Everybody is Kung Fu Fighting, While I Started a Farm Chapter 96: You're Quite A Good Shot

Chapter 96: You’re Quite A Good Shot

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Boom!

The earth shook.

The horned boar collapsed resounding into the dirt halfway through its charge, its ma.s.sive body sliding over dozens of meters through inertia before it stopped.

It was a corpse under the control of Pain Star’s powers in the first place. Now that she was dead, the horned boar reverted to an actual corpse.

“Well, even if its flesh had rotten and inedible, a rank-eight Feral corpse could still be sold to Mu Wanqiu for a good price.”

Jiang He then picked up one of the alloy longswords nearby.

It belonged to the Earthen Diction Heavenly General, and the entire weapon was forged from an S-grade alloy.

“S-grade sword... it would sell for millions, I think?”

At that thought, Jiang He picked up the Earthen Majesty Heavenly General’s weapon as well. It had a long but narrow war blade that resembled a sword of the Tang Dynasty in style, although it was much thinner.

“It’s an S-grade alloy weapon too, but this would cheaper than the sword since it would need less materials... I’m guessing it’s worth around twenty million.” Jiang He quietly appraised the price, before realizing in delight that the sheathe of the war blade as well, which was a fas.h.i.+oned into a staff was made out of pure S-grade alloys too.

“These two weapons could sell for a good portion of a hundred million, making my hard work for the night worth it.”

After that, Jiang He found the two Heavenly General’s Fiend Decrees.

One was inscribed with ‘Diction’ and the other ‘Majesty’, which in turn identified them as the Earthen Diction Heavenly General and the Earthen Majesty Heavenly General.

After that, he searched the fire-type Awakened he had stabbed dead first, only to find a few thousand dollars and one Fiend Decree.

“So d.a.m.ned poor!” Jiang He couldn’t help complaining.

Then, he also felt around Pain Star’s corpse a bit, muttering as he did so, “Is this really a woman? She’s flatter than I am, and she would put on smoky makeup even though she’s already in her thirties...”

“No one in our village would marry her type...”

“Pain Star?”

Jiang He found her Decan Decree then.

And while he touched the bodies, Cheng Dongfeng had led a fully-armed weapons company, rus.h.i.+ng to Jinyintan Village form Lingzhou City.

Still, they were all stunned by the violent explosions.

An armored Cheng Dongfeng promptly leaped out of his vehicle and looked out in the direction of the rumbling, and when he found half of the night sky lit up by the fiery radiance, he couldn’t help muttering, “There it is... again. Is that kid a walking bag of dynamites?”

He actually missed Pudgy Jiang right then.

If Pudgy Jiang was here now, an explosives expert like him would have been able to identify the type of bomb from the sound and the scene of the explosion.

Still, when he remembered Pudgy Jiang, Cheng Dongfeng couldn’t help thinking, ‘By the way, didn’t Pudgy Jiang say he would do handstands and eat poo if it wasn’t a fuel-air explosive? Did he really do it?

“Wait, why the h.e.l.l am I thinking about that?”

Returning inside his vehicle, Cheng Dongfeng barked, “Floor it!”

Hence, the military trucks that were carrying a fully-armed weapons company, armaments, and munitions drive bounded towards ground zero.

And within minutes—

“Woah!”

One of the soldiers gasped, and was soon echoed by the others.

Chen Dongfeng’s eyes widened when he got off his vehicle and stared at the crater that was over eight hundred meters wide and four meters deep, unable to decide what he should be saying at once.

How many tons of dynamite were detonated here?

Then, a soldier ran towards him, saluted and yelled on top of his voice, “Report! We’ve checked—the hundreds of human and Feral corpses we found on the scene should be the ones that vanished before.”

Cheng Dongfeng’s gaze s.h.i.+fted then and pressed, “What about Jiang He?”

“Who goes there?” Another soldier barked then. “Stop!”

Bang-bang-bang!!!

He then fired several shots into the distance.

“Stop firing...”

Jiang He’s voice could be heard from afar, and he was cursing rather angrily. “Do you shoot at your allies? That startled me!”

He could be seen carrying a bus-sized horned boar as he stepped out into the moonlight, before he threw it casually... boom, the ma.s.sive corpse smashed into the ground, leaving the ground quaking and rumbling.

Spreading his left hand, Jiang He then put four yellow bullets into the palm of the gaping soldier. He was about to scold him, but when he saw the soldier’s leg shaking, he ended up only clapping him on the shoulder and calming him, “Don’t get so nervous. It’s just a bigger boar—it can’t be deader.”

The soldier was even more nervous at that, and Jiang He could only try to make light of the situation. “You’re quite a good shot—each bullet you fired was heading straight to my head. You would have disfigured me if I didn’t catch the bullets with my lightning reflex.”

The soldier: “...”

“Are you alright, Jiang He?”

Cheng Dongfeng strode towards him and studied him from head to toe, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Jiang He was mostly fine.

He then turned to look at the ma.s.sive horned boar lying on the ground, and surprise appeared over his face.

“Is... Is that a rank-eight Feral?”

Although the horned boar was a corpse, Cheng Dongfeng could still feel a faint pressure. And if that happened to a rank-seven grandmaster like him, how would the soldiers fare?

That was why the soldier appeared so nervous.

Even in death, the presence of rank-eight Ferals alone prompted fear.

Cheng Dongfeng withdrew his gaze after a while. Bowing at Jiang He and offering him a fist-palm salute, he said solemnly, “Master Jiang, though a rank-five you may be, you have slain the Tranquil Heavenly General, the Earth Demon Heavenly General, Killer Star and now, a rank-eight Feral. I truly defer to your might!”

Jiang He, rather chagrined from the praise, quickly waved him off. “You’re exaggerating, Grandmaster Cheng. I didn’t actually kill the horned boar, and I’m already rank-six!”

“Eh?”

Cheng Dongfeng did a double take and exclaimed in shock. “You didn’t?”

“Yup.”

Jiang He answered truthfully. “The rank-eight beast was long dead, although it was under Pain Star’s control, like the other zombies and Killer Star... So I didn’t kill it.”

“Pain Star?”

Noting Cheng Dongfeng’s shock, Jiang He felt through his pockets, took out a token plate and handed it to Cheng Dongfeng. “That’s right, Pain Star... Eh? I got the wrong one. This is the Earthen Majesty Heavenly General’s Fiend Decree...”

Hence, he took out all four token plates he had recovered and started picking through them. “This belonged to Earthen Diction, and this belonged to Earthen Savage... this one. Look: it’s a Decan Decree, with the word ‘Decan’ and ‘Pain’ inscribed on it. It represents Pain Star, right?”

Cheng Dongfeng’s eyelid twitched. Even though he had a hunch about everything, he couldn’t help asking, “Where... did you get those token plates?”

***

Meanwhile, 200 miles away from Lingzhou City.

Chen Jingzhou, wearing his military standard and wielding his alloy longsword had beaten the Sixth Elder of the Sky Demon Cult and his three backup Grands on every turn.

But even though he was not caught in the heat of the battle, he would be encircled whenever he tried to pull away and flee.

Worse, his opponents would run away whenever he was about to deal a killing blow.

Hence, sweating from his brow, Chen Jingzhou clenched his jaw. “It’s been so long. Could Lingzhou City have fallen already?”

His aura suddenly overflowed wildly from his body. The sword will of the alloy longsword in his hand hence raged, sweeping away several of his opponents, but when he was about to blaze his True Qi for another killing blow, the Sixth Elder of the Sky Demon Cult broke out in wild laughter and promptly retreated.

In the blink of an eye, his opponents had made a clean escape, leaving a smug laughter ringing through the night air. “I’ve underestimated you, Chen Jingzhou. Even so, delaying you for half an hour is enough—considering the timing, I’d say Lingzhou City would have fallen by now. So what if you could make it there now? Shouldn’t we be sitting down, and start discussing annexing the city to our control instead?”

“d.a.m.n it!”

Chen Jingzhou cursed, but he did not pursue the voice, and instead sprinted in the direction of Lingzhou City.

He is a rank-eight martial artist, and even if he was not adept at speed, he approached the sound barrier as he burst out in full strength.

***

On top of a mountain, one of the Grands watched Chen Jingzhou as he ran and frowned. “Sixth Elder,’ he asked, “Should we be letting Chen Jingzhou go just like that? If we could keep holding him...”

Blargh!

Even before the Grand finished, the blade-wielding middle-aged man—Sixth Elder vomited a mouthful of blood.

“Sixth Elder!”

“Six...”

Sixth Elder waved the others off, seething, “It’s alright. Chen Jingzhou has simply injured my pulse with his sword will, but I could use that to refine my martial will. In fact, it would be an opportunity for me to develop my blade will as well.”

His tone changed then, and he laughed with a face br.i.m.m.i.n.g with joy. “This is already enough even if we couldn’t kill Chen Jingzhou. Pain Star would have taken Lingzhou City by now, and that alone would be a major feat. Hurry, help me contact Pain Star!”