Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

Chapter 73: Chapter 3 Seventh Grade Peak, Pillar of the Cao Family!_2

At three feet away from Cao Bin, another arrest officer, Wang Desheng, exchanged a glance with Wang Jin.

He quickly stepped back and said, “If you hit Cao Bin, you can’t hit me! I’m just here to cheer.”

Seeing this, the others, even though they had knives in hand and outnumbered him, felt a flicker of fear as Wang Jin’s gaze swept over them.

Particularly after Wang Desheng’s statement, some of them instinctively took a small step back, falling half a step behind the rest.

Wang Jin smiled and turned his attention back to Cao Bin, who was grimacing in pain.

“Who gave you the guts to slander me?”

The next moment.

Without waiting for the red-faced Cao Bin to respond, Wang Jin continued, “If you want to catch someone on my turf, you’re not qualified, let Cao Rong come!”

Outside the martial arts hall, the onlookers began to murmur among themselves.

“Wang Jin truly has a domineering presence! He turns hostile in an instant without any regard for the Cao family’s face.”

“Indeed, that’s the fierce Wang Jin known as the ‘Five Beasts Old Devil.’ They say his temperament was fiery and vehement against evil when he was younger! He’s mellowed a lot over the years! Now, with his Martial Arts Seventh Grade strength, he naturally has the confidence to turn hostile.”

“Yes! Looking all over Luoshui County, there are hardly a few who can confidently defeat the ‘Five Beasts Old Devil,’ possibly just Cao Rong who is mentioned by the ‘Old Devil.’”

“Cao Rong? Such a trivial matter surely isn’t worth Cao Rong’s personal attention, right?” someone exclaimed, “After all, he’s a respected figure in Luoshui County, credited greatly with the status the Cao family enjoys today.”

“A few years ago, Cao Rong took the martial arts examination in Dongling City right before turning thirty, which marked the rise of the Cao family, positioning them to potentially lead among the three major families…”

“…”

While the crowd outside the martial arts hall was abuzz with discussions,

Wang Jin, standing at the entrance, wasn’t focused on Cao Bin but looked solemnly into the distance.

On a high tower a kilometer away, a man dressed in black with his hair tied up was drawing a bow, the arrow’s Cold Light glowing as he locked onto Wang Jin.

The moment Wang Jin saw this figure, he knew who it was.

It was Cao Rong, the very Cao Rong he had just mentioned!

Immediately, Wang Jin felt a sinking feeling inside.

“This is going to be trouble!”

The moment he saw Cao Rong appear, he knew this matter had become complicated.

He was not afraid of anyone else from the Cao family, except for Cao Rong.

Because several years ago, when Cao Rong became a Military Scholar, he was on the same level, both possessing Seventh Grade strength.

Several years had passed since then, and even if Cao Rong hadn’t reached the Sixth Rank, he was undoubtedly no weaker than him.

Most likely, he also had achieved Refining Muscle Mastery, able to unleash ninety percent of his power with each movement.

Furthermore, being more than ten years younger than him, youth represented capital and confidence on the path of Martial Arts.

Youth fears the strong.

Once one ages, bodily functions decline, Qi-Blood weakens, making extraordinary strengths difficult to advance, and possibly even degenerate.

Cao Rong was now thirty-five, possibly at the peak physical condition for most Martial Artists. @@novelbin@@

While he was over fifty, already showing signs of decline.

Immediately, Wang Jin comforted himself inwardly.

Luckily!

Luckily, he had recently started the Inner Elixir Cultivation Health Care Technique, refining his organs and enhancing their function.

Currently, he felt his physical condition and organ function were akin to someone aged between forty to forty-five.

He might still be able to contend with Cao Rong!

Then, he recalled the force transmitted to his shoulder just now from Jiang Ning, mighty like a tsunami through the Nine Layers of Strength.

Thinking of this, he reaffirmed his inner decision.

Even if it meant turning against the Cao family, he had to protect Jiang Ning.

With such talent, Jiang Ning was worth such a sacrifice.

…..

“Wang Jin, let my younger brother go!”

Atop the high tower, Cao Rong spoke, his voice thundering in all directions, also clearly reaching the ears of everyone inside the martial arts hall.

Hearing this sound like rolling thunder, the crowd looked up, immediately spotting Cao Rong standing firm on the tower, drawing his bow.

“It’s him! Cao Rong!!!” someone exclaimed in shock.

Hearing this name, the crowd gathered outside Canglang Martial Arts Hall quickly dispersed, retreating to the surroundings.

Seeing this scene, they knew that intense conflict might erupt here shortly.

Two of Luoshui County’s top experts were about to engage in fierce battle.

This kind of top-level combat was something the residents of the Inner City had heard of, aware that the aftermath could be deadly.

In such powerful confrontations, even a mere stone splintered from the center could possess the force to crush a commoner’s skull.

At this moment.

Wang Jin heard Cao Rong’s words and laughed heartily.

“As you wish!”

He then raised his hand and threw, the mighty Cao Bin being tossed out like a little chick, shooting straight towards a stone pillar outside the martial arts hall.

Boom—

The pillar collapsed instantly, and Cao Bin’s momentum did not stop, his body scraping against the ground, tiles flying and shattering.

From atop the tower, Cao Rong watched this scene, his gaze cold as a blade.

“Wang Jin, you’re courting death!”

He shouted softly.

Bang—

The bowstring vibrated, and the arrow broke through the air in an instant.

In that moment, white traces appeared at the tail of the arrow.

Seeing this, Jiang Ning’s expression became extremely grave.

This was… a sonic boom!

The white trace from the arrow clearly indicated a sonic boom.

This meant the arrow had exceeded a speed of three hundred sixty meters per second as soon as it was released!

Seeing this, Jiang Ning gained a deeper understanding of the terror posed by Martial Arts Strongmen.

Such an arrow didn’t even need to strike a vital point.

Within a hundred paces, its power was probably no different than a sniper rifle from his previous life.

Then, the trail of white caused by the arrow’s flight disappeared halfway through its path.

One breath later, the arrow had already reached in front of Wang Jin.

Seeing the arrow heading straight for him, Wang Jin shook his head, moved his feet, and easily dodged the arrow, then stood behind a stone pillar.

Wang Jin then laughed loudly, “Cao Rong, if you want to avenge your younger brother, then come down and fight! Who are you trying to scare with that thing?”

At this point, Cao Rong also put down the strong bow in his hand and leaped from the tower with one hand.

His figure then swiftly closed in on Wang Jin like the wind.

Upon reaching a distance of three hundred meters, he drew the bow again, the arrow tip flashing with cold light, firmly targeting Wang Jin behind the pillar.

Being targeted by this arrow, Wang Jin felt like he was facing a great enemy.

A kilometer away, he was fearless of Cao Rong’s arrows.

After all, at such a distance, it took one breath for the arrow to reach him.

Moreover, by the time the arrow was halfway, its force had greatly diminished, the sound trailing behind it.

But now the distance was entirely different.

At a distance of three hundred meters, once the string was released,

the sound would come after, but the arrow would arrive first.

The arrow led, and the whistling sound followed.

Moreover, at a distance of three hundred meters, the speed was terrifyingly fast; it would take less than a third of a breath for the arrow tip to reach him.

With Cao Rong’s strength, and his mastery of archery,

he could unleash an impact far beyond that of Cao Rong himself.

At such a distance, Cao Rong’s shot was something he dared not receive directly.

Archery experts were the most dreaded existence.

Once they took advantage of the terrain and atmosphere, they could turn the tide from a position of weakness.

This was what Wang Jin feared the most.

Cao Rong was a Military Scholar of Great Xia; anyone who passed the martial arts examination and gained fame was an archery expert.

In the martial arts examination, archery was an essential subject.

The next moment.

Wang Jin’s eyes firmly fixed on the arrow rushing toward him.

Boom—

As the arrow hit the pillar, it abruptly exploded, and then the fine iron arrow still continued relentless toward Wang Jin.

Wang Jin’s figure suddenly moved, barely avoiding this extremely lethal arrow.

The arrow grazed Wang Jin’s cheek, instantly causing several strands of his hair to float down, despite his Refining Skin Mastery, his skin as tough as bronze.

The airwave carried by the arrow scraped against his skin, making it painfully sting.

“Archery is indeed terrifying!”

“The pressure it places on me under the open sky is so intense,” thought Wang Jin.

Immediately, his eyes condensed again as he saw Cao Rong’s charging figure, quick as a blur.

The bowstring was again fully drawn.

This arrow’s target was no longer Wang Jin, but instead firmly locked on Jiang Ning.

This was naturally known to Cao Rong.

He also knew that Wang Jin, despite the risk of falling out with the Cao family, stood up because of Jiang Ning.

At this moment, Cao Rong didn’t ponder why Jiang Ning was worth Wang Jin’s actions.

He only knew that since Wang Jin valued Jiang Ning so much, if he found it difficult to deal with the agile Wang Jin, then he would target the person Wang Jin was compelled to save.

That person was Jiang Ning.