This Martial Saint's Health Bar is Too Thick!

Chapter 113: Chapter 100: Ambush on All 10 Sides

September 10th, at 9:17 AM, Zhang Mingze’s convoy left the Inspection Bureau.

At 9:26 AM, the “Green-faced Ghost” appeared on North Street, heading toward the direction of the convoy!

At Zhang Mingze’s instruction, the convoy traveled slowly, with many members of the Tiger Saber Gang running to keep up, forming a protective circle around it.

A man ran up to the “Qilin” bulletproof car in which Zhang Mingze was riding.

Although Zhang knew this man was here to deliver intelligence and was completely trustworthy, he did not fully roll down the window but cracked it open a bit to allow the voice to come in clearly.

“Master, the Green-faced Ghost appeared on North Street and killed three of our martial artists and severely injured Master Qi Xiang just at the first encounter!”

The man outside the car said.

Yang Xuan, sitting in the co-pilot seat, suddenly turned around, showing a look of surprise.

Qi Xiang was a Qi Change Stage martial master in the Tiger Saber Gang, equal in rank to him and second in strength to him. He was seriously injured just at the first encounter?!

Wasn’t it said that the Green-faced Ghost’s strength was only at the Early Stage of Qi Change?

Zhang Mingze’s expression remained unchanged, but he narrowed his eyes:

“So it’s really you?”

He turned his head to the man outside and instructed:

“Proceed with Plan Number Three.”

“Yes!”

The messenger ran off.

“Master?”

Yang Xuan looked at Zhang Mingze with a questioning gaze.

Zhang Mingze casually replied, “The Green-faced Ghost might be someone from Qingyuan Fist Village, and the person who attacked might be their Big Leader.”

“Qingyuan Fist Village? Big Leader?”

Yang Xuan was shocked inside, “Wasn’t it said that he is a Tao Foundation Stage expert?”

“What’s the panic?”

Zhang Mingze smiled, “If I guessed in advance that the opponent might be someone from Qingyuan Fist Village, how could I not be prepared for this Big Leader to make a move?”

Yang Xuan paused, then a name came into his mind:

“Is Yan Shouzun here today?”

Zhang Mingze smiled but did not answer.

Yang Xuan slowly turned back, only then realizing that today’s game was bigger than he had imagined!

…

On North Street, Shangguan Xiao, disguised as the Green-faced Ghost, easily dodged a dozen powerful crossbows aimed at her.

She continued to push forward, and suddenly five men from the Tiger Saber Gang rushed out from a street corner, lifting their arms together, each holding a gun and shooting towards her!

Usually, the open and secret battles in the World did not involve guns, as using guns would constitute a major case alerting the Inspection Bureau.

But today, the Tiger Saber Gang had equipped quite a few people with guns, both as a display of force and of determination!

Shangguan Xiao moved like a ghost, leaping to the left side of the street before the gunmen could fire, and after the gunfire rang out, she quickly leaped to the right.

Repeatedly zigzagging in this manner, she covered more than thirty meters in the blink of an eye, charging towards the five shooters.

The next second, the five men from the Tiger Saber Gang seemed to have been hit by a speeding car, flying out.

Just as Shangguan Xiao took down these five gunmen, a large saber emitting dark green flames furiously slashed towards her!

The flames on the saber carried a chilling coldness, instantly lowering the temperature around by several degrees within a radius of over ten meters. Some ordinary civilians hiding in nearby shops, upon seeing this flame, became dazed and momentarily lost their sanity.

Shangguan Xiao took a serious look, slapped her palm towards the incoming saber, her palm now harboring a rapidly spinning translucent whirlwind.

The next second, the whirlwind collided harshly with the large saber burning with green flames.

Bang!!!

A thunderous explosion reverberated through the street, and a violent wind kicked up from the clash site, toppling a nearby fruit cart and scattering its contents onto the street.

At a street corner, there was an old cheongsam shop with its glass storefront shattered by the fierce wind, sending customers inside screaming as glass shards scattered all over.

The flying glass fragments tore a slit in Shangguan Xiao’s black martial robe; she looked at the man swinging the saber, his face pallid as if he were a malnourished addict.

“Hong Jing?”

Shangguan Xiao recognized the man, an official martial master from the Zhi Ge Court, at the Qi Change Middle Stage, a strong man who had cultivated his inner force.

Hong Jing was sent five years ago by the Tiger Saber Gang through the Martial Arts Hall to the university in the Zhi Ge Department. Four years later, he became a Qi Change Stage martial master and returned from university to be directly placed in Xing City’s Zhi Ge Court by the Tiger Saber Gang.

Within just one year, he broke through to the Qi Change Middle Stage, passed the assessment at the Zhi Ge Court, and was appointed an official martial master.

Although officially he wasn’t a person from the Tiger Saber Gang, it was well-known who he listened to.

“You’re not the Green-faced Ghost, right? Are you the Big Leader?”

Hong Jing’s voice had a sinister tone.

His eyes excitedly stared at Shangguan Xiao, as if he wanted to look through the mask to see the face underneath.

Shangguan Xiao didn’t answer him, stepping forward, both hands simultaneously striking towards him.

This time, her left palm flickered with electric lightning, and the right palm held a converging whirlwind.

Hong Jing’s expression grew solemn as he immediately switched from offense to defense…

Three streets away from North Street, there was a teahouse that had been reserved by someone early in the morning, with well-built martial artists guarding it, not letting other people enter.

After the battle erupted on North Street, it did not take long before a martial artist from the Tiger Saber Gang quickly ran to the teahouse and was then escorted upstairs.

The third floor of the teahouse was empty except by the window where a middle-aged man in a blue silk robe sipped tea, a young man carrying a sword stood by his side.