Chương 49: War God — Chapter 49

The twin-tailed girl wasn't skilled in offensive or defensive martial arts. Her talent was Glass Hands, and the basic martial art she'd learned was a rare healing-type origin force method, the Vital Energy Art. When she activated it, her hands worked to stimulate circulation and boost a warrior's origin energy activity, accelerating recovery and restoring their condition. The train stopped. The three climbed onto the roof. In the distance, a dense swarm of red dots moved rapidly toward them.

A bit closer, and the details became clear. Each blood bee was about fist-sized, with a sharp stinger and blood-red wings. Flight speed hit nearly 20 meters per second, First Realm martial artist speed. At that velocity, ordinary eyes couldn't track them at all.

"Be careful." The veteran called from the window.

"These blood bees are fast, but their defense is fragile. Their stingers are highly aggressive though, extremely accurate, and fire like sniper rounds. Five hits will leave even a First Realm martial artist weak and powerless."

"If you take three stings, get back here for treatment immediately!" The veteran clearly had experience.

"You know that much?" the black-clad captain said, surprised.

"Get stung a dozen times yourself and you'll know this much too." Casual words, bitter undertone. The black-clad captain clapped the veteran's shoulder.

"Don't worry. Our A Bing is strong."

"Killing 10 or 20 won't be a problem. He's thick-skinned — five or six stings shouldn't faze him."

"With proper footwork, he'll take one or two at most." The slipper-wearing captain smiled.

"By my estimate, our Xiao Rong can kill 50 without issue. Two stings maximum, unless she tanks them..."

"I don't believe it." The black-clad captain shook his head.

"How can a newcomer kill that many? We'll definitely have to step in..." The slipper-wearing captain smiled without answering.

"This..." Long Yuan thought for a moment.

"I don't really know our team's newcomer that well. He's probably not as strong as yours..." He truly didn't. The club's info on Wang Feng said he'd passed the beginner Holographic Intelligent Beast challenge, was skilled with blades, and had first-stage footwork. That was it.

"It's fine, he's a newcomer." The black-clad captain laughed.

"They all start somewhere. Look — our A Bing's making his move." On the train roof. The youth A Bing charged into the swarm wielding two massive hammers. ROAR! A beast-like howl tore from his throat. The hammers swung with whistling force. No footwork. All power. Within a few breaths, stings peppered his body. Support the creativity of authors by visiting Royal Road for this novel and more. But his rare hammer technique, combined with that terrifying roar, crushed over 20 blood bees.

Hard to believe this was the same shy boy from before.

"Brute-force musclehead." Xiao Rong shook her head and drew a long spear. She leaped into the swarm. The spear danced. In an eyeblink, over a dozen blood bees were swept up and crushed like autumn leaves.

"That's the Thousand Army Spear Technique!" The black-clad captain stiffened.

"Damn, no wonder you said she could kill 50..."

"That's a battlefield martial art — crowd control is insane!"

"That move is Sweep Through a Thousand Troops, right? Judging by the effect, it's at least small success mastery. Impressive. Worthy of a battlefield martial art. She's using an ordinary spear too, not even combat gear... Your newcomer is impressive." Long Yuan and the others instantly realized Xiao Rong was no ordinary person. Spear practitioners were rare to begin with. The Thousand Army Spear Technique might be a basic spear art, but it was a battlefield martial art. Only the military could exchange for it.

Schools didn't have this kind of basic martial art.

"Probably another 'young master,' huh?" The veteran chuckled.

"Except this one seems to actually be here for real training." The group nodded. That seemed likely. Finally, they looked toward Wang Xian's position. Wang Xian drew a short blade. Facing the sky full of blood bees, he stood on the train, unhurried and calm. His hand wasn't fast. His blade wasn't dull. One blood bee came, he killed one. Two came, he killed both. His killing speed was slow, and he didn't use any martial arts. It felt ordinary, yet somehow indescribable. Long Yuan frowned slightly.

"His blade technique level is pretty high."

"How high?" the veteran asked.

"Hard to say."

"Third stage." The slipper-wearing captain's gaze sharpened.

"Quite impressive. His fundamentals are that solid."

"I'm only third stage?" Long Yuan blinked.

"No wonder I couldn't gauge it..." Same level as me, of course I couldn't read him accurately. Time passed. After three rounds of Sweep Through a Thousand Troops, Xiao Rong had killed over 60 blood bees. She returned to the carriage fairly satisfied, clutching her arm.

"Two stings. No strength left, origin force drained."

"Not bad, right?" She didn't hear praise. Instead, the entire carriage was crowded at the window, expressions grave. Even A Bing, who'd been lying down, had stuck half his head out, eyes wide. What's going on? She walked to the window and looked outside. Her breath caught. The newcomer called Wang Feng still stood in the same spot. Blood bees fell like rain. Yet his short blade danced into an umbrella, fierce blade aura slicing through the edge, cutting every approaching blood bee with incomparable precision.

More than that. Every blood bee was bisected exactly at the center of its waist. Precise and elegant. At this moment, Wang Xian was immersed in cultivating his secret skill. The memory crystal fused rapidly with his neurons. With every blood bee killed, his understanding of this beast's body structure deepened. Experience surged. Killing blood bees alone, even a thousand, wouldn't bring Butcher's Beast Dissection to perfected mastery. Progress from killing the same beast type decreased with each kill.

But quantity still brought change. At minimum, through the memory crystal's fusion with his neurons, Wang Xian could sense the secret skill's cultivation progress. Butcher's Beast Dissection progress depended on the types and numbers of beasts killed.

"Kill 200... the memory crystal should fuse about 3 percent..."

"After that, it'll be hard to increase..."

"Can't miss a single one." The count climbed. The short blade in Wang Xian's hand gradually stained crimson. Threads of subtle energy seeped from the blood bee corpses.

"The spirit sha in these blood bees is too thin..."

"Two hundred probably aren't even worth a few breaths in that Wind King Falcon disaster zone..." But having some was good enough. Spirit sha, as cosmic energy, was extremely hard to replenish. Wang Xian had never used the spirit sha in his single cultivated divine meridian for precisely this reason. Without replenishment, once used, it was gone. Spirit sha could multiply martial art power several times over. Among current Blue Star warriors, it held absolute dominance. The ultimate trump card.

Now that he could absorb a little, he would. It was thin enough that others couldn't detect it anyway. After killing over 100, the short blade in Wang Xian's hand slowed slightly. About 100 blood bees remained. The squads prepared to climb up and finish the job. The black-clad captain shouted:"Brother, that's enough! Let us handle the rest..."

"We'll help you!" Wang Xian immediately bellowed:"Don't come up!" Don't steal my experience packs! He swung Wind and Rain Obscured. The blood-stained blade transformed into a sky of blade shadows like clustered stars, instantly slaughtering the remaining 100 blood bees! As if afraid someone might snatch even one. Mangled limbs scattered across the ground in a circle around him. Inside the carriage. The black-clad captain and slipper-wearing captain stared at Long Yuan and the others with strange expressions.

"Come on, bros..."

"This is too much!" The black-clad captain pointed at the completely unharmed Wang Xian, mouth twitching.

"You call this a newcomer?" Long Yuan: "......" The veteran: "......" The buzz-cut guy: "......" The twin-tailed girl: "......" We don't know either! It's what the club said! ➤ Next: White Bone Forest, Weeping Blood Pool, Progress Skyrockets