Astral Apostle
/ Astral Apostle Chapter 415 – Tyrant Barring The Path (1)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Zhou Jing led his men all the way up the mountain and passed through the dense forest. Soon, they found the stronghold of Tiger Head Mountain.
The stronghold was located in the valley, and on both sides were towering rock walls. There was only one main road leading into the stronghold, and the entrance was tall and sturdy.
In front of the gate was a long slope that extended into the stronghold itself. One could see that there were two passes guarding the only way into the place. Standing in the empty slope outside the stronghold gate, one could only see the top of the pass.
“It's a terrain that's easy to defend and difficult to attack,” Fang Zhen muttered.
“Is that so? I instead feel that it makes it all the more obvious.”
Zhou Jing sized up the mountain walls on both sides and smiled.
Rumble rumble rumble…
At this moment, the gates of the stronghold opened, and a large group of bandits holding blades and shields rushed out.
The group of bandits quickly arranged themselves in a formation. Although it was crooked, it was not completely disorganized. They held their axes and spears, glaring at them.
The two sides faced each other in front of the village. There were 1,500 people on one side and more than 200 on the other. The difference was huge.
Zhou Jing carried his iron spear and calmly allowed the other party to line up.
As for the 200 minions behind him, they were not so calm. Seeing that the other party's forces were several times larger than theirs, they could not help but panic. Only after Guo Haishen and Fang Zhen shouted a few words did their morale barely stabilize.
At this moment, the four leaders of Tiger Head Mountain stepped out.
Peng Jin sized up Zhou Jing and cupped his hands. He said in a deep voice, “Are you the Death Beckoning Yama King, Chen Feng?”
“That's right!” Zhou Jing raised his voice.
Peng Jin snorted. Although he knew the other party's intentions, he still asked again,
“I've heard a lot about you. What brings you here?”
Zhou Jing pointed his spear at the other party from afar and shouted, “I, Chen Feng, Guo Haishen, and Fang Zhen, are here on behalf of Red Cloud Mountain to subdue you.”
“Guo Haishen?”
The four leaders were stunned. This was not mentioned when the lackeys reported just now.
Peng Jin quickly observed and recognized Guo Haishen. His expression changed, and he became even more jealous and indignant, “So it's the Iron Arm Azure Dragon. I didn't expect a famous person like you to also join the Red Cloud Mountain?”
Guo Haishen had once visited Tiger Head Mountain, and these people all knew him well.
Hong Dingxian frowned, “So it's Brother Guo. We're considered old friends, and have no grudges in the past. Why did you provoke us?”
Hearing this, Guo Haishen cupped his fists and explained seriously,
“A few months ago, I was imprisoned. It was Brother Chen Feng and Brother Fang Zhen, as well as the friends of the Heavenly King Fortress and the Red Cloud Mountain, who helped me out of trouble. Now, I've already become fast friends with Chen Feng and Fang Zhen. We're sworn brothers who will live and die together. We've been hiding in the Red Cloud Mountain for the past few days, and are grateful to the Red Cloud Mountain for taking us in and heard that Chief Yu wants to expand, so we plan to repay him in this regard. We're only here for business, not to have any personal grudges with you.”
Peng Jin understood the whole story and was immediately unhappy,
“If you want to repay me, so be it, but you're using my Tiger Head Mountain as a target for no reason. Are you bullying me because there's no one in my Tiger Head Mountain to stand up to you? That Red Cloud Mountain has a huge appetite. They usually mind their own business, but I didn't expect them to have such thoughts! How despicable!”
Fang Zhen shouted, “Enough nonsense. Today, the three of us are here to fight. If you lose, you have to give up Tiger Head Mountain!”
Peng Jin found it funny and sneered,
“I know that your martial arts are extraordinary. Do you think I'll agree to such a bet to fight with you? There are only two to three hundred of you. Aren't you dreaming if you think you can use such a method to snatch my village? I see that you're also heroes, so I won't make things difficult for you today. If you change your tune, I can invite you to the mountain for a drink, but you're being rude. You should leave quickly.”
Zhou Jing's expression did not change as he slowly spoke,
“I'm afraid it's not up to you. Grandpa has specially come to ask for guidance. You have to fight even if you don't want to! Today, we'll speak based on our own abilities. The four of you can come together. I'll only fight alone. If you can defeat me, the three of us will submit to you! If you can't defeat this spear in my hand, you'll surrender!”
Hearing this, Peng Jin's eyes flashed, a little tempted.
However, on second thought, he did not think it was necessary.
After all, they had the advantage in numbers, so why would they take the risk to agree to the battle? The benefits of winning were limited, and if they lost, they would lose their foundation. Who would be willing to do such a losing deal? Did Chen Feng treat them as fools?
However, just as he was hesitating, Fang Zhen suddenly rolled his eyes and deliberately snorted,
“There are only 200 of us, yet you don't dare to come and challenge us. You're really asking to be mocked for being afraid and avoiding the battle. I think you shouldn't be called the Four Heroes of Tiger Head Mountain anymore. You should just be called the Four Bugs of Tiger Head Mountain.”
Hearing this, Guo Haishen knew what Fang Zhen meant. He thought to himself that since he had already offended them, it could not get worse, so he cooperated and deliberately revealed a disappointed expression.
“I originally thought that the four leaders were all heroes, so I came to challenge you openly today. But now that we meet again, I didn't expect the four leaders to actually become such cowards. I was wrong.”
Fang Zhen echoed, “That's right. There are only soft little boys with no balls on this mountain. Don't call it Tiger Head Mountain anymore. Let's call it Mommy Boy Mountain! No, mommy boys might be better than you. You should call it Impotent Mountain.”
“Pfft…”
The 200 or so lackeys behind could not hold it in anymore. They let out sounds like they were leaking air and laughed on the spot. However, their nervousness from before was swept away, and their morale was boosted.
“F**k your mother's smelly b*tch ass!”
“You're the one who's impotent! Your entire family is impotent!”
Chapter end
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