Having children earns benefit, start competing for dominance in the world by marrying a wife - Chapter 67

Chapter 67: The Era of the Martial Artist is Coming to an End_1

Translator: 549690339

When Qin Yushan and Zhou Hanwen crossed hands, several Ninth Grade Martial Artists of the Brocade Guard were not idle either. With the help of hand grenades, they quickly dispatched all the assassins from Blood Moon Tower.

Now only Zhou Hanwen, the Tower Master of Blood Moon Tower, remained.

At this moment, Lu Chen leaped down from the rooftop and walked over to sit on top of the flowerbed at the Training Ground, simply watching the battle between Zhou Hanwen and Qin Yushan.

A Jinyiwei Commander approached Lu Chen and asked, “Prince, aren’t we going to take action?”

Lu Chen immediately raised his hand and waved it, then said, “No need. I want to see what a battle between Grandmasters looks like.”

Lu Chen had never seen a Grandmaster’s battle and, therefore, did not know the extent of a Grandmaster’s strength.

By witnessing a battle between Grandmasters with his own eyes, he would be better able to assess the combat strength of a Grandmaster and decide whether modern weapons could effortlessly take down a Grandmaster.

It was certain there would be Martial Artists of the Master Realm among the Barbarian Tribe’s Cavalry, and probably more than one. Knowing the combat strength of a Grandmaster in advance would allow him to prepare thoroughly.

At this time, Qin Yushan, holding his blade, pressed down on Zhou Hanwen with a cleaving attack, forcing Zhou Hanwen to dodge, completely unable to counterattack.

Zhou Hanwen felt his arms constantly trembling. The might of the Blood Demon Mad Blade, once renowned in the jianghu, was indeed not to be taken lightly. A slight mistake on his part, and he could very well lose his life.

At this moment, Zhou Hanwen caught sight of Lu Chen in the distance.

Though he had never met Lu Chen, the respectful attitude of the Brocade Guards around him allowed Zhou Hanwen to guess Lu Chen’s identity.

Zhou Hanwen finally came to his senses, realizing that it hadn’t been the North Prince who had entered the Hundred Flowers Tower earlier. The elegant young man not far away was the real North Prince.

From the very beginning, their Blood Moon Tower had been played!

With that thought, Zhou Hanwen’s heart burned with rage, but at the moment, he was helpless.

He was being suppressed by Qin Yushan, and even escape was problematic, let alone taking the North Prince’s life under these conditions.

Could it be that he would truly fall at the hands of this bratty kid today?

Thinking this, Zhou Hanwen’s heart was filled with unwillingness.

Since he took over as the Tower Master of Blood Moon Tower, assassination missions had rarely failed, especially those he personally took part in, which had a hundred percent success rate.

Who could have thought that today he would fall into the trap set by a prince who was ostensibly a good-for-nothing.

The more Zhou Hanwen thought about it, the angrier he became, and the skill inside his body began to circulate wildly. The next moment, a reddish blood energy faintly appeared around Zhou Hanwen’s body.

Seeing this scene, Qin Yushan’s eyebrows furrowed.

Zhou Hanwen waved his fan, and countless flying needles shot out. Qin Yushan quickly retreated a few steps and used his blade to block the needles.

However, Zhou Hanwen had no intention of escaping. The moment he shot out all his flying needles, he charged straight towards Lu Chen not far away.

Seeing this, Qin Yushan’s face turned pale.

“Not good! Prince, get out of the way!”

With a roar-like voice, Zhou Hanwen shouted, “Brat, if you want to kill me, then you’ll have to accompany me in death!”

Upon hearing this, Lu Chen cracked a slight smile and did not move.

This was the best time to test the firearms.

A Grandmaster, no less an one who had used the Blood Ignition Skill and protected by Gang Qi.

He wanted to see if the Barrett’s bullets could penetrate his body.

With that thought, Lu Chen casually lifted his hand, and the long Barrett appeared in his grasp, the dark muzzle aimed straight at Zhou Hanwen’s chest.

Zhou Hanwen was stunned by the sudden appearance of the stick-like weapon in Lu Chen’s hand.

The weapon in Lu Chen’s hand had appeared out of nowhere, a sight that would surprise anyone; even Qin Yushan and his fellow Brocade Guards were momentarily taken aback.

Is this some kind of magic trick?

Where did such a long weapon come from?

Though momentarily stunned by Lu Chen’s actions, Zhou Hanwen’s body did not stop.

As Zhou Hanwen was about to reach Lu Chen, he mocked, “You think a stick can stop me? How little you must think of me!”

During his speech, Zhou Hanwen prepared to end Lu Chen’s life.

However, what he had imagined did not occur.

The next moment, a loud bang resounded.

Gang Qi…

Lu Chen’s shoulders shrugged slightly backward, even though he was now a Ninth Grade Martial Artist, lifting the Barrett to snipe still caused significant recoil.

Fortunately, his aim was spot-on, and at such a close range, even a blind man could have hit the target with his eyes closed.

The bullet traveled exceedingly fast, and even a Grandmaster like Zhou Hanwen couldn’t dodge it.

Still, a Grandmaster was different from ordinary Martial Artists. The moment the bullet left the chamber, Zhou Hanwen’s eyes clearly saw a black dot flying out from the tip of that strange stick.

Zhou Hanwen thought it was a hidden weapon and planned to block it with his fan.

However…

The moment Zhou Hanwen swung his fan, the Barrett bullet instantly penetrated his iron fan, then his Protective Gang Qi, and went straight through his chest.

The instant the bullet pierced through Zhou Hanwen’s body, he lost all sensation of pain, but he could feel that something had penetrated him.

Zhou Hanwen couldn’t believe it as he looked down slightly to find a bloody hole in his chest; his pupils shrank, and his expression turned to one of shock and disbelief.

He could not fathom how, as a Grandmaster and even with Protective Gang Qi, any hidden weapon could penetrate his body.

And that not even his iron fan could stop it…

Soon, Zhou Hanwen’s consciousness began to blur, and his body followed by collapsing.

Seeing the bloody hole in Zhou Hanwen’s chest, Qin Yushan from afar took a sharp intake of breath and couldn’t help but exclaim, “It seems the era belonging to the Martial Artists is coming to an end.”

Qin Yushan had become a Jinyiwei Guard for certain reasons, but he himself did not know Lu Chen had such a powerful weapon; he only knew that Lu Chen was the master they had to follow.

After seeing the damage dealt by the weapon in Lu Chen’s hand, he gradually understood why Lu Chen had become the master of the Jinyiwei Guard.

Because this young man was destined to stand at the pinnacle of this world, looking down upon everything!

At the same time.

Mu Changtian, after learning from Wang Qingci that the assassins from Blood Moon Tower had gone to the Prince’s Mansion, immediately returned there with Chu Yuqin.

On the way, Mu Changtian saw Chu Yuqin’s unconcerned demeanor and curiously asked, “Madam Chu, aren’t you worried at all that something might happen to the North Prince?”

Chu Yuqin retorted, “Does General Mu wish to see the Prince in trouble?”

Mu Changtian quickly responded, “That’s not it at all, I’m just worried the Blood Moon Tower’s assassins might hurt the Prince.”

Mu Changtian had only just arrived in North City, and if the North Prince were to suffer any mishap, it would not bode well for his family, making him the most concerned about Lu Chen’s safety.

Seeing how calm Madam Chu was, a hint of curiosity arose in Mu Changtian’s mind. Was the North Prince Mansion truly so powerful that facing a Grandmaster and a full force mobilization from Blood Moon Tower, they remained completely unfazed?

It wasn’t long before Mu Changtian and Chu Yuqin returned to the Prince’s Mansion.

Mu Changtian quickly entered the Prince’s Mansion with the intent to help defend against the assassins from Blood Moon Tower, only to discover upon his arrival, a multitude of dead bodies clad in black – the assassins of the Tower.

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