Chapter 6 Accident
Chapter 6 Accident
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Qin Fengqing arrived at the parking lot, intending to drive to the outskirts of Shanghai.
Qin Fengqing bought a car specifically to make it easier to complete her missions, so that she could go anywhere more conveniently.
After opening the car door, he immediately placed Tang Hengdao in the passenger seat, started the car, and drove straight out of the school.
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Half an hour later, Qin Fengqing parked the car two kilometers away from the cult's stronghold.
The rest of the journey had to be walked to avoid being discovered by the cultists due to making too much noise.
Qin Fengqing activated an energy barrier to shield his aura and slowly approached the abandoned warehouse.
Before long, Qin Fengqing reached the outer wall of the abandoned warehouse. After looking around, he found only one sentry post.
Qin Fengqing then scaled the wall and went around to the back, slashing out with his sword. The whistle didn't even make a sound before Qin Fengqing cut him in half at the waist.
Qin Fengqing quickly entered the abandoned warehouse. He searched each room, figuring out the distribution of people, and then used the energy barrier to eliminate the first-rank martial artists one by one without making a sound.
After dealing with all the cultists with first-grade cultivation, Qin Fengqing arrived at the final meeting room.
While investigating the distribution of personnel, Qin Fengqing learned that all cult members of rank two and above were having a meeting in the conference room, which gave him the opportunity to purge the cult members of rank one.
I went to the blind spot by the window of the conference room and silently observed the inside. There were only 6 people left inside, and the person sitting at the head of the table was not mentioned in the school's records.
The materials provided by the school mentioned that Wang Ruo, a high-level martial artist of the third rank, and Yi Che, a possible third-rank martial artist, were seated in the second seat.
The other three are the three second-rank martial artists mentioned in the information.
The person sitting in the first seat clearly held a higher status than Wang Ruo.
With Qin Fengqing's current mental strength, he could clearly sense that the person sitting in the first seat had at least 1000 calories of qi and blood, which meant that this person's cultivation level was at least at the fourth-grade martial artist realm.
No wonder the school requires at least three high-level third-rank martial artists to form a team; it must be to prevent such emergencies.
While Qin Fengqing was pondering what to do outside, he heard Wang Ruo say, "Sir, this stronghold has probably been exposed. In the past few days, the sentries have been seeing detectives around here."
Should we find a new base?
The deacon's face turned grave as he said, "Then we really need to find someone else. The detectives have noses as sharp as dogs; the presence of their people around here means we've been exposed."
"A cult leader, no wonder." After listening to the conversation, Qin Fengqing had a general idea in mind.
In cults, reaching the middle level allows one to become a steward, ranging from the fourth to the sixth rank, and this person should have just broken through to the fourth rank.
Qin Fengqing crouched down at the doorway, gripping the Tang Hengdao tightly in her hand.
Their meeting ended quickly, and after everyone was dismissed, they were about to leave the conference room when they heard several loud shouts the moment the door opened.
"Sever the body!"
"Soul Slayer!"
"Soul Destroyer!"
"Extinguish consciousness!"
Qin Fengqing suddenly attacked and swung four times in quick succession. The three second-grade martial artists and the four early-stage third-grade martial artists in front of him were unable to dodge in time and were cut in half at the waist.
The other two immediately retreated, hastily grabbing their weapons and assuming defensive stances.
The black-clad deacon looked at Qin Fengqing and said in a deep voice, "A student from Wuhan University?"
Seeing how young Qin Fengqing was, this person already had the answer in his heart: he was either a student from the military or the detective department.
The two stepped back again and scanned their surroundings.
"The others are probably all dead," Wang Ruowang said to the steward.
Seeing that Qin Fengqing was the only one around, the black-clad steward was no longer in such a hurry. With the two of them working together, they were more than capable of dealing with a mid-level fourth-grade martial artist, and they could still escape if they wanted to.
Those people were caught off guard and couldn't defend themselves. Qin Fengqing's strikes weren't very powerful; they were just enough to kill them. Plus, Qin Fengqing looked very young, so the black-clad steward thought Qin Fengqing's cultivation level wasn't very high.
With these thoughts in mind, the black-clad butler's actions were swift.
The two men, armed with weapons, rushed towards Qin Fengqing from the left and right.
Seeing this, Qin Fengqing blocked the first wave of attacks with his sword, then twisted his body and slashed horizontally with his sword towards Wang Ruo.
Wang Ruo immediately parried, and the collision of the weapons produced a metallic clanging sound. A strong shockwave made Wang Ruo's arm go numb.
Wang Ruo's expression changed and he hurriedly shouted, "This strength is wrong. This kid has at least fourth-grade Qi and blood."
Upon hearing this, the black-clad steward thrust his sword at Qin Fengqing and shouted, "Use your battle techniques quickly, or you'll be in trouble today!"
"Extreme Swordplay!"
Qin Fengqing exerted her strength to repel Wang Ruo, and then unleashed three slashes at the black-clad steward.
"Sever the body!"
"Soul Slayer!"
"Destroy!"
"Three cuts combined into one!"
The knife and sword clashed instantly, and the black-clad butler's sword made a series of cracking sounds.
The black-clad butler's expression changed drastically.
"How is this possible!"
After their weapons separated, spiderweb-like cracks spread outwards from the spot where Qin Fengqing had struck the black-clad butler's sword.
Alloy metals are controlled resources, making them extremely difficult for cultists to obtain. Therefore, even with the Black-Clad Deacon's fourth-rank cultivation level, he could only use a knife made of D-grade alloy. However, after this collision, his sword was completely destroyed, indicating that the person in front of him had higher burst damage and health points than him, and also used a better weapon.
At this moment, Wang Ruo was shocked by the previous collision between the two of them, and for a moment his expression was somewhat dazed.
"You dare to be distracted while fighting me?" Qin Fengqing seized the opportunity and slashed out with his sword.
"The Fifth Form of the Deadly Blade - Death's End!"
Wang Ruo barely managed to react and parry, but Qin Fengqing's blade severed his weapon, sending him flying and crashing into the wall. The blow broke his torso, leaving him embedded in the wall, barely breathing.
Upon seeing this, the black-clad butler immediately retreated, turning around and crashing into the window.
"Trying to run? Did you ask me first?" Qin Fengqing sped away, using the Cloud Step technique of the Void Realm.
"Your Grandpa Qin built his empire on speed. If you can't run away from me, try again in your next life."
Qin Fengqing quickly caught up with the black-clad steward.
Seeing that Qin Fengqing had caught up with him, the black-clad butler gave up on running and decided to fight Qin Fengqing to the death.
"Even if I die today, you won't have an easy time!"
He then rushed towards Qin Fengqing.
Qin Fengqing unleashed five slashes in one go.
The "Five Cuts Combined" technique unleashed a burst of 450 calories of energy, instantly beheading the black-clad butler.
His head fell to the ground, his eyes wide open in death, still staring intently at Qin Fengqing.
Qin Fengqing dragged the corpse back to the abandoned warehouse, then directly finished off the dying Wang Ruo, relieving him of his suffering.
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