The Great Dao Golden List, Me! The Supreme Martial God Exposed – Chapter 32

Chapter 32: Thunder God Hammer

Xianyang.

Residence of Hu Hai.

“What did you say? Teacher is dead? Sliced in half by the Martial God with a single sword strike? How is that possible! Impossible!”

Hu Hai’s eyes widened as he stared at the scout who had come to deliver the message, unable to believe it.

Zhao Gao was a Grandmaster expert, and he had the Six Sword Slaves protecting him at all times.

Even the Sword Saint Gai Nie couldn’t have killed Zhao Gao.

“You dare deceive this young master, you’re courting death!”

Hu Hai flew into a rage, drew his sword, and with a single slash, severed the scout’s head.

The surrounding maids and guards prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling with fear.

Hu Hai was tyrannical, killing people at the slightest provocation.

In his rage, it was normal for him to kill them.

“Humph, how could Teacher possibly be dead! This must be fake!”

In truth, Hu Hai knew in his heart that his subordinates wouldn’t dare to lie to him.

But he couldn’t accept this fact.

Zhao Gao was his greatest assistant in his competition for the throne.

Once he lost Zhao Gao, it would be like losing a leg, and he would no longer have the ability to compete with Fu Su for the position of Crown Prince.

“Damn that Martial God!”

“Hateful Martial God!”

“This young master will kill you!”

“Kill you!”

The more Hu Hai thought about it, the angrier he became. He felt like his chance at becoming Crown Prince was completely ruined. He raised his blood-dripping sword and began to madly slash at the surrounding maids, venting his anger.

“Young Master, spare me… ah…”

“No…”

Hu Hai’s residence was in complete chaos.

At the same time.

All the civil and military officials in the court received the news from Shu He County.

The Li Residence.

Chancellor Li Si paced back and forth as he looked at the message in his hand, his eyes full of thought: “I didn’t expect so many things to happen when His Majesty went to Shu He County.”

“Zhao Gao sent Covering Sun to assassinate Young Master Wu, but he was killed by the Martial God in a fit of rage. Not only did His Majesty find Xia Yu Fang, but he also regained his youth because of the Martial God’s pills through Young Master Wu.”

“With Young Master Wu’s return, the situation in the court is likely to change!”

Li Si thought to himself.

Although Zhao Wu had no power in the court, he had the Martial God, whose martial arts were god-like, and Xia Yu Fang, who was beloved by Ying Zheng, backing him.

With Zhao Gao’s death, Young Master Hu Hai’s power had plummeted.

The only young masters who could become Crown Prince were likely Fu Su or Zhao Wu.

“It seems I need to pay more attention to this newly appeared Great Qin Firstborn Son…”

Li Si decided in his heart that he could not choose Fu Su because their ideals were incompatible.

“However… if His Majesty can achieve immortality, wouldn’t the position of Crown Prince be meaningless…”

While Li Si was pondering, Young Master Fu Su, Meng Yi, Wang Jian, Wang Ben, and the others were all discussing the matter of Zhao Wu, the Great Qin Firstborn Son.

It could be said that the entire high echelon of Xianyang was in an uproar because of Zhao Wu.

Tonight, for most people, was destined to be a sleepless night.

However, Zhao Wu, the person at the center of it all, slept soundly.

He slept until the break of dawn.

When he opened his eyes, he was greeted by the exquisite and magnificent face of the Tide Maiden Enchantress Mingzhu, as well as her voluptuous figure and ample bosom.

“Young Master, you’re awake!”

Mingzhu, seeing that Zhao Wu had woken up, helped him dress and wash up.

Yan Ling Ji entered from outside carrying water. Today, she was wearing her red flame attire, giving off an unparalleled charm and allure that was as passionate as fire.

Zhao Wu looked at the two fairies serving him, especially Yan Ling Ji. She was indeed a fire starter, and it made the flames in his body surge.

But since they had to return to Xianyang today, Zhao Wu had no choice but to endure it.

At most, he could use his hand…

To satisfy himself.

An hour later.

Zhao Wu, along with Yan Ling Ji and Mingzhu, boarded a delicate and luxurious carriage and followed Ying Zheng’s convoy toward Xianyang.

Inside the carriage, Zhao Wu rested his head on Yan Ling Ji’s smooth, long legs, eating the fruit that Mingzhu fed him, enjoying himself immensely.

“Young Master certainly knows how to enjoy himself!”

Zhang Han, riding his horse and guarding the convoy, sighed inwardly.

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Especially with two peerless beauties like Yan Ling Ji and Mingzhu, he really didn’t know where Young Master Wu had found them.

Clop, clop, clop.

The wheels rolled, crushing the stones on the road, leaving two tracks that wound their way toward Xianyang.

Around noon.

The convoy arrived at Dragon Fall Valley.

The Sword Saint Gai Nie, who had been sitting in front of Ying Zheng’s carriage with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice, “There’s killing intent!”

Zhang Han was shocked upon hearing this. He immediately drew his sword and ordered, “Stop advancing, protect His Majesty and the Young Master!”

“Protect His Majesty and the Young Master!”

Immediately, teams of armored soldiers holding shields tightly guarded the carriages of Ying Zheng and Zhao Wu in the center. Teams of armored soldiers holding spears pointed their spearheads outward, on alert for the surroundings.

“Kill!”

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“Kill the tyrant, eliminate Ying Zheng!”

“Kill the tyrant, eliminate Ying Zheng!”

Suddenly, shouts rang out from the forests on both sides of Dragon Fall Valley, and countless large stones and logs were pushed down.

At the same time, countless arrows rained down, but they were all blocked by the shields. Only a few soldiers were unfortunately injured or killed.

“Shield soldiers, form a formation, protect His Majesty and the Young Master!”

“Archers, fire!”

Zhang Han used his sword to split the incoming arrows and, wielding his sword Dragon Soar, commanded the army to counterattack.

“Who are they?”

Ying Zheng’s majestic and calm voice came from inside the golden carriage.

“They are people from the Mohist School!”

Gai Nie, guarding the carriage, said calmly.

“Mohist rebels, it seems I have been too merciful towards them!”

Ying Zheng’s calm voice was faintly tinged with boundless fury. They dared to openly ambush him, they were truly too audacious.

“The world is all white!”

At that moment, accompanied by a loud slogan, a large man wielding a huge hammer descended from the sky, smashing dozens of Qin armored soldiers away.

“Only I am black.”

“Non-aggression Mohist Gate.”

“Universal love for life.”

Three different voices rang out one after another, and three more experts jumped down from above Dragon Fall Valley, killing dozens of armored soldiers with a single sword strike.

“Holy shit! Where did these idiots come from? They’re trying to assassinate Zheng Ge and still acting cool!”

Inside the carriage, Zhao Wu, resting his head on Yan Ling Ji’s lap, looked through the open window at the four experts who had descended from the sky and couldn’t help but complain.

“Young Master, the man wearing a bamboo hat and wielding a black sword that looks like a ruler is the Mohist Grand Master Yan Dan.”

“The other man wielding a sword is Gao Jianli, the owner of the Water-Cold Sword.”

Mingzhu, with her slender fingers, picked up a piece of fruit and fed it to Zhao Wu’s mouth while introducing them, “The remaining two, the big guy with the hammer is Da Tie Chui, and the other is Dao Zhi, known as the King of Thieves!”

Actually, even without Mingzhu’s introduction, Zhao Wu recognized these people.

While they were talking, Yan Dan, wielding Ink Eyebrow, charged toward Ying Zheng.

Clang.

A sharp sword light suddenly flashed, and Gai Nie made his move.

Yuan Hong pierced toward Yan Dan like a bolt of lightning.

Clang clang clang.

The two exchanged dozens of blows in an instant, their sword energy crisscrossing, terrifying to the extreme.

While Yan Dan was holding back Gai Nie, Gao Jianli unhesitatingly charged toward Ying Zheng, and one after another, the armored soldiers fell along the way.

“Protect His Majesty!”

Zhang Han shouted and blocked Gao Jianli’s path. The two engaged in a fierce battle.

“Tyrant, face your death!”

Da Tie Chui smashed the surrounding soldiers away with a single hammer blow and leaped into the air.

The huge hammer in his hand flashed with lightning as he smashed it toward Ying Zheng’s golden carriage.

“Thunder God Hammer!”

The giant hammer carried the power of a Thunder God. The wind and clouds changed color. Not to mention being hit, even from a distance of ten feet, it could pulverize an enemy. It was a hammer technique that was guaranteed to kill with one blow.

Once this hammer fell, Ying Zheng and the entire carriage would be reduced to dust, leaving no bones behind.

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