Volume 1: The Treasure of Hua Country Chapter 12: The Ninja

  After going up two small flights of stairs, Long Xing stopped at the 32nd floor. He had always felt that something was following him, and this feeling grew stronger and stronger. Just as he was still in doubt, he suddenly dodged to one side.

  A flying dart emitting a faint green glow flew over from behind. "Ding..." The dart was nailed to the door, and just as it was nailed to the door, Long Xing turned his head to take a look and found that around the dart nailed to the door had become a piece of charred blackness, apparently the dart contained highly toxic poison. Long Xing coldly swept his eyes around in a circle, but didn't discover anyone lurking nearby.

  Long Xing thought for a moment and understood the reason, standing quietly, waiting for the impending danger. Then, Long Xing's ears moved slightly as he clearly felt the wall behind him slowly protruding outwards, immediately followed by a white-clad Eastern ninja emerging from within the wall, raising his knife to stab.

  Long Xing let out a cold laugh and dodged the incoming long knife, punching the back of the ninja's head and sending him crashing to the ground. With just one glance, he had taken care of him. Long Xing took a look at the long knife on the ground, which seemed to contain potent poison as well. Without another thought, he picked up the knife and rushed towards the 33rd floor.

  After opening the stairwell door, Long Xing suddenly discovered the bodyguards standing behind him. Without saying a word, he rushed towards several bodyguards and charged out. Only after rushing out did Long Xing discover that almost the entire corridor was filled with black-clad bodyguards and masked ninjas. Slightly surprised, Long Xing still charged forward.

  The long sword swung, and some of the bodyguards hadn't even reacted yet, but were already chopped by the long sword. Those who were chopped immediately convulsed all over their bodies and died instantly. Long Xing was even a little suspicious, what kind of poison was this that was so potent.

  No time to hesitate, the ninjas at the other end of the corridor and the bodyguards in the middle all took out their weapons and fired a barrage at Long Xing. Although ordinary guns couldn't penetrate Long Xing's defenses, being hit by so many bullets still made him grit his teeth in pain. Slowly, Long Xing's speed also slowed down. After the opponents lost more than a dozen bodyguards, the ninjas finally charged over.

  For a moment, the flying bullets were useless, they seemed to know that Long Xing's body was not afraid of bullets, but cold weapons were different. The defensive flesh could not withstand the cutting of sharp blades, and the dark knives on top had deadly poison.

  Long Xing cursed these damn ninjas for being too cunning, hiding far away and throwing hidden weapons, not one of them willing to charge over. Long Xing was forced to be pinned down at the staircase entrance, dodging left and right from the incoming hidden weapons.

  Finally, Long Xing's patience was worn out, and he retreated a few steps back to the staircase entrance. After a brief stretch, he waited for the attacks in the corridor to cease. Then, with a running start, he used the door frame to propel himself onto the ceiling of the corridor. Next, with a push of both feet, he charged towards those ninjas again. He had made up his mind that those ninjas would definitely have a moment of confusion, allowing him to easily rush into their midst and indulge in a delightful massacre.

  Unfortunately, Long Xing underestimated the reaction ability of those ninjas. Just as he was about to drop down from the ceiling into the group of ninjas, a flying dart came straight at him and hit his left arm. The dart only pierced in slightly before losing its force and falling off, leaving only a small wound on Long Xing's arm. Although it was just a small wound, Long Xing immediately felt his left arm start to go numb, the numbness spreading slowly.

  After being injured, Long Xing let out a furious roar and charged into the group of ninjas, killing indiscriminately. For a time, the atmosphere was filled with murderous intent, and not one ninja he encountered was able to save himself.

  Just as Long Xing was in the midst of a fierce battle, two ninjas slowly emerged from the far end of the corridor. Dressed in black and with their faces covered, they seemed to be of higher status than the others before them. Behind the ninjas followed what appeared to be high-ranking members of the Green Gang, their faces stern as they gazed at Long Xing's distant struggle.

  Of course, Long Xing also saw the two ninjas and those high-ranking officials at the end of the corridor in the midst of the killing, so he rushed towards them without caring about anything.

  In the midst of the charge, a ninja finally managed to thrust his long sword into Long Xing's right leg. Enraged, Long Xing turned his head and with a flash of his sword, the ninja fell back clutching his neck. The dozen or so ninjas who followed close behind then unleashed their full strength, hacking at Long Xing with their swords, amidst which were also interspersed the bodyguards' bullets.

  The dragon's sudden charge was instantly surrounded by the crowd, but those people still didn't dare to get too close to Long Xing. After all, Long Xing's physical defense was somewhat overly powerful. If he were to fight to the death, it was unlikely that these ninjas would be able to survive for several more moments.

  As he watched the circle getting smaller and smaller, Long Xing let out a loud roar and kicked off the ground with both legs, jumping up to the ceiling before pouncing on the two black-clothed ninjas.

  Those two ninjas seemed to know that Long Xing would make this move, and they both walked towards Long Xing with a calm and composed demeanor. Just as they were about to approach him, they suddenly vanished into thin air, as if they had stepped through an invisible door, leaving no trace behind, disappearing without warning.

  At the same time that Long Xing was shocked, two people suddenly appeared behind him, one on the left and one on the right, with two long knives simultaneously chopping towards Long Xing. As if he had a premonition, Long Xing flipped forward and jumped out of the range of their attack. Without any hesitation, Long Xing charged at those high-ranking members of the Qing Bang again. The high-ranking members of the Qing Bang saw Long Xing charging over and immediately fell into chaos, with some even rushing back inside the house. The only one who didn't panic was Qing Ming; his eyes seemed to hold a certain bloodthirsty flavor, but also seemed to have a certain expectation, as if he really wanted Long Xing to charge over, but for what reason was unknown.

  The dragon's calculation was very accurate, as long as he could get rid of these bastards himself, these people would no longer have a target to be loyal to and would not block him again. As he ran, the dragon slightly furrowed his brow. His left hand had already started to go numb, without using any strength, and his right leg was also starting to go numb. If he didn't end this operation quickly, he might very likely be captured alive. His special ability couldn't be used freely for the time being, and he couldn't figure out when he could successfully trigger it. Even so, the dragon still charged forward with a determined look on his face.

  Unfortunately, Long Xing's estimation was still wrong. The two ninjas walked towards him with an expressionless face, their pace wasn't too fast but they instantly arrived in front of Long Xing. They simultaneously swung out a knife, forcing Long Xing to retreat. The direction that Long Xing retreated to was exactly where those white-clothed ninjas and the big men bodyguards were chasing from.

  At this moment, Long Xing was surrounded by the group of ninjas again. Seizing the opportunity, he charged in and started a massacre. Long Xing used all his strength to charge into the group of ninjas and bodyguards. Earlier, they were too cunning, and it was impossible to kill them without charging into the crowd. Now, Long Xing was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, killing the group of ninjas without any resistance. Whoever was slashed would immediately tremble and slowly fall down.

  Those two black-clad ninjas seemed to regret their previous actions, and hastily returned to prepare to rescue their subordinates. However, Long Xing did not give them so many opportunities, and his counterattack was even faster and more ruthless. Soon, more than a dozen ninjas were left with only a few people.

  At last, the two black-clad ninjas arrived in front of Long Xing. The two didn't hide their skills, and their knives flashed as they moved swiftly and erratically, making it impossible for Long Xing to find an opportunity to counterattack. Soon, Long Xing had two more knife wounds on his body. Enraged, Long Xing flung his long knife straight at Qing Ming, the leader of the Qing Bang gang. The high-ranking officials who were watching from outside and had some courage quickly retreated into the house as soon as they saw the knife flying towards them.

  Long Xing's martial arts skills are impressive, but that doesn't mean his swordsmanship is also impressive. After discarding his sword, Long Xing's agility indeed increased, and he barely blocked the attacks of the two ninjas. However, during their intense battle, no one noticed that the long sword flying towards Qing Ming stopped just one meter away from him, falling to the ground powerlessly.

  If Long Xing could see, he would definitely be shocked. No matter how strong his arm was, even if his body hadn't been strengthened before, throwing a flying knife out could instantly bring down a wild boar, let alone fall powerlessly to the ground.

  The dragon's fist was dancing with a faint sound of wind, telling people that his fist power was not ordinary. Just as the dragon was hitting, he felt his whole body start to numb, and it seemed like he was about to lose control of his own body.

  Long Xing knew he couldn't drag it out any longer and had to think of a way to leave. With determination, Long Xing's fists flew faster, using all his skills to their fullest extent. In no time, one of his punches landed squarely on the stomach of one of the black-clad ninjas. Just as Long Xing's fist was about to make contact with the ninja's belly, he suddenly had a feeling and changed his punch into a claw, tearing off a large piece from the front of the ninja's clothes. Without even looking, Long Xing instinctively felt that it was a book, but what kind of book, he had no idea. However, he knew that something obtained from such a formidable ninja wouldn't be useless.

  Those ninjas were stunned, this guy's reaction was so fast, he could even grab things while fighting, one of the black-clad ninjas couldn't speak, he stared blankly at his belly for a long time before shouting and jumping out the window.

  But they are different from Long Xing, who has super strong physical defense. During the descent, he can casually grab someone's eaves to reduce the force of the fall and land safely. These two ninjas don't have that skill.

  At that moment, one of the ninjas was climbing on the window and shouting outwards, while another was directing the white-robed ninja to go and retrieve what had been taken away by Ryūjin. Just then, a bright light suddenly flew in from outside the window and shattered everything, followed immediately by another ninja being torn apart by this white light, their flesh and bones completely pulverized into a bloody mess that splattered everywhere. Immediately afterwards, an old man with a youthful face and white hair flashed out from outside, who looked at Seiryū without saying anything before turning to look at the remaining few ninjas.

  As soon as he saw this person, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He knew that today was going to be a big trouble, even if the old man in front of him wouldn't blame himself, at least his impression had already been tarnished.

  And several other ninjas were staring at him in horror, unsure whether to rush forward and fight or flee.

  That person was visibly annoyed at the few ninjas, and without a word, he swung out a white light. The white light flashed by, and those few ninjas were left with only a puddle of blood.

  "Qing Ming, I'm warning you, no one cares how much you mess around here, and to be honest, I don't feel like bothering with you either. But what I absolutely won't allow is for you to collude with the Japanese devils. If you do, humph, I absolutely can't guarantee your current status will remain intact, or even that you'll be able to live safely in this world." The person who came in said coldly, their eyes piercing as they stared at Qing Ming.

  "Yes, I understand, Senior Long War." Qing Ming's voice was slightly trembling as he looked at the person in front of him and spoke respectfully.

  "Ugh... how annoying, Long Teng is making me go find some Xiao Shi Yi, where am I supposed to find him? I don't even know him..." Lao suddenly changed his expression to a serious one, scratching his head like a child, then jumped out the window with the others, disappearing in an instant, leaving behind only Qing Ming's panicked face.

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