Chapter 44: Triple Star Decapitation
Wu Fei, holding an iron spear, strode swiftly toward Song Changming.
Song Changming also immediately locked his gaze on his opponent.
Before acting this time, he had already prepared thoroughly with intelligence work.
At a glance, he recognized the opponent’s identity as one of the nine leaders, whose personal martial prowess surpassed those core gang members.
"Leave this man to me, hold back the others," Song Changming instructed the Patrol Guard beside him, showing no fear as he moved directly to meet Wu Fei.
"You brat, face your death!" Wu Fei shouted, thrusting the spear like a dragon straight at Song Changming’s face.
Song Changming blocked the spearhead with his long blade, lightly stepping his left foot and spinning like a top to evade the spear and approach Wu Fei.
Wu Fei took a large step back, retrieved his spear, then swept it toward Song Changming’s lower body.
Song Changming once again used his blade to parry, Wu Fei’s strength was not weak, but Song Changming’s full strength was exceptional.
The two exchanged moves, and their fight immediately sparked with intensity.
Wu Fei’s spear technique was also formidable, unfolding like lotus flowers in the air, with defenses as tight as a drum.
In terms of strength, he absolutely did not fall short of the Patrol Captain at the Patrol Armor Bureau, being stronger than the likes of Lv Gang, Zhu Bairen, and Zhang Sihai.
But today, he encountered Song Changming!
After some probing, Song Changming no longer held back, gripping the hilt tightly, erupting with his body refining cultivation, showing the full strength of two bulls!
After several strikes, Wu Fei began to stagger, seemingly unable to withstand them.
With his chest feeling oppressed, he didn’t expect the lad to get stronger the more he fought, with a force surprisingly powerful.
Another slash came, brushing past his brow, leaving a shallow blood mark on his forehead.
Wu Fei looked stunned, gasping for breath as he stepped back repeatedly.
Seeing Song Changming gaining advantage without relenting, he abruptly delivered an extremely swift counterattack with a brilliant timing and angle.
Song Changming leaped, accurately stepping on the incoming spearhead, leveraging the force to pass beside Wu Fei.
The long blade spun several times in his palm, like a bird flapping its wings, and in a flash, it sliced past Wu Fei’s head, and Song Changming once again secured it when landing.
Wu Fei stood in place, a look of stupor etched on his face, half of his head sliced off.
Having just skirted the Ghost Gate, he didn’t have the chance to rejoice before eventually passing through it.
Though he managed to evade the Soul-breaking Saber’s successive chops, he couldn’t guard against Song Changming’s sudden execution of the Flying Swallow Technique at the end.
Thus, he perished under the saber of the young Patrol Captain he had been underestimating all along.
Those who didn’t understand Song Changming believed he rose to his position through the new Director’s connections, seeing him as just a lucky young boy, unaware that Song Changming’s skills and power were far from ordinary.
"Dead! Brother Wu is dead!"
The core gang members witnessing the scene fell into complete panic, thinking Song Changming was the easiest among the Patrol Captains to handle, but never imagined that even the gang’s spear technique expert Wu Fei would fall to him.
Seeing this from Song Changming’s perspective, such thoughts of escape arose among them, but were quickly suppressed as they were pursued by Song Changming’s Patrol Guard members, who killed most of them.
Song Changming then looked to another side, amidst the chaotic battle, noticing that only Zhu Bairen’s team was present of the two Patrol Guard teams that should have appeared with him.
Qian Wen’s team had yet to show up, it was unknown whether they encountered trouble or harbored their own plans.
But even without Qian Wen’s team, the situation had already shifted back in their favor.
Especially after Wu Fei’s death, at the moment, no one from the Nine Bends Association could handle the approaching Song Changming.
Song Changming showed no mercy, like a wolf among sheep, leading his team to push forward, with ordinary gang members falling before him in just one exchange.
Suddenly, a Xuanhua Axe blocked Song Changming’s path.
"I am Fululai, the one sending you to meet King Yama!"
The burly man swung the heavy Xuanhua Axe, his attacks surging like tides, colliding with Song Changming’s blade, sparking vividly.
In terms of Qi power honed through body refinement, the opponent was not much weaker than Song Changming, the Xuanhua Axe whistling with ferocity.
For a moment, even Song Changming was forced back a few steps.
However, Song Changming quickly adjusted, engaging with the Soul-breaking Saber.
His blade speed was extremely fast, stirring up a chilling breeze, the blade path elusive and hard to capture.
The large, wide-swinging Xuanhua Axe, though vigorous, couldn’t remain flawless.
Shortly, Song Changming’s sword momentum ripped open flaws, leaving wounds on the opponent.
"Save me!" Fululai surrendered quickly, directly calling for assistance without an ounce of embarrassment after his previous fierce remarks, only to be promptly defeated.
In matters of life and death, surviving was paramount.
On the other side, nearby, another leader witnessed the situation and immediately drew a blade to support.
The battlefield wasn’t a one-on-one duel; ganging up was always commonplace.
Jiang Chunzi, observing the scenario, was anxious, slashing desperately at the approaching gang members, attempting to hinder the attacking leader.
However, lacking in strength, after a few chops, Jiang Chunzi was injured and fell.
If it weren’t for the perilous situation surrounding Fululai, said leader could have taken Jiang Chunzi’s life at that moment.
But it was precisely Jiang Chunzi’s slight delay that allowed Song Changming to sever Fululai’s arm wielding the Xuanhua Axe before being encircled by the leader, subsequently killing him with another slash.
A fine head flew several meters away!
A bit of blood splashed onto Song Changming’s helmet and half of his face.
The leader rushing over was shocked to see this, knowing the prowess of Fululai and Wu Fei, both of whom had fallen to this young lad today.
Such achievements left him lacking the confidence to engage.
Just as he intended to retreat, seeking Brother Zhu Changyi, Song Changming, his eyes still stained with blood, fixed on him again.
"Take Chunzi out!" Song Changming commanded, pushing off with force, as the Light Body Skill enabled him to leap several meters, seeming to ride the wind, covering two strides in a rush, catching up with his opponent.
Both wielded blades skillfully, but in a contest of sword skill, the opponent was ultimately a notch below.
Moreover, now that Song Changming had fought his way into form, boiling with killing intent, his sword momentum became unstoppable.
The blade shimmered, flashing faster with each stroke.
Within mere moments, they exchanged twenty to thirty blows.
And then.
"Big brother!"
The leader’s long blade was struck aside by Song Changming, and in a panic, he could only let out a final shout before being decapitated, becoming yet another spirit under Song Changming’s blade.
Another Nine Bends Association leader fell!
In the distance, Zhou Sixin was still fiercely battling a scar-faced expert.
But discerning onlookers could tell, although Zhou Sixin hadn’t been defeated, he was clearly at a disadvantage, unable to maintain parity.
At the current pace, if the fight persisted for another hundred or two hundred rounds, Zhou Sixin might be in grave danger.
However, at this moment, the scar-faced man’s assault suddenly slowed.
While contending with Zhou Sixin, he still had energy left to observe and heed the overall battle situation.
Now he realized he couldn’t break through the patrol guards and had thoughts of retreat.
"Who would’ve thought a minor City Patrol Defense Bureau would possess such combat power, truly worthy of Donglai Prefecture’s County City!"
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