Commanding Wind and Cloud Chapter 173

The eyelids of Warrick twitched hard as he threw out a punch with his left hand which had been hidden by his waist at the time. Seeing this, Qian Jin slightly bent his thighs like he was sitting or squatting and also threw out his left fist at the same time. Bones clashed together with muscles!

"What a fast response!" Warrick was surprised as he stared at Qian Jin while quickly moving backward as if he had four legs. How could his adversary react so fast even when his weapon was destroyed? It needed not only fighting talent but also real combat experience! Many people would hesitate under that kind of situation, but this young man hadn’t! Not even for a second!

The jaws of all the mercenaries and bandits almost dislocated while blankly looking at the storm-like attacks! None would them had expected that the veteran would have been suppressed like this by this young man out of nowhere! The Tenth Leader might have just lost his life if not for the fact that Qian Jin didn’t have a better weapon!

"Is this the true Qian Jin?" Fanta Kunge broke into a heavy sweat. How strong was Qian Jin? He was as powerful as a Level 9 Demon Fighter even though he wasn't a bloodline warrior!

Taking out a four-foot sword hidden in the tray of the carriage of hay, Zachery jumped onto a war horse. He stared at the battlefield and said, "How unfortunate that Qian Jin didn’t end that bandit leader just now! He may be in an unfavorable situation if they continue the duel! He has a bright future waiting for him and he absolutely cannot die here! His future belongs to the Torrent Battle Fort!"

Fanta Kunge subconsciously nodded and a trace of seriousness crept onto his face to meet the already existing dismay. "I’m afraid so! Warrick has been a Level 9 Demon-Fighter for a few years and may have reached the peck at worst! His warrior power is much stronger than Qian Jin’s in terms of quality and quantity! Prolonged battles are just about warrior power! Qian Jin will be on the losing side since he hasn't reached the peak yet... "

"More than that..." Zachery slightly shook his head, "Every bloodline warrior has his own special bloodline power and ability, so even if the finished tough iron has made no breakthrough after he reached the peak, the cycle of his warrior power must have been unparalleled!"

Fanta Kunge heavily nodded. Once a Demon-Fighter couldn’t make a breakthrough for a long time, he would definitely turn to other options to speed up his warrior power cycles! The faster the cycles were, the more devastating the power output would become!

"A Level 9 Demon Fighter is capable of 1280-2650 cycles! Warrick has at least reached 2650 cycles! Qian Jin should not have been his match since he hadn't reached the peak." Zachery talked to himself quietly on the back of the horse, "I’m afraid, he may be in a bit of trouble."

Fanta Kunge’s face grew momentarily darker! After pondering on warrior power for many years, the Zence Empire fighters had developed different applying methods and for those who could no longer break through the peaks, they had also found other ways to enhance their combat power and enhance their cycle speeds!

Because of profound studies of those aspects, the Fanta family was also deemed as the family that had the name of "gods of wars" by all the ordinary warriors!

"He is good!" Leaning on the horse buttocks, Duren Burg tutted: "How proficiently a bloodline warrior controls his bloodline power lies in how fast his starting speed is! He instantly started more than half of his power the second after the attack! It seems he has done a lot of hard work!"

On the battlefield, Warrick heaved violently while staring at Qian Jin at this break! In this short moment of eye contact, his heart was fulfilled with anxiety. This kid hadn't entered his twenties yet! And he wasn't even a bloodline warrior! How could he be a Level 9 Demon Fighter? But what frightened Warrick the most was the fact that although this young man was fighting alone, he felt like he had been dealing with dozens! What unbelievable combat ability was this?!

Warrick swallowed a mouthful saliva and took a deep breath! If he had not been used to those fierce and bloody scenes over the years, he would have been succumbed to Qian Jin's killing intent and ended up dead already!

Different emotions flared in the beautiful eyes of Hayen Brianna! Her white slender palms gently touched the sword hanging on the waist and said, "Warrick, what a tough fight! Seems you may need some help?"

"No need!"

The Tenth Leader wore a long face. He bitterly spat on the ground and secretly cursed that bitch, "If you really want to help, why not just come? Stand and shout like that? That was sarcastic!"

"Since you don’t need my help..." The woman said in a jest, "Then I’ll wait here, for your victory!"

The fighter gnashed his teeth and whispered to himself, "Sh*t! What a bitch! I don’t care if you have the Third Leader as your backer, or how fu*king ugly the face under the mask is, I’ll just throw you on my bed and do what I want when back to the headquarters!"

On hearing those words, a sense of coldness reflected from the black metal mask! The delicate fingers quickly clenched the hilt of her sword but soon loosened as if nothing had happened!

Warrick suddenly stiffened and cracked his backbones! His bloodline power bloomed to its full extent at this moment and the warrior power once again climbed to the real peak of a Level 9 Demon Fighter! He had long dumped the small half of the jagged blade! Loosening his shoulders, the tiger-like man stretched his arms while standing like a drill pipe! The little and ring fingers of each hand buckled inward, leaving the two index ones pointing straight forward! His arms moved up and down, back and forth.

The crowd was hit by an illusion as if the man in front of Qian Jin had turned into a mantis! The moving arms were like a pair of sharp scissors! Although there wasn't any shining coldness, the iron muscle was clamoring for a war as if saying that no matter you were hit by the hand or the arm, it would not be just a simple sting!

"He is actually capable of Bloodline Technique!" Duren Burg showed an undisguised envy: "And it is his exclusive technique. This is..."

"Terrifying!"Fanta Kunge continued in a gloomy face!

"Boy, I'll prick a thousand holes out of you and bleed you to death!"

A brutal smile showed up in Warrick’s curled lips! [Dividing Metal Multi-Chops], the most powerful strike of Iron-Arm Mantis Technique, could cut a steel plate without any difficulties! Although he was not capable of that, to slice some arm-thick trees were within the reach. It would perhaps take some effort if the opponent was wearing good armor. An ordinary one would be the same as if wearing none before the might of his technique.

In the most glorious era of iron arm mantis, the family had also been called Bloody Grim Reaper Bloodline. They wouldn't need any weapons to go onto the battlefield! Just by waving their metal-cutting arms, anywhere they passed there would be a flowing river of blood! Each one of them was like Death born out from a blood pool!

There was an exciting smile on Qian Jin’s face! The Iron-Arm Mantis Technique! Qian Jin had only seen a little simple introduction in books. It was said family technique was divided into five levels! The first level was [Dividing Metal Multi-Chops], the second [Break Water Rip Tides], the third [Crack Land], the fourth [Tear Ocean], and the highest was [Tear Sky]. Only the first generation had acquired the highest level! And this Warrick, it was hard to tell which level he was in. Did he carry some notes about his unique technique with him?

After spending two years in Four Seasons Valley, Qian Jin had learned everything but fighting techniques, even the [Supreme Wind and Cloud Power] bore no techniques. All he had got, he gained from unorthodox learning. But now came a perfect opportunity if he could study a little of the Iron-Arm Mantis Technique. At least, he could imitate the moves even though he wouldn't be able to use it to its greatest efficiency without any bloodline advantages.

Warrick became more confused! He had shown the Warrior Power of the peak and even declared his identity! Why hadn’t this kid exhibited any fear? Instead, he looked excited!

"Iron-Arm Mantis?" Qian Jin smiled! His right foot suddenly stepped on the ground, directly channeled out and raised his hand to punch against the opponent in the head!

Another fast attack! It was even faster than the previous ones! Warrick was outraged and confused! What was this fighting technique? Or he did not use any technique at all? What an insult! This fellow has it coming to him!

The Tenth Leader suddenly threw his screen sleeves, which completely covered his right hand and separated it from the outside world. With the rotation of his wrist, the curled right index finger climbed to Qian Jin’s wrist like a shuttling steel nail. A 'chirping' sound broke into the air due to the rapid impact!

It was the most insidious strike of [Dividing Metal Multi-Chops]! The invisible fatal move was hidden in the sleeve like a mantis rushing out of the hole with a deadly attack! No strike that was shot was wasted!

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