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Chapter 16 On Board

  The First Book of Ning Wang's Illegitimate Son Chapter 16 On The Boat

  Wang Guanlan positioned himself as a novice martial artist who had entered the canyon to hone his skills, and he wouldn't draw attention to himself. There were many people like him on this ship, and they weren't very old, mostly around sixteen or seventeen years old. His thirteen-year-old age made him seem a bit young, but it wasn't unheard of. However, people who were as young as him usually had someone accompanying them, whereas he was the only one who was alone.

  This was also the reason why the middle-aged man came to chat her up.

  Although the man was over thirty years old, his strength wasn't very strong and he had just entered the Condensing Qi stage. However, Wang Guanlan didn't dare to underestimate him. Compared to the other small fry on the boat, he had an extra layer of bloodthirsty ferocity around him. This aura was not unfamiliar to Wang Guanlan, as it was proof of having been in many battles, and was common among the Ning Wang Fu's soldiers. Therefore, Wang Guanlan didn't want to provoke such a person, so he just responded blandly to his questions before shifting his gaze towards the vast White Sand Lake.

  "Heh heh, as expected, young one. The Misty Gorge is not an easy place to navigate. Don't think that just because there are only Refining Qi realm beasts inside, you can emerge unscathed..."

  "I've heard that some degenerate martial artists like to prey on newcomers, gaining their trust before taking them to a secluded spot and killing them. Has this senior heard of such things?"

  "Huh!" The middle-aged martial artist didn't expect Wang Guanlan to be so blunt, his voice wasn't loud, but it was enough for all the martial artists on the boat to hear clearly. Suddenly, everyone's gaze turned to the middle-aged martial artist.

  "Little kid, you, you......!!"

  It's unclear whether he was enraged by Wang Guanlan's exposure of his misdeeds or infuriated by the crowd's gaze, but the man suddenly drew out the knife from his waist and pointed it at Wang Guanlan's nose tip. "You kneel down immediately, call me 'grandfather' three times, otherwise I'll chop you up to feed the turtles!"

  "Yue Haifeng, you're quite something, can't even handle a little kid, what kind of hero are you!" Before Wang Guanlan could speak up, someone nearby couldn't help but expose the middle-aged martial artist's identity.

  "Chen Qing-shan, shut your mouth for me! Do you believe I'll chop you up right now?!"

  "Alright, you come try it out, see if you can chop me down first or I'll dismember you into eight pieces to feed the turtles!"

  In an instant, the atmosphere on the boat became tense, and Yue Haifeng and Chen Qingshan glared at each other, with Yue Haifeng's knife still pointing at Wang Guanlan's nose.

  "Yue Haifeng, indeed! Facing the shining long knife pointing at his nose, Wang Guanlan was not flustered. On the contrary, he looked like he was watching a play, gazing at the two of them with a calm demeanor and said, "Yue Haifeng, male, thirty-five years old, nicknamed Fierce Blade Guest, has reached the initial stage of Qi condensation, practicing the lower-grade martial art of Flipping Clouds Knife. His knife skills are ruthless and fierce, not fearing death. He is often seen in the misty valley and White Sand Lake's Qinghuang Island, likes to make friends with young martial artists who have just entered the misty valley for training, suspected to be involved in multiple cases of murder in the misty valley, pending investigation!"

  He then turned his gaze to Chen Qing-shan, "Chen Qing-shan, male, thirty-six years old, nicknamed Golden Gun Guest, on the surface not in harmony with Yue Hai-feng, but actually fellow disciples and brothers, secretly having close contact, suspected of being accomplices, awaiting investigation!"

  "What on earth are you?!" Yue Haifeng asked in a low voice, suddenly having his secrets exposed. He and Chen Qingshan both looked displeased, but what worried them more was the message revealed in Wang Guanlan's words. The information wasn't too much, nor was it too little, especially the relationship between the two of them, which was extremely secretive, yet had been grasped by someone. This showed that the forces backing this young man in front of them had put a lot of thought into dealing with the two of them.

  "Don't be so tense, I was just reciting the two of your files earlier. No one will deal with you, at least before coming here I didn't hear anyone say they want to deal with you. At least they haven't laid hands on Xiao Qing from Cui Huan Building yet!"

  "Little kid, do you dare to bluff us?! Compared to Yue Haifeng, Chen Qingshan was obviously the one who couldn't hold his temper. Cuixuan Tower was a brothel in Nanhuacheng, and Xiaoqing was Chen Qingshan's mistress. Not many people knew about this matter, but it had come out of this strange young man's mouth."

  "I'm not scolding you, I just want to remind you that if you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself!"

  "It seems you really are looking for death!" Yue Haifeng's eyes narrowed, a thread of faint but palpable killing intent emerged from his body, as if he had already made up his mind to capture the strange youth in front of him and subject him to severe torture.

  "Ah!!" Wang Guanlan, although confident, didn't care about Yue Haifeng, but he was after all a rookie who had never been on the battlefield. When a substantial killing aura wafted over, it felt as if countless needles were pricking his skin, making his skin ache subtly, and in his heart, he felt a chill run from the bottom of his heart to the top of his head.

  "This is the aura of murder, damn it! Luckily I came out to temper myself, otherwise if I really encountered that Hou Zihanshen, just this aura would make me extremely passive!" Hou Zihan was eighteen years old and in the Condensation Period. Wang Guanlan absolutely did not believe he had never killed anyone. If he hadn't killed anyone, even without the aura of murder like Yue Haifeng's, it wouldn't be to the point where it was negligible. It would be unwise to rashly confront him.

  "What's wrong, little kid? Are you scared?! Seeing Wang Guanlan's face turn pale in an instant, Yue Haifeng sneered and showed off his yellow teeth, "Now you know to be afraid, it's too late!" As he spoke, the knife tip pointed at Wang Guanlan's nose suddenly withdrew, and with a swift motion, he reached out with his left hand to grab Wang Guanlan's head. Wang Guanlan's cultivation was still not at the mid-stage of Qi Gathering, this couldn't be hidden from him, an early-stage Qi Gatherer like him wouldn't be taken seriously."

  Looking at the big hand that had grabbed him, Wang Guanlan certainly couldn't just sit and wait for death. Although he was confident in his heart, if he was caught like this with his head exposed, where would he put his face? This wasn't like someone pointing a knife at his nose, where he could pretend to be cool; this was the real deal.

  His hand was originally tightly grasping the hilt, and as soon as he saw the big hand grab him, subconsciously, his right hand drew out the knife and struck directly, with a cold gleam, cutting towards Yue Haifeng's wrist like a poisonous snake spitting out its letter.

  "Huh?!" Yue Haifeng's expression changed, his left hand retracted, and his right hand held a long knife horizontally in front of him.

  Right now!!

  A loud, metallic clanging sound echoed through the air as two blades clashed, sending sparks flying in all directions. Wang Guanlan's body was like it had been struck by a heavy blow, and he was sent flying over the side of the ship. But that wasn't all - at the moment when the two blades met, Wang Guanlan felt an incredibly powerful and destructive internal energy surge into his body, dispersing his internal qi and beginning to tear apart his meridians. The terrifying internal energy and intense tearing pain made him let out a stifled groan. His torn meridians burst open, releasing a flood of blood that finally found a wide outlet.

  "Wow!!!!!" Wang Guanlan in the air only felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Following that was an extreme weakness.

  "What a sharp knife aura! Is this the power of the Condensation Period?! With his body in mid-air, Wang Guanlan strongly lifted a mouthful of internal energy, his body condensed into a ball in mid-air, and the long knife in his hand shot out, actually borrowing the force of the downward fall to charge straight at Yue Haifeng."

  "Huh?!" This was completely beyond Yue Haifeng's expectations. A young boy in the initial stages of Qi Refining, after exchanging a blow with him, actually still had the spare energy to unleash such a fierce knife technique. Looking at how he spat out blood in mid-air earlier, it was clear that he had already been injured by his own hidden strength. In this state, he could still counterattack, and even dared to counterattack, which showed that this young boy possessed an unyielding willpower and a knife technique that was not weak.

  Unexpectedly, Yue Haifeng was the one who had committed this heinous crime. He had a ferocious aura about him and would not show mercy at this moment. "Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish!" he thought viciously in his heart. With a horizontal swing of his long knife, he met Wang Guanlan's attack head-on.

  In the middle of a menstrual period, when paying for gas at the beginning, is there anything else to consider?

  What was needed to be taken into consideration was Wang Guanlan, not Yue Haifeng. Seeing Yue Haifeng approaching, it seemed that the scene of the two knives intersecting earlier was about to replay itself. However, Wang Guanlan's knife light suddenly dimmed and actually disappeared.

  "This is...!" Yue Haifeng's pupils suddenly contracted, without thinking, he raised his knife to block in front of himself, his body quickly retreating, but it was a step too late. A dark and gloomy knife light flashed by at his waist.

  Right now!!

  A faint sound, the knife that had been parried blocked half of the sword light, the rapidly retreating figure dodged past one-third of the sword light, and another third cut deeply into his body.

  A flash of blood, and in the astonished gaze of the crowd on the boat, a long gash appeared at Yue Haifeng's waist.

  The sword light flashed again, and Wang Guanlan actually started a surprise attack.

  Ananda's Broken Vow Sword is a superior Buddhist martial art. Although Wang Guanlan has not been practicing for long, the subtleties of this art are not something that Yue Haifeng, who has only seen inferior martial arts his whole life, can easily withstand.

  He was somewhat underestimating his opponent after all, and the price of underestimation was falling into a disadvantageous position.

  Yes, he just fell downwind, although he was slightly injured, but not fatal. In terms of internal energy quality, thickness, and combat experience, he far surpassed Wang Guanlan. Being struck by Wang Guanlan's sword made him angry, but also calmed him down. He responded to Wang Guanlan's wave after wave of attacks with a gloomy face, feeling the intent behind Wang Guanlan's swordsmanship, his expression becoming even more solemn. At this moment, he understood why the young man in front of him was so fearless.

  This is superior swordsmanship, this is superior martial arts!

  The young man's swordsmanship was still immature, seemingly having just started training not long ago. Even so, it was a bit of a struggle to deal with him, and if not for his rich experience in fighting enemies, he would probably have been wounded several times over.

  After ten moves, he clearly felt that the boy in front of him was somewhat unable to sustain himself, and he didn't need to continue parrying these knife moves. With his own cultivation, he could completely suppress the boy, but he didn't dare to. He didn't have the guts. A ten-year-old boy with top-notch martial arts skills, familiar with the information of his own master's brothers, although unable to immediately confirm the opponent's specific background, he could easily judge that this was a young master from a powerful family with a deep background, possibly one of the strongest families in Nanhuacheng who had come out for training, or perhaps even sneaked out. He had already hurt him, and if he were to use heavy moves again, he would probably be unable to leave unscathed.

  Unless he was confident of killing everyone on board!

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