Martial Boss Chapter 53

“Fubar!”

“Ho!”

“Roar.”

“Roar”

The tiger’s roar was a three-strike series, and Song Ziqi’s hands and head both appeared in the form of a dark blue tiger’s roar, just like a three-headed divine tiger, and the triple true qi vibrations superimposed on each other, and the sound of the tiger’s roar shook the mountains and rivers and reached the sky.

Although it was a clear day, the soldiers and the constables of Department Six only felt a blackness before their eyes for a moment, as if they had gone into the night.

Luo Yan and Bu Lengchuan both spat out a mouthful of blood and were sent flying like broken flotsam.

Song Ziqi also spat out a mouthful of blood, staining her emerald-coloured veil bright red.

In time, Song Ziqi ran to pick up Song Fu and leapt onto a nearby roof, disappearing with a few leaps.

Luo Yan and Bu Lengchuan were shaken by the sound of the tiger’s whistle, and their blood and Qi were too weak to catch up. The four men in black surrounding Song Fu were already on the ground, moaning silently.

A little further away, some of the weaker Department Six constables had lost their voices and were lying motionless on the ground, having been shaken to death by the tiger’s roar.

Luo Yan took a moment to rest and calm his surging qi and looked at the scene and said with a bitter smile, “I can’t believe I won like this.”

Song Ziqi’s triple tiger whistle had instantly suppressed the Department Six constables and the soldiers of the Zhenshan Army, who had been fighting to a standstill, and both sides were now rolling on the ground in pain, covering their ears.

The four hundred troops of the Zhenshan Army had lost their combat power, and the ordinary guards were even more disoriented by the loud tiger’s roar, and many of them had died on the spot.

Song Ziqi had fled, and the battle was won by Department Six. But Luo Yan did not feel elated, as the three hundred elite Department Six constables had also been seriously injured by the tiger’s roar, and could not be involved in the subsequent affairs of Yangcheng. Without these men, Luo Yan and Bu Lengchuan would be limited in what they could do in the great battle that would follow, and would not be able to take much credit. After all, they were not as powerful as their master.

“I never imagined that Song Ziqi would be able to send out a triple Tiger Whistle to set the mountains and rivers at the same time, I have underestimated her after all.” Luo Yan laughed bitterly.

The Zhenshan Zhang Family’s Tiger Whistling Defining Mountain River, due to the combination of true qi and sound waves, did not need to be issued from the mouth, making it convenient to issue the move while relatively weakening the power of the sound waves. A single Tiger’s Whistle is more than one step less powerful than the Buddha’s Heavenly Dragon Chant or the Devil’s Soul-Shattering Heavenly Demon Sound.

The reason why the Tiger Whistling Defining Mountain River was called a masterpiece was that as long as the physique was strong enough and the body could instantly output enough true qi, in theory, it could be stacked infinitely.

“Never would I have thought that Song Ziqi, a woman, would be able to cultivate her physique to be so powerful.”

Female physiques were originally as not men, and their talent in body refinement was at a disadvantage. The same strong body shape on a man’s body is sturdy and tall, but on a woman’s body, it is very hot.

With Song Ziqi’s soft body, it was hard for Luo Yan to think that she could perform the triple tiger whistle to set the mountain at the Innate Realm.

“Just now I saw battle patterns appear on Song Ziqi’s exposed arms, so I think she has cultivated the Southern Border’s Battle Body.” Bu Lengchuan also finished adjusting his breath and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said.

“The Southern Border’s Battle Body? It seems that Zhenshan Jun’s involvement with the Southern Border is much deeper than we imagined.” Luo Yan said in shock.

The Battle Body of the Southern Frontier had always only been cultivated by people containing the bloodline of the Southern Frontier’s Miao tribe. The fact that Song Ziqi could cultivate the Southern Border’s Battle Body meant that she had the blood of the Southern Border’s Miao tribe in her body, and it was no wonder that Zhang Huchen had been covering up the existence of this daughter.

At this moment, Li Xin came over and pleaded, “Two lords, please save Daoist Master Qing Yu.”

Luo Yan and Bu Lengchuan looked at each other in silence.

Both were badly wounded, and Qing Yu, unlike Li Xin, had been unstated and was not considered a member of Department Six. Given the current situation, Bu Lengchuan was not in favour of going as far as Qing Yu was concerned.

“I’ll go, I’m fast, even if I can’t beat that Xiantian expert who suddenly appeared, I’ll still have no problem getting off Daoist Master Qing Yu.” Luo Yan spoke up.

After all, people were also helping out Department Six before something happened, and although it seemed to Luo Yan that the innate expert was targeting Qing Yu, he was at least ostensibly being hunted because he was helping out Department Six.

Besides, Qing Yu had made a statement by coming to help. Luo Yan also hoped to use this opportunity of saving Qing Yu to draw him into Department Six. A fifteen or sixteen year old genius martial artist, with a little training, would be another young innate expert.

Of course, everything was contingent on Qing Yu being able to hold up under Xiao Gao’s pursuit until Luo Yan arrived.

In fact, Qing Yu could no longer support himself. Although he was fast, he could not hold up to the fact that an innate expert could release his internal qi and attack through the air. The internal energy of an innate expert, after drawing the energy of heaven and earth into his body and purifying his power, was no longer called internal energy, but true qi. Whether in terms of quantity or the quality of true qi, an Innate expert is far superior to a Houtian.

Xiao Gao’s speed was slightly inferior to Qing Yu’s, after all, he was not really a deadly a*sa*sin, but only dressed as one. But it was not far off. With his sword qi as a means of attack from a distance, Xiao Gao was almost like chasing after Qing Yu with his sword.

It was only because of Qing Yu’s weird body style that the distant sword qi would eventually be wrong that he was able to narrowly hold on and keep running for his life.

However, this is not a solution either. At the Innate Realm, the bridge between Heaven and Earth was opened and the Qi of Heaven and Earth was interwoven, so the speed of recovery of true Qi was far faster than that of the Later Realms.

Soon, due to a momentary lack of internal strength, Qing Yu stumbled, and his left shoulder was pierced by the sword qi that came at him, splashing blood. As a result of this injury, several more sword qi slashed through his legs, arms and back.

As the wounds continued to lose blood, Qing Yu could no longer hold on, and with a weakness in his legs and feet, he rolled off the roof and landed on the ground with a snap.

“Run, B*****d, so much for not running.”

Xiao Gao landed in front of Qing Yu, his face mask came off and a face that was considered handsome appeared in front of Qing Yu’s eyes. Only at this moment, this face was filled with hostility, and the fierce smile on the edge of his mouth made Little Gao even uglier.

“Lowly B*****d, I don’t know that I caused me to lose face in front of Daoist Master Xuan Guang and made me offend Miss. If Daoist Master Xuan Guang had not wanted to live, Rao would have killed you by a thousand cuts.”

“But don’t be happy, Daoist Master Xuan Guang only said he wanted him alive, but nothing else. Rao will concoct you properly and make you beg for your life and die.” Xiao Gao said in a ruthless voice.

In fact, he didn’t say it all, he didn’t just lose face in front of Xuan Guang, he couldn’t catch Qing Yu, he would even lose his life. Moreover, this time, chasing Qing Yu away from the battlefield was not only encompa*sed by the word offended, it was foreseeable that Song Ziqi would not let him have an easy time.

Thinking of the consequences of chasing Qing Yu, Xiao Gao’s face became even more fierce, and his killing intent could not be restrained from raging in his heart.