Chapter 213: Chapter 188: The Endless Blood Battle

Between bare hands and weaponry, there’s a high wall.

Du Chengfeng also admits that the figure wielding the halberd found a perfect moment, and in this place, whether it’s real or illusory, he faces countless blades, spears, swords, and halberds with bare hands, theoretically a death without life.

But that’s only in theory.

Theory doesn’t always manifest in reality, as there are many variables outside of theory, such as extraordinary strength, a perfected force structure from years of training, and keen combat awareness from frequent battles... most of the time, these things are often described together.

In other words, overwhelming strength defies logic.

As long as one is strong enough, logic becomes irrelevant, for sheer power is the embodiment of another kind of logic.

"Can’t kill without a weapon?"

With another two punches crushing two heads, Du Chengfeng shook his head repeatedly.

Indeed, weapons greatly enhance a person’s lethality, but it’s just an enhancement. Without weapons, can’t one fight?

No, clearly not.

The convenience of weapons simply stems from aligning with the body’s force structure, resulting in increased damage.

Which means, even without weapons, as long as the force structure remains, terrifying damage can still be inflicted.

Hands clenched into hammer-like fists, palms like knives, fingers like swords, bent fingers like hooks, elbows and knees like axes, legs like steel whips... Few realize that a strong human body is already akin to a large beast like a tiger or leopard, and the upright flexible stance means the entire body is a hidden weapon!

Bare-handed, truly weak?

No, clearly not.

At the moment, Du Chengfeng is bare-handed, but his hands are liberated from the weapon’s grip.

The robust physique itself is the best weapon!

"Come!"

Grabbing onto the ankle of a Prairie warrior, Du Chengfeng swung two Evil Qi figures, leaving nothing but crushed bones and tendons in his wake!

"Kill!!!"

The Evil Qi figures formed again, devoid of flesh and reason, left only with the instinct to kill, wildly slashing at everything in sight, even the two figures Du Chengfeng was holding—believing simply that killing everything in front is sufficient.

And indeed, under the chopping and hacking, the two figures in Du Chengfeng’s hands quickly lost limbs, vanishing into thin air along with the fallen Evil Qi figures.

Then Du Chengfeng grabbed two more.

Curved blades, sharp swords, axes, and clubs posed little threat to him now. The typical humanoid height is about one meter seventy or eighty, not counting the length of the arms when swung. Such a vast range meant that those Evli Qi formed figures couldn’t even touch him—the only thing remotely threatening him was the occasional thrust of the Overlord Halberd.

"You think you’ll just kill me like that?"

In the crowd, the figure identical to Du Chengfeng charged once more.

"Thoughts cannot be killed!"

"That’s great!"

Du Chengfeng was overjoyed, tossing a Prairie warrior and seizing the ankle of the halberd-wielding figure.

Du Chengfeng had to admit, the figure was right; whether thoughts can be killed, he doesn’t know, but at least the durability of the halberd-wielding figure is indeed high—he’s swung it to kill two or three hundred other figures, and it’s only lost one arm, clearly tougher than the other Evil Qi figures.

With the halberd’s extensive attack range as a bonus, Du Chengfeng’s efficiency in killing increased.

"I’ll kill you aaaaah—"

The furious halberd figure exerted its remaining strength to swing at Du Chengfeng, but it collided with a Prairie warrior, the halberd lodging in another Southern Chen Guardian’s neck.

In that momentary pause, fifteen swords, axes, and hammers fell upon it, instantly turning it into minced flesh.

This disappointed Du Chengfeng; he thought it really couldn’t be killed.

But soon, in the distance within his sight, a Prairie military officer’s curved blade suddenly transformed into a halberd.

And a face identical to Du Chengfeng’s appeared on the Prairie officer’s face.

"Thoughts cannot be killed!"

The halberd figure continued to shout.

But this time, it didn’t approach Du Chengfeng directly.

More and more Evil Qi figures surged forward, even at the cost of dying they would slash at Du Chengfeng, knowing even if they are smashed by human hammers, they can quickly reform and revive—while Du Chengfeng stood alone, he didn’t think he could grow a second life upon being killed at this moment.

Clearly aware they couldn’t overpower directly, these Evil Qi figures shifted tactics, opting for a war of attrition, determined to exhaust Du Chengfeng’s last shred of strength.

It’s countless grievances, endless malice, eroding Du Chengfeng’s will, undermining his persistence.

Yet in the face of this relentless assault, Du Chengfeng smiled instead.

"You seem anxious."

Du Chengfeng gazed at the halberd figure in the distance.

"No rush from me."

"You bastard..."

The halberd figure furrowed its brows tightly, but didn’t rush forward.

Instead, it commanded the Evil Qi figures to advance and attack.

It couldn’t believe, couldn’t believe Du Chengfeng wasn’t anxious, for it has part of Du Chengfeng’s memories, and precisely because of this, it knows Du Chengfeng is never the patient type.

"But I need to practice this."

Holding two human-sized hammers, Du Chengfeng’s expression remained unchanged.

Indeed, his style has always been a stance as aggressive as fire, but precisely because of this, he understands the importance of patience.

Now, he has this practice opportunity.

If killing once isn’t enough, then twice, if twice isn’t enough, then five times, he’s curious about how many times these so-called Evil Qi can be killed.

Ten times, a hundred times? Or a thousand times?

"The answer is two hundred thirty-seven times."

After testing, Du Chengfeng concluded.

Of course, it’s just a case study, might even be an approximation, but certainly one Evil Qi condensed Southern Chen Guardian ceased appearing after being killed over two hundred times.

Regarding the other Evil Qi figures, Du Chengfeng hasn’t fully tested, but at least he now knows these Evil Qi-formed figures aren’t as enduring as they might seem.

"Oh, so it’s only to this extent?"

Once again picking up two human-sized hammers, Du Chengfeng continued the slaughter.