Chapter 525

Li Bashan burst through the door, and the scene before him caused his mind to turn a half-beat slower, as if still digesting this sudden upheaval.

By comparison, Hong Ya's reaction was much faster.

She merely blinked, yet her face showed not shock but delight, the corners of her mouth unconsciously curving upward:

"As it turns out, Little Junior Brother hasn't changed; this person is simply a fake."

That trace of a smile instantly turned into biting killing intent; her small nostrils flared slightly:

"Daring to impersonate my Little Junior Brother, you're courting death!"

Before her words fell, her toes had already tapped the ground five times in succession.

Her figure seemed weightless, light as a feather, drifting toward "Feng Mu's" back like a ghostly shadow, her pigtails stretching out straight behind her into a string of crisp afterimages.

She was petite to begin with, extraordinarily agile and nimble, and during this period she had cultivated desperately, her martial arts advancing by leaps and bounds.

With this Soul Chasing Step unleashed, even without a cheat, she actually possessed three parts of a ghostly, eerie semblance.

"Feng Mu's" fingers appeared to reach toward Li Hanyu, but in fact he deliberately slowed his speed, his eyes observing the two behind him through the reflection of a row of silver needles as if through a mirror.

Borrowing the needles' glare, he took in the movements of the two behind him completely — that Li Bashan, whom the System Warning had flagged as "very dangerous," now appeared exceptionally sluggish, not even matching the little girl beside him.

As the Captain of an A Ji Xiao Dui of 【Destiny】, he necessarily possessed corresponding pride; despite repeated admonitions from the higher-ups, he still did not quite believe that a mere Martial Arts Hall's Senior Brother could do anything to him.

"Feng Mu" deliberately wanted to test just how much weight Li Bashan carried.

To speak the truth, he was now slightly disappointed:

"Just this? Truly disappointing; it seems the higher-ups' judgment was mistaken."

Because he had overestimated Li Bashan, "Feng Mu" now had to slow his speed a bit further; otherwise, Li Hanyu would be acted to death by him.

But the knife was already about to fall on Li Hanyu's neck; how to correct it?

"Feng Mu" felt a slight dilemma in his heart.

The previous needle had not shot through Li Hanyu's head, lodging instead in her eye socket; if someone removed that needle afterward, a reasonable explanation could naturally be obtained, and it could be blamed on her fate not being absolute, counting as good luck.

But right now, with this row of needles falling, Li Hanyu would inevitably be decapitated; even wanting to pull punches, there was no place to do so.

"Hmm, in this situation, it seems the only way is to..."

"Feng Mu's" thoughts raced, and he was about to adjust his posture to forcibly take Hong Ya's palm, using the force to deflect the slashing trajectory, so that Li Hanyu would only have half her neck broken.

The esteemed VVip is right at the Hospital; with only half a neck broken, she can surely be rescued, right?!

However, the moment this thought arose, his footing suddenly shook, as if the entire floor had shaken along with an earthquake.

Immediately after, his field of vision was instantly shrouded by a massive shadow.

"So fast!"

"Feng Mu's" heart violently shuddered; he saw that Li Hanyu's neck had vanished before his eyes, replaced by Li Bashan's mountain-like, powerfully built frame.

Only then did the explosive roar of air being torn apart belatedly reach his ears.

That palm, like a cattail fan, stirred a gale, sweeping toward him with the force of overturning mountains and seas.

Before the palm wind arrived, the force had already pressed his facial muscles into twisted distortion, the silver needles piercing from inside out, oozing drop by drop of bloody needle tips.

The mask skin was penetrated by silver needles; "Feng Mu's" pupils likewise contracted to needle-points, and a strong sense of death crisis surged in his heart.

This sense of crisis was actually not inferior to the death sensation he had suffered when executing A Ji Ren Wu in the past.

"A mere Martial Arts Hall Senior Brother is a Sixth Rank Martial Artist; has the Martial Arts Hall configuration in this remote place of the Nine Districts become this high now?"

"Feng Mu" made a judgment in a flash; as for strength beyond that, he dared not imagine.

Sixth Rank is already very unusual; Seventh Rank... then why doesn't this Martial Arts Hall just ascend to heaven?

Although startled, "Feng Mu" did not panic; although his Martial Dao strength was only Fifth Grade, under the various bonuses of 【Destiny】, his actual combat power was absolutely not limited to Fifth Grade.

He has killed Sixth Grade before!

Besides, this is just acting a play; even if the other party doesn't know he is acting.

At the critical moment, his toes violently stomped the ground, the bizarre cultivation method in his body operating madly.

His entire body's flesh and blood visibly withered and contracted at a speed visible to the naked eye, his bones also seeming as if flattened by a rolling pin.

This is absolutely not a phenomenon ordinary martial arts can achieve; it has even transcended the scope of conventional martial learning, and is the Gu Wu Dao that only Elite members of 【Destiny】 are qualified to cultivate.

"Six Forms of Gu Wu · Paper Drawing!"

Accompanied by this low shout, his entire body actually flattened like paper, twisting eerily between the palm winds of Hong Ya and Li Bashan's front-and-rear pincer attack.

The hurricane formed by the two streams of violent force instead swept him out diagonally like a paper scrap, precisely toward the fish tank Qian Huan had soaked.

Hong Ya's palm struck home, yet her palm force sank like a mud ox into the sea; the eerie sensation of striking nothing made her so uncomfortable she nearly vomited blood.

She staggered back two steps, but her eyes burst with excited light.

"Huh?"

Hong Ya shook her wrist, her pigtails bouncing along happily,

"This fake Little Junior Brother's martial arts are so powerful!"

Her eyeballs rolled, and she hurriedly lowered her voice to whisper secretly to Li Bashan:

"Senior Brother, don't use lethal force! Little Junior Brother will definitely covet this martial art."

Hong Ya was indeed quick-witted; she saw through the value of the Six Forms of Gu Wu at a glance.

Hearing this, Li Bashan's originally poised follow-up move instantly withdrew three parts of its power.

At this time, Li Hanyu covered one eye gushing blood, the other eye staring round with shock, and said in utter panic:

"Must not smash the fish tank."

Li Bashan's five fingers abruptly closed, turning palm into finger, the force withdrawing another two parts.

Then he saw that "Paper Man" in mid-air suddenly unfold its form, one arm extending with fingers together like a knife, slicing toward the pale head Qian Huan had soaked.

"Boom!"

The floor tiles under Li Bashan's feet shattered in response, his figure carrying a hurricane flashing in pursuit to "Feng Mu's" rear.

Violent Qi swept through the ward, the surrounding instruments toppling one after another, the IV stand crashing to the floor.

Ferocious fingers turned a graphite-like dark green-black, the air shattering like glass, rippling outward in rings of tangible cracks.

"The online judgment was correct; I underestimated Li Bashan."

"Feng Mu"'s pupils shrank, yet an irrepressible tremor and excitement surged from his heart.

The thugs of 【Destiny】 never fear strong foes; on the contrary, the stronger the opponent, the more they ignite the madness in their bones.

As for death, die then die, that is nothing but fate's final destination!

For an instant, "Feng Mu" almost wanted to forget the purpose of this trip, only wishing to turn around and have a satisfying slaughter with Li Bashan.

"But the play must still be performed to the end!"

Madness is merely the base tone of 【Destiny】, executing and completing the mission is 【Destiny】's pride!

"Feng Mu" did not turn back into a Paper Man this time, but acted out a reckless madness, preparing to hard-block Li Bashan's finger capable of shattering mountains and splitting stone.

"Can't kill Li Hanyu, dealing with Qian Huan is just the same, ahahaha—"

"Feng Mu" laughed loudly, his hand-knife penetrating the fish tank straight through, heading toward Qian Huan's head....

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