Chapter 282: Chapter 282 Wheel Array
Upon hearing the four sounds of sharp weapons piercing flesh, everyone’s expressions changed.
The eight members of Qin Tian were deeply annoyed, their faces showing pain, and their eyes toward Wang Yan were filled with grief and anger.
Meanwhile, Fatty Pig burst into laughter: “Hahaha, truly can’t withstand a single blow. So weak, pretending to be big and bad just now.”
The mercenary leader felt a moment of relief; he hadn’t anticipated Wang Yan could be killed so easily. But thinking about it, his four subordinates were top fighters who could each face a hundred opponents; all four attacking at once, and from behind—if Wang Yan couldn’t be killed, it would indeed be a joke.
However, the next moment, everyone sensed something amiss, because Wang Yan was still standing there, his expression calm, showing no pain at all.
And the four mercenaries who attempted to ambush Wang Yan also maintained their previous posture, their expressions unchanged.
Upon closer inspection, everyone was startled, because they saw that although the four mercenaries kept their daggers thrust forward, the daggers appeared not to have penetrated Wang Yan’s body, their tips approximately three inches away from him.
“What’s going on?”
“Where exactly did those four ‘puff’ sounds come from?”
…
As everyone was puzzled, they noticed a drop of fresh blood slowly sliding down Wang Yan’s cleaver.
Although the cleaver was already covered in congealed blood, this fresh drop could only suggest the cleaver had recently drawn blood again.
All eyes were fixed on Wang Yan’s cleaver, watching as the blood slid down the blade, falling onto the ground.
With a “pa,” the drop of blood hit the ground, shattering into multiple pieces and splattering.
Though the sound of the blood hitting the ground was faint, nearly inaudible,
under everyone’s intense scrutiny, it seemed as if the sound was massive, exploding right beside their ears.
As the drop of blood fell, the four mercenaries behind Wang Yan finally moved.
One mercenary’s head and half of his shoulder began to slide away from the body, separated with a smooth cut as if by a sharp weapon.
With a “thud,” the upper half of his body fell to the ground, while the remaining lower half remained standing, and at the break, the bright red flesh and bones were neatly aligned, even showing half of a heart still jumping rhythmically.
With a “sizzle,” a jet of blood sprang like a fountain from the lower body’s fracture, soaring high into the air.
Simultaneously, the other three mercenaries experienced the same phenomenon; their upper halves slid down and hit the ground, blood gushing from the fractures.
For a moment, the hall seemed to have four fountains.
With a “thud, thud,” four corpses fell to the ground, still spurting blood amidst their collapse.
Confronted with this terrifying and bizarre scene, everyone was stunned, and the faces of Fatty Pig and his men turned ashen.
But the eight members of Qin Tian were already wildly excited, their faces showing exhilaration, desperate to cheer loudly.
By now, everyone had realized why Wang Yan’s cleaver had been dripping blood earlier.
It was because, as the four mercenaries attempted to ambush Wang Yan, his cleaver swung backward, cleaving through all four, producing the four “puff” sounds; they were not mercenaries hitting Wang Yan, but Wang Yan slicing them.
Thinking of this, the mercenary leader’s face turned pale with fear; Wang Yan’s speed was incredibly fast, so fast that he hadn’t seen any part of Wang Yan’s action while killing the four.
The mercenary leader looked gravely at Wang Yan, saying, “Friend, who exactly are you?”
Wang Yan glanced casually at the mercenary leader, saying, “You’re not qualified to know. If you want to fight, fight; if not, chop off your hands and roll away from here.”
At Wang Yan’s words, the mercenary leader’s face changed, saying, “You’re strong, but you’re alone. We have a hundred men. Do you really want to destroy us all? If pushed to desperation, we’ll perish together!”
Wang Yan coldly scanned the hundred mercenaries in front of him and replied disdainfully, “Even a hundred, just dogs, push them to desperation, so what?”
The mercenary leader was suddenly enraged, nodded, and said, “Fine, even a hundred dogs can still bite if driven to desperation, especially when we’re armed to the teeth.”
Saying this, the mercenary leader waved his hand, commanding, “Attack collectively, Wheel Array.”
With the mercenary leader’s order, the hundred mercenaries immediately moved, jogging to encircle Wang Yan in layers.
Wang Yan simply stood there, watching as a hundred mercenaries surrounded him, without moving at all.
Seeing Wang Yan’s arrogance, the mercenary leader sneered inwardly: “I’ll let you be arrogant; soon you’ll regret it.”
As the hundred mercenaries surrounded Wang Yan, they each drew their weapons.
The thirty nearest to Wang Yan were armed with three-foot-long swords, their sharp tips gleaming coldly. The thirty behind them held six-foot-long spears, with deadly sharp tips, and the last thirty had several daggers, gripping the tips with the handles pointing forward, prepared to throw them.
Seeing this, everyone understood the mercenaries’ intent.
Three attack forms in synergy; if Wang Yan dealt with the front line wielding swords, the spears from behind would naturally stab towards him.
Even if Wang Yan miraculously avoided the spears, the third row wielding daggers would seize the chance to throw their blades, harming Wang Yan—putting him on the defensive with no respite.
It was truly a Wheel Array, seamless, immensely powerful, leaving no openings.
At this realization, Qin Tian and the others grew worried again. Although Wang Yan was strong, facing a hundred men was already extreme, not to mention this formidable array.
Fatty Pig was clapping and laughing: “Hahaha, good, good, turn this kid into a beehive.”
The mercenary leader coldly stated: “Kid, my Wheel Array has been used 78 times in the Golden Triangle; every person surrounded has met their death. Today you’ll be the 79th to die. Even in death, you can consider yourself fortunate, as your death wouldn’t be in vain. Hahaha—kill him.”
With the mercenary leader’s command, the hundred mercenaries stepped forward, pressing closer to Wang Yan.