Vol 2 Chapter 32.2 (1/2)
Chapter 32.2
Book 2 - Fame Spreads
Chapter 32.2
As if the time started at this instant, all the bandits simultaneously felt an intense trepidation.
They were not fools, and upon witnessing this scene, even a fool could tell that the group they had encountered was anything but ordinary.
Actually, Boss Liao was an eighth layer expert. Although comparing him with He Yiming and the rest would be unjust, at the very least, he shouldn’t have been crushed to death by a three hundred and sixty jin heavy chopper.
However, he’d underestimated the sack too much. Upon seeing He Yiming effortlessly tossing it several meters high and twenty meters far, it was simply impossible for him to think that this thing’s weight was so frighteningly high.
Moreover, while throwing, He Yiming had ingeniously used Jin Dao to aim at his head specifically. (Tl: Jin-> Energy here)
Only under the combination of all these conditions had Boss Liao, an eighth layer expert, died in such a mysterious way, not understanding his death till the last moment.
He Quanxin sighed and said, “Yitian, Yiming, since you’ve acted, there is no need to hold back. The way they wished to deal with us, we should return the favor alike.”
The two brothers simultaneously sounded their agreement. Their bodies suddenly jumped from the horses, charging in the middle of the bandits like two huge birds.
Yuan Earnest’s body also moved to join the battle but was pulled back by He Quanxin, “Brother Yuan, leave it to them.”
Faintly smiling, Yuan Earnest immediately loosened up. He would have done the same for Yuan Liling. The battle power of these horse bandits was not high. They were undoubtedly the optimal target for the young generation’s training.
However, as he watched He Yiming, he suddenly asked, “Brother He, how many layers has nephew Yiming’s Internal Energy reached?”
He Quanxin gave a candid smile and said, “His talent is not bad. So it’s a bit high.”
Somewhat realizing, Yuan Earnest nodded. However, for some reason, he was certain that this ‘a bit high’ was definitely a bit too high.
He Yitian was, after all, twenty-four years old. Under the meticulous training under the family elders, he’d already experienced a few true combats. Especially when he was twenty, he joined the Feudal Organization’s operation for surrounding and killing horse bandits and fought a true battle involving real swords and real spears.
As such, his execution was quite fierce. It didn’t resemble that of an ordinary youngster at all.
The sword in his hand was dancing, issuing whistling sounds. Although the strongest aspect of earth type techniques was defense, when the difference between the strength of the opposing sides was too high, the killing speed of earth type techniques was not lacking either.
The sword in his hand fluttered and danced as if it had gained life. Each and every individual that exchanged blows with him would either have his weapon effortlessly knocked away in two or three moves, or found a hole had opened in his body. Furthermore, He Yitian’s moves showed no mercy. In a flash, he’d already killed seven or eight people.
He Yiming’s movements were absolutely not exaggerated as He Yitian’s. He was moving through the crowd of bandits as if strolling in a garden, casually tossing everybody in his way as he moved.
This toss was not to be underestimated. It made the bandits’ entire body go numb, rendering them incapable to exert any strength. Furthermore, the bodies made a beautiful arc in the air, falling twenty meters away in the end.
At this point, the horse bandits somewhat understood the reason why a cloth bag which seemed weightless yet had crushed a person to death.
Horse bandits sought advantage in numbers, but regardless of whether they tried to swing their swords or turn around and flee, they simply couldn’t escape from He Yiming.
He Yiming was casually tossing bandits around. Apart from this, it seemed he wasn’t using any other method. However, this method which seemed extremely simple displayed his frightening might.
After a few moments, the twenty bandits that had been blocking their front had all tasted the air-trip and were groaning in one of the road’s corner.
By merely imparting a bit of True Qi, He Yiming had plunged their Internal Energy into chaos. Currently, they couldn’t employ Internal Energy at all, nor could they even perform any heavy movement.
This was the disparity between True Qi and Internal Energy.
After another few moments, the few remaining bandits behind them also no longer dared to tangle with He Yitian. They turned around and fled, only hoping that n.o.body would chase them.
He Yitian hissed, and his figure chased after them on the road at a lightning fast speed. For the most part, all of the escaping bandits died under his sword. Only one bandit, who was extremely agile, went to the stream and immediately jumped inside, disregarding everything.
Although the stream’s water was quite cold, before one’s life, bathing a bit in cold water didn’t amount to anything.