Chapter 56: Overturning Rivers and Seas, Tornadoes Cleaving the Skies

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Five innate warriors posed little threat to Lu Wu; the real danger came from the numerous divine-arm archers and crossbowmen. The crossbow, braced by the foot against the front strap and drawn by both hands using waist strength, was a large weapon difficult to cock—two bolts per minute was impressive even for a skilled operator. However, the divine-arm bow was different: as long as the archer was strong enough, they could draw and shoot at will, firing six or seven arrows per minute without difficulty.

Many believed arrows lacked the lethality of swords or blades, but in reality, bows were elastic energy-storing weapons. Paired with heavy three-pronged armor-piercing iron arrows, a single shot within thirty paces could penetrate three layers of heavy armor effortlessly—comparable to a cavalryman’s lance strike. The great general fears no army, only the armor-piercing arrow.

When Lu Wu sensed that his ruthless slaughter only unsettled the elite soldiers briefly before they crouched by the ship’s rail, eyes fixed on the cabin exit, he felt a headache coming on.

His ability to break through the bow and storm the cabin stemmed from Black God’s impact charge across the water’s surface and the “Azure Dragon Rousing the Sea Halberd—Splitting the Golden Locks, Walking the Dragon” technique, which excelled at breaching defenses.

Exiting through the cabin doorway meant facing a hail of arrows. The narrow exit cramped the long halberd’s movements; ordinary crossbows were manageable, but against so many divine-arm bows and crossbows, it was perilous.

Breaking upward from below to pierce the deck and create a hole large enough for himself and Black God to leap onto the deck was no simple task— or rather, while splitting such a large hole was easy, it inevitably caused a momentary pause. That moment was just enough for four innate warriors to react and block him briefly. Then, the volley of arrows would find him unlucky again.

Water slowly filled the cabin, rising to Black God’s back. The horse let out a low whinny, as if warning its rider of unease.

Lu Wu gently patted Black God to steady the creature, then swung the halberd left and right, shattering two wooden walls to carve out some space.

In the next instant, the halberd emitted a rumbling roar as white mist billowed around, turning the cabin pitch black in an instant.

Lu Wu wielded the halberd; the mist swirled with it. Suddenly, he raised the halberd upright and paused—the mist flared out like a battle banner!

At that moment, Black God sprang forward, neighing loudly; Lu Wu howled skyward—the halberd thrust upward!

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Azure Dragon Rousing the Sea Halberd—Tearing the Rivers, Overturning the Seas, Summoning the Great Waves!

The deck exploded. First, a pure white mist spun out at high speed, followed by a towering waterspout erupting from the ship’s center, surging skyward!

The Yan brothers were caught off guard. Though they quickly released the sails and tried to evade, the waterspout’s coverage was vast with a strong suction force. Their midair leverage was insufficient; retreating less than two meters, they were sucked back in.

Innate warriors could redirect their true energy midair, but the air provided far less counterforce than solid ground.

As for General Xie Qi of Pingnan, crouched on the first horizontal mast, he was caught squarely in the vortex with no chance of escape.

Among the four innate warriors, only Wang Poshān, the Mountain-Breaking King crouched by the rail, escaped the whirlpool's pull.

Staring at the wild, twisting waterspout like a raging dragon, even Wang Poshān was uncertain how to intervene.

When the waterspout began turning blood-red, Wang Poshān decisively leapt into the river, sprinting on water for nearly a hundred meters. Exhausted of true energy, he sank but still swam with astonishing speed, vanishing from Lu Wu’s sight.

Lu Wu had originally crafted the Azure Dragon Rousing the Sea Halberd during the “Eighteen Strikes of Layered Peaks” training, tapping into a secret practice called “Thunder Sound Body Cleansing.”

This technique used a special true energy circulation to vibrate the weapon at high frequency, inducing reverse vibrations in the internal organs and bones, strengthening them through coordinated true energy flow.

However, this cleansing method was insufficient for Lu Wu, so he refined the true energy flow to increase the weapon’s vibration frequency, enhancing the cleansing effect.

Later, Lu Wu discovered that striking a target with the weapon vibrating at high frequency greatly increased lethality—akin to the principle of high-frequency weapons.

This was the embryonic form of the Azure Dragon Rousing the Sea Halberd.

As Lu Wu matured and his true energy grew purer and denser, he realized that the presence or absence of a medium changed the damage output by tenfold.

He then combined true energy with the mist generated by the halberd’s vibrations, using the mist as a medium to channel true energy, perfecting the technique.

In other words, water vapor amplified the halberd’s area damage; wherever the mist reached was the domain of the Azure Dragon technique.

Now Lu Wu was entirely submerged in water!

Therefore, this strike not only harnessed the surrounding vapor but, pushed to the limit, even the river water itself was moved by true energy, swirling into a high-speed waterspout that shot skyward, engulfing the three innate warriors within.

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General Xie Qi of Pingnan felt as though thousands of high-speed rotating blades were slicing and grinding across his body.

He had no choice but to discard his great axe, curl into a ball protecting his head and vital areas, and push his Iron Body Technique to the extreme, channeling all his true energy into his Black Gold Armor to barely withstand the assault.

Where the armor failed to cover and flesh was cut and torn by the water’s edge, he could only endure.

Despite this, he was tossed violently, unable to open his eyes—the mist and water currents penetrated every pore, though diminished in power, his eyes were too fragile.

It seemed to stretch on forever, then ended in an instant. The vortex dissipated, and Xie Qi fell into the river with a splash.

He didn’t even have time to open his eyes, using the momentum and weight of his Black Gold Armor to dive deeper—forgetting about turning the tide, survival itself was uncertain.

The Yan brothers wore only leather armor, far inferior to his Black Gold Armor in defense.

Moreover, their armor covered only chest and abdomen, leaving head, face, and limbs exposed. These martial artists seldom trained in external Qigong; if even Xie Qi was in such a state, the Yan brothers stood no chance.

If innate warriors struggled to survive, the fate of the archers and crossbowmen was even grimmer.

The warship was hardly large.

That waterspout was created by a Wu Kingdom combat general; with a slight movement, it could engulf everyone on board—there was nowhere to run except jumping into the river.

How could a military general wield such magnificent true energy?

The path of military martial arts differed fundamentally from ordinary martial arts, hence its separate classification.

Military martial arts emphasized pure true energy but not its density.

Especially at the final stage, when aspiring to become a combat general, one must draw in military killing energy to fortify the body. This step not only required an incredibly robust physique but also meant that denser true energy increased the risk of bodily rupture and death.

Just as Xie Qi pondered this, a terrifying, focused shockwave surged downward from the water’s surface, shattering his internal organs and sealing his fate—he never resurfaced.