nownovels Chapter 75 Cruelty
Chapter 75 Cruelty
Fu Que's smile vanished, and the black ripples in his eyes became unfathomable. With his true vision activated, everything in his eyes was merely composed of black and white lines.
In other words, in this state, even if he kills so many people that corpses litter the ground, to Fu Que, it's nothing more than a child's simple drawing.
A strong wind blows in your face, and malice gnaws at your heart.
Fu Que moved his hand and grabbed at the wrist. In just a moment, it was like an iron clamp, leaving no way to retreat or avoid it. He could only withstand it head-on.
A violent and dangerous omen instantly filled Qi Wei's mind.
Just as Fu Que said, he did not intend to deal with Qi Wei as cleanly and decisively as he had dealt with others before, but instead intended to... torture and kill him.
"bump!"
The claws clashed, producing a crisp sound like metal striking metal.
"This isn't just simple physical strength; it's true qi!"
Qi Wei felt a spiraling force blast into the acupoints of his arm, causing his entire arm to instantly ache unbearably and making it impossible for him to exert any force. He was terrified.
The family's offerings not only included martial artists at the Blood Gate level, but also a disciple at the peak of the Blood Gate level who had failed in his attempt to break through to the Three-in-One realm. During one of his explanations, this disciple, who was just one step away from becoming a true martial artist, mentioned that he had once gathered a wisp of true energy, but it dissipated in the end.
The true energy he described was almost identical to the spiraling force that Fu Que had blasted into his arm.
His own martial arts skills and his life ultimately outweighed the pride of his family. With half his body numb and sore from the shock of the spiraling true energy, and his legs staggering backward, he cried out, "I admit defeat... ugh!"
He had barely opened his mouth to admit defeat when, before he could finish a single word, Fu Que, his face expressionless, had already pounced on him, ignoring Qi Wei's whip kick that was striking his side, grabbed the other man's neck, and forcibly shoved a burst of compressed air into Qi Wei's mouth.
The Strange Painter: The Power of Wind Elements
Users can freely manipulate airflow using the power of the wind element; this power is affected by temporary components and the completion level of the scroll.
The better the quality of the temporary components, the higher the completion level of the painting, the stronger the elemental power, and the more likely it is to combine with higher-level elements of the same type.
Fu Que's world was entirely black and white. The noisy, shouting audience, the murderous Qi family and others, and the martial arts performer lying on the ground groaning were nothing more than laughable sketches to him.
Forced to swallow the compressed air, Qi Wei's entire skull emitted a loud boom, and blood mist shot out from his nostrils and ears like arrows of air.
Even after that, Fu Queyou did not stop. He braced one foot against Qi Wei's back, slid his hands down to Qi Wei's wrists, and pretended to bend his legs towards the sky.
"don't want!"
Qi Tian, his beard and hair bristling with rage, suddenly stood up and roared.
The sound was so loud that it almost echoed throughout the entire training ground, drawing the attention of most people, except for the martial arts students who were fighting hard on the arena.
Unfortunately, Fu Que's mind was made up, and this angry roar could not change it.
014 has already made it very clear to him that some things must be done. The sooner the Qi family and others are dealt with, the sooner the status quo of Gaoyang County will be changed. The less effort is lost, the less resources are wasted.
As Fu Que said, he didn't actually want to treat Qi Wei this way. As the leader of the next generation of the Qi family, Qi Wei's character and martial arts talent were worlds apart from his brothers.
If Qi Wei were to take charge of the Qi family in the future, they might be able to regain their footing in the new Gaoyang County. Unfortunately, they don't have time to change the Qi family, and they need someone to make an example of them.
"Ugh."
After a barely perceptible sigh.
Fu Que suddenly tightened his grip on Qi Wei's wrists, pushed off with his right leg towards the sky, and the swirling wind element was like a knife, tearing flesh and separating bones. Both arms were forcibly pulled off by Fu Que.
The rising dust obscured the view, and only a figure kneeling helplessly could be vaguely seen, along with a cloud of blood mist that stained the dust red.
The audience almost instinctively closed their eyes, except for Qi Tianfang, whose eyes were wide open in anger.
Qi Wei was still alive, but had lost all ability to resist. Fu Que grabbed her by the hair and dragged her little by little out of the area covered by sand and dust, leaving a shocking bloodstain on the arena.
Amidst countless shocked gazes, Fu Que discerned the source of the killing intent. He looked over indifferently and saw that the other party was a person with more complex features than the average martial artist. On his face, which was simply composed like a child's scribbles, there was an unyielding resentment and killing intent.
After the battle ended, Fu Que also closed his vision of reality, and the childlike face came to life, revealing himself to be Qi Tianfang, the head of the Qi family.
The old man's beard and hair stood on end, like an angry lion.
"Your grandfather is very angry."
Fu Que grabbed Qi Wei's hair, pulled his blood-stained face close to his own, and said softly, "But I don't know what he's so angry about."
Compared to his anger, the parents who lost their five- or six-year-old, or even three- or four-year-old children, must be even angrier, right? What were you thinking, draining these children dry and then feeding them to demons, just to get a little bit of resources for your cultivation?
The excruciating pain of his arms being severed from his body filled Qi Wei's entire mind, and a raging current of energy within his body continued to wreak havoc, making it impossible for him to hear what Fu Que was saying.
Of course, Fu Que didn't need Qi Wei to hear it. He just wanted to prove his stance with his actions. Without hesitation, Fu Que crushed Qi Wei's knees and, after a bone-crushing sound, threw Qi Wei off the stage like trash.
The entire audience fell silent for a moment because of Fu Que's violent actions, followed by a wave of chaotic discussions.
Qi Tianfang's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth were grinding together, and everyone around him immediately retreated, giving all the space to this furious old man.
"You will definitely die! I will tear you to pieces! Tear you to pieces!"
Qi Tianfang, speaking slowly and deliberately, uttered a venomous vow using lip reading under the cold gaze of the county soldiers.
"I'm waiting for you, you old man."
Fu Que raised his face, a bright smile appearing on his blood-stained cheeks, and responded softly with his lips.
He claimed he was not a savior, nor did he possess the grand ambition of worrying about the world's troubles before enjoying its pleasures; he was simply a person, a person with normal values.
A person can die in many ways, but cannot be used as food, given by one's own kind to another to eat.
This has seriously crossed Fu Que's bottom line. Even if 014 doesn't come, Fu Que will secretly develop his alternate painter skills, and then, once he has accumulated enough strength, he will use his identity as the Dragon Tiger Cavalry to wipe out these bastards and the beasts in the mountains!
"Holy crap, is this really my good brother? He's this badass? Qi Wei turned him into a human pig. No way, next time I go out drinking and carousing, I have to bring my good brother along. Let's see who dares to mock me then."
Unlike the other onlookers who were shocked by Fu Que's brutality, Liu Yu, Fu Que's former cronies, was full of excitement.