My Two-sided Cultivation: Starting From Collecting Experiences

330 Numbers No Longer Matter

Whoosh!

Flames flickered on the swords of the Thunderbolt Gang. Despite their instability, the hail that fell would split apart the moment it touched the ‘weak’ flames. Such was the might of the thunderbolt blade technique.

“Brothers, today is the day! Even if we have to sacrifice our lives, we will not let this villain, Poison Dragon, continue to aid the enemy!”

Several members raised their arms and shouted loudly, their voices resounding with conviction, stirring the hearts of the surrounding Thunderbolt Gang martial artists.

Boom!

Before he could finish speaking, the figure surrounded by blood-colored fog had already rushed in front of him. “Qin…” His eyes widened as he swung his long sword toward Qin Huai’s fist.

Midway, the fist transformed into a palm, and a handful of five-colored dust flew out from Qin Huai’s sleeve. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his throat burning as if on the verge of death. His eyes, bloodshot, stared intently at Qin Huai’s movements, the long sword landing on the ground and smashing through the flower workshop’s floor.

Crack!

The already damaged third floor collapsed completely.

“Ah!” Everyone wailed as they fell from the third floor, hail and fog filling the air along with dust and blood, making the already chaotic battlefield even more complex.

The leader of the Thunderbolt Gang shouted, “Now!”

Seizing the momentary distraction, a powerful hand emerged from the fog, grabbing the man by the neck.

Crack!

With a burst of energy, the man’s neck was instantly snapped. Flames lit up above his head, as if the sun had fallen and smashed into the ground.

“Nine consecutive revolutions, fire thunderbolt!”

Scorching flames formed a circle, and nine flaming swords descended from the sky, crashing toward Qin Huai’s head.

Buzz…

A wall of qi blocked their path. Concealed in the thick fog, it was impossible to determine what kind of cultivation technique it was for a moment.

Qin Huai’s finger tapped lightly on the ten-dragon wall above his head. “Longevity forbidden technique, poison dragon shock!”

Boom!

A terrifying shockwave instantly erupted. The force soared into the sky, sending the owners of the nine flaming long blades flying.

Qin Huai’s legs bent as he exerted his strength and soared into the sky, just as another four long blades slashed down.

Bang!

Flames splashed, setting the entire restaurant ablaze.

Qin Huai, poised to soar into the sky, was halted midair by four long blades. The searing flames tore through his blood qi armor, stopping just short of his clothes. Yet, they couldn’t break through the final boundary.

The four assailants gritted their teeth and trembled, as if their five senses strained to penetrate Qin Huai’s defenses.

“Wait until his aura is exhausted…” one of them growled through clenched teeth.

Qin Huai glanced at the nine people he had blown away earlier; they had already landed on the roofs of surrounding pavilions and were charging at him once more.

“We can’t fail!” someone roared angrily. “If we fail, the rest of our brothers will die! Then all our efforts will be in vain! Head Xiao will also die because of us.”

Not far away, the flame on Xiao Guangping’s blade intensified. “I’m not fighting alone,” he thought.

Qin Huai’s gaze locked onto the man he had just sent flying. “Didn’t anyone teach you when you broke through to the bone pattern realm? After reaching the bone pattern realm, numbers no longer play a decisive role.” He then spat out a word: “Fall!”

The flames on the swords of the four people surrounding him instantly dissipated. Their faces went pale, and they struggled to remain steady. In a moment of distraction, the four were suddenly jolted awake.

The flames on their blades reignited, stronger than before. But it was too late. Qin Huai’s voice sounded from behind one of them, “Too slow!” His strong hands gently cupped the person’s head. Then, with a twist, the head fell to the ground.

The remaining three narrowed their eyes as a silver light pierced the night sky.

Whoosh!

One of them was struck between the eyebrows and nailed to the second-floor floorboards. The remaining two couldn’t help but swallow hard and tremble. “This fellow’s too strong, and his speed is too fast…”

As long as Qin Huai could close the distance and get within range of their long swords, they would become lambs awaiting slaughter. They stared at Qin Huai, whose cultivation technique and armor had been weakened, making his defenses less solid.

“Stabilize your Dao heart!” they encouraged. “We’ve already used up enough of his strength. Didn’t you see that the cultivation technique armor on his body has been damaged?”

However, in the next moment, the blood qi armor on Qin Huai’s body instantly recovered. With the blood heart technique, his recovery ability was unparalleled. Unless they could kill him in one blow, trying to wear him down through attrition would be futile.

Upon seeing this, the person who had just spoken paled. “No…”

Whoosh!

Qin Huai had already vanished, stomping on the floor below. The second floor of the flower workshop groaned under his weight, clearly on the verge of collapse.

“Kill him!” The disheartened man no longer offered encouragement but took the lead, charging at Qin Huai.