Chapter Fifteen: Iron Armor Kui Niu
The south gate and west gate each had a monster attacking Majia Village, all the young men went to defend against the monster's attack. Mr. Zhang stood in the courtyard with a long sigh, at this time he felt like a useless scholar. Gan Ping put the sleeping Huo'er on the bed, quietly opened the door, and walked to Mr. Zhang's side. In the night sky, fine snowflakes floated, under the firelight, it was a fiery red scene.
Just as the big and small bookworms were each lost in their own thoughts, gazing out at the village entrance, the entire village suddenly shook with a loud impact that echoed throughout.
The old horse head was directing the villagers to defend against a lone, horned, and spotted lizard's attack at the village entrance. Suddenly, he heard a loud noise, turned his head quickly, and his face immediately turned white. It was the back wall. The entire northern side of the village was a high, thick, and sturdy earthen wall, about three zhang high. The north side of Majiacun was on the edge of the Tianying Ridge, where monsters often emerged from the forest. Therefore, the villagers built a wall on the northern side of the village to block the cold north wind from blowing directly into the village on ordinary days and to prevent monster attacks at critical moments. Later, they surrounded the entire village based on the foundation of the northern wall, but every time they had to reinforce the original northern wall. It can be said that this northern wall was the life guarantee for these old, weak, women, and children.
Just this year, when the beast was felt to be restless, Lao Ma Tou had someone pour a thick layer of ice on the north wall early on. It can be said that the current north wall is impregnable, but the huge sound just now came from the north wall, which made Lao Ma Tou's heart tighten. He ordered his son to watch here and led several people to hurry back. The north wall was only a few rooms away from his home.
One side was rushing back, the old horse's heart was churning, if the north wall broke, the whole village would be in danger, his own granddaughter was still at home, if the north wall broke, then home... thinking of this, the old horse dared not think again, and hurriedly quickened his pace. Suddenly an even louder crash came from the direction of the north wall, causing another turmoil in his heart, he ran hastily towards home.
Mr. Zhang and Gan Ping stared blankly at the crumbling north wall, unable to react until the second crash sounded, then they came back to their senses.
At this time, the women and children who heard the sound all ran out of the house, feeling the impact on the north wall. Many children were frightened and cried loudly. Mr. Zhang saw the situation and shouted loudly: "Everyone don't panic, quickly run forward and get away from here." After finishing speaking, he began to lead these women and children to leave this dangerous place. Just as Mr. Zhang was directing these people to leave, another earth-shaking loud noise came from the north wall, mixed with the sound of soil and rocks cracking. The seemingly indestructible north wall had collapsed.
This sudden change left everyone unprepared, and under the reflection of the snow's white light, a huge shadow emerged from the dust of the collapsed north wall. It was a giant Qiu cow, over six feet tall, with massive horns coiled behind its head, a face as large as a bucket, and a pair of blood-red eyes shining brightly, its nostrils exhaling thick air that shot out white mist in the cold winter wind.
Upon seeing this scene, the fleeing women and children screamed. The ear-piercing screams seemed to enrage the iron-armored bull, which let out a furious bellow, lowered its head, and charged towards them. At that moment, Old Horse arrived at the crossroads, saw the giant beast rushing towards him with a desperate look in his eyes, and sat down on the ground with a thud, muttering to himself: "It's all over, Ma Jia Village is doomed, it's the iron-armored bull."
This old man who has been hunting in the mountains for his whole life, how could he not recognize this terrifying monster? This Iron Armor Qiu Niu is actually a second-tier demon beast. The demon beasts of the world are divided into twenty-four tiers, but those that can reach above the twentieth tier are all ancient relics, fundamentally existences that do not contend with the world. In their eyes, both demon beasts and humans are the same, just ants. Demon beasts below the twentieth tier are enough to rival the entire cultivation world. Of course, in the peripheral areas of the Sky Edge Mountains, even the highest is only a third-tier demon beast. Third-tier demon beasts already possess wisdom, knowing to go to some spirit energy-rich mountains to cultivate. Only those greedy third-tier demon beasts and some first- and second-tier demon beasts will wander around this peripheral area.
But even these lowest-level demon beasts are not something that ordinary people can contend with. The old horse head organized a few men to resist at the door, and they were only two low-level demon beasts. Moreover, the old horse head just wanted to drive away these two demon beasts. If he wanted to kill them, the cost would be too great. The people of Ma Jia Cun did not want to do so, even though the demon beasts' bodies are all treasures, but having money is useless if you don't have your life.
Looking at the giant iron-clad Kui bull in front of him, Old Horse's eyes revealed a desperate look, and two lines of tears flowed slowly from his eyes as he muttered: "It's all over, it's all over." If only this one second-level iron-clad Kui bull had burst in, they could still have evacuated the women and children, and the strong men would have fought to hold out for a while. But now, with two ferocious beasts blocking the front gate, and this giant monster appearing in what was supposed to be the safe rear, the fate of the entire village was sealed at that moment. As they watched, more than half of the iron-clad Kui bull's body had entered the village, its four hooves trampling wildly as it charged towards the panicked old people, women and children. Gan Ping, who had just rushed out of his house carrying Huo'er, saw this and didn't hesitate, tossing Huo'er into Zhang's arms before grabbing a 372-pound guandao from the ground and charging towards the iron-clad Kui bull like a shooting star.
After cultivating the Jia Huo Rong Yuan Zhen, Gan Ping felt his power surge, but he also had a suffocating feeling in his chest that he couldn't shake off. The dragon tribe's kung fu emphasized killing and fighting to temper oneself and increase one's cultivation. However, since Gan Ping started practicing this kung fu, he made rapid progress without experiencing intense battles, especially during the past two months in the village where the atmosphere was peaceful and harmonious, making him increasingly suppressed. Every day, he could only rely on reading the classics to suppress the violent energy in his chest. Today, when the demon beast attacked the village, he lost control, and as soon as he saw the Iron Armor Qiu Niu charging into the village, injuring countless people, including two of his private schoolmates, the violent energy in his heart burst forth. Without caring about shocking the world, Ma Jia Cun was at a critical moment of life and death, and he couldn't help but take action.
Gan Ping, wielding a large knife and charging towards the Iron Armored Qiu Niu, didn't know that his eyes had turned blood red at this moment. In his heart, there was only one thought: kill, kill, kill, slaughter these damned beasts to extinction! The Triple Fire Fusion Technique ran rapidly within him, causing Gan Ping to involuntarily let out a long howl towards the sky, and with a small body, he leaped high into the air, fiercely slashing down at the top of the Iron Armored Qiu Niu's head. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to his days of struggling to survive in the mountains, where there was no distinction between victory or defeat, only life or death!
The heavy blade flashed with a cold light as it chopped down onto the massive skull of Tie Jia Ku Ni, Gan Ping pressed the knife downwards in mid-air, and a wound about a foot long appeared on Tie Jia Ku Ni's skull. With this press and drag, Gan Ping flipped his body and flew out three zhang away, holding the big knife and standing proudly upright.
Gan Ping had never learned knife skills, but he had seen a boxing master demonstrate the Big Gate Knife. This was enough, though. Gan Ping was not yet ten years old, but his strength already ranked as late-stage Qi Refining. Late-stage Qi Refining was known in the secular world by a resounding name - Innate Realm. As an Innate expert, Gan Ping found it easy to master a knife skill.
The iron-armored Qiu Niu suddenly took this blow, dazed and staggering with its head spinning, looking at the small human in front of it, letting out a furious bellow. As a second-tier demon beast, being injured by a weak human was an unbearable insult, causing the iron-armored Qiu Niu to go berserk. Although it was only a primary-level second-tier demon beast, its body was covered in iron armor, with boundless brute strength and rapid recovery, but also extremely stubborn, making even high-level second-tier demon beasts dare not provoke this ferocious cow easily. Having suffered such a loss, how could the iron-armored Qiu Niu, which had always been rampaging unchecked, not be furious?
The iron-armored Qiu Niu lowered its head, charging at Gan Ping with its sturdy horns. Its four hooves flew forward in a fierce attack. This second-tier demonic beast was indeed famous for its name, not only was it incredibly powerful, but now that it had gone mad, its speed was as swift as lightning. Being hit by it would be fatal, or at the very least, result in severe injury. Gan Ping hastily dodged to the side and leaped high into the air once more, raising his massive guandao weighing 372 catties to strike at the bull's left ear. However, he didn't expect the bull to suddenly raise its head, its swirling horns thrusting towards him.
A huge roar shook the sky above Majia Village, even louder than the sound of breaking walls earlier. It also made Mr. Zhang's ears buzz in the distance. Staring blankly at Little Ganping flying in mid-air due to the counterforce, Mr. Zhang closed his originally wide-open mouth, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, turned his head towards Old Horsehead sitting nearby, and asked: "Is... this... Ganping?"
The old horse head had already been stunned, and when Mr. Zhang asked him, he turned his head around, with only confusion and incomprehension in his eyes. The two men stood opposite each other, speechless, and could only see the deep shock in each other's eyes. Another loud crash came, and it was Gan Ping, the iron-armored Qiu Niu, who had made another move. Looking at the small figure jumping and fighting in mid-air, Mr. Zhang couldn't help but mutter to himself: "This child is steady, polite, quick-witted, brave, and has such strength, he's not an ordinary person!"
Gan Ping, who was usually full of confidence and thought himself invincible, was now wryly smiling. He had never expected to encounter such a fierce bull, which was like a copper pot against an iron pot - neither could gain the upper hand. At this moment, Gan Ping's tiger-like mouth was numb, and his large knife was also in a sorry state. Fortunately, this big Guandao was exquisitely crafted; if it were an ordinary weapon, it would have broken into pieces long ago. Looking at the iron-armored bull in front of him, which he had struck dizzy with his knife, Gan Ping swung his knife and charged forward. This fierce bull was too slippery - its massive cow head protected its body like a tight seal, no matter how Gan Ping circled around it, it used its hardest cow head to resist the knife, never allowing Gan Ping to touch its body.
Gan Ping also launched a fierce attack, one knife after another slashing towards the cow's head. You're strong, I'm stronger; you're ruthless, I'm more ruthless. Today, we must determine who wins or loses. This battle caused the villagers watching from afar to gasp in shock. Who would have thought that this little child could be evenly matched with this terrifying monster? The gaze directed at Gan Ping gradually became serious.
