Chapter 138: A Single Thought Makes Flowers Bloom, the Witch Reigns Supreme

Zheng Gui gripped the pitch-black military dagger, suppressing the chill rising in his heart; based on the brief exchange just now, this kid's advantages were fast speed and great strength, a very standard Old Martial Arts practitioner.

But he was not invincible!

Vitality represented the comprehensive quality of physical strength and physical endurance; moreover, he himself was armed while the opponent was empty-handed.

The advantage is mine!

"Qin Xiao-ge! The combat method he cultivates is the 'Enemy-Killing Assassination Technique'! It mainly emphasizes ruthlessness and swiftness, with extremely strong explosiveness; you must be careful..."

Lao Wang had long since put away the map; he was clearly standing right there, yet his presence and aura were weak beyond description.

Zheng Gui did not waste words; letting Qin Shi delay to recover, those two moves of the kid's looked fierce, but the consumption must have been considerable.

Attack!

His breathing was short and dense, like a python flicking its tongue, making a "hiss-hiss-hiss" sound.

His footsteps moved, not charging in a straight line, but weaving and changing, using the bar's beams and pillars, as well as the dim environment, to conceal his figure.

Combined with fierce speed, in others' vision he seemed to flicker like a ghost shadow, rapidly closing in.

Unfortunately, Qin Shi possessed 【Super-Sensory Perception】 blessing, easily capturing Zheng Gui's pouncing assault.

The Hundred Forms Refining Momentum circulated and erupted, like a wisp of swift wind sweeping past; he spun in place, immediately avoiding Zheng Gui's fierce, deadly surprise attack.

A Martial Artist with a weapon in hand — the threat level was indeed completely different.

Against each of Zheng Gui's offensives, Qin Shi had to guard carefully; he had to raise his five senses to their absolute peak, maintaining a taut state.

Fortunately, the mist-like spiritual field power slowly diffused, covering the surroundings for a distance of nearly ten meters left and right; Zheng Gui's ferocious attacks, like stones falling into a calm lake, would always stir obvious ripples, letting Qin Shi dodge by the narrowest of margins.

Such rapid offense and defense lasted about half a minute; the bar's wooden floor was plowed through, shattering to pieces with the two's high-speed movement; those tables and chairs placed in the middle shattered on contact, turning into clusters of wood chips drifting inside the room.

"This kid really only has around forty points of Vitality? This perverted physical ability and endurance! Old Martial Arts shouldn't be this enduring, just right!"

That breath of Zheng Gui's was like rolling heat stuffed inside a kettle, about to burst his chest open.

Even with sixty points of Vitality, possessing a powerful body like a steel machine, continuous dozens of seconds of explosive killing still brought muscles and organs to the brink of their limit.

"The rhythm must not break!"

Zheng Gui gritted his teeth; as a high-level member of Yu Hai Security, his combat experience was equally rich; he deeply knew that the side who launched a fierce offensive first, once their stamina failed and breath dropped, would immediately reveal a flaw.

After Qin De's lesson, Zheng Gui did not believe this high school student strong as a monster was a reckless fool; he would not seize the opportunity to turn defense into offense and beat a drowning dog.

So he forcefully lifted his breath, enduring the stabbing pain of his viscera oozing blood, crossing the military daggers in both hands to slash out a crescent-shaped blade glow; the cutting force was like a spiral electric drill, pressing straight for Qin Shi's neck.

The purpose of this move was to force Qin Shi back, to buy himself recovery time; once the second breath circulated and connected, he could suppress again.

But Qin Shi did not retreat!

The cutting force slashed out by the triangular military dagger was a terrifying killing move that could sever steel plates several meters thick, but relying on the double protection of the stab-proof vest and bulletproof vest, and the twelve pitch-black great tendons tightening and intertwining to support thick flesh, he forcibly withstood the dagger's cold gleam and stepped forward!

A string of blood beads was drawn out; the military dagger sliced open the stab-proof vest and bulletproof vest, grazing the pitch-black great tendons tough as steel bars; simultaneously, Zheng Gui's heart violently jumped, as if a violent wind pressure rushed his face, blowing his clothes tight against him and his hair flying back!

Boom!

Qin Shi's step fell heavily, as if a cannonball hit the ground, shaking the atmosphere in all directions to fluctuate like water flow; terrifying force instantly scattered Zheng Gui's center of gravity, and his stance also scattered slightly.

"Is this still human!"

Zheng Gui's face showed shock; he only felt a massive millstone of several thousand catties rotating and grinding, making him uncontrollably pulled and dragged, as if sucked into a vortex!

Immediately after, Qin Shi's double palms seemed to paddle water, lightly pushing outward; in a flash they drilled into the gap in Zheng Gui's center gate, stamping front and back onto his chest!

Crack!

A clear sound of bone fracturing rang out; Zheng Gui's eyes bulged, as if hit by a heavy truck, his whole body flew backward, smashing through the window and falling into the mud.

Worthy of a sixty-point Vitality tenacious constitution; with ribs nearly collapsed from severe injury, Zheng Gui propped himself up with both hands, like a giant python sliding through grass bushes, in a blink leaping ten-odd meters away, letting Qin Shi's following stomp land empty, failing to take effect.

"Run fast!"

Zheng Gui's mind held only this thought.

【38】 "So he ran just like that."

"Leaving just like that."

Qin Shi shook his head; he stood in place pressing down his scorching breath, pressing it back inside the Hundred Bones.

He faintly sensed that his forty-nine-point bottleneck had loosened a trace.

The mortal body that had already undergone two Rebirth Transformations seemed to begin yearning for a third; the flesh vitality fed back by the Life Seed slowly dissipated, nourishing the four limbs; the wound near the chest below the neck closed up in an instant, not even leaving a scar.

Qin Shi did not rush to pursue; on one hand he worried about an ambush ahead; on the other he was wary of Lao Wang who had walked out the bar's front door.

"Qin Xiao-ge, your actual combat ability is even more outstanding than Chen Minister imagined!"

Lao Wang's right hand two fingers pinched the document personally approved by Secretary Huo, indicating his ally identity.

"Wang Yongjie! So it's Jie-ge!"

Qin Shi confirmed without mistake, returned it to him, but still maintained a safety distance.

"You aren't purely walking the Martial Artist path?"

The document revealed much information, clearly explaining Wang Yongjie's background.

"I mainly cultivate the 'Hidden Cicada Combat Technique' exchanged from the Patrol Department, and a Shen Neng Xi exclusive skill 'Yin Realm Fold Jump'."

He answered while looking at the honest-looking Wang Yongjie.

Turns out it's either stealth lurking or teleportation to run away!

Qin Shi's mouth corner twitched; this Elder Brother put all his talent points into survival.

"If we encounter danger that cannot be resisted, I can send you out of the Forbidden..."

Wang Yongjie's voice grew weaker the more he spoke; from the performance just now, this Qin Xiao-ge deeply valued by the Patrol Department's top leader seemed more like a hunter.

"Complete the mission first; if there's a need, I'll tell Jie-ge."

Qin Shi looked toward the Hunting Mark like a gorgeous red silk ribbon; having come all the way to the Forbidden Zone, how could he possibly return empty-handed.

He returned to the bar, very seriously carrying out the battlefield cleanup work; from the bulletproof vest pocket on Qin De's chest, he fished out bits and pieces of "war trophies".

Such as some medicines with effects similar to stimulants, which could briefly boost combat power, as well as identity documents and a portable recorder.

The latter only carried two dry batteries and would not trigger overly strong electronic fluctuations; it was mainly responsible for video recording; even if law enforcement personnel were sacrificed, this item also belonged to First Sequence Recovery Items.

"You even know to turn it off before making a move."

Qin Shi smiled and tossed it to Wang Yongjie.

"Yongjie, you hold it. Colluding with outlaws, intending harm to a teammate — that's also a crime. In other words, their body cams can earn points."

What arrogant words from a murder maniac!

Wang Yongjie's facial skin twitched; listening to Young Qin's tone, it was as if he treated the active crimes inside the Forbidden Zone, and the escaped Zheng Gui, all as food on a platter, just waiting to be eaten.

【Junior Achievement Activated — Automatic Pickup】

After a brief rest, Qin Shi, preparing to continue pursuit, suddenly sensed the Stele Panel flicker slightly.

……

……

Central City, Pan Mountain Highway, Third Senior Sister Yu Weiwei of Nanhuang Dao Guan, wearing a loose casual tracksuit and jeans, those clean canvas shoes of hers stepping on the ground.

A light rain fell last night; the asphalt road glistened dark. Hands in pockets, she walked calmly, finally standing quietly in the center, waiting for that supercar speeding toward her.

It was a luxury supercar of the Bugatti Series, worth over seventy million, equipped with a four-turbocharged engine, top speed 407 km/h, whole vehicle weight nearly two tons — almost like a bolt of lightning racing on Pan Mountain Highway, splitting the rumbling wind on both sides.

The person sitting in the car was Central City Qin Family's Sixth Young Master, Qin Xiaokang. The most famous fashionable rich second-generation locally; because he was the youngest and doted on by elders, he developed an overbearing disposition.

This Sixth Young Master Qin made headlines in Central City's major evening papers every few days — what pursuing female stars with lavish spending, scattering money from high-rises in busy districts, booking all hotels in prosperous areas, holding billion-yuan luxury parties to win a beauty's smile — such gossip was endless.

It could be said he alone could feed a dozen tabloids and hundreds of paparazzi, and satisfy the curiosity of countless onlookers in Central City.

"Young Master Kang, up ahead it seems…"

The female companion in the passenger seat was enjoying Qin Xiaokang's kneading, her face flushed with a wine-like tipsiness; her peripheral vision suddenly caught a figure standing still in the middle of the road ahead.

The clearly high Qin Xiaokang opened his eyes, but his consciousness was sluggish, his brain like it wouldn't obey; he still stomped the accelerator with his leather shoe!

This stretch of Pan Mountain Highway belonged to a private domain, because it led to "Yunhai Coast" where high officials and nobles lived; normally few vehicles were seen, let alone pedestrians on foot.

"Gonna get lectured by Mom again!"

Qin Xiaokang thought helplessly, eyes wide as if anticipating a bloody scene, to stimulate his nerves numbed by women, alcohol, and banned drugs.

Boom!

Yu Weiwei raised her hand, five fingers spread.

Hair at her temples flew up; the wild wind lifted the black braid coiled at her chest.

Pop!

A semi-transparent flower bloomed in midair!

That Bugatti supercar, worth over a dozen lifetimes of struggle for ordinary people, less than two meters from Yu Weiwei, was as if it had crashed at top speed into a copper wall and iron wall — the front instantly caved in, safety airbags deploying.

Tremendous kinetic energy squeezed steel and carbon fiber, grinding them to pieces; glass shards flew, grazing Qin Xiaokang's cheek; his chest felt like struck by a heavy hammer, nearly vomiting a mouthful of blood.

If not for his Life Force Development being passable, just this one hit would have finished him.

Screech screech!

The tooth-aching tearing sound pierced Qin Xiaokang's eardrums; the car roof was slowly pried open; an invisible binding force, like tentacles, bit by bit wound around his four limbs, dragging him out of the wreckage.

"I have Central City Fourth-level Security! If you're thinking of targeting me, you've got the wrong idea!"

Qin Xiaokang finally sobered up; born into a great clan, he had rich experience dealing with kidnappers:

"This highway is a closed zone; once the alarm sounds, my security team will dispatch ground and air forces, rushing here fast. If you… just want money, a few million pocket money, take it…"

He wasn't lying; at the road's end two black sedans sped over, and in the distance what looked like little black dots — several helicopters — were also closing in.

As everyone knows, every Central City great clan scion's status and treatment often depend on his security investment.

The more unsparing in hiring professional and powerful security teams, the more it represents how highly he's valued in the clan.

Two sedans braked to a halt; seven or eight burly men wearing sunglasses, equipped with guns and bulletproof vests, formed different formations, closing in on Yu Weiwei.

"All full-time Bodyguards; though they're all knockoffs who haven't claimed a Martial Artist Title, not bad either."

Yu Weiwei's expression was calm, as if she didn't take them to heart, and asked softly:

"Qin Xiaokang, do you know me?"

Qin Family's Sixth Young Master racked his brains but couldn't recall who this grandaunt was; logically, a ninety-percenter with such looks and temperament, he should have an impression no matter what.

"I've been away from Hengzhou so long, Shen Shixiong has been dead for years, and you lot have no memory — healed scars forget the pain."

Yu Weiwei's tone carried coldness; her whole body seemed shrouded in a vast Mental Force Field; wherever her gaze reached, there was Killing Intent.

Those Bodyguards, professionally trained, even Military Veterans, hadn't yet closed in when another semi-transparent flower bloomed!

Pop!

Seven or eight full-time Bodyguards on the Martial Artist Path instantly froze in place, bodies as if bound — not only could they not move a single finger, even their thoughts were frozen solid.

Immediately, Yu Weiwei raised a finger again; a Spiritual Flower roughly the size of a millstone bloomed furiously, engulfing several helicopters; powerful cannon fire hadn't even had time to discharge before being twisted into clusters of iron lumps.

"Looks like your security team is far from strong enough. Qin Xiaokang, go back and tell your father, and Ying Lin hiding in Xiao Hong Lou not daring to step out half a step."

Yu Weiwei spoke word by word, in a tranquil gentle tone, unhurriedly delivering threats:

"If your hands dare reach into Tai'an again, Nanhuang Dao Guan will not only chop off your hands, but will attempt to rip off your heads."

Shen Shixiong?

Nanhuang Dao Guan?

Qin Xiaokang seemed to recall something terrifying; his hair stood on end, he shivered violently.

These are madmen who can don armor and wield weapons!

Since they let out such ruthless words, they'll surely carry them out.

"You're… that 'Witch' of Nanhuang Dao Guan!"

Qin Xiaokang suddenly remembered; that Dao Guan Master had only nine Disciples in total.

The Eldest Disciple is Jie Xu Sheng, a famous academic madman, Research Institute's number one terrorist.

The Second Disciple Shen Zhangyuan was originally supposed to inherit the Yi Ban, but was yin-killed by Ying Qi of the Ying Family.

As for the third Disciple, Old Yu, the most outstanding student of the Southwest United Spiritual Ability Department of the Four Great National Universities, she created the "Spiritual Flower," which was rated an S-rank Combat Technique.

It is said that with a single thought flowers bloom, the Witch reigns supreme, and its lethality is extremely terrifying.

She once participated in the Netherworld Army of the Taiyin Ancient Star, assisting in exploration operations, and single-handedly destroyed over ten thousand Vassal Creatures, thereby earning the name of the Witch.

"Want to hug the Ying family's Big Hand? First weigh whether your life is hard enough!"

Old Yu's pinky finger hooked lightly, as if plucking silk strings; mental interference with reality, like iron chains rubbing and tightening — Qin Xiaokang's implanted Iron Skin was torn apart alive, instantly turning him into a Bloody Person!

She paid no heed to Qin Xiaokang's crying and howling, standing on the Pan Mountain Highway, gazing into the distance toward Tai'an.

Wonder if Master, that old man, has caught any Big Fish on his end.

(Chapter End)