Chapter 539 - Silent Beheading Order
Chapter 539 of "Red Heart Patrols the Sky" begins revealing exciting developments: Zhongxuan Sheng quietly waited for Wang Yiwu to âdeal withâ those fellows, until the latter... Donât stop now!
Zhongxuan Sheng quietly waited for Wang Yiwu to âdeal withâ those fellows, until the latter stood with his fists clenched, focusing intently on him.During this process, he did not say a word to Fourteen,
nor was there any need to say anything.
His decision was Fourteenâs decision, his attitude was Fourteenâs attitude; it had always been so.
Without a doubt, Zhongxuan Sheng was very intelligent; he could always find the right moment, always create a situation favorable to himself.
But in the face of the âSilent Beheading Order,â he knew he had no choice.
Kill Wang Yiwu, or be killed by Wang Yiwu.
He had made his decision, so he stood firm.
He stood like a mountain.
He even refused to strike while Wang Yiwu was killing the others; he wanted to wait until Wang Yiwu was fully concentrated, with no distractions, ready to face the strongest Wang Yiwu.
Such high-level combat was not just about Cultivation Technique, secret techniques, or physical strength, but also a competition of spirit, will, and momentum⌠a comprehensive contest.
Therefore, the first thing he had to do was to regain the momentum he lost when he chose to avoid the fight earlier.
Avoiding the fight was the best choice before discovering the Silent Beheading Order; engaging with all his might was the best choice after discovering it.
He could always make the best choice.
Now, standing face to face with Wang Yiwu, there was not a hint of dodge in his eyes.
He was taking a calculated risk, staking all on the chubby young man in the Heavenly Abode Secret Land.
He was going all-in, having pushed all resources into advancing the battle of Qi Yang.
With a turn, he had then staked all the gains from the battle of Qi Yang on Zhongxuan Zun, smashing Zhongxuan Zun into the Under Jixuegong, seeking just one opportunity to clear out the business under Zhongxuan Zunâs control.
He had always dared to risk his life, and this was not the first time he had staked it.
Jiang Wang said he gambled too much, but he said he had no other choice!
Wang Yiwu stepped forward, his punch was simple: seize the initiative, seize the middle line, determine life and death.
So, he was always on the offensive, continuously on the attack, no matter the opponent.
However, as Wang Yiwuâs right foot just began to lift, Zhongxuan Sheng spread his hands, and swept them down immediately!
An intangible but real force field pressed down on Wang Yiwu in an instant, as if a mountain weighed upon him!
Wang Yiwuâs right foot was forcefully suppressed back to the ground.
His entire body shook slightly, his feet sinking two inches into the ground.
But that was all.
He lifted his leg, and took a step.
Lifting it seemed difficult, but when it landed, it was silent and close to the ground.
It was as though in the span of one step, he had already adapted.
What a terrifying physique, what terrifying strength!
He rose to his feet, raised his fist, and threw a punch.
Such a simple action, as if it had been practiced thousands, tens of thousands of times.
After accumulating over thousands and thousands of repetitions, it finally crashed down.
Even the air exploded with the punch.
Fearless, relentless, invincible.
The Selfless Punch!
It should have been an unstoppable punch.
But a figure in black armor, with a black helmet, confronted him.
The black Heavy Sword, as if bringing with it the force of wind and thunder, slashed straight at him.
Clang~!
The fist collided hard with the edge of the Heavy Sword.
Wang Yiwu was supposed to be a Military Cultivator, yet his Flesh Body seemed stronger than that of a Martial Artist.
He confronted the Heavy Sword directly with his bare fists.
The Heavy Sword was lifted high by the punch, leaving Fourteen completely exposed.
And Wang Yiwuâs other fist, naturally, thundered forward.
Bang!!!
A massive fist came to meet it.
Zhongxuan Sheng arrived just in time, throwing a punch imbued with Heavy Technique, fist against fist, with a hard clash!
Crack.
A clear sound of bone cracking echoed; Zhongxuan Shengâs right arm fractured instantly.
But that Heavy Technique infused punch was as heavy as mountains, making Wang Yiwu also stagger back, his stance unsteady.
At this moment, the Heavy Sword that High held aloft came crashing down with extreme ferocity.
Zhongxuan Sheng and High had been in each otherâs company since childhood, their coordination was impeccable.
Zhongxuan Sheng risking to take that punch head-on was not simply to stop the foe.
He was also creating an opportunity for High.
This sword strike was incredibly swift, immensely heavy, and viciously brutal, with the momentum of splitting mountains and cleaving valleys.
Wang Yiwu had no room for hesitation.
He threw a direct punch upward to meet the onslaught.
Clang clang clang clang clang clangâŚ!
In that instant, High executed six hundred sword strikes in rapid succession.
Such heavy, such ferocious blows, struck continuously six hundred times!
The sheer physical strain on oneâs body was terrifying, High was literally slashing with his life on the line.
Wang Yiwuâs judgment was wrong, and his entire body was smashed into the ground, his lower half sinking into the earth.
During this process, Zhongxuan Sheng, despite the pain of broken bones, had used Heavy Technique to reinforce each of Highâs strikes.
The two together managed to catch Wang Yiwu off guard.
Seizing the moment Wang Yiwu was struck to the ground, Zhongxuan Shengâs fingers flickered like lightning, treating his fractured right hand as though it wasnât his own, sending myriad pale cyan Wind Blades howling towards Wang Yiwu, instantly engulfing him.
The simplest Dao Technique with the most direct effect was what Zhongxuan Sheng always pursued.
With a thunderous boom, Wang Yiwu once again shattered the air.
A black semicircular shield was blasted out by his fist, blocking all the Wind Blades.
As High descended from the sky, another six hundred sword strikes rained down, each one again amplified by the Heavy Technique.
The black semicircular shield shattered upon contact.
Wang Yiwu rose from the ground before the Heavy Sword could land, retreating with a leap.
The sword strike High missed, just touching the ground before stopping.
Yet the formidable pressure of the sword still âpressedâ a crack into the surface.
Wang Yiwu, while retreating, suddenly felt the omnipresent pressure from the start of the battle vanish.
He instantly returned to normal, experiencing an illusory sensation of lightness.
At the same time, an extremely powerful repulsive force âcollidedâ with him as he retreated, propelling him forward at an accelerated pace.
The black-armored and helmeted High roared towards him, sword in both hands, slashing horizontally.
One slash was yet another six hundred strikes!
With such a Heavy Sword, each strike was a tremendous burden.
High, silent as ever, put his all into every move, each attack bringing six hundred slashes.
This type of attack placed an extremely terrible toll on the body; before wounding the enemy, it wounded oneself.
But the results were clear â even someone as strong as Wang Yiwu was forced to retreat again and again.
âThis is the chance!â
Zhongxuan Sheng roared as he surged forward, maintaining the repulsion with one hand while sending out a punch with his fractured right hand.
He used it as if it was not his own.
But his tactical purpose was now very clear.
Both he and High were marked by the Silent Beheading Order, unable to leave its effective range, left with no choice but to fight to the death here.
But that didnât apply to Wang Yiwu!
Wang Yiwu could leave the range of the Silent Beheading Order.
Which also provided a possibility â they could blast Wang Yiwu out of the Silent Beheading Orderâs range.
It didnât seem useful, as Wang Yiwu could always return at any time.
But donât forget, this is the East street corner, this is Linyi!
Once Wang Yiwu was blasted outside the Silent Beheading Orderâs range and seen by outsiders, the Beiyaduwei would soon arrive.
Someone like Wang Yiwu discovered in battle would certainly elicit the most active response from Linyi City.
And this was the tactic Zhongxuan Sheng devised in the spur of the moment.
He did not actually want to fight Wang Yiwu within the Silent Beheading Orderâs influence to the end of time.
Instead, he intended to do everything in his power to reduce the time Wang Yiwu could act recklessly.
High coordinated perfectly, to the point of awe.
Together, they worked in unison, blasting Wang Yiwu outwards with all their might.
Wang Yiwu was struck, flying backwards through the air, about to fly out of the âDream Flowerâ gate and beyond the Silent Beheading Orderâs range, when suddenly he plummeted, landing on the ground with his feet firmly rooted.
Zhongxuan Sheng ceaselessly increased the repulsive force to its limit.
Yet, Wang Yiwu stood unmoved as if putting down roots, not stirring a single thread.
âYou have already lost,â he said.
âBecause youâre only thinking about repelling me, notâŚ
defeating me!â
He started to walk backwards.
His pace quickened as he walked.
âThe price of losingâŚ
is death!â