Chapter 632: Decisive Killing

“Kill them!”
“Surround them! Don’t let a single one escape!”
More than a dozen disciples of the Mu Family were broken by these strangers who appeared out of nowhere, and they continued to charge toward the Mu Family’s stronghold at full speed. This naturally ignited furious anger among all the disciples there, who rushed out from their temples and fiercely surrounded the group of thin, dark-skinned men who had just crossed the first row of wooden stakes.
There were twenty-four of them in total!
Shot down by He Shiyi’s arrows, all the thin, dark-skinned men fell from their horses in shock and anger, gathering around their companions who had been pierced in the chest by arrows.
“You guys…”
“That’s too much!” One of the burlier men suddenly stood up and loudly rebuked the Mu Family disciples in broken Mandarin, “We came from Thailand, Vietnam… to make friends through martial arts! How can you greet us in such a way…?” With several companions dead, how could they not be angry?
“…”
The Mu Family disciples were stunned at first upon hearing this: So they were from abroad. No wonder they couldn’t even recognize the Mu Family’s banner and just barged in blindly!
“Only saying that now? Weren’t you so mighty just now?” Baolong had dealt with these people many times and knew full well that these guys from the southwestern countries were backing down.
If the Mu Family didn’t have skilled experts on hand or reacted any slower, things wouldn’t be like this now…
At the border, Baolong had often seen these so-called experts from the southwestern countries boldly storming into the main or branch temples of Central Plains gangs to provoke them, only to destroy the gangs and plunder their resources—often acting like bandits.
But when faced with tougher opponents and blocked off, they would claim that their purpose was to make friends through martial arts!
This wasn’t the first time Baolong had seen this.
Moreover, he knew that although these guys with strong foundations weren’t too afraid of clashing with fists and weapons, they still feared bows and arrows greatly…
Especially powerful archers—whose killing power was terrifying, moving so fast that there was no time to react. For someone as skilled as He Shiyi, the threat they posed was self-evident when using all his strength.
Additionally, the Mu Family as a whole was already very strong. With everyone mobilized, even if these people had a hundred times more courage, they wouldn’t dare to attack head-on…

Baolong would not show these people any courtesy. Pointing at the injured disciple of the Mu Family who was helped up by his brothers, he said in a cold tone, “You forced your way into the Mu Family’s branch hall, and now you want to brush it off with some so-called ‘meeting friends through martial arts’? Are you stupid, or do you think everyone else is an idiot?”
“We also have people injured.”
The burly dark-skinned man at the forefront spoke in a low voice, staring intently at Baolong.
“That’s your own fault.”
Baolong waved his hand decisively and declared, “Everyone who attacked and injured others—kill them all!”
“Yes!!”
The crowd responded loudly!
The group of Mu Family disciples were clearly delighted to hear Baolong’s order. Eager and murderous, they rushed forward, pushing aside the unharmed ones amidst the angry shouts of the thin, dark-skinned men. They surrounded those who were still alive despite being shot and struck down with swords amidst their terrified screams.
Swish!
Blood gushed into the air!
Seven souls perished instantly.
In such a place, the head of the branch hall was the highest authority—this was an unbreakable rule anywhere in the Mu Family. It was precisely through such ruthless and iron-fisted methods that Baolong won the unanimous support of the Mu Family disciples.
The group of thin, dark-skinned men were furious!
Seeing that the people from the Mu Family still killed them after they revealed their intentions, the remaining seventeen men’s eyes widened, and they could not calm down for a long time!
Yet they understood the Mu Family’s status and strength in the martial world of the Central Plains. Eventually, they all restrained their urge to act, staring fixedly at the one who gave the order—Baolong.
He seemed unaware of their murderous gazes. As his brothers sheathed their swords, he walked past them indifferently, stretching out his voice and saying, “Now… it’s time to reveal your purpose of ‘meeting friends through martial arts’.” His voice was calm and steady. Even knowing that these people were experts from a small country in the southwest border, he showed no sign of being intimidated by their sharp, knife-like eyes.
“Good, what a Baolong…”
The burly dark-skinned man at the forefront’s gaze turned slightly dark as he stared intently into Baolong’s eyes and said slowly, “Our friends from Vietnam and Thailand came here together just to experience the skills of the masters from the Central Plains of China. Although our previous behavior was somewhat rude, we still held back and didn’t go too far. Is this how you repay us?”
“Hmph!”
Baolong snorted through his nose, his tone firm and decisive:
“Nonsense!”
“…”

“You barged into our sect without permission, acting as if it were an invasion. You injured our brothers, and now you ask us to show mercy? Let me tell you—had we not held back, every single disciple of the Mu Family would have died, and not one of those twenty-four of yours would have survived!”
“…”
The experts from the southwestern small nations paled at these words.
On the other side, Baolong’s murderous tone and stern expression greatly inspired the Mu Family disciples around him:
“Great!”
“Brother Baolong is right!”
Even He Shiyi, who was on top of the sect’s wall, looked enlightened after hearing Baolong’s righteous and fierce words.
No wonder when Kai Xin learned that these experts from the southwestern small nations had come to provoke them, he sent Baolong, who was thousands of miles away, here…
Having dealt with the experts from the southwestern small nations many times before, Baolong’s approach to handling situations was indeed experienced and reassuring. He not only prevented the enemies from gaining an advantage but also, through his words and actions, greatly enhanced the prestige and authority of the Mu Family!
Under Baolong’s intimidating presence, those once aggressive men had now lost their edge and become much more subdued.
“We admit defeat regarding what happened just now. But we’re here to challenge the leaders of your Mu Family—‘Lei Zhan’ and ‘Kai Xin’.”
Realizing it was pointless to argue on Mu Family’s territory, especially since they were at fault, the burly, dark-skinned man at the forefront changed his tone and said solemnly, “Along the way, we’ve already defeated many of your Chinese experts. Now it’s your turn, Mu Family… If he’s a true warrior, let him step forward and accept the challenge from international friends! If he’s too scared, we’ll leave right away without another word.” He said the last part loudly.
The people present exchanged glances. The opponent was using a crude provocation tactic, but it was effective.
“A challenge? With your strength?” Baolong glanced at the speaker with disdain. “One of our brothers could easily shoot down all seven of you. With such strength, there’s no need to involve our master… And don’t say I’m neglecting international friends. I’ll just pick a few opponents for you—see if you can beat them first.”
In “Jianghu,” there was a language translation function. Hearing Baolong’s casual reply, the group was furious. When they saw a middle-aged man with a lazy expression and yawning behind the group he pointed to, they trembled with rage, wishing they could crush Baolong to death.