Chapter 310: Seven-Wound Fist

The Murong family’s ships had decent defensive capabilities. A group of warriors equipped with armor and shields possessed strong combat strength. Combined with the confined space created by the raised metal decks, they could hold their ground for a while since they never faced too many enemies at once. Moreover, each ship was manned by a master at the Life and Death realm. Unless a top expert appeared, it was difficult for them to be killed in a short time.

Ever since the six-person group left the ships, hundreds of corpses lay scattered outside the Reed Marsh, and no one dared board the Happy Hidden Ship again!

With the pressure on the ships reduced, the warriors immediately switched to crossbows, firing bursts at the enemies on the other ships in the circular formation. The two ships on either side were already very close to this ship and had been most affected by the Happy Hidden Ship. Lacking reinforcements, they lost their balance under the onslaught of arrows!

Many were caught off guard, knocked over, and forced to retreat step by step.

As the situation here stabilized, Happy rushed forward without pause, like a firefighter. In just a few leaps, he appeared on another ship engulfed in battle!

The situation there was clearly much more dangerous.

Nearly half of the warriors had been killed…

Hundreds of players had boarded the ship!

The remaining twenty-some warriors fought in two groups, back to back on the decks at the bow and stern, clashing swords to defend against attacks from all sides.

On the second floor, the master at the Life and Death realm was also in tattered clothes, clearly badly injured!

Seeing this…

Happy’s gaze darkened, naturally falling on the three youths who were putting immense pressure on the master.

In the hall on the second floor, the ceiling was shattered, and everything around was in ruins. The Murong family’s master at the Life and Death realm had several obvious wounds. Holding his chest with one hand, he stared solemnly at the only three players left on the second floor.

All around…

There were also the corpses of a dozen or so players. But judging from their injuries, they hadn’t been killed by the master at the Life and Death realm but by those three youths on the second floor.

“Enough! Stop wasting time. This old man is only worth 12,000 silver coins. It’s easier to kill a few weaker enemies… Finish it quickly!”

The older one, with a trimmed beard, seemed more composed.

The other two looked more frivolous, with disdainful sneers on their faces, blocking behind the master at the Life and Death realm:

“Boss, this NPC has thick skin. Do you think you can take him down in one go?”

“But it’s okay; maybe something explosive will happen!” His gaze swept over the old man in the brocade robe’s fine clothes, and he licked his lower lip, showing clear interest.
Whoosh!
A sound was heard as someone landed on the second floor.
The three were stunned. The two frivolous young men immediately sneered:
“Wow, another fool looking to die.”
“Get lost!”
One was cunning, the other brutal—both sounded unfriendly.
Kai Xin ignored their insults, glanced at the old man in the brocade robe, then coldly surveyed the unarmed three young men, his expression turning serious.
Could someone with just palm techniques suppress a master at the Life and Death realm? Their strength was quite impressive—there were quite a few masters in these obscure small towns!
Mysterious Realm palm techniques…
Their speed far exceeded that of Hua Lang Yin.
Kai Xin pondered quietly, sheathed his Battle-Tested Sword, and drew his renamed “Gentleman Sword” slowly.
The moment the Gentleman Sword came into his hands, the two frivolous young men’s eyes lit up:
“Hey, this guy’s got some real skills!”
“Boss, that sword looks good. If it explodes, I want it!”
“Shut up! We’ve all learned the Seven Wounds Fist—what do we need that stuff for?” They dismissed Kai Xin completely and started arguing, “If it explodes, we can split the profits. I’m planning to buy my little Qing a ‘Frost-Claw Sword’—this one’s too eye-catching.”
Seven Wounds Fist…
Detailed information about the Seven Wounds Fist flashed through Kai Xin’s mind, and he immediately understood why these three could suppress the old man in the brocade robe…
He raised his gaze, looking from beneath his conical hat to the three of them:
“Leave, or die.”
His calm words, combined with the bright and cold sword slowly drawn from its sheath, instantly alerted and angered the three.
“…”
“Pretty stubborn.”
The man with a small beard spoke up as well.
“Kid, don’t act tough just because you have some skills. You need to know who you’re dealing with. It seems like practicing isn’t easy for you either. Hand over your sword and leave.”
“…”
Kai Xin said nothing more. He stepped forward, his gaze fixed on the darkest-looking man among them.
The latter’s expression turned solemn before he laughed:
“Leave it to me. It’s perfect to test the power of the second level of the Seven Wounds Fist on him.” Though he was facing the old man in the brocade robe, the moment he spoke, he slipped on his feet and suddenly used a “Rapid Step” to appear near Kai Xin. With a grin and bloodshot eyes, he threw a vicious punch from his waist, fast as lightning…
At that moment…
The air around them froze instantly.

Even Happy could sense a growing threat! Its destructive power was eerily close to that of the King of忍者’s clone!
Truly worthy of being a legendary technique passed down from the Kongtong Sect—the Seven Wounds Fist!!
But sadly…
It was in the form of a little dragon!
In a flash, the dark-haired man’s punch missed Happy’s body and landed to the side;
With a flash of sword light, the Gentleman’s Sword quickly returned to its sheath. Without even glancing at the dark-haired man, he slowly walked toward the other two…
Thud!
The dark-haired man collapsed, his face split down the middle by a thin line of blood from his nose!
“Third brother!!”
The rough-tempered man roared and charged at the fallen man;
But as he passed by Happy, he spun around and delivered a powerful punch aimed at Happy’s back…
The Seven Wounds Fist, relying on the secret technique of injuring oneself first before harming others, could bypass the enemy’s defenses and directly injure them from within, resulting in astonishing and unexpected damage.
Yet…
The Seven Wounds Fist missed again!
His body weakened, and a gleaming sword silently emerged from his back;
Thud!
Drawing the sword, then sheathing it again…
The entire sequence was smooth and effortless.
The bearded man seemed stunned, unable to believe that his two brothers not only failed in their attacks but also couldn’t even parry a single move from their opponent;
How could this be!
He was well aware of his brothers’ strength. The three of them were among the best of the Kongtong Sect. They had left together, defeating countless masters along the way. Without exception, everyone had been utterly helpless against the Seven Wounds Fist. He never expected this here…
In a daze!
A calm voice came from behind him:
“In the martial world, no martial art is invincible.”