Chapter 765: Winds and Clouds Converge

Liu Wuxiu's objection was accepted by Tang Luo, and the sword decision remained unchanged.

Tang Luo, Ao Yulie, and Zhuge Liang quickly left the hotel and headed for that secluded park.

There, Qin Wushuang and Sun Hongyun faced off, the atmosphere growing increasingly heavy, yet they did not come to blows.

On the contrary, the two Jacks dared not move.

As Qin Wushuang and Sun Hongyun confronted each other, their auras suddenly locked onto the two War Spirits.

If the two War Spirits moved again, they would suffer a thunderous strike.

Damn it!

Just now the two Jacks pretended to fight to set a trap; now the tables have turned, and it's their turn to be targeted by two other people pretending to confront each other while actually locking onto them.

The key point is, these two are also Spirit Lords!

As War Spirits, to be completely suppressed and targeted by two Spirit Lords can be called a humiliating disgrace.

Fortunately, neither of the two Jacks had any sense of honor or shame; they only wanted to leave this dangerous place.

Not to mention Sun Hongyun who appeared behind them, Qin Wushuang alone could truly kill the two Jacks.

If that "hand blade" came two or three more times, the two Jack War Spirits absolutely could not withstand it; they would be "cut down from their horses" by Qin Wushuang.

This strength far exceeded everyone's expectations, and surpassed the normal scope of extraordinary beings.

Anyway, Liu Wuxiu, including Ping Tianmei, could not understand how Qin Wushuang managed to do it.

With such strength, no wonder he had the confidence to come out openly and face two War Spirits head-on.

He looked a bit foolish, but at least he had something to rely on.

Since Qin Wushuang is like this, what about Sun Hongyun? Where does his reliance lie?

Before long, sounds came from the direction the bullets had been fired from earlier; someone was rapidly approaching.

Soon, several more people arrived at the scene.

And they were from the same camp.

Slightly ahead was a man clad in armor, nine chi tall, with a beard two chi long, a face like heavy dates, lips as if painted red, phoenix eyes, silkworm eyebrows, handsome and dignified in appearance, awe-inspiring in bearing.

One hand held a great guandao; the blade showed a blue-green color, like green jade.

Around the blade swirled misty vapors, faintly forming a small azure dragon coiling about it.

No need for further words; this one's identity, one look and everyone knows in their hearts.

Famous general of the Three Kingdoms, Guan Yu, courtesy name Yunchang.

Upon seeing Guan Yu, Liu Wuxiu was startled, then felt a wave of sadness.

Why, why are other people's summoned War Spirits all so normal?

His Three Kingdoms War Spirits, each one more bizarre than the last.

The Guan Yu in the water curtain undoubtedly matches the popular image; even the green hat has been perfectly reproduced.

Of course, the green hat worn on Guan Yu's head carries not the slightest hint of ridicule.

That heavy majesty, the aura of a battlefield fierce general, is enough to cover everything.

Trailing slightly behind Guan Yu was likewise a man dressed as a battlefield fierce general, eight chi tall, slender waist and long arms, pale gold complexion, eyebrows of eight colors, eyes like bright stars.

At his waist hung a pair of long-and-short double maces; his imposing presence was no less than Guan Yu's.

The two stood slightly apart, their freed hands jointly grasping a man, bringing him along.

"General Guan, General Qin." Sun Hongyun stopped staring at Qin Wushuang, turned, and cupped his fists in greeting toward the two.

Qin Wushuang, meanwhile, looked at the two soldier-clad War Spirits and asked, "Guan Yunchang, Qin Shubao?"

"Precisely." Sun Hongyun laughed.

The two walked before Sun Hongyun and threw down the man they held: "Mission accomplished without disgrace."

"Many thanks, you two Generals." Sun Hongyun glanced at the man on the ground.

The man was badly wounded; fresh blood seeped through his clothes.

One could see this was a middle-aged man with a Western face.

"Your master?" Sun Hongyun looked at the two Jack War Spirits and asked.

The two Jack War Spirits' expressions were completely unreadable, but from their reaction of stopping completely and no longer attempting to flee, they most likely weren't getting away.

"So it's him." Qin Wushuang recognized the man's face and let out a cold snort.

"You know him?"

"Gardner, fought him once before, my defeated subordinate, a piece of trash." Qin Wushuang said, "He's lived to a dog's age."

Incomparably arrogant.

It's just that, combined with the fresh blood on his face, the persuasiveness isn't particularly great.

"All your defeated subordinates are trash." Sun Hongyun seemed to smile yet not, mocking Qin Wushuang.

Qin Wushuang said: "Don't forget, you're also my defeated subordinate."

"Heh." Sun Hongyun retorted tit for tat, "The matter of you losing to me, have you forgotten that?"

"Fight, fight!"

Inside the hotel, Liu Wuxiu added to his data while cheering on Qin Wushuang and Sun Hongyun, wishing they would fight to the death right there.

Zhu Bajie took a glance; the data Liu Wuxiu added included these:

Unknown Spirit Lord, trash, already dead.

Gardner, trash, dying soon, can be provoked.

Zhu Bajie sympathetically patted Liu Wuxiu; only a dying Spirit Lord is "can be provoked."

Should one say Ah Xiu you're truly miserable, or truly steady?

Qin Wushuang seemed to have heard Liu Wuxiu's cheering; he looked at the two battlefield fierce generals whose spirit swallowed ten thousand li like tigers, his eyes full of soaring fighting spirit.

"Forget it." Sun Hongyun spoke lightly at this moment.

"Looking at your condition, you're not in good shape either. Today I won't take advantage of you. Moreover..." He paused, "Letting others take advantage also displeases me. Let's each deal with the remaining few, then have a rematch in a week. How about that?"

With reinforcements arriving on his side, he instead chose to make a gentleman's agreement with Qin Wushuang.

"I'm in great condition." Qin Wushuang said.

Sun Hongyun smiled without speaking, glanced at the two Jacks, then said to Guan Yu and Qin Qiong: "Two generals, these two petty scoundrels are yours to handle."

"Qin brother, since we didn't determine a winner earlier, how about we compete to see who's faster?" Guan Yu laughed.

"Alright, Guan brother."

Poor the two Jacks—though their strength was truly not weak, they were treated like fish on a chopping block.

"Damn it..." The severely wounded Gardner, ignored by all, struggled, "Kill them all!"

A dazzling light flared on his right arm—finally he had a chance to use the Spirit Command.

The two Jacks shuddered; the Spring-Leg Jack's legs, which had vanished, instantly restored.

The Ripper Jack did not transform into human form; instead, black thick fog spread in all directions, instantly enveloping this area completely.

Turning this place into a pitch-black darkness where one cannot see their hand in front of their face.

"Really not afraid of death, huh." Sun Hongyun lowered his head, stepping on Gardner with one foot.

Gardner sneered ferociously: "I've already cast the Spirit Command. Even if you kill me, they won't disappear for a short time. Come on, kill me if you can!"

Rolled meat.

"Can't see anything." The image in the water curtain turned pitch black.

"We've been discovered." Zhu Bajie said while reaching out to adjust something.

"Us?"

"No, it's Mitan Mei." Zhu Bajie finished adjusting, and the black mist in the water curtain gradually faded, revealing a semi-transparent scene.

Mist swirled; before Qin Wushuang and the others, a fog-free road suddenly opened, and at its end stood a translucent humanoid figure.

"We've been discovered!"

Mitan Mei immediately revealed her figure, walking closer.

The area shrouded in black mist also included her hiding spot.

The Ripper Jack immediately detected the hidden Mitan Mei, then very cleverly exposed her.

The meaning is clear: why don't you two fight first?

"You two are truly imposing." Mitan Mei walked while smiling.

Her face showed no tension, appearing to regard Qin and Sun as nothing.

Such confidence naturally wasn't due to her own strength.

But because the red-clad youth was already within arm's reach!

Before Qin and Sun could speak, a faint, lingering flute sound drifted into everyone's ears.

Mitan Mei's face changed; suddenly she felt her body lose control, her hands involuntarily rising to clutch her own throat.

I'm choking myself!

"Hmph!"

The two generals let out a cold snort, and battlefield killing intent surged.

Golden spears and iron horses—not only was the flute sound "scattered," but the impact also caused the surrounding thick fog to churn violently.

Sun Hongyun had a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth, completely unmoved.

As for Qin Wushuang, a large shield vaguely appeared beside him, flashed by, and he was no longer affected by the flute sound either.

"Looks like you still have a battle spirit, huh." Sun Hongyun crouched, looking at Gardner and said.

Gardner's face turned ferocious: "Why aren't you affected?"

Over there, Mitan Mei was strangling herself, wildly competing against herself.

The two battle spirits—Qin Wushuang also took action.

Only Sun Hongyun remained utterly still; the flute sound had absolutely no effect on him.

"Let me guess." Sun Hongyun didn't answer Gardner's question, "Ripper Jack, Spring-Leg Jack—if they control people's flute sound and share the same source... then the Pied Piper of Hamelin, I wasn't wrong, was I?"

"Squeak squeak squeak squeak!"

A rat's cry answered Gardner instead.

In the heavy black mist, black rats surged forth like a tide, giving no reaction time, completely submerging Sun, Qin, and others.

In an instant, a mound of rats replaced the positions of several people.

The next moment, a cold blade light shattered the rat mound, sweeping away all surrounding rats.

On the other side, where the similarly submerged Mitan Mei stood, ripples strangely appeared on the ground—originally solid earth, now turned into a puddle at some unknown time.

A faint wine aroma drifted out.

The black rats squeaked as they sank into that small puddle.

"Ha, ha..." Mitan Mei, bloodied and covered in wounds, had no time to use "Pitan's World" to recover; she knelt respectfully, "Lord Shuten."

"Truly disgraceful."

In the black mist, a handsome red-clad youth appeared, shaking his head.

"Shuten? Shuten Doji?" Sun Hongyun guessed the newcomer's identity.

They were naturally unharmed.

However, the Gardner who had originally lain on the ground had already vanished.

The black mist and rats swirled into a black whirlwind, wrapping Gardner, preparing to escape.

Just then, the snapping sound of a taut steel string breaking came through.

A dense barrage of giant crossbow bolts poured down, all of them slamming into the whirlwind formed of black mist and black rats, completely shattering it.

Gardner and the two Jacks fell from midair to the ground.

Zhuge Liang emerged, carrying his Zhuge crossbow.

Beside him, Tang Luo held the Heavenly Howling Dog.

Ao Yulie, who had originally come together with them, was absent.

The two approached, their steps halted, and Tang Luo swept his gaze across the field, curling his mouth into a silent smile.

Suddenly, everyone felt as if they stood at the edge of a cliff, where one step forward would plunge them into an abyss of ten thousand zhang.

The sensation vanished in an instant, seeming like an illusion; in everyone's eyes as they looked at Tang Luo, there was now a hint of wariness.

He is a formidable warrior worth noting!

"Lu Bu!" Ping Tianmei, dressed in tattered clothes, her mouse-bitten wounds already healed, shouted Tang Luo's "war spirit identity."

"Military advisor?"

Guan Yu stared in astonishment at Zhuge Liang.

"Yun Chang." Zhuge Liang gave a slight nod.

Old friends reunited, yet now they were opponents.

"Who is Lu Bu, who is the military advisor, General Guan..." Sun Hongyun remarked beside them, "General Guan, did you greet the wrong person?"

How could it be otherwise? The burly man lugging what looked like a shell-firing contraption must be Lu Bu, right?