Judging by the steps of these martial artists, their realm clearly exceeds another level; they might have Eighth or Seventh Grade cultivation.
Not just them, more and more people are starting to gather towards this place.
Chen Tang frowned slightly.
This place should be outside the Divine Land, belonging neither to Qian Country nor Nanxia.
He just didn't understand why people here harbored such strong hostility towards people from the Divine Land.
Chen Tang was new to this place and knew nothing about it.
How many experts are here, he had no idea.
If a conflict broke out with so many people, fighting could cause endless trouble afterward.
On the largest cargo ship, a few people were standing on the deck, leaning on the ship's side, looking over in this direction.
One of them, a young girl, was dressed in light purple samurai armor, with a sharp blade hanging at her waist. Her round face, dark, sparkling eyes, and delicate appearance exuded a bit of courage. She was watching the commotion leisurely.
Surrounding her were both n and won, like stars surrounding the moon, appearing to be the guards and personal attendants by her side.
"People from the Divine Land?"
The girl in purple was sowhat surprised.
"Yes."
A guard next to her nodded, saying, "It seems this person has been drifting at sea for who knows how long, and he actually managed to survive and co ashore; he is indeed fortunate. However, he's in trouble now."
"Yes, those samurai are not easy to deal with."
Another guard chid in.
The girl in purple seed to have thought of sothing, appearing lost in thought.
The group watched with a spectator's mindset, their expressions relaxed.
The samurai from the harbor walked over without courtesy and started berating the tall man. After a few exchanges, they began to fight.
The few samurai drew their waist knives, discussed for a mont among themselves, and one stood out to duel with the tall man.
As a result, this samurai couldn't withstand even a single punch from the tall man.
With a swift movent, a tiger's roar echoed from the seaside, piercing through the hearts!
The next mont, the samurai was sent flying by a single punch from the tall man.
"Oh?"
The girl in purple let out a soft murmur of surprise upon witnessing this, "Tiger Subduing Fist?"
"Miss, what?"
The guard behind her didn't catch it, instinctively asking.
"It's nothing."
The girl in purple addressed her two guards, a man and a woman, "Brother Yin, Xiao Pu, take so people and bring this person over."
"Miss."
The female guard called 'Xiao Pu,' roughly the sa age as the girl in purple, frowned slightly, sowhat unwilling, "We need to stay by your side to protect you; what if sothing goes wrong."
"Yes, why bother with that Divine Land person."
Brother Yin also remarked.
The girl in purple straightened her expression and said sternly, "Follow my orders, go now and bring that person to politely! I have others here to protect , nothing will go wrong."
Brother Yin and Xiao Pu, seeing her expression, dared not refuse any longer, quickly complied, and withdrew, taking so people off the cargo ship towards that direction.
...
Chen Tang originally did not want to attract trouble.
Yet unexpectedly, upon hearing he ca from the Divine Land, people here were extrely hostile.
Those martial artists approached him with unfriendly tones.
Patiently, Chen Tang explained to those around him that he was not any Divine Land spy, only that by so twist of fate, he drifted overseas and ended up here.
But they simply refused to listen.
Seeing Chen Tang showing signs of weakness, the crowd around beca even more agitated.
Those martial artists were also getting restless.
One of them even stood out, wanting to duel him hand-to-hand.
With a casual move of the Tiger Subduing Fist, Chen Tang knocked him down!
He initially thought these martial artists were adhering to so code, reluctant to bully the few with many.
Unexpectedly, seeing the situation turning unfavorable, the remaining five martial artists drew their knives from their waists, positioned themselves, and surrounded Chen Tang.
He had overestimated them.
These people's knives were thin and long, with a slight curve, sharply pointed, sowhat similar to the Miao Saber from a past life, usable with one or both hands.
Different from the wide-bladed single saber popular in the Jianghu of Qian Country's courts.
This type of knife combines the chopping advantage of a saber while usable as a sword, adding versatility.
Of course, no matter the weapon, they all trace back to a common origin.
"Ha!"
All five shouted simultaneously, swinging their knives, attacking Chen Tang.
With their speed and power, Chen Tang already gauged their cultivation realm.
Three were Eighth Grade, two were Seventh Grade.
The five cooperated quite well, striking simultaneously.
Plus, each person's knife moves, angles, were all different.
Soone held the knife with both hands, chopping diagonally downward.
Soone thrust straight, like a long sword attack, a thrust aid at the throat.
Another person rolled on the ground, sweeping his blade at Chen Tang's ankle…
Their sword skills indeed had so rit.
If Chen Tang were at the Eighth Grade, it wouldn't be easy to handle barehanded.
But now, Chen Tang was far beyond his past self.
Not to ntion cultivation realm, he surpassed them by far.
In terms of strength, he absolutely dominated.
Furthermore, the experience accumulated from countless bloody battles, had honed his insight far beyond their reach.
"Humph!"
Chen Tang snorted, applying force through his foot, toe sinking into the sand, then kicked!
A clump of sand was kicked out with the instep of Chen Tang's foot.
The martial artist who had been rolling on the ground just got up, felt his vision blur, covered in sand!
"Ah!"
This martial artist scread, dropped his waist knife, covered his face with both hands, kicking his legs in retreat.
Though it seed just a clump of sand, many small stones were mixed within, and Chen Tang's kick, at such close range, was trendously powerful!
The martial artist's face was scraped, a bloody ss!
Swoosh!
Simultaneous to kicking the sand, Chen Tang stepped with force, flashed in, and collided into another martial artist's chest.
Crack!
A large dent appeared in his chest, as the sound of cracking bones resounded.
While avoiding other knife edges, Chen Tang launched this person ten ters away, flying over the crowd, falling to the ground motionless seconds later.
The two Seventh Grade martial artists swung their knives at an empty strike, hurriedly turning, and slashing at Chen Tang's face, incredibly fast!
The Eighth Grade martial artist behind also held his saber with both hands upright at his chest, the tip targeting Chen Tang's back, bursting with a desperate montum!
Pop!
Chen Tang's eyes lit with electricity, clasping his hands together, clamped down on an incoming blade precisely, and nudged aside!
Clang!
The blade collision, under the trendous force, broke both blades.
Chen Tang seized the falling broken blades, waved them towards the front.
The two Seventh Grade martial artists were hit in the chest, a patch of crimson, collapsing to the ground.
Simultaneously, Chen Tang bent his waist low, his form instantly dropping, seemingly having eyes at the back of his head, dodging a stab from behind!
Bang!
The martial artist on the charge, missed the strike; before he could react, he was struck by imnse force in the chest, sent flying away unconscious.
Though there were many onlookers, no one could clearly see how Chen Tang sent him flying.
This was the Tiger Tail Kick.
A move from the Tiger Subduing Fist, the kick concealed like a tiger's tail!
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