Chapter 9: The Gale Encounter

  After the fierce soldier threw down a few gold coins, he stood up and led the way out of the wine tower. The cold wind picked up Su Qingchen and followed behind the mercenary group. A hint of worry appeared on his cold face, while Su Qingchen, who was being carried, didn't consider anything else and just wanted to quickly finish off the roasted chicken in his hand.

  A few minutes later, when the crowd arrived at the entrance of the mercenary group, they saw two middle-aged men lying injured at the entrance. Hei Zi stepped forward and helped them up, roaring in anger: "Damn Skull Team, you dare to lay hands on us! It seems that you're tired of living!"

  "Hei Zi, after the Skull Mercenaries left, they beat us up and smashed some things before leaving. They also left a message behind." The injured man said with heavy breathing.

  Hei Zi, being a hot-headed person, became even more impatient in his rage and didn't wait for the middle-aged man on the ground to finish speaking before asking "What did they say?"

  A middle-aged man took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said "If you don't leave within three months, you will disappear forever."

  As soon as this was said, the atmosphere around became tense. Heizi let go of the middle-aged man and roared, "Damn it, I'll smash his skull to pieces!" Saying that, he ran westward directly.

  This time, no one stopped Hei Zi. Ji Bing led the way and followed Hei Zi. The entire mercenary group looked very angry, it seemed that the conflict between the Mercenary Group of the Wind and the Skull Mercenary Group was not just a day or two.

  Leng Feng gave Su Qingchen a sarcastic smile, "Hey kid, are you afraid? Are you daring enough to join in on the excitement?" As he spoke, he released his grip on Su Qingchen.

  Su Qingchen threw away the roasted chicken in his hand. "What's there to be afraid of? After eating your roasted chicken, I'll go help you out and cheer you on. By the way, let me see how you collect that broken skull."

  Leng Feng gave Su Qingchen a cold glance, his face expressionless with a fleeting smile. He picked up Su Qingchen again and chased after the fleeing soldiers.

  Su Qingchen, who was being carried by Leng Feng, complained, "Leng Feng uncle, can't you change your posture? Every time you carry me like this, I'm not tired but you are!" Su Qingchen regretted throwing away the roasted chicken earlier, thinking that he could have eaten it for a while longer.

  A few minutes later, the cold wind stopped, and Su Qingchen was put down. Su Qingchen had been thinking about the roasted chicken that had just been thrown away and didn't notice that they had already arrived at their destination. The moment he landed, his feet were unstable, and he took a step forward, hitting his head on the lion statue in front of the Skull Mercenary Corps.

  "Ouch, what a hard thing! My poor head!" Su Qingchen stood firmly, rubbed her head, and looked down at the lion statue "It was you, you broken lion. Just wait for grandpa to take your bones apart."

  While speaking, Su Qingchen's Soul Refining Technique was operating, and his right palm continuously gathered soul power. With a single punch, he struck the lion statue head-on. "Bang!" A loud noise echoed as Su Qingchen took a step back to steady himself. He licked his lips and said, "It's quite hard; let me see just how hard you are."

  The soul force gathered again, wrapping around his right hand. His right hand clenched into a fist, and his body took a sudden step forward. The first form of the Thunder Fist, "Inch Wound", was unleashed once more, striking the Lion Statue with another punch. This time, Su Qingchen didn't retreat after hitting the statue; instead, his right hand merely trembled slightly, while a fine, almost imperceptible crack appeared on the statue's surface.

  Su Qingchen let out two loud roars, and suddenly felt a spark of inspiration in his mind. He felt that if he used his soul power skillfully, this punch could be even more powerful. Su Qingchen closed his eyes, relying on the strange feeling in his mind, and once again activated the Xuanming Attack. His palms continuously compressed his soul power, and his body took a step back.

  When the soul force was compressed to the size of a bean, Su Qingchen suddenly jumped forward, his right arm bent, and his tightly clenched fist struck the lion statue like a fierce tiger descending from a mountain. At the same time as his fist hit the statue, the inch-force containing the compressed soul force bean entered the interior of the statue.

  Because Su Qingchen used it for the first time, the compressed soul force did not explode as imagined, but also made the statue crack a long crack. After the first failure, Su Qingchen did not waste time, and once again compressed the soul force in his palm, and at the best moment, he punched out with his body empty.

  "With a roar of rage, 'You little bastard, stop!' The lion statue had several cracks running through it, finally shattering to the ground. It would never stand tall again."

  Su Qingchen rearranged the moves he had just realized in his mind, and suddenly found that he had actually figured out the second move of Lei Quan, Cun Duan. No wonder he couldn't succeed in practicing the second move before, it turned out that he needed to combine it with the first move to make it effective.

  Lei Quan is the attacking skill of Xuan Ming Gong, the second form requires the first form as a prelude, and so on. The eighth form requires the coordination of the previous seven forms, and the effect is even more layered, no wonder the eighth form is called Lei Quan Break Armor.

  Su Qingchen's face lit up with excitement after his epiphany, and paired with his bald image, it was utterly comical. Su Qingchen looked around and found that a circle of people had gathered around him, with over a dozen faces showing different expressions, which made Su Qingchen secretly delighted.

  He knew that the Gale Mercenaries were looking for trouble, so to improve relations with them, Su Qingchen took the opportunity to smash the stone lion at the entrance of the Skull Mercenaries, which was equivalent to giving the Skull Mercenaries a small slap in the face.

  "You little bastard, today I'll scatter your bones." The angry voice cut off Su Qingchen's complacency. When Su Qingchen looked up to the front, he felt a strong gust of wind rushing towards him.

  As Su Qingchen prepared to dodge the stranger's attack, a cold wind suddenly appeared beside him, blocking the stranger and leaving a faint scar on his face. The stranger wiped the blood from his face, let out an angry roar, and a giant axe appeared in his hand, wrapped in red light, revealing himself as a Power-type Soul Master, a mid-tier Great Spirit Master.

  "Frost, take this axe blow!" The stranger's furious roar, his hands tightly grasping the giant axe soul, raised his head and chopped at Frost. Just as the axe was about to hit Frost, he strangely disappeared from the stranger's sight, only to reappear behind him. A dagger soul flashed across the stranger's back. As they landed on the ground, Frost revealed a look of disdain in his eyes.

  A burly man walked out from the side and grabbed the stranger, sneering "Mercenary Group of Gale. One Gale, one wind, I've long heard of your great name. Today I see you, indeed not bad, just don't know which one is Gale."

  The elite soldier took a step forward, looked up and down at the big guy in front of him, and smiled as he said, "When did the Skull Mercenary Corps have someone like a wild bull? Is it because the skull was beaten to pieces by someone and they had to find a wild bull to prop up the scene?"

  The big man snorted, opening his mouth to say "Give you face, don't be ignorant of the favor, with your small low-level Spirit Sect, you're not qualified to shout in front of me. Today's matter is considered as Skull Mercenary Group being at fault first, this matter will be treated as if it never happened. You quickly get back and pack up your things and roll out of Featherfall City, otherwise three months later don't blame me for annihilating your mercenary group."

  After the big guy finished speaking, Su Qingchen felt a sense of pressure on one side and was slightly shocked in her heart. This big guy was at least a mid-tier Spirit Vessel, no wonder he spoke so strongly and harshly. The strongest team leader of the Gale Mercenary Team only had a third-tier Spirit Vessel cultivation base, and with the assistance of the deputy team leader, they could barely fight against this big guy.

  After the strong man released his powerful aura, everyone in the Mercenary Group stood still and didn't speak. The leader of the group, Dibing, furrowed his brow and thought to himself: "When did the Skull Gang get someone as powerful as this? It looks like Difeng won't be able to escape this time."

  He sneered twice, then looked at Su Qingchen with a hint of admiration in his eyes. He turned around and walked into the gate, followed by the other members of the Skull Gang. The stranger glanced at Su Qingchen before making a throat-slitting gesture, then burst out laughing and walked into the gate.

  The swift soldier sighed, turned around and left, leaving only Su Qingchen and Leng Feng standing in place. Su Qingchen looked up at the sky, then smiled at Leng Feng, and immediately activated his Soul Decision, compressing his soul power once again. This time, the speed was noticeably faster than the previous two times.

  The cold wind beside him took a look at Su Qingchen, and he understood what he was going to do. His heart, which had not moved for many years, trembled slightly, revealing an appreciative expression. This kid is a good jade, cultivate him well and his future will be boundless.

  As Su Qingchen punched the lion statue at the entrance of the Skull Team, Leng Feng suddenly jumped up and lifted Su Qingchen, running towards the direction of the Dici Wind Team. Just as Leng Feng had taken away Su Qingchen, that big-headed man appeared at the entrance again, with a blood-red ball-shaped soul spirit on his palm, giving people an eerie and deep feeling.

  The big man let out a cold hum, "This wind is not simple, it seems we need to be more careful." After saying that, he left behind a puzzled expression and turned to walk into the gate. As soon as he took a step inside, the lion statue split open its mouth, and several pieces broke off and fell to the ground.

  The big guy chuckled and said, "This kid is not bad, quite interesting." He pulled over the stranger who was about to scold him and asked, "Ask them if the skull statue is ready. I want it replaced tomorrow. Next month is the day when the Skull Mercenary Corps will reform and get a new one. Three months later, only one mercenary corps will be left in Featherfall City, and that's the Skull." After finishing speaking, he glanced at the stranger and walked into the courtyard.

  Leng Feng caught up with Su Qingchen and the others, carrying Su Qingchen. After putting down Su Qingchen, Leng Feng knocked on Su Qingchen's head, smiled slightly, and said "You little guy really doesn't want to live."

  Su Qingchen looked at Leng Feng with a puzzled face "Uncle, why didn't you let me see the power of my punch? What's the hurry?" He sighed and said "What a pity." His tone was like that of a little man, which made everyone in the Difei Mercenary Corps laugh. The atmosphere also eased up.

  After returning to the team, everyone was no longer in the mood for chatting and laughing, the atmosphere was quite depressing. Su Qingchen guessed that the big guy should be a recent addition to the Skull Mercenary Corps, and estimated that the Skull was not easy to deal with before, now adding another strong one, Feng's fate in Yu Luo City would not go smoothly, it was likely that he would be expelled from the team.

  Although the Gale is now at a disadvantage, Su Qingchen did not regret getting on the wrong side of Skull because of the Gale. The members of the Gale Mercenary Group were quite good to themselves, especially Cold Wind Uncle. If they had difficulties, she would never break off relations with them because of this.

  Su Qingchen was deep in thought when a cold wind came to his side and gently patted his shoulder. "Young man, come out with me for a walk, I have something to tell you."