Chapter 112: The Three-handed Great General, The Poison Flame Ghost King

As those four men who looked like leaders stood at the road, the Fire Phoenix Yang Jiuniang in the horse carriage exclaimed in surprise:

“Eh? The Three-Handed General and the Poison Flame Ghost King?”

Upon hearing this, Leopard Head Zhang Zhenniang, who was beside her, could not help but ask:

“Sister Jiuniang, do you know their origins?”

Yang Jiuniang nodded and said, “That’s right! These scoundrels are all great generals under Huai River West’s Double-Headed Grand Duke Wang Qing!

The one furthest east, wielding two large iron mallets, is called Shangguan Yi, nicknamed Dragon-Catching Hand, and he is Wang Qing’s Dongchuan Military Inspector!

The man next to him is named Pan Zhong, known as Wind-Splitting Hand, and he is Wang Qing’s Commander-in-Chief in Ande City!

The third is called Plum Blossom Hand Liu Yuan, also a Commander-in-Chief in Ande City!

Because all three of their nicknames contain the word ‘Hand,’ they are often collectively called the Three-Handed Generals!

The remaining Taoist is named Kou Mie, who cultivates both martial arts and Taoism, has a mysterious background, and is most adept at burning people with demonic fire.

Because of his ugly appearance, people call him the Poison Flame Ghost King.

In the past, Kou Mie assisted Wang Qing in rebellion and achieved great merit; he is now a Commander-in-Chief in Nanfeng City!

These four individuals are all extremely formidable!

Even the weakest, Liu Yuan and Pan Zhong, possess the strength of ten thousand men!

Shangguan Yi is even more supreme in martial arts and possesses immense strength! Kou Mie cultivates both martial arts and Taoism and is unpredictable like ghosts and spirits!

Their sudden appearance here today suggests that news of what you, my lord, did in Rocky Valley has leaked, and Wang Qing has sent them to seek revenge!”

Hearing this, Zhang Zhenniang could not help but sneer:

“Hmph! They dare to seek revenge at the foot of our Liangshan Marsh, have they eaten bear’s heart and leopard’s gall?”

“If it weren’t for you, my lord, telling me to suppress my anger, I would go out right now and take them down one by one with my spear!” exclaimed White Silk Phoenix Jin’er from the side.

At this moment, the Chief of the Mountain Stronghold, Wang Lun, asked with a laugh: “Is Shangguan Yi’s martial arts truly of the supreme level?”

Yang Jiuniang nodded and smiled, “Of course, I would not deceive you, my lord!

The martial world has always said that Nine-Headed Lion Du Xue is the Number One Fierce General of Huaixi, but Shangguan Yi is likely not much inferior to Du Xue!

It seems that Wang Qing truly hates you immensely, my lord, otherwise he wouldn’t have sent him out! …”

As they were talking, they saw the Flower Monk Lu Zhishen slam his Water-Ground Zen Staff onto the ground and say gruffly:

“You bird-like scoundrels, where do you come from? Quickly reveal your names!

My Water-Ground Zen Staff never spares nobodies!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Wind-Splitting Hand Pan Zhong from the other side said coldly:

“Hehe! You bald donkey, your luck is bad today to have run into us!

Listen well! We are great generals under Huai River West’s Double-Headed Grand Duke Wang Qing!

Your grandfather here is called Wind-Splitting Hand Pan Zhong!

If you are smart, monk, quickly get out of the way!

We are here today to find the White-Robed Demon Lord Wang Lun in the horse carriage and have a good talk!”

Upon hearing this, how could Lu Zhishen allow it? He immediately roared:

“I don’t care what kind of birds you are!

If you want to see my Brother Wang Lun, you must first ask if my Water-Ground Zen Staff agrees!”

Pan Zhong heard this and could not help but laugh:

“Heh heh! Since you bald donkey insist on dying, then your grandfather will fulfill your wish today!

Let’s see how I kill you! Come and take my blade!”

Before he finished speaking, he urged his Treasure Horse, swung his Three-Tiered Black Dragon Large Broadsword, and charged into the arena, heading straight for Lu Zhishen!

The momentum was indeed quite astonishing.

Seeing this, Lu Zhishen merely gave a cold smile and said to the horse carriage behind him:

“Brother and sisters-in-law, please wait a moment, and watch how I, today, deal with these jumping clowns!”

After speaking, he lightly gripped the Zen staff in his hand, adopted an Azure Dragon Probing the Sea stance, and roared like thunder:

“You bird-like scoundrel, you are seeking your own death, take my Zen staff!”

With that, he charged forward and clashed with Pan Zhong!

The saber whipped through the wind, the staff thundered, one on horseback and one on the ground, they wielded their respective weapons and fought fiercely!

Indeed, it was as if the forest was cold and the ground was frozen, and the battle in the formation was fierce!

One blocked and parried left and right, the other advanced and retreated!

Their weapons clashed incessantly, with a constant clang of metal ringing out!

One scowled with anger, the other bared his teeth!

The hero’s angry heart raised his saber to strike the fierce monk; the monk’s sudden courage lifted his staff to split the brave young man.

It was truly a case of a worthy opponent meeting a worthy rival!

The two circled and maneuvered back and forth, neither stopping!

After fighting for four or fifty rounds, Lu Zhishen’s staff fighting grew more vigorous, and Pan Zhong began to gradually show signs of weakness and was unable to compete.

Seeing this, Plum Blossom Hand Liu Yuan from behind knew that Pan Zhong was no match, so he gritted his teeth, drew his Plum Blossom Spear, urged his horse, and charged into the battle circle, joining Pan Zhong in fighting Lu Zhishen!

The Great Monk, facing the combined efforts of the two, remained undaunted. He unleashed the Thirty-Six Forms of the Mad Demon Staff technique that he had learned from Elder Zhizhen on Mount Wutai that day, truly demonstrating his superb martial arts.

Pan Zhong and Liu Yuan also mustered their spirits and exerted their full strength, and the three fought fiercely, locked in a struggle that was difficult to resolve and evenly matched!

It was indeed:

Six arms were determined to decide the winner, and three types of weapons had to determine life and death.

The saber met the staff with thunderous roars, like thunderclaps, while the staff met the spear with crashing sounds and sparks flying.

After this battle between the three, another twenty or so rounds passed, and the outcome was still undecided!

However, both Pan Zhong and Liu Yuan were already sweating profusely and breathing heavily.

Lu Zhishen, rarely able to stretch his muscles, felt his body warmed up by this bout of fighting, and he could not help but let out a great roar:

“Haha! It’s been so long since I’ve had such a satisfying and happy time, so satisfying! So satisfying…”

While he was shouting, the Water-Ground Zen Staff in his hands did not slow down, and he added an extra third of his strength!

The Water-Ground Zen Staff wielded with the Mad Demon Staff technique was swift, fierce, and heavy!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Pan Zhong and Liu Yuan quickly mustered their spirits again and blocked from the left and right!

Suddenly, Pan Zhong gasped and said, “Great Monk, please wait!

Your Zen staff is indeed quite formidable.

May I know the name of the Great Monk, so that we may know who is so capable!”

Lu Zhishen let out a loud laugh: “Haha! I am Lu Zhishen, known in the martial world as the Flower Monk!

Your martial arts are also not bad!

If you are willing to surrender, I will ensure that you can thrive at Liangshan…”

As he was speaking, he heard Liu Yuan shout:

“Don’t spout nonsense, you bald donkey! Unless you go back and call out that scoundrel Wang Lun!

Otherwise, today it will be a never-ending fight!”

With that, he lightly flicked his Silver Spear, preparing to fight again.

Pan Zhong beside him exclaimed, “I was wondering who could be so formidable, it turns out to be the Flower Monk Lu Zhishen, the Tokyo Uprooter of the Weeping Willow!

It seems that today, we brothers must go all out!

General Liu Yuan, let’s go at him together again!”

Saying this, he urged his horse, raised his saber, and charged again!

Behind him, Liu Yuan also let out a cry, spurred his horse and thrust his spear forward. The two generals once again surrounded Lu Zhishen, intending to capture him together.

Lu Zhishen brandished his Zen staff and grinned, “You two bird-like scoundrels!

You’ve been fighting for so long and I haven’t seen your skills, and now you dare to make a racket!

If I don’t smash your shit and piss out today, I’ll be letting down my Water-Ground Zen Staff…”