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Chapter 85 Slaughter 2
But Fu Que was incredibly shrewd. This time, it was his advantage again. The battle lines of both sides pressed directly towards the demon army. A demon soldier with green eyes couldn't dodge in time and was sliced into a platter by Fu Que's frenzied double sword strikes.
If the bear's fists are an unstoppable rhinoceros, then Fu Que's twin blades are a hunting eagle and a leaping fish.
In his hands, the 3324 sword techniques collected from the Great Zhao Armory were fierce and unpredictable, like a rolling storm, swift and sharp, constantly devouring the bear's body that was not covered by heavy armor, tearing off piece after piece of flesh.
"Click."
The iron fist and the long blade grazed each other, sparks flying.
Iron plates from the heavy armor cracked and flew out, and the long sword, full of nicks, pierced through the bear's shoulder armor, tearing away a large piece of flesh from its side. The tip of the blade emerged, but the bear seemed oblivious, its dim yellow eyes filled with a mad, bloodthirsty intent.
"Click."
The long sword was twisted in half by the muscles, the broken edge was jagged, and the long sword that was just rolling like a storm came to an abrupt stop, leaving only half of the hilt.
"die!"
The bear roared and swung its fists, uttering human words for the first time. At that moment, the joy of defeating a powerful enemy drove it almost mad, as if something was flowing through its body.
In the darkness, he seemed to hear the sound of a waterfall cascading down.
At least a dozen jets of blood gushed from its body. Thanks to the demon's powerful physique, the wounds that had stopped bleeding had completely burst open at some point, especially the Embroidered Spring Blade still sticking out of its neck, from which a huge amount of blood sprayed.
The bear, as if it had just been pulled from a pool of blood, stared in disbelief. With a thud, it collapsed heavily to the ground, never knowing what had happened to it until its death.
Fu Que's vision went black. He struggled to retreat, using the last bit of energy he had left to retract his Embroidered Spring Blade. With a surge of energy, he forced back the onrushing enemy horde. Ignoring the dizziness and throbbing in his head, he moved towards the Tiger Cavalry Allied Forces.
Peng Chi's black armor was covered in blood and bits of flesh. Although the Tiger Cavalry Commander looked exhausted, his eyes lit up when he saw Fu Que kill the demon leader guarding the mountain peak. He shouted, "Well done! The demon general has been beheaded. Why don't you surrender? Those who surrender will not be killed!"
"Those who surrender will not be killed! Those who surrender will not be killed!"
Killing the rampaging bear invigorated the surrounding Tiger Cavalry soldiers, who cheered in unison.
"The king is dead! The king is dead! The king has been killed by humans!"
A piercing scream came from somewhere, and the collapse of the battle began in a small corner, about to spread.
The demon soldier who screamed was beheaded. The Yu family members guarding the stronghold, their eyes bloodshot, roared, "The King has ordered us to retreat to the cave! The King has ordered us to retreat to the cave!"
Peng Chi snorted coldly, cursing under his breath for their stubborn resistance. The Tiger Cavalry Allied Forces soldiers, in groups of eight, surrounded the mountaintop. They were well-prepared and caught off guard, and being an elite force, the outcome of this surprise attack was no longer in doubt.
Fu Que leaned against a large tree that had been burned down to just a charred stump, panting heavily.
It was as if a grand gong and drum performance had opened in his mind, with all the music and drums playing, making him dizzy and lightheaded. This was a side effect of overusing temporary special effects components, unlike other martial artists in this world who used elemental power to consume true energy.
Fu Que uses elemental power, which consumes something called focus, which is neither material nor formful, and is not a supernatural power in the strict sense.
It's more about focusing your attention, similar to concentrating on doing one thing and how long you can stick to it.
This wasn't something the painter told Fu Que; rather, it was something Fu Que figured out himself through frequent use of temporary elemental power, much like how he killed that bear that was like a tank.
It's not about using airflow to blow on the face in the usual sense, or violently cutting with sharp fragments, but rather about pouring it in. Taking advantage of the pervasive nature of airflow, it delivers fine particles through the wound into the bear's body.
Then it flows downstream, spreading through vigorous movement until it reaches the whole body, and then blocks important blood vessels.
This operation is far more difficult than simply blowing air into the face or performing traditional gas cutting.
Just like performing a precision surgery using modern medical conditions is vastly different from performing a precision surgery using a sterile medical environment with wrenches and pipe clamps.
Therefore, Fu Que's focus was exhausted after targeting only one monster, the bear, and without even lasting that long.
Although there was no reference, Fu Que felt that this way of using it was the right one for him. Wind, like water, is a kind of medium.
Fu Que used to find it ridiculous whenever he saw movies where people used water-based powers to violently open boxes, like water guns, water arrows, or water cannons.
Anything combined with water can be considered a trump card. For example, adding toxins or things that obstruct vision, or even just throwing in some debris to create a high-frequency oscillation to form a force field, would be much more effective than simply throwing water at someone.
Wind, or airflow, is similar to water in that it is essentially a medium. When combined with anything, it can produce a synergistic effect, and the effect is very strong. However, when used alone, it is ineffective, even more inefficient than trying to achieve twice the result with half the effort.
Fu Que's wind elemental power was temporary and had not been further enhanced. Therefore, in order to use the wind elemental power more precisely, he compensated by using his concentration.
After manipulating the airflow with such precision, he had essentially lost his ability to fight.
Eighty percent of his fighting strength was gone, so to be on the safe side, he did not participate in the final annihilation battle.
Despite his splitting headache, Fu Que continued his post-battle debriefing, recalling every detail of his battle with Xiong Pi. Only after confirming that nothing had been missed did he close his eyes to rest.
……
"Cease the attack!"
The fire had been burning for a long time, and seeing that no one was rushing out anymore, Chenming waved his hand and gave the order.
The free-flowing arrows and stone cannons quickly ceased, and on the open ground outside the demon's lair, many bound "people" knelt on the muddy ground softened by blood and water, their hair disheveled and their expressions filled with resentment.
"Once the cave is dug open and the smoke dissipates, have the brothers quickly enter the cave to collect the spoils. Note that you should take the high-value and valuable items. The Sun family will assist with this task."
After taking about half the value of the goods, we quickly stopped. This is ours and doesn't count as part of the spoils, understand?
Furthermore, everything else must be packed up and sealed away, without being touched, and transported back to the Tiger Cavalry's supply camp in the mountain stronghold.
Chenming beckoned over a three-striped dragon rider and whispered the order.
"clear!"
The dragon rider nodded.