CHAPTER 56: CHAPTER 56: THE TERRIFYING DRAGON AND TIGER FORCE!

Fang Qingyu looked at its disgusting appearance.

He didn’t rush forward immediately.

Instead, he first retreated half a step to see how many there were.

The Life Ghost data stated that the Ming Tooth Vortex required 400KG and that beginning in the Observation Method with a Minor Achievement in Martial Technique could contend with it.

If it was only one.

Then it would pose no threat.

The river surface seemed to respond to Fang Qingyu’s thoughts by subsequently exploding with several water columns.

Turbid flows carrying decayed water plants spewed out.

The vines on the first Ming Tooth Vortex that appeared suddenly tensed.

Like a slingshot elastic, it shot the two-meter-tall meat sac ashore.

The slime-covered meat sac dragged out a ten-meter-long corrosive mark on the bluestone slab as the umbrella-like human-faced flower opened its bloody maw emitting a foul stench.

Upon seeing this, Fang Qingyu flicked his thumb on the spring latch.

The Mo Ting Saber instantly unsheathed.

A flash of cold light appeared in the rain, and fine gold and silver lines burst clearly from the blood vessels on his arm.

The Thunder Slash Saber Technique, at Great Success, was fast as lightning.

Before the first Ming Tooth Vortex could entangle Fang Qingyu with its vines, Mo Ting had already inserted through its mouth, piercing directly through its brain.

The coverage of Dragon Tiger Strength made Fang Qingyu feel no pressure at all.

Even the sprayed black liquid.

Though corrosive, when it dripped on the surface of the Dragon Tiger Strength, it automatically fell off to the ground.

...The true invulnerability to swords and spears in ancient times.

Perhaps referred to this.

[Life Ghost·Ming Tooth Vortex has been recorded, reward 1 Skill Point]

[River Erosion Species·Vine Flower Coexistence Type]

[Collection Progress: 1/5]

A new prompt jumped out on the catalog.

Fang Qingyu glanced at it and continued to focus his attention on the Ming Tooth Vortex on the river surface.

The remaining four Ming Tooth Vortex on the river suddenly contracted their meat sacs simultaneously.

The vine groups coiled tight like tightened springs.

As twelve vine whips cracked through the air, the human-faced flowers at their ends opened and closed their fangs, spraying foul green toxic mist.

Gold and silver lines appeared on Fang Qingyu’s arms.

The Dragon Tiger Strength covered his entire body.

The moment the Mo Ting blade tore through the rain curtain, Thunder exploded suddenly.

The blade light was so fast it left an afterimage on the retina, slicing three encricling vines into six segments mid-air, with black blood like asphalt seeping from the cuts.

And the second Ming Tooth Vortex had already used the toxic mist as cover to launch an attack from the right.

The meat sac propelled like a water-filled ball.

Fang Qingyu retreated a step, using Weakness Gaze to control the distance just right.

The instant the back of the blade slapped the meat sac surface.

With the blade reinforced by Dragon Tiger Strength.

The incoming Ming Tooth Vortex was sent flying backward for five meters, crashing into a nearby shop and shattering into debris.

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A question mark automatically appeared above Fang Qingyu’s head.

Goodness.

So that wasn’t the limit of the Dragon Tiger Strength just now.

Can it get even stronger?!

Just at that moment, the vine of the third Ming Tooth Vortex entangled with half a stone lion came crashing down.

Fang Qingyu didn’t avoid but instead stepped up directly.

His right leg filled with Dragon Tiger Strength shattered the granite lion head like a siege hammer.

The flying rubble pierced through its meat sac air holes, and Mo Ting followed, poking into the cracks and stirring, the meat sac deflating like a punctured balloon.

It’s getting more and more interesting...

Fang Qingyu began to change his combat approach, recognizing the strength of the Dragon Tiger Force.

Only two Ming Tooth Vortex left.

This time, the two were not so foolish.

Instead, they attacked together.

A giant twisted pillar of sixteen vines swept horizontally.

Fang Qingyu blocked with the scabbard in his left hand, and the fine steel blade scabbard reinforced by Dragon Tiger Strength withstood the heavy blow without moving an inch.

His right hand, Mo Ting, slashed upward along the vine pillar surface, the sparking friction between the blade and the vine trailing a red-gold trajectory in the rain.

The moment the blade cut into the middle of the vine pillar.

Fang Qingyu’s tiger’s mouth suddenly exerted force, and the vines wrapped around the blade emitted a teeth-gritting tautness.

The fine gold and silver lines coiled up along the arm muscles.

The torqueing force of waist and hips turned the entire vine pillar into a full moon bowstring.

"Get up here!!!"

The bluestone slab cracked with spiderweb fractures beneath the boots, and the meat sacs of the two Ming Tooth Vortex on the river surface were pulled out of the water, roots snapping like tree roots breaking.

The blade suddenly lightened.

The moment all sixteen vines broke at the roots.

Fang Qingyu, riding on inertia, spun and swung his blade.

The two meat sacs, like rotting corpses flung by a catapult, slammed heavily against the riverbank stone railings.

The shattered moss and slime had not yet splashed.

The Mo Ting blade had already pierced through the flower crown with a swooshing sound.

The moment the blade pierced the umbrella-like flower crown.

Fang Qingyu’s wrist trembled lightly.

Dragon Tiger Strength erupted along the blade’s back, the meat sac burst like a balloon filled with black ink.

Only the last Ming Tooth Vortex remained behind.

Its vines turned into six bone spears, tearing through the rain directly at the back of the neck.

Feeling the crisis warning from behind.

Fang Qingyu, empowered by Dragon Tiger, even found it a bit slow.

Without turning his head, he backhanded the scabbard.

The black scabbard infused with Dragon Tiger Strength turned into a black arc, shattering the three bone spears mid-air.

Then he twisted and bent his knees slightly.

Jumping high using the bone spear fragments.

The inverted Mo Ting blade gleamed with cold light, Thunder released with a booming force during the descent.

No fancy arc light, only a vertical chop so fast it surpassed the biological reaction limit.

Clack!

The body split in half slammed heavily onto the riverbank.

The cut carried some scorch marks.

Fang Qingyu flicked off the bits of flesh adhered to the blade.

爽!!!

Observation Method truly deserves to be a Core Skill.

The combat power before entry compared to now is like night and day.

This is just stepping into the Half-Step Extraordinary threshold.

Only a Martial Artist is truly extraordinary!

Yet, they’re not here yet?

Fang Qingyu raised his hand to check the time.

Though the entire battle was almost a slaughter, it still took about three minutes.

The mosquito should be nearby.

He should have arrived by now.

With this thought, Fang Qingyu was about to radio for a call.

Turning his head, he saw the mosquito standing dumbfounded in place.

"Qingzi... you..."

The mosquito pointed to the surrounding battle scene.

The shattered shop, the foul-smelling black blood, the street full of minced meat debris.....

All spoke of the ferocity of the recent battle.

But looking at Fang Qingyu again...

The hem of his clothes was barely dirty.

"I’m here!"

Before Fang Qingyu could speak, Old Qiao’s voice came through the radio first.

The moment he finished speaking.

A figure appeared beside the street.

A big knife in hand, surveying around.

Only to find the grim battle scene.

And...

The two people standing unmoving nearby.

...

When emerging from the Force Field again.

Various performances had started on both sides of the street.

The boat on the Purple Flower River also temporarily stopped operating for more than ten minutes.

Fang Qingyu and Old Qiao stepped onto the shore from under the curtain.

"This time I’ve really broadened my horizons..."

Old Qiao continuously sighed at the side.

Having just listened to the brief rundown from Fang Qingyu.

In a few words, he nonchalantly described killing all five Life Ghosts.

He even had the misconception that Life Ghosts were easily killed.

Until he watched the footage from the battle recorder.

Only then did he understand that Fang Qingyu wasn’t exaggerating.

It was purely a matter of clashing head-on.

If they dodged, he would kill with one strike; if they couldn’t, he’d tackle head-on.

Exerting the essence of the word "violence" to the fullest.

"Alright, I’m going ahead then, continue the patrol."

The time wasn’t up yet.

Old Qiao didn’t linger long, patting Fang Qingyu’s shoulder before taking his leave.

Fang Qingyu returned to the car to wait for news.

But the radio message didn’t come.

Instead, a phone call came first.

On the screen, was a saved but yet-to-dial name.

Lin Kang.