I'll forge a new destiny

Chapter 33 Tavern
  Like a landslide, like a sea falling.

The watermelon rind wrapped in the wave just smashed down.

Time seemed to be extending infinitely. Su watched the anchor claw gradually approach his head, and his entire face began to become distorted under the huge pressure.

This life-threatening crisis overcame the previous fear, making the weak hands and feet suddenly regain strength.

Since you haven't blocked it yet, just block it again!
  The threat of death did not make Su lose his mind. Instead, he became more conscious.

He doesn't intend to let others resist for him, and he also knows that he can't rely on anyone now. At least this crisis can only be dealt with by himself.

In a flash of thought, he realized that if it was forced, the end result would be just two more hands being broken off before the forehead was lifted.

There is enough space!

The empty spaces on the left and right not only gave Zhang Xing a place to stand, but also gave Su space to wield his weapon.

Thinking of this, a new force suddenly appeared in his arms, and his hands that became as stable as rocks held the two forks and slammed into the watermelon rind that was coming.

"Ahhh-"

Screams were mixed with roars, and amid the splash of blood, the anchor claw hit Su's shoulder, causing him to half kneel on the ground.

Painful, angry, but alive.

Su, who avoided Mingtu's invitation at the critical moment, even though he was in severe pain and embarrassment, his expression became extremely ferocious and his body began to tremble spontaneously.

He didn't lose his mind, but clenched the weapon that saved his life tightly, letting the double forks get stuck on the anchor arm, and they were in a stalemate with Zhang Xing.

Zhang Xing tilted his head in admiration.

He knew that he had taken advantage of a lot now, and being able to avoid being killed by an anchor in this situation proved that he was really capable.

I wanted to add another three points of strength to at least remove this man's arm completely. But under Su's desperate struggle, it seemed that this stalemate could not be easily broken.

And in this critical moment, the guards also reacted.

They were all direct descendants of the Mellann clan. The general was seriously injured in front of them, which made them instantly red-eyed. Even Tina herself no longer cares about whether Zhang Xing is a possible ally.

In line with the military's morale, the gathered strength held back the surging tide.

Somewhere along the way, a majestic figure is about to step out of the waves.

Just like the original legend - the great Mellann subdued the tsunami that swept everything, turned it into his own power, and used it to fight against the moving mountain.

Suppress and start to loosen.

His strength regenerated, and although the blood flow still continued, Su's expression began to relax.

Looking back, the outburst of fighting spirit made him try to stand up. Looking at Zhang Xing with a calm expression, Su's eyes began to shine with confidence of victory.

"you--"

"Get down!"

The watermelon peel that completely let go allowed Su to return to his position.

But that's all. For a person who can burst out with fighting spirit, the weight of the watermelon rind may be terrifying, but it is by no means unbearable.

If you hesitate, you will lose.

The shadow that looked more like the captain than Tina was already looming in the waves, and I knew that if the stalemate continued, I wouldn't be able to get over it.

Unless they really start killing people, they have to consider running away.

‘You think so too, right? ’

Their eyes met, and there was no extra information in Su's resolute eyes - but Zhang Xing could think so.

The watermelon rind began to retract, and correspondingly, the stalemate strength on the double fork gradually weakened.

This made Zhang Xing sure that the person in front of him did not want to force him to kill him, otherwise he would just continue to hold Zhang Xing until the siege was completely formed.

The fight has already ended like this, is one's own life still important?
  "tui!"

He spat disdainfully, and the corrosive torrent hit Su's body.

In the billowing white smoke, Zhang Xing no longer looked at Su, who was struggling to retreat. Being protected by the guards who caught up, he turned around suddenly to block the slashing attack of the virtual image of Mel Langen.     ‘It looks so similar, it is indeed a troublesome object. ’

Looking at the weapon in the virtual image's hand that was the same as the Shadow Blade on his waist, Zhang Xing clicked his tongue.

Maybe it would be a good idea to turn in the assignment early...

"But I'm not happy!"

He said something that was incomprehensible, and relying on himself to be the one with the advantage, Zhang Xinghe pounced on him.

As he expected, the phantom was truly astonishing and powerful. But under his own impact, it was still like paper and was easily destroyed.

The uncontrollable atmospheric tide washed over the entire battlefield in an instant, and all the sergeants involved in the link were affected to varying degrees.

If we take advantage of the victory now, we will definitely turn this place into a slaughterhouse.

It's a pity that Zhang Xing is not a butcher after all.

An anchor hit the ground, bringing in the constantly churning waves in the atmosphere, and the entire ground continued to rise and fall like the sea surface in a heavy rain.

In the waves, everyone except Zhang Xing could not stand still and could only watch him carrying the watermelon rind.

Step by step, return to the hut.

"Since the goods that should be delivered have to be rescheduled because of me as a courier, then I still have to give you a gift."

Amid the rising and falling waves, the hut has already been torn into different slits, allowing sunlight to penetrate into the house.

Now with the waving watermelon rind, the already shapeless house was completely destroyed, revealing the tunnel in front of everyone.

Pointing your toes, the tunnel mouth is cracked like a spider web and can no longer be covered up.

Zhang Xing, who used his strength to jump up, looked at Tina, who was trying to stand firm among the swaying guards at his feet.

"Just treat it like opening a blind box and check the contents yourself."

At this moment, Tina was completely convinced that the person in front of her had no ill intentions, but she did not care about Zhang Xing's gift, because since Zhang Xing had no ill intentions, that meant...

"Did you witness his departure?"

She wanted to know what the elder she had always admired said at the end of his life.

But all he could see was the sunlight shining on the watermelon rind behind the departing figure.

The sun is not dazzling, but it can't answer anything.

"I saw him raising his sails in the last storm, protected by Nereus, heading for the depths of the sea."

In a tavern in the lower city, an unheard answer sounded in a corner where no one was paying attention.

According to the stereotype I got from Brick, everything here is very consistent with the style of downtown - whether it is the low ceiling, dim light, or the changing light on the wall as the figures twist.

But this is not to say that this place is not good. On the contrary, this tavern is much better than most stories.

Port Eris is a very prosperous place, and the Mellann family that rules it may have various shortcomings, but they can be considered enlightened and kind in any case.

So there is no shortage of jobs here, and people in Xiacheng District can always find a way to survive. Even if you are lucky, you can live here even if you only have the advantage of being strong.

They even have enough leftover to spend time in the tavern without defaulting on their drink money or causing trouble here.

Everyone here seemed very relaxed under the sunlight that was gradually setting in the west and beginning to soften.

The bartender will even allow the children to sell various snacks and fruits here, and will stop the sailors who want to give a low price for them.

People coming and going, whether they are ordinary people or strangers, all carry cheap drinks, talk loudly with people they know or don't know, and exchange all kinds of strange stories and rumors.

But in fact, they don't care what they say or what they hear.

This means that as long as you cover it a little, the watermelon rind will not be so conspicuous...

Zhang Xing can sit here peacefully and take a good rest.

(End of this chapter)