boyutpedia Chapter 174 Seizing the Commander
Chapter 174 Seizing the Commander
The person who could recognize Lin Qianxiu from among the distorted and obscured figures from miles away was none other than her cousin, Lin Qianfeng.
Lin Qianfeng's furious roar made Luo Sifan and Lin Qianxiu freeze.
Their movements slowed down considerably, no longer so frantic.
But anyone with experience knows that this is just a finishing touch.
Madness with reason is more flavorful.
The remaining half of the high-ranking members of the Rolling Cloud Army turned even darker, their surprise gone, replaced by rising anger.
Lin Qianfeng nearly choked, but once he caught his breath, he was about to burst into a tirade of curses.
Luo Sifan and Lin Qianxiu separated in an instant, but Lin Qianxiu pouted and pushed Luo Sifan away forcefully.
The scene finally returned to normal! Lin Qianfeng and his men's nameless rage subsided slightly.
"Lin Xiaozhi! Is your brain full of dirty thoughts? You were kissing so sweetly, and now you're making me so embarrassed! There are so many people around!"
Lin Qianxiu, who was originally in a celestial state, was brought down to earth by Luo Sifan's vulgar reaction. She was so angry that she slashed Luo Sifan away with her palm and complained endlessly. Her eyes swept across the valley and forest, and she was shocked to see five or six thousand heads standing dumbfounded in the woods two or three miles away. They were all the soldiers of the Rolling Cloud Army who had followed her for many years.
Lin Qianxiu panicked and blurted out something, instantly breaking down in her defenses.
Luo Sifan awkwardly lifted his robe, sticking out his buttocks, feeling deeply apologetic, and gave Lin Qianfeng an embarrassed smile.
After a moment of silence, Lin Qianfeng finally took the lead and started yelling.
Is it bearable, what is unbearable?
The soldiers of the Rolling Cloud Army in the valley finally understood and, for the first time, dared to burst into laughter at the feet of their commander.
Lin Qianxiu stomped her foot inwardly, realizing she simply couldn't muster the commanding presence of a head coach this time.
"Lin Qianxiu! Look at the mess you've made! Four or five thousand people have laughed at you in public. You've completely disgraced the Lin family!"
Lin Qianfeng, assuming the soldiers of the Juanyun Army were on his side, took the opportunity to mock them.
The laughter gradually subsided, and shouts began to rise sporadically, with more and more people joining in.
"Shut up!"
"Shut up!"
Finally, the shouts erupted into a chorus, creating a rhythm, interspersed with a few harsh curses.
"Lin Qianfeng! Who do you think you are!"
After the cursing, there was a burst of laughter.
Lin Qianfeng was ridiculed by a group of low-ranking soldiers, which made him so angry that his face turned green. However, intimidated by the anger of the crowd, he remained silent and held his tongue.
The blush on Lin Qianxiu's face had subsided, and her gaze swept over the four or five thousand passionate men who had stood up for her. For the first time, the pride and responsibility of being the commander of the Juanyun Army surpassed her own anxieties.
"Lin Qianfeng, today's matter is purely a personal grudge between the two of us, and has nothing to do with the Juanyun Army. Why not just come forward and accept your death?"
Lin Qianxiu raised her hand and the spear that had been stuck in the cliff broke free of its restraints and returned to her hand. She shook it in mid-air and spoke with a murderous intent.
"Lin Qianxiu! Have you no shame? You attacked and killed him first, and now you're pretending to be upright and honorable?"
Lin Qianfeng was heartbroken that half of his trusted confidants had died, which deepened his impression of Lin Qianxiu as vicious and shameless. He spoke up in a fit of emotion to refute her.
Lin Qianxiu was speechless for a moment; she really couldn't explain it clearly.
If she hadn't made a mistake first, she would have originally intended to launch a surprise attack and strike first.
"Lin Qianfeng! The commander-in-chief of the Rolling Cloud Army should be the one with the ability! You stole the position, which is unjust; you removed the veterans of the army, which is inhumane; you replaced him and appointed your cronies, which is immoral. It is only right and proper for me, Commander Lin, to return and take the position. I wiped out nearly half of you traitors with one shot. I am wise and brave, and I fight without leaving a trace. How dare you, a mediocre and incompetent person, judge me?"
Luo Sifan had recovered by then. He stepped forward and, his voice carrying for miles, fiercely mocked her.
The lower and middle-ranking soldiers of the Rolling Cloud Army had long followed Lin Qianxiu and were already loyal to her. Luo Sifan's series of rebuttals were exhilarating and inspiring, greatly encouraging the soldiers who loved to watch the excitement, who cheered loudly.
With morale high, Lin Qianxiu no longer needed to waste words with Lin Qianfeng and the others.
With a loud shout, the spear was already thrust out:
"Lin Qianfeng, the position of commander-in-chief of the Rolling Cloud Army is for the living to gain and for the dead to lose. If you have any complaints, go complain in the underworld!"
Luo Sifan dodged the gunfire and, together with Lin Qianxiu, attacked Lin Qianfeng and the others from the left and right.
At Lin Qianfeng's command, dozens of people scattered, with most heading straight for Luo Sifan, except for the dozen or so who were guarding him.
Lin Qianfeng's plan seemed to be to first eliminate Luo Sifan, and then join forces to attack Lin Qianxiu.
Taking down a mere Foundation Establishment sword cultivator shouldn't be too difficult.
"Can you handle it? I don't have time to worry about you."
Lin Qianxiu was a little worried and sent a message over from a distance.
"It's okay! I can take a beating! You just worry about yourself!"
Luo Sifan unleashed his divine soul power, far surpassing that of the dozens of cultivators who had surrounded him, and was full of confidence.
He was able to withstand even Lin Qianxiu's full-force spear strike, which deepened Luo Sifan's understanding of the wonders of his own sword body. Using it in battle was a perfect opportunity to hone his subtle insights into life-or-death situations.
Lin Qianxiu's unexpected close-range shot was indeed unavoidable for Luo Sifan. Even Luo Sifan's divine soul was slow to react at that moment. He relied entirely on his innate sword body, which was familiar with the rules of the two realms, to automatically concentrate the power of the rules of the Xuan Tian Continent at his waist, thus overcoming the odds and barely blocking the attack.
Although Luo Sifan's cultivation level is low, his strength lies in his mastery of the rules of both realms. If used skillfully, he can fight across two levels.
As for the solidity and depth of his soul, after numerous fortuitous encounters, it is comparable to that of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators, and in this respect, it far surpasses the Golden Core and Foundation Establishment cultivators under Lin Qianfeng's command.
With his fingers forming a sword and his qi forming a shield, Luo Sifan charged straight into the enemy formation, feigning strength while appearing weak. His methods were unpredictable, and his eerie sword qi, which combined the power of two realms, was something these low- to mid-level cultivators had never even heard of. Caught off guard, they all fell victim to his attack.
Screams echoed through the air as more than ten cultivators fell like rain during the fierce battle between the two sides.
Most of the fallen cultivators were caught off guard by Luo Sifan's insidious and unexpected moves. Eager to achieve their goal, they launched a close-quarters attack, only to be misled by Luo Sifan's strange sword energy. They became flustered and disorganized, and Luo Sifan ruthlessly finished them off with a single blow.
"Surround him! Don't make a move rashly! This person's strength is definitely more than just Foundation Establishment!"
The leading Golden Core cultivator, now awake, shouted to those around him.
The group immediately changed formation, supporting each other as they closed in, with no one daring to step forward and engage Luo Sifan in battle again.
A tortoise-shell formation suspended in mid-air, centered on Luo Sifan, slowly approached.
They attacked one thing but lost another, and were hampered at every turn. They tried to trap Luo Sifan and take advantage of his exhaustion to make another move.
Nearly twenty people unleashed their magical treasures and weapons from afar, retreating as soon as they were hit, causing Luo Sifan's protective sword aura to gradually weaken. Meanwhile, the group of cultivators pressed closer and closer, attacking with even greater ferocity.
Luo Sifan charged left and right, and the tortoise shell formation followed him closely, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner. No one was greedy for merit or reckless, and no one fell into Luo Sifan's trap.
Luo Sifan's situation was not good, and the soldiers of Juanyun who had been cheering him on all fell silent, their expressions anxious.
Relying on his superior numbers and timely tactical change, Lin Qianfeng successfully turned the tide, leaving Lin Qianxiu and Luo Sifan locked in a stalemate.
"Lin Qianxiu!"
As the spears clashed, Lin Qianfeng dodged back two steps, still grinning.
"If you dawdle any longer, your lover will be chopped into dozens of pieces by my men!"
Lin Qianfeng fought and retreated, dealing with Lin Qianxiu with his capable subordinates and making provocative remarks.
"Really? Let him die if he wants. I'll just find someone I like!"
Lin Qianxiu returned calmly, her gun still moving with unwavering composure.
Even Lin Qianfeng couldn't detect a trace of falsehood in his expression and tone.
It's unclear whether she had too much faith in Luo Sifan, or whether she truly regarded him as a casual acquaintance.