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Chapter 696: One Rage, Then Another

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How daring!

Luo Lekang was not frightened by the arrows that fell like a torrential rain of meteors; he barked coldly, and a fan appeared in his hand—a mid‑grade magical treasure, the Mystic Bird Fan.

It was also a treasure he had scarcely obtained; streams of pure magical energy, wielded through the Mystic Bird Fan, erected a copper‑wall‑like barrier before him, while wave after wave of that energy transformed into ferocious Mystic Birds that swooped toward the meteoric arrows.

"Bang!","Bang!","Bang!"

A series of muffled explosions rang out as the meteoric arrows collided with the Mystic Birds that Luo Lekang had formed from magical energy, destroying arrow after arrow.

However, a few arrows slipped through, striking the barrier that stood like a copper wall before him, leaving a faint mark on it.

Impressive heavy cavalry, even stronger than I imagined!

Luo Lekang wore a grim expression; whether it was his own Mystic Birds that shattered the meteoric arrows, or the magical barrier he had formed that blocked the stray arrows, there was not a hint of pride on his face, only solemnity.

He realized clearly that the heavy cavalry charging at him was only serving appetizers with those meteoric arrows, and that their rate of nocking and drawing was far beyond ordinary—within a few seconds they had already loosed several volleys.

The single Mystic Bird, formed purely of magical energy and originally exceedingly arrogant, destroyed arrow after arrow, yet ultimately perished under wave after wave of meteoric arrows.

During this, the magical barrier before him, as solid as a copper wall, initially bore a series of faint marks as stray arrows struck it.

Later, under wave after wave of arrow barrages, the barrier developed crack after crack like a spider's web.

If a few more volleys arrived, that magical barrier before him would only end in shattering.

Luo Lekang again waved the Mystic Bird Fan, sending forth streams of pure magical energy; some of it poured into the barrier before him, repairing each spider‑web crack, while the rest transformed once more into ferocious Mystic Birds that eliminated the meteoric arrows and swooped toward the charging heavy cavalry.

"Where does your army come from? I am the Imperial Attendant of the Fengyin County Junshoufu, I bear no grudge against you; why do you attack me?"

Luo Lekang shouted.

At this moment, though still furious, the heavy cavalry before him acted without hesitation, treating him like a soft target.

Yet the skill displayed by this heavy cavalry—merely appetizer‑level arrow fire—was beyond what ordinary cultivators could withstand, making him clearly aware of their prowess.

He did not wish to oppose such a force—more precisely, before dealing with the Paper Person controlled by Wang Ping'an and the mastermind Wang Ping'an himself, he did not want to open a second front and fight the heavy cavalry, giving the hidden Wang Ping'an an opening.

Luo Lekang could only state his identity first, letting the heavy cavalry know that he was not an Evil Cultivator causing trouble, but the Imperial Attendant of the Fengyin County Governor, and that they were kin. "Puff!","Puff!","Puff!"

However, what infuriated Luo Lekang even more was that while he shouted loudly, the heavy cavalry charging at him gave no reply, and the leading general brandished a spear, thrusting it like a dragon leaping from the sea, shattering the clawed, snarling sea dragon with a single strike.

Such behavior made Luo Lekang clearly realize that they were coming straight for him; regardless of whether he was the Imperial Attendant of the Fengyin County Junshoufu, this heavy cavalry would not spare him.

"Ha, ha, ha! Do they really think Luo Lekang is easy to bully?"

Luo Lekang grimaced, staring coldly at the oncoming heavy cavalry that surged like ten thousand troops; he did not know which army they belonged to, but they could not be troops of the Great Xia Court—perhaps they were rebels hidden within Daxia.

Of course.

It was also possible they were barbarian troops, though unlikely; Fengyin County, while remote within Daxia, is still deep inside its heartland, and a mere barbarian heavy cavalry could not penetrate that far.

Seeing the heavy cavalry, led by the commanding general and driving their warhorses forward with unstoppable momentum, a flash of fierce resolve flickered in Luo Lekang's eyes; clusters of pure magical energy seeped from his palm into the Mystic Bird Fan, which then detached and transformed into a massive creature—the Mystic Bird.

It was vivid and imposing, like a peerless demonic beast.

With a fierce lunge, the charging heavy cavalry swooped forward, bearing the force of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, in a berserk onslaught.

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"Bang!","Bang!","Bang!"

Luo Lekang did not, after his magical treasure turned into a Mystic Bird, rush at the heavy cavalry; instead of standing idle, he simultaneously unleashed spell after spell. Although most of the spells were shattered by the spear in the leading general's hand, some stray spells still struck the leading general and the cavalry behind him.

They produced a series of muffled explosions, leaving scar after scar on the general's armor—something Luo Lekang had expected, as the leading general's weapons and gear were superior to ordinary cavalry; although his armor was not a magical treasure, it was at least a high‑grade artifact.

Otherwise he could not have withstood the barrage of stray spell attacks!

However.

What shocked Luo Lekang was that the remaining stray spells that hit the cavalry behind the leading general, though most were also destroyed by the spears, still managed to land on one or two riders, yet they caused no harm—only clear scratches on their armor.

"How could this happen?"

Luo Lekang's complexion changed dramatically; the general was not harmed by his spells, only his armor bore repeated scratches—a result he had not anticipated. He could not have imagined that even the cavalry would escape injury, their armor merely marked, and he exclaimed in astonishment:

"Could it be that these cavalrymen's armor ranks are the same as the general's?"

(End of Chapter)

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