Chapter 170: Faster Solution! Decapitation!

In any city in Da Xia, a fourth-rank psychic is considered an absolute powerhouse!

Especially a mid-level fourth-rank!

So, the instant bodyguard Wu Hang activated his psychic ability,

the already small courtyard of the tech exhibition was instantly filled with his overwhelming aura!

Attendees of the exhibition were all CEOs of corporate groups, mostly ordinary awakened individuals.

Even those with psychic abilities had long since regressed due to lack of training.

Thus, when Wu Hang unleashed his ability, many could not withstand this overwhelming pressure.

Their legs buckled, nearly collapsing to the ground!!

And when Wu Hang swung his blade toward Xu Jingming, someone gasped in alarm:

"We're done!! Master Wu is attacking!"

A third-rank low-tier versus a fourth-rank mid-tier—who wins, everyone already knows.

Some timid women in the crowd instinctively closed their eyes, unwilling to witness this bloody scene.

Yet facing Wu Hang's slash, Xu Jingming merely sidestepped, effortlessly avoiding it.

BOOM!!

The crimson blade aura extending from the greatsword slammed into the ground, causing it to tremble slightly.

The hard blue stone pavement was instantly split open by a crack over three meters long!!

"Whoa! That slash is terrifying!"

"This blue stone is as hard as Class-D alloy—how did he cut through it?"

"Master Wu is still incredibly strong..."

"Yeah, Master Wu is a fourth-rank mid-tier—how could a third-rank low-tier possibly fight him?"

"..."

Blue Sea Tech is the most profitable tech company in Jin Ning City, and the entire Blue Sea Tech Park has been built by Leng Chang with extreme luxury.

The courtyard is paved entirely with hard blue stone slabs.

Now, seeing the floor that could withstand machine-gun fire shattered by a single strike,

Xu Jingming appeared to be on the defensive, and the entrepreneurs present panicked.

This is the anti-human Cult of Destiny!

Once Wu Master defeats Xu Jingming and turns his attention to them, death is certain.

Realizing this, some quietly turned to flee.

"I advise you not to even think about running."

But at that moment, Leng Chang's voice rang out sharply. Simultaneously, a sharp dagger appeared in his hand:

"We're all old acquaintances—I'd rather not resort to violence."

The entire Blue Sea Tech Park is under his control.

Therefore, after Xu Jingming appeared,

he immediately activated the signal jammer, blocking all electronic signals across the park.

To seek help, you must leave the tech park.

He doesn't actually enjoy killing—normally, Wu Hang handles the executions.

But if anyone dares to flee or call for aid, he won't mind killing one or two.

With his peak second-rank power, eliminating this crowd of awakened individuals and first-rank psychics would be effortless.

"Damn! We forgot Leng Chang is also a psychic!"

Everyone present froze as if plunged into ice.

Many CEOs even regretted not bringing their own bodyguards along.

Lin Hai Ma, who had stealthily approached Lin Qingyuan to help her escape, also grimaced...

As Leng Chang spoke and threatened the crowd,

on the other side, Wu Hang, whose slash had been dodged, was filled with shock.

As a fourth-rank mid-tier psychic,

his slashing speed and neural reaction time should have completely overwhelmed Xu Jingming.

This slash could not possibly have been dodged!

Yet the truth was—he had been dodged.

"Your reaction is fast, but can you dodge a second time?"

Though stunned internally, Wu Hang still spoke with bravado.

"Dodge? No need..."

Facing Wu Hang's challenge, Xu Jingming remained calm and composed.

Against low-rank beasts or psychics, he simply crushed them outright.

But against moderately dangerous high-rank beasts or psychics,

Xu Jingming usually tested first, then struck.

Wu Hang, aged 47, peak fourth-rank mid-tier, with extensive combat experience—clearly one requiring preliminary testing.

From that single slash, Wu Hang's speed, strength, and close-quarters combat prowess were evident.

Before him, Xu Jingming would have no chance to cast Thunder Art or Thunder God Finger.

But Wu Hang's sword technique was unrefined—using his master-level gunplay,

Xu Jingming could tie him up for minutes and eventually kill him.

Yet against such an opponent, there was clearly a faster solution...

"Thunder Extreme Form!"

Xu Jingming instantly activated his two-meter-two physical enhancement state.

CRACKLE-POP~~~

Simultaneously, violent, brilliant golden lightning erupted from him, surging outward!

Swallowing the entire exhibition entrance, forming a dazzling golden sea of thunder!

"What is this?!"

Wu Hang, nearby, widened his eyes, filled with profound confusion.

Isn't this Divine Transformation, exclusive to the Cult's Divine Blood Messengers? How can a Public Security Bureau agent use it?

"No, no—this isn't Divine Transformation!"

Wu Hang quickly realized.

Divine Blood Messengers' Divine Transformation causes bodily deformities—growing beast limbs.

Yet Xu Jingming now,

aside from increased height and changed pupils, showed no deformity whatsoever!

At that moment, Wu Hang met Xu Jingming's eyes—golden, blazing like molten metal.

Then, a voice as divine and majestic as a god echoed in his ears:

"Can you replicate this form of transformation?"

"No."

Under the weight of that authoritative question, Wu Hang instinctively shook his head.

"No? Too bad. Then die. Thunder Spear!"

Xu Jingming clenched his left hand in midair, like the supreme Thunder God.

The surrounding Heavenly Thunder surged toward him, coalescing into a brilliant golden thunder spear!

The next instant,

Xu Jingming hurled the spear with full force!

BOOM!!

With a deafening sonic boom, Wu Hang, fourth-rank mid-tier, barely tried to dodge sideways when he felt a sudden chill in his chest.

He looked down instinctively—and saw a bloody hole punched clean through his left chest!

His heart was obliterated; golden lightning raged violently across the wound!

Then, he felt his strength draining rapidly, his consciousness growing dim.

"No! I can't fall here!"

His fierce survival instinct drove him to push his psychic ability to its limit—his trembling body somehow held upright.

Yet,

a massive hand wreathed in golden lightning had already seized his skull.

Then, with a sudden squeeze!

SPLAT!!

His head exploded like a watermelon crushed under a hydraulic press—blood sprayed everywhere!

The headless corpse finally lost all life, crashing heavily to the ground...