Urban Martial Saint

The sorcerer frantically hacked off his left arm and threw it away, driving the human puppets into a frenzy, crazily pouncing towards the three.

Even though Ye Qing had the Seven-Star Ancient Sword in hand, any human puppet struck by it was inevitably split in two. However, there were simply too many human puppets; he could deal with those in front, but not avoid those behind. As the saying goes, ”Two fists can’t fight against four hands,” let alone hundreds of hands all around. It wasn’t long before the situation turned critical again.

Seeing this, the sorcerer’s face twisted in a grimace, gritting his teeth with a sinister smile as he said, ”This time, let’s see what you can do!”

These human puppets became more aggressive, making it even harder for Ye Qing and the others to resist. Not only Ye Qing, but even Yin Xianzi and Ding Lianshun were in a bit of disarray. In fact, with their abilities, they could quite easily fight their way out. However, they had to protect Ye Qing and find a way to help him kill that sorcerer, making it more difficult. So now, even the two of them were trapped here, completely helpless against these human puppets.

In the midst of this dire predicament, a loud thump suddenly sounded from outside, as if something very heavy had dropped to the ground.

Surrounded, the three of them had no time to concern themselves with that, while the sorcerer hurriedly turned his head to look, not forgetting to howl orders for another batch of human puppets to protect him in the center. The sorcerer was now like a startled bird, unwilling to let anyone near him.

The sound came from within the courtyard, and following that loud thump, heavy footsteps approached from outside, step by step. Although Ye Qing and the others did not know exactly what had arrived outside, they were certain it was something heavy, given the heavy footsteps — it had to be something weighing three to five hundred pounds at least.

But who could grow so heavy?

The sorcerer walked to the entrance of the factory and peeked outside, his expression suddenly changing. He let out a whistle and quickly ordered the human puppets beside him to charge out.

Seeing the sorcerer’s actions, Ye Qing was taken aback. What had arrived outside to cause the sorcerer such panic? He strained to turn his head to see, but the human puppets blocked the entrance completely; Ye Qing could see nothing. However, it was clear that the sorcerer was trying to escape.

Suddenly, the entrance of the factory was slammed open by a gigantic red gate, ten human puppets crashing in alongside it. Those human puppets were like ants blown away by a strong wind, utterly powerless against the massive red gate.

”What is that?” Ding Lianshun exclaimed, also watching the entrance. He was equally shocked upon seeing the red gate.

”Isn’t that the large gate at the factory entrance?” Yin Xianzi said with a deep voice.

Hearing Yin Xianzi’s words, Ye Qing and Ding Lianshun suddenly realized. Right—this was no ordinary red signboard, but the massive red gate at the factory entrance. When Ye Qing and the others had arrived, they had taken a good look at it; the gate was made of stainless steel with a layer of red paint on the outside. Though its craftsmanship was lacking, it was of excellent quality, extremely solid. This red gate weighed nearly a thousand pounds!

But how did such a massive gate crash inside?

While the three inside were astonished, the red gate suddenly slammed down, crushing ten human puppets beneath it as if swatting flies, leaving them no chance to resist.

”Well done!” Ding Lianshun shouted in praise. In one swift move, the red gate cleared away the ten human puppets, a speed far surpassing their abilities.

”The Bloody Monk surely has profound skills!” Yin Xianzi chuckled lightly. To her, the only one capable of using the red gate against these human puppets was the Bloody Monk.

”This has nothing to do with me!” came the distant voice of the Bloody Monk, evidently not at the entrance.

This left Yin Xianzi and Ding Lianshun both stunned; exchanging glances, they simultaneously asked, ”Who might be at the entrance?”

Nobody answered, but the red door directly crashed through the factory’s entrance and rushed inside. Following behind this red door was a man all in white with white hair, shockingly it was none other than White-haired Ding San.

Upon seeing White-haired Ding San, Ye Qing almost cried out in shock. Because Ding San, all by himself, was lifting this thousand-pound red door, far beyond human limits. How was he doing this? How had he become so powerful?

”White-haired Ding San!” Ding Lianshun also exclaimed in a low voice. He had always been in the Mainland and naturally knew that the Bloody Monk had trained such a formidable expert. However, he never expected that White-haired Ding San’s skill would improve so rapidly. The last time he saw him, his strength was nowhere near what it is now. How long has it been? His power must be comparable to that of Prince Wan Yan Bei Wuchen, otherwise, he couldn’t lift that door that weighs about a thousand pounds. Is it possible that White-haired Ding San’s strength could rival those like Prince Wan Yan Bei Wuchen?

Although Yin Xianzi didn’t know White-haired Ding San, upon hearing Ding Lianshun’s words, she knew who had arrived. She furrowed her brow, her face full of astonishment. She knew White-haired Ding San’s origins: he was initially an ordinary person with not even the strength to truss a chicken. In such a short time, he had grown so powerful, it was utterly surprising.

White-haired Ding San, holding that massive door, burst in and ignored Ye Qing and the other two’s astonishment, directly charging at the human puppets. Holding the door, it seemed as if he was wielding a huge fly swatter. Striking down, he inevitably felled a group of them; it was a formidable weapon, and soon a swath of puppets lay around him.

Of course, White-haired Ding San was not entirely unscathed; these human puppets, knowing no fear, threw themselves at him relentlessly. In no time, five or six hung onto him, biting him vigorously. Yet, White-haired Ding San seemed impervious to pain; amidst their assault, he used the door to strike the surrounding human puppets. The few that clung to him, despite biting fiercely, could do him no harm.

The Sorcerer was also terrified by White-haired Ding San’s situation. He howled repeatedly, gathering the human puppets to deal with Ding San. He even cut off one of his own ears to throw it, enhancing the power of these puppets. However, no matter how powerful these puppets became, under White-haired Ding San’s massive might, they were like ants, incapable of changing the situation in the slightest.

Yet, the pull of human puppets from elsewhere by the Sorcerer significantly eased the pressure on Ye Qing and the others. Ding Lianshun seized the opportunity, signalling Yin Xianzi with a glance, suddenly kicking over several human puppets by his side and leaping up.

Yin Xianzi had been prepared. Seeing Ding Lianshun leap up, she immediately lashed out with her Long Whip. Ding Lianshun reached out, catching the whip just in time. With a forceful flick, Yin Xianzi sent Ding Lianshun flying toward the Sorcerer.

The Sorcerer’s focus was entirely on White-haired Ding San and hadn’t anticipated Ding Lianshun and Yin Xianzi’s sudden maneuver. Seeing Ding Lianshun pounce, he quickly called for the human puppets to protect him, but it was too late. Ding Lianshun was already upon him, gripping the Sorcerer’s neck, ready to twist it.

”Don’t kill him!” At this moment, a shout came from outside, it was the Bloody Monk.

Ding Lianshun hesitated and truly did not kill the Sorcerer. Although he had no special regard for the Bloody Monk, after all, it was Monk who had come to their rescue. Otherwise, today would have been a dire situation!

”Blood Robe Sect Leader!” Ye Qing anxiously said, ”Why not kill him? If we kill him, we can solve the human puppets and lift the sorcery on that child. It’s almost daylight, and if we don’t kill this Sorcerer now, the child won’t survive!”

Ye Qing had just finished speaking when a monk dressed in a blood-red robe rushed in from outside—it was indeed the Bloody Monk. He did not answer Ye Qing’s question but dashed directly to Ding Lianshun’s side, saying, ”Can you leave him to me to deal with?”

Ding Lianshun hesitated slightly but still handed the Sorcerer over to the Bloody Monk. After all, the Bloody Monk had indeed helped them significantly this time.

The Bloody Monk took the Sorcerer, immediately grabbing him by the neck and lifting him, rifling through his belongings for a medicine bottle. After rummaging for a bit, he found a bottle and tossed it in Ye Qing’s direction.

”Give this potion to the child; it will break the sorcery!” the Bloody Monk said.

Ye Qing caught the bottle, inspecting it. It bore no markings. How could the Bloody Monk be so confident? At the moment, Ye Qing was reluctant to give it to the child—who knows if there are any risks with the Sorcerer’s potions? If the Bloody Monk made a mistake, wouldn’t the child be doomed?

”Don’t worry, I’ve slain over a dozen such Sorcerers. I’m fully aware of these things!” the Bloody Monk reassured. ”Feed it to him; I guarantee he’ll be fine!”

Hearing this, Ye Qing no longer doubted, and hurried toward the child. Though many human puppets were still present, they were all rushing toward the Bloody Monk, ignoring Ye Qing, Ding Lianshun, and Yin Xianzi. After all, the Sorcerer was under the Bloody Monk’s control!