Dominating Martial King
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362: Chapter 224 The Shame of Men (Subscription Requested) 362: Chapter 224 The Shame of Men (Subscription Requested) Three days later, Chu Xisheng began to regret not being ruthless enough to directly kill Mad Blade Wang Ming.

This person, as expected, did not stay away but instead followed closely behind all the way.

Relying on his Method of Nihility, he either hid near the official ship or directly lurked on the ship, spying on Chu Xisheng’s every move.

Every time Chu Xisheng showed signs of relaxation, Wang Ming would launch a stealth attack, unexpectedly swinging his blade at his hair.

This guy seemed to have a grudge against his hair, insisting on shaving his head bald.

In just three days, Wang Ming launched a crazy one hundred and seventy-six attacks.

A whole one hundred and seventy-six times!

He attacked almost every one to two minutes.

Chu Xisheng was annoyed and impatient, wishing he could catch Mad Blade Wang Ming, bind him tightly to the mast, and beat him severely.

Just like how Zuo Qingyun tortured Hundred Households Zhang Ming every day, tormenting him to death.

The problem was that Wang Ming’s Escape Technique and Method of Nihility were both truly exceptional.

As long as he missed his target with one strike, he would never linger in battle.

Relying on his special dharma gate, he would quickly escape, giving Chu Xisheng no chance to counterattack.

When he began to hide and lurk, he was simply untraceable.

Chu Xisheng was helpless and could only stay alert, always on guard.

Even when he was meditating in his dreams at night, he kept a knife in hand, holding a bit of caution.

However, whenever he fell asleep, Mad Blade Wang Ming would quiet down, never showing up to launch an attack.

After three days of this situation, Chu Xisheng found that his ability of Divine Knowledge became increasingly sensitive.

Under the frequent attacks from Wang Ming, his sensitivity and predictive abilities toward his surroundings greatly increased.

Seeing the beginning, knowing the end, understanding the hidden, Chu Xisheng could, from the changes in his surroundings—such as the disturbance in Spiritual Power, the vibration of the air, and the change of light and shadow—predict beforehand what would happen.

By midday on the fourth day, even Zuo Qingyun could not stand it anymore.

After yet another failed stealth attack by Wang Ming, Zuo Qingyun said helplessly: “How many times has it been now?

One hundred seventy-six or one hundred seventy-seven?

Is this guy ever going to stop?

I finally know why he is called Mad Blade!

It turns out not only is he mad himself, but he can also drive others crazy.”

He turned to look at Du Yunlai sitting on the side of the ship, and Zuo Tianlu accompanying Du Yunlai fishing.

“You guys shouldn’t just sit there, help think of a way!

We must help Xisheng catch this Wang Ming.”

Du Yunlai laughed upon hearing this and continued fishing.

Zuo Tianlu said leisurely: “Little Chu is not in a hurry, so why are you?”

If Chu Xisheng were truly annoyed, he would have asked them for help long ago.

That Mad Blade Wang Ming indeed treated Little Chu as a whetstone.

But wasn’t Little Chu doing the same?

Everyone could see that Chu Xisheng was becoming more and more composed in dealing with Wang Ming’s attacks, handling them with increasing ease.

Just now, when Wang Ming swung his blade, Chu Xisheng merely shifted his body slightly, causing Wang Ming’s attack to nearly succeed.

Instead, Chu Xisheng’s preemptive counterattack had once again sent Wang Ming tumbling off the official ship, almost falling into the river.

Zuo Qingyun thought to himself that he wouldn’t have minded, but Wang Ming’s actions disturbed him as well.

He looked helplessly at the eight-immortal table in front of him.

On this table, originally set with a feast he spent two hundred taels of Demon Silver to arrange, now lay in chaos due to another brief clash between Chu Xisheng and Wang Ming, food and drink spilled everywhere.

This was a farewell banquet he had prepared.

Their official ship was already very close to the Capital City, with less than an hour of sailing left.

Once they entered the Capital, he and his son would be escorted to the Heavenly Prison outside the Palace City for incarceration.

Originally, Zuo Qingyun wanted to have a good drink with Chu Xisheng before parting.

After all, once they parted, who knew when they would meet again.

Now, because of Wang Ming, a table of fine food and drink had been wasted like this.

He had many feelings of sentiment and farewell he wanted to express to Chu Xisheng, but now all those feelings were disrupted by Wang Ming.

Zuo Qingyun could only wave his hand and instruct the servants: “Clean up the stuff and throw it into the river to feed the fish.”

Just as he finished his sentence, Zuo Qingyun’s expression changed slightly as he looked towards the west of the river.

There, a looming giant city gradually came into Zuo Qingyun’s view.

That was Daning’s Capital—Wang’an City!

Chu Xisheng also looked steadily ahead, with a flicker in his eyes.

This was the second time he saw this grand and magnificent city.

In the past, when Chu Xisheng escaped from Qin Muge’s Dominating Martial King’s Tomb, he was deeply shocked by this indescribably majestic giant city.

Seeing the city again today, he still felt his heart stir.

The visual impact of this giant city far surpassed that of modern metropolises.

This was a city with walls as high as one hundred and twenty zhang.

This was Wang’an City of Daning—built on the ruins of the old capital one thousand years ago by the Grand Ancestor of Daning, who mobilized four million seven hundred thousand Martial Cultivators.

It stretched forty li from north to south, and about thirty-five li wide, with seven rivers within the city capable of sustaining millions of residents.

Around it was a city wall with a circumference of over one hundred fifty li, built entirely from massive Green Crystal Stones.

The wall’s cross-section was triangular, with the lower section being as thick as sixty zhang, and the pathways on top were as wide as thirteen zhang, able to accommodate twenty carriages side by side.

The city walls on all four sides were uniformly one hundred and twenty zhang high, matching the height of the Northern Giant Stone Great Wall.