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Chapter 304 - 305: The Eight Great Warriors of the Martial Department

Chapter 304: Chapter 305: The Eight Great Warriors of the Martial Department

"I never imagined in my lifetime I’d actually get to witness the elegance of the eight greats of the Martial Department!"

"Before the Martial King took charge of the Martial Department, their eight names were already renowned throughout Capital City, each one a fierce character!"

"Truly looking forward to it!" Many onlookers, powerhouses at the sealing-king level of the Martial Department, had eyes filled with anticipation, whereas the ordinary elders of the Martial Department were even more excited.

To witness the eight greats of the Martial Department in action, one would have no regrets in this life!

It happened in a blink; a one-legged expert made the first move.

"Heaven’s Wounded Leg Technique!"

Leaping up with his one leg, his body soared tens of meters into the air, and the residual leg gathered tremendous power, striking out at Ye Wudao like a bolt of lightning.

"He is the impaired-foot elder among the eight greats of the Martial Department. Although he ranks towards the bottom, that sole leg of his is extremely formidable. He once kicked a fifth-rank sealing-king powerhouse to death, causing quite a stir!" Many eagerly watching Martial Department powerhouses exclaimed excitedly.

"Meet your end!" the man with the impaired foot roared furiously.

Bang!

A violent sound erupted, and where Ye Wudao stood, a gigantic crater instantly appeared, as if bombarded by artillery fire, and it was several meters deep.

"He should be dead, right?"

"The power of that kick, I feel even three lives wouldn’t be enough..." A second-rank sealing-king powerhouse of the Martial Department said, trembling.

Something’s not right!

The man’s expression changed suddenly, and then, a figure appeared above his head—it was Ye Wudao.

"Cripple, you think you’re the only one who can use leg techniques?" Ye Wudao sneered coldly, lifting his left leg over his head and fiercely bringing it down, like a thunderous battle-ax.

"Battle-ax Leg Technique!"

No good!

The man’s expression changed, wanting to defend, but it was already too late!

Bang!

Ye Wudao’s leg, like a battle-ax, struck the body of the cripple viciously.

"Ah!" The cripple let out a wail of agony, his body flying backward like a kite with its string cut, crashing heavily to the ground, spitting out blood.

The whole place was in an uproar!

"My God, the elder with the impaired foot actually lost!"

"Defeated by Ye Wudao in the same manner!"

"This is so incredible..." All the sealing-king level powerhouses of the Martial Department took a deep breath, in disbelief.

The eight greats of the Martial Department exchanged glances with each other, all in shock.

"Didn’t expect the impaired foot to actually lose!"

"Shameful creature!" A rich man holding an abacus said with disdain.

"Let me take on this kid!" Just at that moment, a burly man with a stature like a tower walked out, his whole body’s muscles well-developed, his twelve-pack abs looking as though they were cast from steel.

"It’s Iron Fist from the eight greats of the Martial Department!"

"Iron Fist’s punches are like cannonballs!"

"Rumor has it that Iron Fist loves to punch mountains while cultivating; he once flattened a small hill with his fists alone!" Many eyes lit up with excitement as they watched the burly man, Iron Fist.

Clearly, Iron Fist’s strength was above that of the cripple.

"Ye Wudao, taste the power of my iron fist!" As Iron Fist spoke, his whole body’s aura burst forth wildly, like a beast from the wilderness, sending a lethal punch toward Ye Wudao.

"Iron Bone Fist!"

This punch was enormously powerful and heavy, carrying all of Iron Fist’s power, enough to severely injure a fifth-rank sealing-king powerhouse!

Bang!

Ye Wudao’s body went flying and slammed into a pillar, breaking it completely.

"As expected of Iron Fist, truly formidable!"

"With a punch like a cannonball, it’s just extraordinary!" Everyone was visibly excited.

"Haha, Ye Wudao, how do you like the power of my fist?" Iron Fist looked at Ye Wudao in the distance with a proud expression, showing the confidence of one holding a winning ticket.

Ye Wudao slowly got up from the ground, dusted off the dust from his clothes, and said coolly, "For killing, it’s a bit lacking; but for a massage, you’ve got quite the hand. If you opened a massage parlor, you’d probably make a fortune!"

Whoosh!

Everyone’s mouths dropped open, stunned.

"Actually criticizing Iron Fist’s power as insufficient!"

"And suggesting Iron Fist should go into massage!"

Humiliation!

Utmost humiliation!

Iron Fist was clearly enraged completely by Ye Wudao, like an infuriated male lion, his teeth grinding fiercely; "Ye Wudao, you’re too arrogant, I’m going to kill you!"

Saying so, Iron Fist concentrated all his strength into his fist.

"Iron Cannon Fist!"

This punch, carrying the lifelong strength of Iron Fist, was like a heavy metal cannonball, capable of killing an ordinary fifth-rank king-level powerhouse.

"Iron Fist is desperate!"

"This punch is not simple!" said the blind man, the fat man holding the abacus, and others, mocking with their comments.

"You think only your fists are tough? My fist is even harder!" Ye Wudao roared and True Qi billowed around his fist; "Dragon Collapse Fist!"

Boom!

A loud roar echoed.

Two terrifying forces collided madly, creating a powerful shockwave.

Aside from the king-level powerhouses and a few top-tier marquis-level elites, other people at the scene were forced dozens of meters back by the horrendous shockwave.

"What a terrifying shockwave!"

"This is astonishing!" many exclaimed in shock.

The scene shifted back to Iron Fist.

Veins bulged on Iron Fist’s forehead as he exerted the strength of nine bulls and two tigers, yet he still could not hold back the terrifying power of Ye Wudao’s punch.

The power revealed by Ye Wudao’s fist could crush anything, utterly domineering!

"Ah!" Iron Fist let out a wailing cry as his body was flung away, crashing to the ground in a sorry state, spitting out fresh blood.

Trembling, he lifted his right hand, finding his prideful fist completely crushed beyond repair, blood streaming down, beyond recovery!

"I, I’ve lost!" Iron Fist said with a bitter smile. Losing this fist in a battle against Ye Wudao, his strength was greatly reduced.

Hiss!

The entire venue drew a sharp breath!

"Even Iron Fist, who was most proud of his fist, has lost!"

"Ye Wudao mercilessly destroyed him using Iron Fist’s own method!"

"First, it was the crippled leg, now the Iron Fist, who can stop Ye Wudao?" many wondered in their hearts.

A veteran third-rank king-level powerhouse sneered; "What’s the panic, the strongest Blind Man and Boss Jin haven’t made a move yet!"

Right!

All eyes turned to the blind man holding an umbrella and the rich man with the abacus.

These two were the strongest existences among the Martial Department’s mighty eight!

Stronger than the other six by a whole class!

"Old Blind Man, looks like I have to take action!" said the fat man holding the abacus with a smile, nicknamed Boss Jin, who managed the Martial Department’s finances.

"Hehe, you this so-called God of Wealth of the Martial Department, you’ve earned too much money. Your net worth is almost a hundred billion now, can you still handle it?" the old blind man mocked.

"Exactly, God of Wealth, if you can’t handle it, let us take over!" the rest of the Martial Department’s mighty eight teased with laughter.

"Nonsense! Every penny I’ve earned belongs to the Martial King! I’m just managing it on his behalf!" Boss Jin said, as he approached Ye Wudao with the abacus in hand, speaking indifferently; "Young man, you have good talent. I don’t want to kill you! It’s not too late to surrender now!"

"You think you can kill me with just an old abacus?" Ye Wudao mocked.

"Ignorant!" Boss Jin placed his hand on the abacus, and suddenly his aura changed as he flicked an abacus bead fiercely.

Bang!

An abacus bead hit Ye Wudao like a bullet.

Splurt!

Ye Wudao looked down to see a wound on his arm, with an abacus bead embedded inside, his eyes showing a hint of surprise; "This move, I’ve never seen before!"

"Ye Wudao, I’ll show you some ruthless moves!" Boss Jin gripped his abacus, and with a low shout, "Seven Stars in a Row!"

In an instant, seven beads lined up, shooting towards Ye Wudao like lightning.

Bang!

Bang!

Seven consecutive sounds rang out.

Ye Wudao’s body now had seven wounds!

"This doesn’t seem to have much killing power though!"

"Right, can abacus beads kill someone?"

"I think the shopkeeper is all talk, his strength not even matching Iron Fist and the Cripple!" Many Martial Department experts doubted, while ordinary department members also discussed among themselves.

"That’s it?" Ye Wudao was about to lift his hand when he suddenly found his movements stiff.

"Kid, with Seven Stars in a Row, I’ve sealed seven acupuncture points inside your body! You can no longer use your True Qi!" Boss Jin’s words turned sharp as he smiled; "Plus, each of my abacus beads contains a small charge of explosive, not just you, even a sixth-rank king-level powerhouse is doomed!"

What?

Ye Wudao’s face changed.

With pride, Boss Jin declared; "Explode!"

Boom!

An earth-shattering explosion resounded, Ye Wudao’s body exploded instantly, and a huge plume of black smoke rose around him.