fynovel Chapter 33 Massacre of the Upper Class
Chapter 33 Massacre of the Upper Class
Who's a kind person who brings martial arts skills to a party?
Bringing them is one thing, but what's the point of bringing so many?
Is the successor of a master really this arrogant?
This was the first time Fang Qi had witnessed the difference between independent cultivators and the prodigies of sects.
He sought out Xu Fangjing, Liu Yanru, and others in his quest for the Huajin martial arts technique, but he failed to obtain it and Xu Fangjing went missing; she has not been found to this day.
This disciple of the Wuji True Sect, after exchanging a few words with him, was about to give him martial arts techniques...
"A thousand cups of wine are not enough when drinking with a bosom friend; half a sentence is too much when talking to someone with whom you don't get along." Is that what it means?
"However, at least I managed to get my hands on the Transformation Realm martial arts."
Fang Qi gazed at the dark sea and took a deep breath.
He has now opened up the first four of the eight extraordinary meridians, and the remaining four will be opened in a short time.
With the mastery of martial arts, the "Hun Yuan Gong" could be deduced ahead of time.
Once the eight meridians are fully connected, it will be time to begin cultivation.
As I pondered, the waves crashed against the hull, creating layers of spray, and gusts of water vapor rushed towards me.
The wind and waves seem to be getting bigger.
Fang Qi took two steps back, preparing to go down to the deck.
But at that moment, black fish-like figures darted out of the water and silently jumped onto the boat.
Almost at the same time.
Beep—beep beep beep!
The ship's horn blared across the pitch-black sea.
Screams and sounds of fighting suddenly erupted from inside the cabin.
Not far from the deck, a waiter ripped off his waiter's uniform and pulled a cold knife from under his tray.
He had a yellow silk scarf wrapped around his right upper arm, and a knife in his hand. He walked toward Fang Qi with a sinister look on his face.
Ten steps away, Fang Qixian flashed and disappeared.
Before the waiter could figure out what was going on, a dark shadow suddenly loomed larger behind him.
Bang!
Fang Qi kicked out, sending the man flying, breaking the deck railing, and plunging into the sea.
Killing a Ming Jin would be effortless.
but...
His brows were furrowed.
Below the deck, there's more than just a Ming Jin.
"That person just now had a yellow turban wrapped around their arm... Could they be a member of the Yellow Heaven Esoteric Sect?"
Fang Qi recalled that the riot at Dongjin Wharf was caused by the Huangtian Secret Sect.
Tonight, it's likely to be even worse than the riot at Dongjin Wharf.
Almost everyone on this cruise ship is a prominent figure in Tianjin.
The servants were all disguised members of the Yellow Heaven Secret Sect. Tonight's attack was probably premeditated and specifically targeted these people.
"Yellow Heaven Esoteric Sect! How dare you!"
The curses coming from below confirmed Fang Qi's guess.
He moved, preparing to go down to the deck, which was empty and would easily become a target for concentrated fire.
But as soon as they reached the top of the stairs, they saw three members of the Yellow Heaven Secret Cult chasing after Zhou Ge, a genius of Japanese swordsmanship.
Zhou Ge wielded a Japanese pheasant sword, shaped like a katana, and with his swordsmanship, he could barely hold off the three men, slashing and hacking.
These three were all masters of internal strength with twelve meridians and seven or eight meridians connected. Zhou Ge was not afraid at all in a one-on-one fight, and he could also handle a one-on-two fight, but he could only retreat to the defensive when facing three against one.
As he retreated to the deck, he suddenly saw someone behind him and was overjoyed.
Upon seeing that it was Fang Qi, his expression instantly turned ugly.
"Come help! I'll hold them off, you take care of one!"
Despite his panic, Zhou Ge remained calm and his thinking was clear. He wanted Fang Qi to kill one of them first, and then join forces to eliminate the other two.
The voice just fell.
Swish!Swish!
From the side, three dark figures, one in front and two behind, suddenly jumped onto the deck along the hull.
Upon closer inspection, Meng Yusen was the first to come up, and the two behind him, with yellow turbans wrapped around their hands, were clearly also members of the Yellow Heaven Secret Sect.
Meng Yusen attended the party tonight as Fang Qi's chief bodyguard, but out of a sense of pride, he didn't go into the banquet hall with Fang Qi, but instead stayed outside to get some fresh air.
Who would have thought that the sea breeze, instead of bringing good fortune, would bring disaster upon them?
In an instant, the situation changed from two against three to three against five.
Zhou Ge inwardly groaned, and hurriedly shouted to Meng Yusen, "Brother Meng, help me!"
As a direct descendant of the Zhou family and a sword genius, he believed that Meng Yusen would come to help him.
However, Meng Yusen only glanced at Zhou Ge, then pushed off with both feet and flashed in the opposite direction to Fang Qi's side.
It wasn't that he didn't want to help Zhou Ge, but these Huangtian Mi Sect members were incredibly powerful. If he jumped to Zhou Ge's side, it would be tantamount to trapping himself in an ambush.
"Brother Meng, come help me! There's still hope if we join forces!" Zhou Ge in the middle was truly panicked.
He was no match for three against one, let alone five against one.
But he's right. If he and Meng Yusen join forces, they do have some fighting power.
However, the chief bodyguard of the Fang family had no intention of joining forces at all.
"Let's go! My dad's coming right away!" Meng Yusen reached out with his right hand, intending to take Fang Qi off the deck.
His father, Meng Changming, had already arrived by speedboat. As long as they could delay him for a while, he would be safe.
But when he tried to grab it, he found nothing.
Looking around, Fang Qi was nowhere to be seen.
To his utter astonishment, Fang Qi actually charged at the five members of the Yellow Heaven Secret Sect!
In an instant, a battle raged between heaven and man. Meng Yusen steeled his heart, his legs thundered, and he charged forward as well.
Fang Qi cannot die now! He hasn't defeated Fang Qi in a direct confrontation yet!
However, before his powerful Wind and Thunder Kick could even reach the cultists, the two cultists who had just surrounded and attacked him were sent flying.
Almost at the same time, two other members of the Huangtian Mi sect also crashed into the ground in different directions.
Yes, in Meng Yusen and Zhou Ge's eyes, the four Huangtian Mi Cult members who had driven them to the brink of despair suddenly crashed into the air and flew away.
Between the two, a figure was gripping the neck of the strongest member of the group of five, a cultist, with one hand raised.
Click!
A crisp cracking sound echoed across the deck, yet it seemed to explode in the hearts of the two men.
Meng Yusen was completely stunned.
Five esoteric practitioners, just like that, wiped out?
The person who made the move was someone he was determined to surpass, someone he had vowed to endure hardship and humiliation for.
Fang Qi casually tossed the body into the sea, then glanced at the stunned Meng Yusen. "Your legs are pretty good."
Having said that, he lightly leaped off the deck.
Humiliation came crashing down like a mountain of rocks and a torrent of water.
When has anyone ever dared to mock the Wind and Thunder Leg technique of the Wind and Thunder Martial Arts School?!
Disgraceful! Enraged! Furious!
Surpass!
Meng Yusen vowed that he would definitely surpass... the surname... Fang...
My fighting spirit is like a summer downpour—it comes on strong but fades away weakly, and my confidence is waning.
He single-handedly killed five major cultists; how could he possibly surpass that?
Meng Yusen looked at Zhou Ge.
Or, to be more realistic, should we lower our expectations first?
......
The situation inside the bar was even more chaotic than on the deck.
Limbs, severed arms, and bits of flesh were scattered all over the floor, and blood stained the already bright red carpet even more crimson.
Those previously well-dressed, refined upper-class people were either terrified and ran away in panic, or shoved their companions in front of them.
Those who practiced martial arts were even more unlucky. The Yellow Heaven Secret Sect took extra care of them, and each of them was surrounded and attacked by several members of the sect.
The moment Fang Qi kicked open the hall door, three members of the Secret Cult rushed up from either side.
He took them down easily, one punch at a time.
Looking around, he did not see Cheng Ting or Cheng Fujun, nor did he see Wu Zhan, the successor of the Wuji True Sect.
There's no need to worry about Wu Zhan; this person's aura is deep and concentrated, indicating he has already reached the Transformation Realm. It's Cheng Ting and Cheng Fujun who are in danger.
The Huangtian Secret Sect clearly came prepared. All the followers they sent were at the Inner Strength level. The two Cheng brothers were also at the Inner Strength level, so their chances of survival were slim.
The two provided Fang Qi with demons, and he certainly couldn't stand idly by.
He used both hands to attack, almost instantly killing all the Yellow Heaven Mi Cult members who surrounded him.
A bloody path was forged beneath his feet.
The character of those upper-class people in the hall was hard to judge, but their judgment of the situation was truly excellent, and they followed closely behind Fang Qi.
Most of them did not know Fang Qi; only a few had been introduced by Cheng Fujun before, including Li Fu from the Li family.
This young master Li is a master of business, but in martial arts, he's barely at the Ming Jin level, which is simply not enough for this kind of occasion.
"Mr. Fang is exceptionally brave!" Li Fu followed closely behind Fang Qi, not forgetting to offer a few words of praise at the right time.
He still couldn't comprehend how the person Cheng Fujun brought was so fierce.
As soon as he shouted this, the others who were hiding behind Fang Qi also started shouting.
Fang Qi frowned slightly.
With so many people following, it's too conspicuous; that's not a good thing.
He leaped onto the second floor, shaking off the people.
Upon seeing this, Li Fu and the others panicked and rushed to the stairwell, scrambling to climb up.
But at that very moment...
Dangdang Dangdang!
In the hall below, a figure, like a cheetah, used the chandelier to leap lightly and land in front of Fang Qi.
Li Fu and the others, who had just regarded Fang Qi as their savior, scattered like birds and beasts in an instant, and ran downstairs in a hurry.
This man had previously wreaked havoc in the tavern, even injuring Zhou Cheng, Zhou Yin's personal bodyguard from the Zhou family, who was at the peak of the Dark Force realm. They couldn't even avoid him, let alone dare to get close.
As for Fang Qi, who had just sheltered them, they could only leave it to fate; their survival was the most important thing.
"Boy, you've killed so many of my disciples, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
"Say it again."