The Immortal Ruins - Chapter 31 Bloodbath
The emergency transaction center of the Gangxing Group in the northern region of Yungang.
Mr. Liu was dressed in a white exercise suit, a cup of latte in his hand. He paced about the room slowly, occasionally frowning at the screen on the wall.
“Sir,” the female assistant beside him suddenly stood up from her desk, “I’ve just ascertained that the man who killed Wang Wenlong and his team is named Jiang Shaoliu. He used to be a veterinarian and he fought Sha Xing of the Yungang League not long ago. Sha Xing is currently missing.”
The cup shattered in Mr. Liu’s hand, spilling hot coffee all over the place.
“Sha Xing?” Mr. Liu dropped the broken cup and his eyes blinked with silver light. “Contact Gui Gu, I’m going to the mountains now. We can assume that Sha Xing is dead since he’s been out of contact. Seems I’ll have to deal with this Jiang Shaoliu myself!”
“But, Mr. Liu,” the assistant began nervously, “you just”
He dismissed her with a wave: “Jiang Shaoliu will surely die if I cooperate with Gui Gu.”
He turned around and picked up an alloy longsword from a side table, then dipped a cloth in some clean water to wipe it down.
The female picked up the phone and looked to Mr. Liu. “Shall we notify Lei She’s squad about Jiang Shaoliu’s abilities?”
Mr. Liu kept silent for a while, then he closed the eyes and shook his head: “They will tire him out so we can deal with him more easily.”
The assistant slowly put down the phone.
Was this what he meant by “all costs”?
She trembled at the realization.
Boom
Fierce blasts of air shook the forest as Jiang Shaoliu threw his fists at the Gangxing Group master assailing him.
With every punch, his opponent would try to dodge and they didn’t dare to fight back, and Jiang Shaoliu took full advantage of this.
At the same time, he reigned in his strikes so as not to kill them too fast, giving himself the opportunity to test out the new forms he had practiced. “Now I can finally put the new tricks I’ve learned to the test in a real fight!” he beamed.
It wasn’t easy to find such an opportunity to experiment, especially against bronze masters with three life rings, who were too fast.
Shan Mao, with his right wrist broken, was fighting with his left. He was clumsier, but it was harder to predict which angle he was going to attack from with his alloy steel claws.
Another master, Feng Huo chased after Jiang Shaoliu and slashed at him relentlessly with his knife, almost cutting him several times.
The short one was skulking in the back, searching for the right opportunity to sneak up on Jiang Shaoliu, his dagger like a venomous snake that could bite at any time.
Jiang Shaoliu deflected Feng Huo’s short knife with a precise backhand to the flat of the blade, then he turned around and kicked Shan Mao’s left wrist.
Feng Huo almost lost his knife, but sneered and shouted, “Shan Mao, he’s weakening!”
Shan Mao stepped away, rubbing his hurting wrist while staring at Jiang Shaoliu with a sinister look his eyes: “That’s right, we’re tiring him out! We can outlast him!”
The short guy was peeking around them, waiting for his chance.
Then, suddenly
Two masters dropped down to the ground on their left and right at the same time, shaking the earth.
The battle ground to a halt and everyone looked to the two newcomers.
Jiang Shaoliu made no expression and focused on his qi flow, as if he had already predicted their arrival.
“Feng Huo and Shan Mao,” Bao Long pulled a big knife from his belt and started playing with it in his fingers, “are you just playing cat and mouse?”
Shan Mao narrowed his eyes. “Bao Long and Kui She.”
Kui She removed the nine-tailed whip from his belt and looked at Jiang Shaoliu: “So, how do you want to die?”
Jiang Shaoliu ignored him, engrossed in his own thoughts: “My elbow was a little too high just now and I could be faster; I could stretch the true qi from my back to my left shoulder to increase my explosive strength”