#333 - I don’t know if I can beat him, but he’s just handsome!
“Yes!”
“We understand!”
This time, the hundred-odd constables from Xiyang Prefecture no longer hesitated.
They naturally knew the rules of the Dragon Gate Inn, but as mentioned before, Wei Changtian was now an even bigger “rule”.
Therefore, regardless of whether the mysterious Third-Rank shopkeeper of the Dragon Gate Inn would intervene, they had to rush into the inn to search for the criminals.
“The government is handling a case! Everyone come out!!”
“Those who disobey will be executed according to the law!”
“Throw down all your weapons at your feet!”
“…”
Loud shouts rose and fell, as the constables cautiously approached the inn's small building, brandishing their sabers.
At this moment, accompanied by a loud “crack”, a wooden window on the top floor of the inn suddenly shattered.
“Bang!”
As if a giant rock had fallen to the ground, a large, pot-bellied man leaped out of the broken window in the next moment, slamming heavily in front of Wei Changtian.
This man's physique was like that of a sumo wrestler from the island nation in his previous life, wearing an extremely large robe, his face full of suppressed anger.
Good heavens, this has to be at least five hundred catties.
Looking at the fat man staring intently at him, Wei Changtian was greatly surprised, but his face remained expressionless.
Needless to say, this fatty must be the legendary Third-Rank expert surnamed Huang.
“Who are you! How dare you run wild in my Dragon Gate Inn?!”
Seeing Wei Changtian so calm, the fat man's anger instantly intensified. He suddenly took a step forward, his slightly narrowed eyes full of murderous intent.
However, Wei Changtian still looked indifferent.
“You don't need to know who I am.”
“I have brought people here to arrest fugitives. How can you say I'm running wild?”
“No one is allowed to use force or draw weapons within the Dragon Gate Inn! You have broken the rules!”
Seeing that Wei Changtian didn't give him any face, the fat man's tone immediately became colder: “I'll give you three breaths to get out of here with your men!”
“Otherwise, none of you will leave!”
“…”
From their first meeting to their imminent confrontation, the two had said less than ten sentences in total, not even figuring out each other's background.
Wei Changtian didn't know why the fat man was acting so recklessly, but he himself was simply in a bad mood.
I came all the way here to save people, and you're still blocking me here. If I didn't have a shortage of system points, I would have smashed a 'Divine Strike' on your face.
Although he hadn't made a move yet, however...
Faced with the fat man's threat, Wei Changtian deliberately waited for three breaths before slowly saying:
“Three breaths have passed, what do you want to do?”
“Hahaha! Good! Very good!!”
“Whoosh!!”
The fat man laughed in anger, the fat on his face trembling wildly, but the pure inner strength around him was surging frantically.
He clenched his fists tightly, the yellow sand under his feet swirling and gathering around him, forming long swords, the tips of the swords pointing menacingly at Wei Changtian.
Using momentum as a blade, indeed, he is in the Third-Rank Realm.
“Wow!”
Seeing this scene, the surrounding crowd suddenly erupted in an uproar.
“Shopkeeper Huang is indeed a Third-Rank!!”
“Eye-opening! This is the first time I've seen a Third-Rank martial artist make a move!”
“What's the background of that young master? There's not a trace of fear on his face?”
Some were guessing the identities of Wei Changtian and Li Wutong, and some were wondering if today's events had anything to do with them.
But most people were still marveling at the supernatural powers displayed by the fat man.
Upper Third-Rank martial artists are “rare species” no matter where they are placed. Most people may never see them make a move in their lifetime, so it is not surprising that they have this kind of reaction now.
However, Wei Changtian was already used to it.
Looking at the sand swords floating in mid-air a few feet away, he just curled his lips, and then waved his hand casually.
“Clang!!!”
A series of crisp metallic sounds rang out. Led by Louying, Bailian, and Qingdu three sabers, fifty long sabers emerged one after another, and in the next moment, they also floated beside Wei Changtian, facing the long swords condensed by the fat man with yellow sand from afar.
Two people, hundreds of suspended swords and sabers, a great battle was about to break out.
That's right, this was Wei Changtian's purpose.
The reason why he didn't use “Divine Strike” before was first because he was distressed about the system points, and second because he felt that the fat man didn't necessarily have to die.
But the most important thing was that he wanted to try whether he could actually exchange a few moves with a Third-Rank expert.
Although his current realm is only Fifth-Rank, he has Heavenly-Rank martial skills such as “Returning Dust Saber” and “Soaring Step” that have been practiced to Great Perfection, and he also has three divine weapons, as well as the special supernatural power “Ten Thousand Blades Draw”.
Now, adding the perverted “Moon Picking Sword”... Wei Changtian felt that even if he couldn't beat a Third-Rank martial artist, it shouldn't be a problem to exchange a few moves.
“Go inside, find someone.”
Not forgetting the business of this trip, Wei Changtian ordered the constables again, and then his face became serious for the first time.
The right hand, which had been behind his back, slowly stretched out, gently grasping the hilt of the Louying Saber floating beside him, and casually twirled a saber flower.
“Clang!!!!”
As the Louying Saber turned into a semi-circular afterimage, the remaining forty-nine long sabers also trembled and rose half a zhang in unison. The glow of the setting sun was refracted into countless mottled and scattered light spots, like a flood surging from the mountains and seas towards the four directions.
Birds fly in thousands of white spots, the sun sets in half a red wheel.
To be honest, it is not clear whether Wei Changtian's action has practical combat effect, but it is indeed shocking enough.
If you add his handsome face...
“Young Master Wei…”
Li Wutong on the side had been stunned at some point. Her whole person was completely dazed on the spot, her eyes only on Wei Changtian's profile and the fifty suspended long sabers.
The performance of other people at this time was not much different.
Although they were all big men, they were not as infatuated as Li Wutong.
But the visual effect of Wei Changtian's hand was indeed not weaker than that of the fat man.
It was even slightly better.
After all, in terms of personal image, Wei Changtian was at least several grades stronger than the fat man.
“Who exactly are you?”
On the other side, as an important supporting role in Wei Changtian's pretentious scene, the expression on the fat man's face also showed a hint of hesitation at this time.
At this point, he could no longer fail to see that Wei Changtian's identity was unusual. Although he was confident that he could easily defeat this arrogant person, what if he provoked the forces behind him...
The more the fat man thought about it, the more entangled he became, but Wei Changtian had finally found a “sparring partner”, so naturally he couldn't just give up.
He didn't answer the other party's question, but suddenly waved the Louying Saber in the air.
“Whoosh!”
“Tear!!!!”
In the fat man's horrified gaze, forty-nine long sabers tore through the air, turning into a huge golden light that had already slashed in front of him in an instant.
“Ah!!”
“You, you actually launched a sneak attack!!”
