Chapter 223 Martial Arts Grandmaster_1
Chapter 223 Martial Arts Grandmaster_1
Lord Wang?!
Upon hearing these three words, the trio of Jiang Huan, Dong Ziwei, and Le Zhengyang, who were engaged in battle with two Returning to True Stage martial artists from the major demonic sects at the rear, had their expressions suddenly change.
In Jing Tian Department, there were quite a few people surnamed Wang, but only one could be referred to as "Lord" by Gu Chen—only that one person!
Yan State's Jing Tian Department Yellow Level Commander, a martial arts grandmaster—Wang Jiuzhi!
Wu Changyun, Kui Gang, and the others also realized this, and their expressions all changed.
"The Vajra Indestructible Body truly lives up to its reputation."
At this moment, a melodious voice came from the emptiness, echoing over Liuyun Mountain, lingering for a long time.
Simultaneously, a figure materialized out of thin air. He wasn't tall, his features were ordinary, and he had thick hair, but for some reason, the moment anyone saw this person, a sense of palpitations would arise in their heart.
Even though there were no anomalies shown, everyone just felt this way—as if a great mountain pressed down on their hearts, making it impossible for anyone present to catch their breath.
Gu Chen's expression was grave as he stared at that utterly average figure. He seemed just like an ordinary person, but within his body slumbered a sea-like, vast expanse of blood qi!
The robustness of that blood qi even surpassed Gu Chen's, and even though Gu Chen possessed the physique of the Vajra Indestructible Body, he still fell significantly short in comparison.
This didn't seem like a member of the Human Clan, but rather like an ancient dragon standing here—the oppressive feeling was just too overwhelming.
Wang Jiuzhi, Yan State's Jing Tian Department Yellow Level Commander, whose cultivation had reached the complete fulfillment of the Hundred Orifices Stage, wielded terrifying strength and wasn't far from the innate realm.
Seeing Wang Jiuzhi's arrival, the two Returning to True Stage martial artists of the Holy Shadows Sect and Black Sky Sect also drastically changed their expressions and, without thinking, turned to flee.
Wang Jiuzhi's demeanor remained calm, just like an ordinary old farmer. If not for the oppressive feeling of his strong physique, he would seem unremarkable in a crowd.
Upon seeing the two Returning to True Stage martial artists trying to escape, Wang Jiuzhi still remained unhurried, just lightly stamping his foot on the ground.
Bang!
Immediately, the Liuyun Mountain underneath everyone began to shake, countless rocks falling down as if a great earthquake had occurred.
And at that instant, the bodies of the two Returning to True Stage martial artists simply exploded, dead beyond doubt.
Two martial artists at the great fulfillment of the Returning to True Stage, yet they didn't stand a chance against Wang Jiuzhi—not even a single move.
No, it wasn't even a move. Wang Jiuzhi hadn't actually made a move; he had only lightly stamped on the ground and the martial artists from the Holy Shadows Sect and Black Sky Sect were directly killed.
"You might as well stay as well," Wang Jiuzhi suddenly uttered. As he pressed his hand against the void, it indented, and a figure emerged from it, staggering backward.
"Another martial arts grandmaster!" Wu Changyun and the rest of the martial artists immediately sharpened their gaze.
Gu Chen was also somewhat taken aback. He didn't expect that the demonic sects would dispatch another martial arts grandmaster to lurk in the shadows this time. If not for Wang Jiuzhi's presence, today, all of them would have died, with no one able to escape, including Gu Chen.
Fortunately, before departing, Gu Chen had a vague feeling that something was wrong. Fearing that the demoniacs might have set up an ambush on Liuyun Mountain, he specifically sought out Wang Jiuzhi and informed him of the situation.
At this moment, Wang Shuhang, the direct descendant of the Wang family from the six great families, hesitated as he watched Wang Jiuzhi's departing figure, seemingly wanting to say something but stopping himself.
Without the leadership of the warrior at the Great Perfection of the Returning to True Stage and the Grandmaster, the demonic sect's martial practitioners were nothing but loose sand.
Although there were still warriors in the late stages of the Returning to True Stage among them, with the assistance from Jiang Huan and the others, plus Wang Jiuzhi presiding over the situation, these demonic sect martial practitioners were not to be feared.
Before long, over a hundred of them had been slaughtered. Blood flowed down the summit of Liuyun Mountain, limbs and broken bones strewn everywhere, with a pungent smell of blood in the air.
"Lord Wang, all the heretics from the demonic sect have been completely suppressed," Gu Chen reported in a low voice beside Wang Jiuzhi.
"Hmm," Wang Jiuzhi nodded and spoke, "You did well this time."
The appearance of the demonic sect martial practitioners here certainly involved some plotting. Although Wang Jiuzhi was unaware of it, the current situation was such that every loss the demonic sect suffered was good news for Jing Tian Department and for the state of affairs in Yan State.
Moreover, this time, the death of a Grandmaster was a significant loss for the demonic sect, for Grandmasters were exceedingly precious to them. The Holy Shadows Sect and the Black Sky Sect suffered heavy losses this time.
The costs of the two great demonic sects' sudden attack on Yan State had been somewhat recovered.
Therefore, Wang Jiuzhi spoke words of commendation for Gu Chen.
Seeing Wang Jiuzhi—usually so solemn and serious—actually praising Gu Chen, Jiang Huan, Dong Ziwei, and Le Zhengyang were also somewhat surprised. It was an exceptionally rare occurrence.
For so many years, they had never seen Wang Jiuzhi praise anyone; this Lord Wang showed a cold demeanor to everyone.
At that moment, Wang Jiuzhi turned his head, glancing toward Jiang Huan and the others. Just that one look sent a shiver down their spines, and subconsciously, they all knelt on the ground.
"From today on, your ranks will be reduced by one level, your salaries for the next three years will be forfeited, and during these three years, your merit points shall forever be zero."
Upon hearing this, the expressions of Jiang Huan and the others changed. Forfeiting three years' salary wasn't much of an issue, but being demoted from Xuan Level Commanders to Yellow Level Commanders was more serious.
Especially the last sentence from Wang Jiuzhi, which meant that in the next three years, no matter how many missions Jiang Huan and the others completed, they would not earn any merit points; their merit points would always remain at zero.
This punishment was severe; if it weren't for the current shortage of hands at Jing Tian Department in Yan State, Wang Jiuzhi would have likely expelled these three or even possibly executed them on the spot.
Although Jiang Huan and the others were resentful, they dare not speak out. They knew well Wang Jiuzhi's character; they feared that saying one more word might bring death upon them. Therefore, they could only nod in agreement with gloomy faces.
Even now, they did not understand why Wang Jiuzhi would coincidentally appear here.
As Wang Jiuzhi prepared to leave, Wang Shuhang suddenly called out loudly, "Uncle!"
Wang Jiuzhi, as if he hadn't heard him at all, vanished in a flash from the summit of Liuyun Mountain.
Seeing this, Wang Shuhang opened his mouth, a look of dejection on his face. With no other choice, he turned and left the place.
Observing this, Gu Chen found it somewhat odd, not expecting Wang Jiuzhi to be a member of the Wang family from the six great families.
However, Gu Chen didn't dwell on it; these matters were irrelevant to him. What was most important was improving his own strength. Since arriving in Yan State, despite having reached the mid-stage of the Gang Qi Stage, Gu Chen still felt his power was insufficient.
Ignoring the dark looks that Jiang Huan and Dong Ziwei were giving him, Gu Chen vanished in a flash, also departing from the place.
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