129 Return to the City
Qin Huai looked at the figures standing in the pool of blood.
He couldn’t help but reveal a bright smile on his face. It was even more brilliant than when he was gaining experience from killing demons.
“A hundred and twenty people died in the dojo, one hundred and nine apprentices and fourteen disciples.”
Fang Han and Qi Yangbing counted the number of casualties and finally walked to Qin Huai’s side.
“The wolf battalion lost sixty-three men.” Sun Tong also walked toward Qin Huai.
Unknowingly, they had already regarded Qin Huai as their backbone. He was even more powerful than Sun Yuanshan.
Sun Tong, in particular, looked at Qin Huai as if he was looking at a monster.
This Grandmaster Qin was really too fierce. He had originally thought that Grandmaster Qin was only proficient in poison and used underhanded means in the grand martial competition.
However, after fighting side by side for the past two days, he realized that Qin Huai had relied on his bravery.
Most of the great demons of the fourth refinement and above were killed by Qin Huai alone.
What was more terrifying was… Qin Huai killed one with each punch!
“Very good. A quarter of the damage has been exchanged for a thousand demons.” Sun Yuanshan let out a long breath. “Whether it’s an apprentice or a soldier, they are all disciples of Changshan Dojo. When we return to the city, I’ll personally give everyone’s compensation.”
Sun Yuanshan was very generous at the moment, and many of the soldiers were grateful.
“Thank you, Master Sun!”
“Many thanks, Master!”
Everyone responded in unison.
In order to deal with the demonic horde, the properties of the eight major martial arts centers that were originally outside the city were all moved into the city.
It just so happened that a few days ago, more than half of Tiannan City had been gone, and there were enough empty houses, especially those big houses.
The owner of the house had just heard the news that the wave of demons was coming and had already brought his family to prepare.
“Let’s go back to the city.” Qin Huai also spoke up. Judging by the time, the reinforcements should be arriving soon.
Everyone was waiting for Qin Huai to say this. And so, the remaining six hundred people immediately set off.
As for the remaining two hundred corpses, they had no time to bury them and were afraid of a plague, so they could only burn them on the spot.
It could be said that Qin Huai had returned with a bountiful harvest from this battle.
Even though the experience given by the little demons was reduced by half, Qin Huai still managed to break through the 50,000 mark and reach 57,000 points with his shocking number advantage.
He was only about 4,000 experience points away from the sixth refinement.
When the reinforcements arrived, he would be able to easily break through to the sixth refinement by following behind the army and collecting some experience.
He might even be able to reach the seventh refinement.
…
The group of people could not enter from the west gate, so they could only take a three-mile detour from the north gate.
They didn’t go far, though. They saw a group of people slowly gathering in their direction not far away.
“Looks like it’s the Crane Dojo?” Li Zhang stood on high ground and looked into the distance. He was also very lucky not to have died in that great battle.
He only lost his left hand. His senior brother, Fang Han, was in the same situation as him. The two of them seemed to be standing side by side as a fourth refinement great demon pounced on them and devoured both of their hands. In the end, it was killed by Sun Tong’s four-directional tiger-wolf technique.
Soon, the two groups of people gathered.
The leader was the master of the Crane Dojo, Qing Yunhe, but he was in a very miserable state. He, who was famous for his qinggong, had lost his left leg, and now, he was being supported by his disciple, He Liu.
The disciples behind him were even worse off. Originally, there were more than four hundred disciples, but now, there were only a hundred left.
When Qing Yunhe saw Sun Yuanshan and Qin Huai, who had retained more than half of their combat strength, he broke through their defenses on the spot.
“The benefits of the iron armored army are truly beyond the reach of ordinary people like us!” Qing Yunhe’s eyes were red as he painfully vented the anger in his heart. “You’ve all taken advantage of me.”
However, Sun Yuanshan did not give in to him. “Young man, you can’t say that. Could it be that the wolf battalion’s plaque was something that the city lord knelt and begged my disciple to accept? Or is it that my disciple’s first place in the grand martial competition was picked up?”
Qing Yunhe looked at the six hundred people behind Sun Yuanshan and squinted his eyes. If it weren’t for the fifth refinement great demon suddenly stirring things up, that demon would have definitely appeared between Reihom and Hu Jingshan.
“This disciple of yours is of the same lineage as you. I’m sure he used some underhanded means to kill the top ranker and the fifth refinement great demon. It’s just that Reihom and Hu Jingshan are not willing to haggle over this.”
Qing Yunhe’s face was full of sourness and jealousy. He sized up Qin Huai repeatedly, but he couldn’t see any of Reihom’s invincible spirit.
Qin Huai, on the other hand, often hid in the crowd, trying to make people ignore his existence.
“Hmph hmph… No matter what you say, my disciple is still number one.” Sun Yuanshan would not explain much to Qing Yunhe.
Furthermore, seeing Qing Yunhe’s orthodoxy suffer heavy losses, he was simply overjoyed.
In his eighty years of life, he had never comprehended the life of the world. He only knew that the seven dojo masters who had ambushed him had suffered heavy losses, so he was relieved and could live longer.
“Let’s go, let’s go!” Qing Yunhe’s eyes flashed with resentment. He flicked his long sleeves and urged his disciples to leave quickly.
When everyone returned to the city, they met up with the people from the other dojos.
The Changshan Dojo, where Qin Huai was, had only lost a quarter of its men.
The other schools like Tyrant Fist Dojo, Mang Mountain Saber Dojo, and Six Harmonies Dojo had all lost around seventy percent of their forces. Even the strongest Thunderbolt Dojo lost more than half of their members.
Looking at the large group of people behind Qin Huai and Sun Yuanshan, the group of dojo masters felt very aggrieved. But they just gritted their teeth and didn’t say a word.
The new location of Changshan Dojo happened to be centered around the original Luo manor. After opening up three shops on the same street, more than three hundred Changshan martial artists had been settled.