Chapter 177: FULL POWER! ARE YOU GUYS GIVING ME A MASSAGE?

BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!

The Lei Mao pierced into the cave and exploded with a thunderous crash!

Wild golden thunder raged, illuminating the entire surroundings!

Aside from the massive blood pool, not a single figure could be seen around.

"Did the Divine Blood Messenger really flee?"

Xu Jingming frowned, but his hands didn't stop moving.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!......

Five sonic booms rang out in succession as five Lei Mao spears slammed into the blood pool one after another!

SPLASH!!

The blood in the pool was blasted high into the air as wild golden Daitian Divine Thunder raged uncontrollably.

Almost turning the entire red blood pool into a golden thunder pool!

"So cautious..."

Seeing Xu Jingming didn't stop, Cai Ju couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Generally, newly graduated psychics are still somewhat immature in all aspects.

But this first-year student from the Metropolis Psychic University was steadier than many veteran Security Bureau officers.

In fact, just a moment ago, if Xu Jingming hadn't held him back, he would've rushed in out of impatience.

"Can combat techniques be used like this?"

Beside Cai Ju, Zhang Tong, a fire-element psychic, stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded at the scene.

Melee combat techniques require blood qi and psychic energy to be coordinated; spell-type combat techniques require mental strength and psychic energy to be coordinated.

But in either case, releasing a combat technique requires time.

Yet,

Within less than ten seconds, Xu Jingming had already launched six or seven Lei Mao spears.

It was an operation she couldn't even imagine.

Xu Jingming, of course, didn't know about Cai Ju and Zhang Tong's astonishment—he simply kept repeatedly hurling Lei Mao spears into the blood pool.

According to Leng Chang's intelligence, the Tianming Cult base should have only three Lower-Stage Fourth-Rank and one Mid-Stage Fourth-Rank Divine Blood Messengers.

But no one knew whether a Fifth-Rank Divine Blood Messenger might have arrived, unknown to Leng Chang.

He didn't want to summon Deputy Principal Ling Shuang just because of a single Fifth-Rank psychic.

Of course,

It was also possible he was overthinking it—that the Divine Blood Messengers had already fled.

Still, being cautious was always better.

At Upper-Stage Second-Rank, Xu Jingming could use the A-Rank combat technique "Lei Mao" at most seven times in a short span.

After advancing to Third-Rank, his psychic power and total reserves had both increased.

He could now unleash it fifteen times consecutively before exhausting his psychic energy.

But for safety's sake, during the intervals between launching Lei Mao spears,

Xu Jingming swallowed another Soul-Replenishing Pill to ensure he still had enough psychic energy.

Of course, reality wasn't an online game—you couldn't endlessly swallow pills.

In fact, two Soul-Replenishing Pills were already about the maximum Xu Jingming could consume in a short time.

More than that would negatively affect his body.

A typical Third-Rank psychic could swallow at most one pill of the same type at a time.

Xu Jingming could do this only because his physique was exceptionally robust.

BOOM BOOM BOOM~~~~

Under Xu Jingming's continuous Lei Mao strikes, the ground trembled slightly, and wild thunder raged throughout the cave.

More than half the blood in the pool had already been blasted out!

At that moment, a furious voice suddenly rang out from inside the cave:

"Enough!"

Immediately, four figures radiating terrifying aura emerged from the remaining blood in the pool!

They were identical to the Divine Blood Messengers Xu Jingming had encountered in the No. 7 Demon Cave plantation.

All four appeared to be in a beast transformation state.

Their bodies bore monstrous traits—some had claws instead of hands, others grew fur over their skin.

Their auras were muddled, as if hybridized between ferocious beasts and human psychics.

"Three Lower-Stage Fourth-Rank, one Mid-Stage Fourth-Rank—all Divine Blood Messengers."

Seeing their radically different forms, Xu Jingming couldn't help but flash a brilliant smile.

After all this effort, the harvest had finally come.

"Captain Cai, wait here for me."

Xu Jingming stepped forward with steady strides into the cave.

"Understood."

Cai Ju nodded solemnly.

Though Third-Rank and Fourth-Rank differ by only one rank, the gap in power is terrifying!

Their entire psychic team consisted of one Third-Rank Peak and three Third-Rank Upper-Stage.

Combined, they couldn't match even a single Lower-Stage Fourth-Rank.

So at this moment, joining the battle prematurely would only hinder him.

Of course,

That didn't mean they'd do nothing—if the battle turned against him,

They'd still join in to cover Xu Jingming's retreat...

Tap. Tap. Tap...

Clear footsteps echoed through the cave.

As Xu Jingming stepped inside, the golden thunder swirling around his body illuminated the dim cave, brightening it completely.

And made the four Divine Blood Messengers across from him far clearer.

All four were middle-aged men, their faces twisted with unhidden fury.

Three wore black robes; only the Mid-Stage Fourth-Rank wore a blood-red robe.

But regardless of robe color, all were torn in multiple places, each visibly battered and disheveled.

Clearly, they hadn't escaped unscathed from the previous Lei Mao barrage.

"Lowly humans, how dare you toy with us!"

The leader, the red-robed Divine Blood Messenger, stared coldly at Xu Jingming.

Originally, they'd planned to lie in wait in the blood pool, ambushing Xu Jingming once he entered.

But they hadn't expected him to be so cautious.

He'd launched so many Lei Mao spears at once that they couldn't possibly hide anymore.

"Hm?"

Xu Jingming raised his eyebrows, already gripping the Black Dragon Spear of Qingxiao in his hand:

"By your tone, you don't consider yourselves human?"

"We are the chosen Divine Messengers of the Heavenly God—certainly not comparable to your lowly human kind."

The red-robed Divine Blood Messenger spoke with pride.

"Is that so? Then I'd like to see what difference there is between you so-called Messengers and ordinary humans."

Xu Jingming narrowed his eyes.

Wild golden thunder gathered over his body, rapidly forming a thick armor of lightning!

Thunder Form, combined with the S-Rank defensive combat technique "Mingyu Thunder Armor."

In this state, he was truly at his full power!

"Die!"

Xu Jingming's figure flashed—his tall, slender form vanished from where he stood and reappeared before the red-robed Divine Blood Messenger.

The black-and-green spear stabbed out like a coiling dragon.

This Mid-Stage Fourth-Rank red-robed Divine Blood Messenger didn't react as slowly as Zhao Wuhao had.

Instead, he swiftly raised his great blade to defend!

CLANG!!

The spear struck the blade, producing a deep metallic clang.

The red-robed Divine Blood Messenger staggered back half a step—he clearly lost the strength contest.

Yet, a cruel smile spread across his face:

"S-Rank from Magic University, didn't you forget we have four of us?"

Four against one—their attack frequency was on an entirely different level!

As he said, the other three's attacks had already arrived!

These three Divine Blood Messengers were all Enhancement-type psychics.

Relying on his formidable physique, he forcibly squeezed through the wild golden thunder net surrounding Xu Jingming.

Three sharp great swords slashed toward him.

"Xu Jingming, too much arrogance is dangerous! Die in peace! I'm claiming the kill credit for an S-rank!"

The red-robed Divine Blood Envoy's face wore a manic excitement.

He could already picture Xu Jingming grievously wounded—or outright dead—under this triple assault!

BOOM!!

The blades struck Xu Jingming but did not produce the tearing sensation of cutting flesh.

Instead, they emitted a dull thud, like striking a tough tree trunk.

In truth, the strikes from three lower-tier fourth-rank Enhancement-type adepts could easily obliterate a small mountain peak.

Yet they inflicted not a single scratch on Xu Jingming!

Not even a slight tremor shook his body!

"How is this possible?"

The red-robed Divine Blood Envoy's smile froze on his face.

"Is this weak attack meant to give me a massage?"

A half-smile, unreadable and resolute, appeared on Xu Jingming's stern face.