Everybody is Kung Fu Fighting, While I Started a Farm

Meanwhile, Chen Jingzhou, who was hiding in a civilian house near Jinyintan Village abruptly opened his eyes. Bursting out with his rank-nine aura, he charged straight toward Jinyintan Village at top speed, almost breaking the sound barrier, kicking up wild gusts and incessant rumbles in his wake.

“Hold on, Jiang He. You have to hold on!”

There was a dark look on Chen Jingzhou’s face even as he dashed along.

Since he was closer, he could sense it clearly—

Kun of the Left, the Sixth Elder of the Sky Demon Cult had learned blade will… Jiang He was never going to stop him!

Nonetheless, Chen Jingzhou was moving rapidly. He was not adept at posture technique and this was his limit, and before he ran two kilometers, his body shivered, and a look of agony crossed his face.

The burst of aura was gone.

It meant that Kun of the Left had done what he wanted, withdrew his aura, and fled.

Still, even though his body stiffened, Chen Jingzhou continued dashing toward Jiang He’s house, sinister killing intent radiating from his eyes.

He directly crashed through a wall and rose into the air, bounding into the air after the softest of contact on a brick house.

Up above, his qi thundered as he cried, “I’ll kill you, Kun of the Left!”

***

Lingzhou City.

Duan Tianhe and Cheng Dongfeng both looked up at the direction of Jinyintan Village.

Even twenty kilometers apart, they could vaguely sense the horrific burst of rank-nine aura.

“They’re here!”

“The Sky Demon Cult’s elite actually came!”

Duan Tianhe’s eyes glimmered as he turned toward Cheng Dongfeng, quietly, saying, “Old Cheng, stay behind at Lingzhou City. I’m going to Jinyintan Village!”

“Hah!”

Reluctant, Cheng Dongfeng sneered. “Who do you think you’re underestimating, Old Duan?”

“You’ve always remained at Lingzhou City and had me run your errands before. Now that a rank-nine showed up, you are actually afraid I would get killed?”

Even before Duan Tianhe could speak, Cheng Dongfeng had already drifted away. He charged downstairs, climbed into an off-road vehicle, and floored the pedal.

Was Duan Tianhe daydreaming!

Commander Chen was over there!

He was a rank-nine champion who had learned sword will. There was no danger with his protection, though that being said, it was rare to see rank-nine elites clashing. Spectating one would definitely help his martial arts journey.

***

Jiang He, who emerged from the debris was startled by the gaze of the mysterious elite who showed up out of the blue.

He died with his eyes opened out of lingering grief?

But…

Why did he die just like that? Jiang He did not even get the chance to test his Dark Golden Combat Suit.

That burst of aura, that violent charge, and how he had cut down his thunder-slash with a single swing of his sword… before cutting Dumbo in two with his razor-sharp blade will, and then slashing out at himself. If he had been wearing an ordinary S-grade alloy combat suit, he would either be dead or half-dead.

“What the heck?”

“Is he really rank-nine?”

“Are the rank-nine of the Sky Demon Cult that weak?”

“Or was that a corpse of a Sky Demon Cultist, suddenly showing up because of some mysterious technique to unleash a rank-nine martial artist’s power, but the side effect is death after unleashing it?”

Jiang He was left utterly befuddled.

Why did that feel like it was a faked accident?

However, after he walked up to check the corpse—

Pfft!

Jiang He couldn’t help laughing out loud.

“So he was killed by the gun, and a bullet actually pierced his heart. Isn’t that too sad? He was killed by a dog… is there an unluckier rank-nine in this world?”

Still, when he thought of the dog…

Jiang He only remembered Dumbo then, and quickly turned toward his front gates.

Beside the Strengthened Gatling Gun was the two halves of Dumbo’s corpse, lying on the ground and spilling blood all over the ground.

Nearby, grief was written all over Trumbo’s face and it was crying out incessantly.

In human size, it was over two meters tall and very burly. But now, it was on its knees, and clawing on the dirt repeatedly with its front paws—

It wanted to retrieve Dumbo’s corpse, but after it was cut in two and everything from its heart and lungs were splashing over the ground, there was just no part of the dog to recover!

Eventually, Trumbo could only rub its tears with its two front paws.

Beside it, Jiang He gritted his teeth and seethed, “The damned Sky Demon Cult! They actually killed my dog! From now on, I will kill every last Sky Demon Cultist I reach!”

He walked up and shoved Trumbo into the dirt with his foot, barking, “Crying and more crying. Is that all you could do? Now hurry up and collect what’s left of Dumbo.”

It was fine.

They just had to collect the pieces and plant him.

Dumbo just reached rank-four, and according to the Farm Level’s +2 rule… he probably could plant the dog, and strengthen him a bit after.

That was when Jiang He looked up toward the distance.

He sensed a presence that was no weaker to the Sky Demon Cult elite that Dumbo killed, and it was moving rapidly toward his direction.

“No, this presence is even stronger… Is that Chen Jingzhou?”

Even as that thought crossed Jiang He’s mind, he heard Chen Jingzhou’s thunderous roar—

“I’ll kill you, Kun of the Left!”

Why would Chen Jingzhou rush here?

Jiang He hence turned toward Kun of the Left’s corpse. Although he was dead, his body did not drop into the dirt—he had stabbed his blade into the ground and his corpse was leaning on it, although his eyes were round and glaring, leaving anyone who looked at it disconcerted.

Snikt, snikt.

Dragon-Slaying Saber in hand, Jiang He walked up to Kun of the Left’s body and stabbed his chest twice.

His aim was true, and his sword pierced the heart of the corpse.

Still, Jiang he was not a corpse-mutilating deviant…

His two stabs were thorough, cutting through Kun of the Left’s heart and lungs to hide the gun wound.

With his stabbing done, Jiang He also noticed another gunshot wound over Kun of the Left’s shoulder, although it was not a deep bullet wound. Even so, he slashed on it a few times to cover that up too.

Thud.

Kun of the Left’s body collapsed to the ground.

Fortunately, his consciousness was gone, or he might revive himself through sheer rage, thinking, ‘It’s already very tragic mighty rank-nine like me would die to a wild bullet from a dog, but I also have to suffer your mutilation after death, Jiang He!?’

And approximately five seconds after he was done mutilating, Chen Jingzhou arrived.

His aura was bursting at full power as sword will revolved around his entire body. In fact, his aura was so powerful that he was not walking normally, but leaping and gliding from rooftop to rooftop!

His foot tapped gently on the roof of Jiang He’s neighbor’s house before he leapt high above, and then…

“Eh?”

His eyes tightened as his entire being blanked out.

What was that lying on the ground?

The dead body… of Kun of the Left?

And Jiang He was leaning on his blood-tainted sword whilst standing beside the corpse… and was even smiling and waving at him?

His True Qi rather messed up, Chen Jingzhou jumped down vertically from high above.

Bang!

The earth shook from the resulting crash.

Even so, he rose stiffly as if he did not feel it, and walked up to Kun of the Left’s remains, ashen-faced even as he stared at the dead body for a while.

“Dead?” He then muttered.

“Kun of the Left… dead?”

“How did he die?”

He was speaking to Jiang He with utter disbelief… that was a rank-nine elite who was just a class beneath Chen Jingzhou. And how long has it been since he sensed the first burst of aura?

Dead, just like that?

For Jiang He, although he was a little chagrined from claiming Dumbo’s accomplishment, when he thought about it… Dumbo was his dog, and wouldn’t its kills count as his own?

He promptly smiled and said, “Clearly, I cut him down.”