Chapter 75.2: Zhang Tianwu Swept Across the Heroes; Zhuang Shisan Appears in the Night (II)

Zhang Tianwu drew in a steady breath and let his gaze sweep across the gathered martial artists. Then, he let out a cold laugh and said, “Yes, the Four-Eyed Toad is indeed in my hands. But do any of you deserve it?”

Zhang Tianwu’s voice echoed through the hall, leaving everyone in disbelief.

Has Zhang Tianwu gone mad?

“What do you mean?”

“Zhang Tianwu, have you lost your mind? You’re surrounded by elite martial artists. I suggest you get a grip and hand over the Four-Eyed Toad, now!”

Many martial artists flashed vicious looks. Whether Zhang Tianwu had truly lost his mind or was only putting on an act, he still had to hand over the Four-Eyed Toad.

“Chief Zhang, you…”

Even the gang members were baffled. Why would he admit to it now, at a time like this? If word spread, the gang would know no peace from this day onward.

Woosh!

Amid the curses and confusion, a saber streaked silently toward Zhang Tianwu. Those who noticed it only saw a faint flash. Zhang Tianwu himself only sensed it when the blade was about to pierce his throat.

It’s Li Huan’s flying saber!

Li Huan’s flying sabers strike without a sound. He never misses his target.

Zhang Tianwu must have some kind of ace up his sleeve, otherwise he wouldn’t have admitted to having the Four-Eyed toad. Yet Li Huan never followed the ordinary path. He gave Zhang Tianwu no chance to use any trump card and went straight for the kill.

Zhang Tianwu is finished. Once he is dead, we’ll see who ends up with the Four-Eyed Toad.

A flurry of thoughts raced through many minds. Li Huan’s flying sabers always struck true. To everyone present, Zhang Tianwu was already a dead man.

However, Zhang Tianwu’s lips curled into a grin.

Clang!

In the next instant, he lifted two fingers with lightning speed and caught the saber just shy of his neck.

Everyone’s eyes widened. How was it possible to stop Li Huan’s unstoppable saber, and with just two fingers?! Not even Organ Refinement experts would be able to parry like that.

Crack!

With a slight pinch, the blade snapped, fragments dropping to the ground with a crisp sound that echoed in Li Huan’s mind. He was in complete disbelief. His flying saber—a hundred times more refined than a normal sword, enhanced with special materials—had snapped like a twig.

Zhang Tianwu rose and slowly approached the crowd. “Flysaber Li Huan, is that all you’ve got?”

Following that, his gaze fell on Zhao Yuanba, who in turn snorted at him.

“Hmph! Catch my cauldron!”

Zhao Yuanba lifted the massive cauldron, which weighed thousands of jun, and hurled it with all his might. Anyone who got grazed by this flying cauldron would be seriously injured, and a direct hit meant certain death.

And yet, Zhang Tianwu merely lifted his hand and gently stopped the cauldron with his palm, as though catching a paper lantern drifting down.

“Zhao Yuanba, you’re known for handling cauldrons effortlessly, right? Let’s see if you can catch this,” Zhang Tianwu said with a cold, lopsided grin.

With that, he violently hurled the cauldron back. It whistled through the air and reached Zhao Yuanba in an instant. Zhao Yuanba held his position, confidently holding out his hands to catch the cauldron—but then, his expression suddenly twisted.

A terrifying force crashed down on him like a collapsing mountain.

“Ghaaa—”

The heavy cauldron shattered both his arms and crushed him. He was sent spinning through the air, slamming onto the ground with a heavy thud. He was motionless.

Just like that, Zhao Yuanba had been killed by the very thing he excelled at.

The onlookers stared at one another in disbelief. Now they were certain something was wrong. How could Zhang Tianwu be this strong? Could Organ Refinement martial artists truly possess such power? They knew the Blackwater Gang well enough; Zhang Tianwu had been only an Organ Refinement martial artist with little fame, and yet he had made short work of Li Huan and Zhao Yuanba.

Indeed, something was terribly wrong.

“Is that all?” Zhang Tianwu shook his head and continued forward. As he advanced, the Organ Refinement experts retreated a few steps. Now, they were clearly afraid of him.

“Divine Strength…” Li Huan muttered in disbelief. “Could it be… You advanced to the Divine Strength Realm?”

Li Huan knew very well the power of his own flying sabers. So the fact that Zhang Tianwu had effortlessly caught his saber, and had killed Zhao Yuanba with his own cauldron, could only mean one thing. This was not just his innate divine strength.

“Zhang Tianwu has reached the Divine Strength Realm? Impossible!”

“How on earth…”

“Does this mean he’s already consumed the Four-Eyed Toad?”

“That’s… plausible enough.”

All gazes were fixed on Zhang Tianwu. The Four-Eyed Toad could greatly strengthen the body, grant immunity to a myriad of poisons, and aid in advancing to the Divine Strength Realm. It was very plausible that he had used the toad to reach the Divine Strength Realm.

“Sharp as ever, Li Huan. You’ve realized that I’ve advanced to the Divine Strength Realm. Ugh, I was hoping I wouldn’t have to reveal myself so soon, since I haven’t yet wiped out all forces in Yan City, but you guys have forced my hand. Anyhow, since you all seem to have a death wish, consider it granted!”

Whooshhh!

In that instant, Zhang Tianwu stomped hard on the ground and leapt toward Li Huan.

Li Huan sent forth three sabers, almost on instinct.

Whizz, whizz, whizz!

The flying blades spread enough to cut off all of Zhang Tianwu’s paths, yet he simply flicked his fingers, his expression unconcerned.

Clang, clang, clang!

With a crisp metallic sound, all three sabers burst apart against Zhang Tianwu’s parry and fell to the floor in fragments.

At the same time, Zhang Tianwu’s blood qi surged forth and fell to the floor in fragments. The terrifying pressure crashed into Li Huan, leaving him trembling and immobilized.

“You…”

That was all that came out of Li Huan’s mouth.

BANG!

Zhang Tianwu’s punch obliterated Li Huan’s skull. Blood burst in all directions, and a nauseating stench quickly filled the hall. His vicious gaze swept across the other Organ Refinement martial artists. Having witnessed what a Divine Strength martial artist could do, none of them could move an inch.

“You sorry excuses for martial artists,” Zhang Tianwu sneered. “You pitiful things dare pursue the Four-Eyed Toad?”

“Ch-Chief… So you’ve really consumed the Four-Eyed Toad?” a hall master asked in a trembling voice.

“Indeed, I have. But the rumours are also true, for I do have a Four-Eyed Toad. After all, who said there was only one?”

For a moment, everyone stood frozen. Even if there was a pair, who could seize the Four-Eyed Toad from a Divine Strength martial artist? Anyone who tried would just end up like Zhao Yuanba and Li Huan.

With everyone trembling in place, an unfamiliar voice drifted in from outside the hall. “So there really is a Four-Eyed Toad? Good. That means I haven’t come here for nothing.”

With that voice, a burly man stepped from the night and approached one step at a time. Many turned their heads, taken aback by this new presence. Who was mad enough to provoke a Divine Strength martial artist?

“Who are you?” Zhang Tianwu narrowed his eyes.

The burly man stared straight at him, ignoring everyone else.

“My greetings to you. I am Zhuang Shisan of Nanyang!”

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