Water Ink Panel: Starting with Bow Technique to Hunt the Sun and Patrol the Skies

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The number of people arriving kept increasing.

Before long, about twenty hunters had gathered, which somewhat surprised Shen Qing.

Since that was the case, today would be a good day to make a big move.

Shen Qing made a hand gesture, and the veteran hunters instantly understood.

They spread out as if hunting in the mountains, adeptly splitting into groups and crouching down as they headed towards the perimeter of the courtyard.

Especially near the entrance, many traps and snares had been set.

Seeing that the preparations were nearly complete, Shen Qing stimulated his Turtle Breath Technique to the extreme, then bent his knees slightly and flipped over the courtyard wall with ease.

Without making a sound.

After entering the courtyard, Shen Qing didn't see any other shadows.

He could only faintly hear the teasing laughter of women from inside the rooms, along with the sounds of people drinking, eating meat, playing cards, and carousing, which seemed very noisy.

Shen Qing's perception was quite sharp, and he could faintly make out several threads of panting amidst the sounds.

These people were engaging in an orgy, which had been ongoing without a pause since the night before.

Shen Qing walked to the gate and gently opened the latch, letting Tian Xiaohu and the others in.

After sneaking into the courtyard with a few others, Shen Qing scanned the surroundings and spotted an inconspicuous window in a corner.

Without hesitation, Shen Qing deftly slipped through it, agile as a cat.

Inside the room.

A group of underlings were taking turns with a few women who were kneeling on the ground.

Many others were cheering them on.

"Da Lei, can you handle it? The loser has to drink three cups!"

"Of course, I can! If you're a man, you must hold on for a Shi Chen, ah!"

"Hahaha..."

"Drink! Drink!"

Eagle found his men's heckling quite amusing.

A bare-chested man sitting next to him said, "Going after Hongshan Gang like this tonight, could that cause trouble? I heard that the guy surnamed Tang brought five or six dozen men and all got wiped out by them. With just our few guys..."

Eagle dismissed the concern, saying, "It's all about being ruthless in our business. If you're not tough, you won't stand firm. Just because they're strong, does that mean I can't touch them? I just want to test them, to see what they're really made of."

The bare-chested man was still worried and asked, "These people came out of nowhere, and you just go after them without checking?"

"You think I'm as dumb as Tang? I've already checked. They're from Hongshan Village, and the only two who've learned martial arts were the two who entered Linfeng Hall two months ago," Eagle replied with a laugh, turning his head. "You don't think they could've made something of themselves in just two months, do you?"

"Logically speaking, that should be case... but just to be safe..."

Eagle cut him off: "I know what you mean. Come, take a look at this..."

As he spoke, Eagle took out a long rectangular box from his chest.

"What is this...?"

Eagle spoke in a low voice, "This is a Martial Mechanism Bomb seized by the government office from the Huang Tian Sect. One bomb going off, and even a Martial Artist in the Bone Refining Realm would not be able to handle it, they'd be crippled if not dead, and it's extremely easy to trigger. If I really can't beat them, I'll just hit them with this, and they won't even know how they died."

"That powerful?" A surprised voice appeared next to Eagle, inappropriately inquiring.

"Of course, would I lie to you guys?"

Eagle turned his head to look at the source of the voice and saw an unfamiliar face. Frowning in suspicion, he said, "Who are you, you look kind of familiar to me?"

"Me? Don't you know? Didn't think it through when you made your move yesterday?"

Eagle's eyes widened as if he realized something, and his expression drastically changed. His hand suddenly lunged for the box.

But Shen Qing was quicker.

Just as Eagle reached out, Shen Qing's two fingers, held together like a sword, had already pressed on his wrist.

Eagle's flesh was like tofu, easily penetrated by Shen Qing's fingers.

A scream rang out.

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Eagle's wrist hurt and released its grip, and the Martial Mechanism Bomb fell, which Shen Qing caught steadily.

"Attack!"

After a successful hit, Shen Qing shouted loudly.

Tian Xiaohu and others, who had been ready to burst forth from outside the door, suddenly crashed through the entrance and rushed in.

At such close distance, bows and arrows were no longer useful; it was all close-quarters combat.

Fortunately, there were not many martial artists in the room, and most of them were ordinary people.

Facing the hunters from the deep forests, they had no choice but to be overwhelmed and beaten.

Seeing the tide turn against him, Eagle pulled back his wrist, his muscles bulged throughout his body as he threw a punch at Shen Qing.

A head-on clash?

Shen Qing's movement technique was sharp; with just a slight sidestep, he dodged Eagle's punch.

Boom!

Eagle's fist landed on the Eight Immortals table, immediately shattering it to pieces.

Bang, bang, bang...

The sounds of Shen Qing and Eagle's fight echoed ceaselessly within the building, like rolling thunder.

Eagle, with his Kung Fu Training, had muscles that twisted like vines, seemingly forged from copper and iron, each of his punches accompanied by a whistling that seemed to tear through the air.

Despite the pain in his hand, his punches came in rapid succession, akin to overlapping mountain ranges, continuously aimed at Shen Qing.

The furniture inside the house was smashed and shattered into chaos under the impact of this force.

In the end, Eagle still had some tricks up his sleeve; after a brief lapse, he found an opening and sealed Shen Qing's movement, punching out.

"Die! No one in the West City can beat me at hard skill!" Eagle roared, his face filled with a brutish cruelty.

Faced with an unavoidable attack, Shen Qing struck out with his palm, colliding with Eagle's fist.

"Bang!" a loud noise exploded.

The airwave spread in all directions, as if the surrounding air had been torn apart by this force.

Shen Qing's arm swelled at an exaggerated rate, his clothes were stretched tight, revealing veins on his palm that emerged like wriggling earthworms, sinuous and powerful.

A look of hesitation flashed across Eagle's face.

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"Is that all you've got, and you dare boast?" Shen Qing did not expect the other party to be so weak. He sneered playfully, pushing his Blood Dominance Technique to its limit.

He spun around, his fingers coming together, the tips gathering a sharp current of air, and stabbed fiercely towards Eagle.

"Swish—" The sound of his finger cutting through the air was sharp and piercing, as if it could penetrate any barrier.

A trace of fear flickered in Eagle's eyes; he had not expected Shen Qing to possess such a lethal move.

But Eagle was still a hardened fighter; he reacted quickly, retreating sharply to avoid this deadly strike.

Would Shen Qing give him that chance?

The Hunting Physical Technique followed closely, aiming straight for Eagle's throat.

Eagle let out a furious roar and threw a punch in response.

"Pfft!"

Shen Qing, who had attained the Bone Refining Realm, was solid in his foundation, exceptional in his movement technique.

With the strength from the Blood Dominance Technique, his two fingers easily bypassed Eagle's fist.

Like swords, his two fingers penetrated his throat.

Blood gushed out like a fountain.

Eagle's figure swayed and then he collapsed with a thunderous fall.

"You're right, in this world it all comes down to ruthlessness. Unfortunately, you're not as ruthless as I am."

Shen Qing glanced coldly around him and said in a chilling tone, "Not a single person in this room shall be spared!"