All Chapters of The Legend of Fist God: Chapter 251
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251 - Burning Eyes
“Since you’ve seen me, that seals your fate. You’re going to have to die.”The opponent threw multiple daggers in different directions and lodged them into trees. Thin wires were attached to all the daggers, and they trapped Gunnar inside, restricting his movements before he even made a move.“Do you think you have what it takes?” Gunnar’s hands closed into fists and put his hands behind his back.The opponent threw another dagger into the ground at his feet. This dagger connected all the other daggers.“The stage is set, and the target has been trapped,” he grinned. “Now, the spider only has to feast upon its prey.”He ran over a thin wire and struck different wires with his feet, creating a strange vibrational energy that set the wires on wire.Gunnar was hit by a powerful sound wave that disoriented his senses. His hands were still behind his back.“It’s over!” The opponent came thrusting a dagger at Gunnar’s throat with blinding speed, but Gunnar dodged it without even using Split
252 - The City Gates
The disposer kept running nonstop using a special movement technique only taught in his organization.To the monsters that were able to notice him, it looked like he was traveling in one direction while he actually traversed in a different direction.And sometimes, he created multiple afterimages. Sometimes he was backwards, and sometimes sideways.It was not possible to achieve this movement technique without a specific magic pattern tattooed on a person’s body, preferably on the legs.The Disposers called it the Flowing Ghost Foot technique.This particular technique helped them both infiltrate security-tight places and also escape from many dangerous situations.This was truly a life-saving skill for their profession.But right now, the disposer did not look comfortable even after covering nearly twenty miles.Because he felt like he was being chased by someone.He couldn’t tell what or who it was.“It can’t be that brat. There’s no way he can keep up with my speed and footwork,” h
253 - A Trading Guild
The carts traveled a few miles into the city and stopped by a guild.Gunnar waited until everyone else left, and then he came out from under the bullock cart.The bulls and the horses were drinking water from a tub. He rushed over and quickly washed his face. The water was cool, and he loved it.“My eyes are still burning from focusing aura into them so much,” Gunnar thought. “I should drink buttermilk to cool myself a little more.”He looked around and was surprised by the view of the city.Firstly, the sheer size of the road and the number of multi-floored buildings was too much for him to take.“Three carts can freely pass through this road, can’t they?” Gunnar thought. “So this is what a city is, huh… It must have cost a lot to build these roads and buildings.”There were some shops that were open even at night time.The nearest shop, right next to the guild, was selling fish. “This blue-fin carp was caught just this evening. It’s estimated to be seven years old!”The shop owner w
254 - An Attack
“Hahaha,” the guildmaster laughed. “How was the hot red-bean soup?”He expected Gunnar to cry and roll on the ground like a donkey, but Gunnar simply wiped his face with his hands.Then he looked at the guildmaster and smiled. “Thanks for the food and the lesson, but don’t waste food like this again.”Saying that he got up and walked away, his clothes still covered in bits of food.“What’s with that guy?” the guildmaster thought. “Does he have a screw loose in his head or something?”Gunnar, on the other hand, walked out and cleaned himself with the water in the tub.Lasya and her bodyguards and workers were still there. The workers were shocked, and the guards were repulsed by what Gunnar was doing.“Eww, he’s washing his clothes with the water that the horses drank?”Gunnar gurgled the water and spat to the side.He noticed that he was being watched by the workers and the guards. “What? Is there something on my face?”“Did you realize what you just did?” one of the workers said. “Th
255 - An Escort?
Lasya kept staring at Gunnar.The embroidered guard noticed that and said in a low voice, “Young Lady, he may be an expert, and he may have stopped an arrow once, but that’s not enough to trust him. I don’t think you should consider hiring him. He might just be a spy sent by your siblings.”Lasya, however, walked toward Gunnar who somehow calmed the horses down. “Thank you for helping us…”“I just did what anybody would have done,” Gunnar said. “But why did someone try to kill you?”Lasya frowned a bit. “I’m the youngest daughter of a wealthy merchant. Ever since my father was bedridden, my brothers and sisters started fighting for his inheritance. I’m currently on a coming-of-age mission to sell second-hand weapons. If I finish this mission successfully and return home, then I’ll also be eligible to claim a portion of my father’s wealth.”Gunnar’s jaw tightened. “D-Don’t tell me… your own brothers and sisters are trying to kill you.”“Not all of them,” she said. “But, I can’t trust a
256 - Sloth Vein
It was past one o’clock in the night.Four vehicles traveled miles through the city streets. Gunnar stopped memorizing the path at some point as it became confusing.Gunnar looked at the mark on the ceiling of the cart. “Is that magic symbol?”Lasyna nodded. “It adds more defense to this cart.”“No wonder the cart did not get damaged even though an explosion took place right next to it,” Gunnar was a bit amazed. “How much does this one cost?”“I’m not sure,” Lasya said in a soft voice, “but probably not much because it doesn’t have any other functionality. The carts my siblings use have so much spacious room inside. And these walls block sounds from leaking outside but will let us hear what’s happening on the outside.”“I see…” Gunnar nodded twice. None of the merchant carts that traded with the Fist clan ever had any special facilities like this, so Gunnar believed that Lasya’s family was not just some ordinary merchant family. “Is your father a popular merchant?”“He is a Trade Mast
257 - No Weapon
The first thing Gunnar noticed was the roar.It wasn’t the roar of a beast but a crowd.“Is there a competition happening nearby?” Gunnar asked.“We entered the Old Weapon Quarter,” Lasya said. “There are low-level arenas here, where people will fight using old weapons. Mostly slaves and retired mercenaries fight here. Some for freedom. Some for money. Some for fame.”“Mm,” Gunnar also noticed the ringing of hammers.The streets were relatively narrow here, but still were broad enough for two wagons to pass.Almost every building pushed its merchandise toward the road. Swords hung beneath wooden awnings. Spears stood in bundles beside doorways. Shields were stacked like enormous scales against walls. Old armour hung from wooden frames, some pieces still bearing dents from battles fought weeks if not months ago.The carts entered the Broken Edge Street that specialized in damaged weapons.The weapons that were displayed here had cracks, or lost their edges. Others had incomplete magic
258 - Not Random Drunkards
Swoosh~!A swipe of an aura-imbued knife decapitated Ronny and sent his head rolling to the side.All the drunkards grinned and rushed past Ronny and attacked Vernon.“Tidal Wave!” Vernon slashed his sword horizontally, unleashing a crushing torrent of heavy, high-pressure aqueous aura.The four of them blocked the wave with their knives and dispersed it together.“These bastards aren’t just random drunkards,” Vernon gritted his teeth. “They’re experienced fighters. Are they strays from the arenas?”One of the drunkards got past Vernon and attacked the driver.“Ngh!” Vernon swiveled and thrust his sword. “Coiling Vapor Bite!”A vaporous form of aura coiled through the air like a serpent and hit the drunkard, burning his skin.He screamed at first, but then immediately threw the knife,The knife flew straight toward the driver’s chest, hit him in the chest and penetrated through the armor and punctured his heart.The driver’s back hit the cart, and the life in his eyes faded away prett
259 - A Risky Path
The long cone-shaped spear tip came speeding toward Lasya.She thought she was going to die with a hole in her chest.BAM~!A blurry figure rushed past her and struck the cone-part of the spear with the foot.“Ah?” the guard was startled and nearly lost hold of the spear. But he spun it on his palm and went for a reverse grip thrust for a second time.But Gunnar whipped his leg and hit the dog in the face, sending it rolling to its left.The guard somehow managed to jump off the dog and land on his foot. He looked at his pace that had a dent on the cone-shaped tip. He seemed a little surprised by Gunnar’s skill and strength.Meanwhile, Vernon was fighting the second guard and was clearly struggling. “Dammit.”The skill-level of these guards was better than the drunkards from before.“Stop!” Lasya shouted.Both the guards stopped and looked at her.“I'm Lasya, the youngest daughter of Trade Master Finnor,” she said ardently. “My guards were only defending me. And the people we killed a
260 - An Epiphany
Dozens of dogs were tied along both sides of the narrow street, their leashes fastened to iron rings hammered into the walls.Some were lean and long-legged, others broad enough to look like they could drag a grown man across the street Their eyes followed Gunnar and Lasya as they approached, and then, as though someone had given a command, the entire pack erupted.Lasya’s heart lurched, and she immediately grabbed Gunnar’s wrist.One dog lunged against its chain, its paws scraping the stone. Another snarled with its teeth bared. Two more began barking at Gunnar from opposite sides, their voices bouncing between the walls until it sounded as though the whole street was filled with them.“Shut up,” Gunnar kicked the dog that got too close to him.The dog flew and hit the wall, then squealed like it met its grandmother in a daydream.The other dogs immediately quieted down. Some were still growling, but they were just trying to stand their ground, rather than showing their intent to at