Chapter 43: Beaten to Death
In the astonished gaze of Leisong, Jiang Heng not only did not hastily evade but instead tightly gripped the blade with one hand and reached for his body with the other.
Leisong reacted immediately.
"He deliberately exposed a flaw to lure me."
"The heart gathers a large amount of True Qi, coupled with the strong defensive ability of his physical body, making my strike completely ineffective."
"He wants to engage in close combat with me."
Although a profound martial artist at the Innate Realm like Leisong would normally avoid getting close to a True Qi Realm martial artist, he didn't care about that at this moment.
Leisong's figure instantly moved backward while attempting to draw his long sword.
However, Jiang Heng was well-prepared and held onto it with all his might, making it impossible for Leisong to easily pull it out.
It's important to note that after reaching the True Qi Realm, martial artists primarily focus on refining True Qi, and their physical strength hardly increases.
So, in terms of physical strength alone, Jiang Heng was undoubtedly superior to Leisong by far.
As Leisong tried to pull the sword out, not only did the long sword not come out, but his body also slightly paused.
It was precisely during this momentary pause that Jiang Heng's right hand grabbed his left arm.
Leisong's face changed involuntarily, and he immediately let go of the long sword in his hand. His right hand, enveloped in a massive amount of True Qi, formed a fist and struck toward Jiang Heng's face.
Unconcerned about this attack, Jiang Heng, in passing, threw away the long sword he had just taken.
"Clang!"
The forceful punch landed on his face, causing Jiang Heng's head to tilt slightly, but he immediately grinned.
His left hand immediately grabbed the opponent's right hand.
In this way, both of the opponent's arms were under his control, unable to escape.
"Come on!"
With both hands, Jiang Heng exerted force, pulling Leisong's body towards him, and delivered a headbutt, which landed squarely on Leisong's nose.
Although in the Innate Realm, the physical body doesn't undergo significant growth, the purity of True Qi at the Innate Realm level and the defensive capability it provides are beyond what ordinary True Qi Realm martial artists can compare with.
At this moment, seeing that both arms couldn't break free, Leisong had already gathered a large amount of True Qi on his head for protection.
As a result, Jiang Heng's headbutt achieved nothing.
"You little brat! Let go!"
Leisong continuously struggled with both hands, trying to break free from Jiang Heng's control.
But it was in vain.
Jiang Heng's assault showed no signs of stopping, as one headbutt after another came crashing down.
His defensive capabilities far exceeded what a True Qi Realm martial artist could possess, even surpassing those in the Innate Realm.
However, his attack abilities were actually within the range of a normal True Qi Realm martial artist.
Under the relentless barrage of headbutts, Leisong still had the strength to struggle and roar in anger.
"Let's see who can't hold on!"
Jiang Heng shouted in anger as his head practically turned into a nodding machine, continuously delivering headbutts.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Muffled thunder-like sounds repeatedly echoed, alarming many in the mining camp, but no one dared to approach Jiang Heng's courtyard.
"Let me go!"
Leisong was enveloped in substantial crimson True Qi, appearing almost like a madman.
He continued to roar and struggle.
Until a certain moment.
Leisong's struggles began to weaken, and his arms grew increasingly feeble, until his body completely went limp.
"Ding! Victory in a cross-level battle, gaining 100,000 potential points."
Jiang Heng still didn't dare to let his guard down. While allowing the opponent's body to go limp on the ground, he switched to using his fists, relentlessly pounding down.
The ground around them, with both as the center, slowly sank, and cracks as thick as arms spread out in all directions.
It wasn't until Leisong's entire chest turned into a mushy mess that Jiang Heng finally stopped.
"Phew! That felt good!"
Jiang Heng let out a sigh of relief and then removed Leisong's face mask.
Looking at the unfamiliar face, he pondered for a moment.
"This person and the three from earlier are obviously not the same group, but why did they wear masks to come and kill me?"
At this moment, a figure leaped into the courtyard and, upon seeing Jiang Heng standing at the bottom of the pit, covered in blood, couldn't help but be shocked.
"Senior Jiang, are you... okay?"
Jiang Heng raised his head, casually wiping the bloodstains from his face, and smiled.
"I'm fine. Just now, three people attacked me. I killed one and the other two ran away. This person, I don't know where he came from, but I also killed him."
"What about your end? Did you find anything?"
Mi Wenjie immediately said, "In Gu Chengping's house, we found a ledger. He had secret dealings with a local gang in Chuangjiang City called the Yellow Sand Gang."
"Let's go! We need to head to the Yellow Sand Gang right away before they escape."
Jiang Heng leaped out of the pit and ran out of the courtyard, with Mi Wenjie following.
"On your way back, did you happen to see two people running in a hurry toward the city?"
"It seems like I did. I was in a hurry, and it was already dark, so I didn't pay much attention."
"Those two must have just left. They couldn't have gone too far. Be a bit more vigilant on your way, and I'll go ahead to see if I can catch up."
The two of them used their martial techniques, racing at full speed toward Chuangjiang City.
It was now fully night, and even with the enhanced senses of martial artists, it was difficult to see rapidly moving figures in the darkness without paying special attention.
So Jiang Heng decided to sprint headlong, calculating in his mind.
The two men in black fled, and after Jiang Heng chased them out after killing an Innate Realm powerhouse, it would have been only a few minutes at most. They probably hadn't entered the city so quickly.
With his speed vastly superior to that of ordinary True Qi Realm martial artists, under his full-speed dash, there was a high probability that he had overtaken them.
Therefore, those two people should still be in this vast wilderness.
Jiang Heng focused, continually scanning his surroundings.
Before long, two blurry figures, one behind the other, were getting closer to Chuangjiang City.
Jiang Heng silently moved to intercept them.
The person in front was just about to rejoice at successfully escaping when, in a daze, he saw a bloodstained figure appearing in front of him like the wind, rapidly closing in.
The man was suddenly shocked and, upon closer inspection, immediately recognized the handsome, youthful face beneath the bloodstains.
Though he didn't understand where the blood on the person had come from, or why he hadn't pursued earlier but now suddenly appeared in front of him, that face, the power akin to a demon god, and the unmatched physique were deeply etched into his memory.
"It's you!"
The man shouted in fear.
But he had no time to evade.
With both of them moving at incredible speeds towards each other, they were on the verge of engaging in close combat in the blink of an eye.
Jiang Heng raised his right arm, clenched his fist, and delivered a powerful punch.
The man had to raise his longsword, channeling True Qi with all his might, to meet Jiang Heng's fist.
The sound was akin to striking against an unbreakable barrier. The man's arm trembled violently, and the longsword in his hand almost flew out of his grip.
The attack was unsuccessful, and Jiang Heng was not surprised. Without hesitation, he reached out with his left hand and grabbed the man's arm.
"You can't escape!"
Jiang Heng's mouth curled into a somewhat sinister smile.
The man's face, hidden beneath the mask, instantly turned extremely frightened.
"Boom! Boom!"
Consecutive punches landed on the man's chest, and the terrifying force instantly spread throughout his body.
At that moment, a stray thought crossed Jiang Heng's mind: "Perhaps I should learn swordsmanship. It might greatly increase my efficiency in killing."
On the other side, the black-clothed man who had fallen behind, upon seeing Jiang Heng's appearance, immediately changed direction, his martial technique subtly accelerating. He continued to flee like a streak of smoke.
There was no intention of coming to assist in the fight.
Jiang Heng couldn't be bothered to chase after him for now. Instead, he removed the mask from the person in front of him and asked coldly:
"I'll give you one chance. Where is Huoyun Tiemu?"
The man was a rugged-looking middle-aged fellow with a scruffy beard, resembling a hearty, big-hearted man.
However, at this moment, he looked at Jiang Heng with a terrified expression, hesitating about whether to speak or not. But he saw Jiang Heng had already raised his fist, with an indifferent expression, indicating that there would be no hesitation or mercy.
The middle-aged man hastily said:
"I'll talk. Please, sir, spare my life."
"I'll spare you if you lead the way."
Jiang Heng grabbed the man's collar and lifted him up.
The middle-aged man immediately began to guide the way obediently.
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