Chapter 89: Zhao Ji Takes Action

  "You little brat, how dare you hurt me? You're asking for death."

  The man in black didn't expect that he would be injured by a second-rate martial artist, and in his great anger, he let out a loud shout and struck back.

  One kick sent him flying, as swift as lightning, leaving Luo Qingyun no chance to dodge, and he was kicked out directly, flying horizontally for several dozen feet.

  His body flew through the air like a torn sack, slamming into the distance. When he heavily fell to the ground, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.

  Struggling a few times, Luo Qingyun wanted to get up and continue fighting the man in black, but found it extremely difficult to do so, falling down weakly several times.

  "Uncle Fu, Luo Qingyun has been seriously injured, hurry up and save him."

  Jian Luo Qingyun was seriously injured, and Luo Qiushui's expression changed dramatically. He hastily begged Luo Fu:

  "Yes, miss, I'll go right away."

  Luò Fú nodded and hurried off.

  It was Luo Zhongshan who saw the black-clothed man, under the siege of many warriors, advancing with ease, his expression somewhat gloomy, and he should be thinking about how to keep him here.

  But after repelling Luo Qingyun, the black-clothed man's figure suddenly rose sharply, and in an instant he soared into the air for nearly ten zhang, like a large bird, flying forward quickly, apparently not wanting to entangle with the Luo family's warriors again, preparing to escape from here.

  Like an arrow shot from a taut bow, the black-clad figure sprinted forward with great speed, leaving behind a faint, lingering shadow in the night.

  "Fire the arrow."

  The black-clad man's movement made Luo Zhongshan's already gloomy expression even more solemn, and with a loud shout from his mouth, the hundreds of archers who had been holding their bows and arrows at the periphery all released their bowstrings.

  "Whoosh...whoosh...whoosh..."

  The next moment, a continuous and unending shrill whistling sound, echoed repeatedly in the night sky filled with the sounds of slaughter. Arrow after arrow, formed a sheet, covered the sky and shot towards the black-clothed man.

  Hundreds of archers shot arrows together, hundreds of powerful arrows covered the entire sky, and the figure of the black-clad man was submerged in it.

  A warrior's strength is formidable, killing ordinary people is like killing chickens, but facing a well-organized military formation, especially archers, may not necessarily avoid injury or even death.

  Hundreds of sharp arrows shot over, the black-clothed man was greatly shocked in his heart, and hastily held up his guard. His body shape rotated extremely in mid-air, producing a strong whirlpool-like power, and with the help of various uses of his dagger, he actually deflected most of the arrows.

  A top martial artist, although formidable, has not yet reached the level of true energy circulating endlessly and continuously. Moreover, he was just in mid-air, with no place to borrow strength, under the overwhelming force of a thousand arrows firing at once, wanting to retreat unscathed is not that easy.

  Blocked by the power of numerous arrows, his strength exhausted, the black-robed man's body fell downwards, with an arrow shaft clearly embedded in his shoulder, and bright red blood flowing down thread by thread.

  "What a great opportunity."

  His eyes suddenly lit up, and he secretly shouted in his heart. Zhao Ji's figure suddenly shook, and the divine movement of the light skill was instantly activated.

  His figure transformed into a series of illusory shadows, charging towards the man in black. When he arrived before him, the Autumn Water Sword was unsheathed, and a bright light burst forth suddenly.

  The Autumn Water Sword is indeed a treasured sword, at the very least it's far stronger than a fine iron sword. Its blade shines with unparalleled brightness, and even in the dark of night, it can emit dazzling rays of light.

  The figure fell square, from all eight directions, the warriors of the Luo family attacked again, the man in black wielded his dagger, parrying each move, when suddenly a sense of crisis emerged, and it fiercely rose to the surface.

  His figure hidden among the many Luo family warriors, Zhao Yi quietly and soundlessly made his move, preparing to kill or heavily injure the black-robed man.

  His cultivation was at the fifth level of acquired realm, which is the boundary of a second-rate martial artist. However, Zhao Ji thought that his true strength could be compared to that of a first-rate martial artist.

  Yi Jin Jing, Shen Zhao Jing, Shen Xing Bai Bian, Ti Yun Zong, Rou Yun Jian Fa, Rao Zhi Rou Jian Fa and Da Li Jin Gang Zhang, these kinds of extremely brilliant kung fu, even divine skills and absolute arts, are not vegetarian.

  One person has mastered multiple top-notch skills, and with the cultivation of the Five Layers of Heaven, he can challenge a first-rate martial artist. Although I don't dare say that I can win, self-defense shouldn't be a problem. Moreover, there are many martial artists attacking the black-clothed man, and in the chaos, it's not impossible to make achievements.

  "Ah, Brother Zhao!"

  Zhao suddenly rushed up, causing Luo Qiushui's face to change color, and the pale expression was mixed with a lot of panic.

  A cry of surprise, Luo Qiushui rushed forward two steps, seemingly wanting to intercept Zhao Ji or help him, even forgetting that she was a weak woman herself.

  Lu Zhongshan's attention was focused on the battlefield, but he didn't miss a single detail of what was happening around him.

  One of them grabbed Luo Qiushui, who was rushing out. Luo Chongshan's face sank, and he scolded in a low voice: "Qiushui, what are you doing? In this chaotic situation, don't make things worse. You can't even fight, so why rush up there to get yourself killed?"

  "Dad, Zhao is rushing up there. His martial arts skills are high, but I'm afraid he's no match for that man in black. He'll be in danger, you have to go help him!"

  Luo Qiushui turned around and said hastily to Luo Chongshan.

  Lu Zhongshan shook his head slightly and sighed, saying in a bad tone: "Alas, it's really 'a girl is not to be kept at home'. However, you don't have to worry, Zhao Ji's kung fu is not weak, and his lightness skills are even more outstanding. He can kill his way up, and whether or not he can keep the black-clothed man down, at least he can retreat unharmed."

  "But he might get hurt."

  Lu Qiushui stamped her foot anxiously and said.

  "As a martial artist, roaming the jianghu, being in bloody battles is just a normal occurrence, how can one be afraid of getting hurt? Moreover, I think Zhao Ji is not someone who likes to be disturbed. If you go up now and disturb him, not only will you not get his gratitude, but perhaps he'll even blame you."

  Song Kai let go of Luo Qiushi's hand, and Luo Chongshan's expression turned serious as he analyzed.

  "Yes, Brother Zhao is no ordinary person, this kind of small gathering should be handled easily."

  Knowing that Luo Zhongshan was right, Luo Qiushui's expression stiffened, and her emotions were filled with a hint of helplessness and concern.

  The black-clad man's martial arts skills were exceptionally high, and over a hundred second- and third-rate warriors combined couldn't defeat him. Zhao Ji directly charged forward, putting himself in a perilous situation, seemingly foolish, but actually it was his own way of tempering and challenging himself.

  Arriving in the heavenly realm, he came into contact with the world of martial arts, and it can be said that Zhao Ji's martial arts dream was fulfilled. Later on, roaming the jianghu is a certainty.

  Rushing through the rivers and lakes, what's most important? Practicing chivalry and upholding justice, the spirit of chivalry and all that... Zhao Ji thought these were secondary. Having high martial arts skills and being overwhelmingly powerful was what truly mattered.

  Fighting against others, accumulating experience, especially fighting against stronger opponents, is also an important part of one's strength. Zhao Ji's move was precisely to accumulate some experience first.

  Moreover, what's more important is that encountering such a big battle made Zhao extremely excited and eager to join in.