Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World-Chapter 215 - 129: The Man in Black Armor!

Chapter 215: Chapter 129: The Man in Black Armor!

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Facing the astonishment of everyone at Gu’s Manor, Gu Sheng remained calm.

By now, archery was no longer his strongest skill. If he truly displayed all his power, then it would indeed be shocking. However, the attackers this time weren’t particularly strong; showcasing just his archery was sufficient.

As for the slightly peculiar gaze from Gu Jingang, he directly ignored it.

Fortunately.

The crowd didn’t linger in amazement over Gu Sheng for too long, as there were more pressing matters to attend to.

Gu Jingang and the others squatted down, inspecting the corpses of the attackers one by one.

A moment later, Gu Dajiang raised his head after recognizing one of them, and exclaimed in a shocked voice:

"This man is from the Lu family!"

Soon, another identity was recognized.

"Zhao Leng from the Black Sand Gang, a minor leader. He came here before with Han Lu to collect the annual tribute!"

"Why would people from the Black Sand Gang be mixed up with the Lu family and launch a nighttime attack on Gu’s Manor?"

The crowd was stunned.

Upon closer thought, the implications sent a chill down their spines.

Gu Jingang’s expression grew incredibly grim as he surveyed the surroundings.

"It seems the Black Sand Gang has already started acting. The Lu family has sided with them, and it likely doesn’t stop at just the Lu family. Chances are several other clans will do the same. Who knows if other places will also be attacked..."

Though it was mere speculation, everyone understood that this was almost certainly the truth.

Gu’s Manor was only one of many factions aligned with Liu Yuanhu, nothing special. Judging from the strength of martial artists sent by the Lu family and Black Sand Gang, Gu’s Manor was clearly not the focus. The real target was obvious.

Gu Sheng’s heart stirred.

"Could this bastard Zhao Honglie be planning to suddenly wage a decisive battle against Liu Yuanhu?"

It was far too abrupt, without any warning, leaving him feeling unprepared.

Gu Changming said firmly:

"Quickly treat the wounded. From now on, everyone must heighten their vigilance to guard against a potential counterattack!"

Gu Jingang nodded and began meticulously organizing matters.

Gu’s Manor had been attacked deep in the night, leaving the villagers terrified and uneasy. They needed reassurance; the joy of recent victory was suppressed. Everyone knew that peaceful days were unlikely to follow.

"At dawn, send someone to check the situation in the county town!"

Gu Jingang gritted his teeth and promptly dismissed that idea.

"No, Dajiang, you should go now instead. If assistance is needed, come back immediately to inform us. If not, try your best to request reinforcements from the magistrate!"

He couldn’t trust an ordinary martial artist in the Refining Skin Realm, nor could he afford to lose Gu Changming’s combat strength; thus, only Gu Dajiang could be sent.

Gu Dajiang promptly responded affirmatively.

Gu Sheng’s eyes slowly filled with determination. After exchanging a glance with Gu Jingang, he quietly retreated into the shadows.

...

Lu Ming and his group fled for their lives. Nearly twenty martial artists raced forward, their commotion startling wild beasts and birds, throwing the forest into turmoil.

Gu’s Manor had completely disappeared into the distance, swallowed by the night.

"Stop, let’s take a break."

Lu Ming’s expression was heavy as water. Looking at the remnants of his defeated force, his heart bled.

The attack that was supposed to be effortless had ended in this pitiful state. Not only had they lost over twenty Refining Skin Realm martial artists, but even a Blood Refining Realm fighter had been killed outright. Thinking about Old Third’s miserable death, his heart surged with rage and hatred.

"Damn Gu’s Manor!"

Every eye burned with fury.

But deep down, Lu Ming knew the most crucial thing right now was to determine whether Gu’s Manor was merely an exception or if Liu Yuanhu had long been aware of the Black Sand Gang’s plans.

If it was the former, this insult could be avenged slowly in the future.

If it was the latter, the consequences would be unimaginable!

"Brother Ming, what do we do now?"

Beside him, a martial artist’s arm was still dripping blood—a wound inflicted by Gu Changming during their retreat. His soaked hair clung in wet strands to his head.

All eyes were on Lu Ming.

Lu Ming gazed at the downcast group before him and said solemnly:

"We must hurry to Black Water Town! If something has gone wrong there, we’ll be in real trouble!"

If Liu Yuanhu had indeed anticipated their plan, they needed to rush to Black Water Town for reinforcements. Lu Ming understood what mattered most.

The group quickly nodded.

One by one, they began regaining their strength and tending to their injuries. Some directly swallowed pills, while others carefully applied golden sore medicine to their wounds and wrapped them bandages. After a while, the group managed to suppress their inner panic.

Lu Ming commanded in a low voice:

"Move! We can’t afford any more delays!"

If not for the group’s poor condition, he wouldn’t have allowed even these brief moments of respite.

Leading the pack, Lu Ming charged forward with the martial artists toward Black Water Town. Anxiety grew in his heart; tonight’s failed attack left him deeply uneasy, as though something was about to happen.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Amid the mountain forest, the martial artists sprinted, the sound of rushing wind rising and falling, occasionally accompanied by cracks from breaking branches.

As they neared Black Water Town, Lu Ming’s heart eased slightly.

But suddenly.

His eyes narrowed sharply, pupils contracting, as he halted his steps. The martial artists behind him, confused, followed his gaze and were similarly struck with shock.

Ahead of them.

A figure clad in black armor stood silently.

This black-armored figure carried a menacingly large axe, resembling an iron tower sculpture. Two snaking horns adorned his helmet, and his entire form was shrouded in black armor, hiding not only his face but even his eyes. Against the backdrop of forest darkness, he appeared exceptionally sinister.