Chapter 214: Killing the Fourth-Grade

Meng Yifan gripped the tank barrel, utilizing the array's magnetic field to swing the Armata Tank as if it were an oversized flyswatter, smashing it fiercely toward Abe Seimei with a shrill, air-piercing sound, as if swatting at an annoying little fly.

"Monster!" Abe Seimei was greatly shocked. After his transformation, his body had expanded rapidly to a height of 2.2 meters, his muscles knotted, looking like a Hulk, yet even he could not lift a 65-ton tank.

What kind of freak could actually manage to wield a tank as a weapon?

Abe Seimei wanted to dodge, but Meng Yifan's attack speed was too fast and the angle of the strike was extremely tricky; it happened just as Abe Seimei had bounced off the cave wall, leaving his body in mid-air with no leverage to change direction again.

Coupled with the fact that the tank was 8.7 meters long and 3.6 meters wide, the attack coverage was too large, leaving Abe Seimei with nowhere to hide and no choice but to take the hit head-on.

Muscles bulged on Abe Seimei's right fist and veins protruded, like a cannonball leaving the chamber, as he smashed into the Armata Tank, emitting a sound of metallic collision.

The 900-millimeter armor of the Armata Tank was smashed into a large dent by Abe Seimei, but Abe Seimei was also sent flying, his body slamming into the Blue Stone cave wall to create a human-shaped crater.

His internal organs were already severely injured, and now, having taken another heavy blow in a direct collision, his organs were violently shaken and displaced once again.

"Pfft!" Abe Seimei could not help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood, and within that bright red blood, there were even some shattered organ fragments, a sight that was truly shocking.

"Haha, come again!" Meng Yifan laughed heartily and swung the heavy tank once more, smashing it toward Abe Seimei.

Abe Seimei dared not clash head-on again; from the previous collision, he already knew that if it came to a contest of strength, even as a Fourth-Grade Martial Artist, he could not withstand the impact of the tank. If he took two more direct hits, his internal organs would be shattered, and he would be completely finished.

"Second Transformation!" Abe Seimei shouted loudly. His originally tall and burly body, like a deflated balloon, shrank rapidly, quickly changing from 2.2 meters to only 1.6 meters, as if transforming from a great ape into a small, thin monkey.

As his body shrank, Abe Seimei's speed increased significantly; he curled his body into a ball and dodged the tank's fatal blow.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" Meng Yifan swung the tank three times in a row, but after Abe Seimei's second transformation, his body was too agile, jumping and bouncing truly like a spirit monkey in the mountains, always able to cleverly dodge the tank, which made Meng Yifan very annoyed.

"Go to hell!" Meng Yifan shouted, channeling True Qi into his legs to execute Lingbo Microsteps, his body lunging forward violently while swinging the Armata Tank toward Abe Seimei.

Abe Seimei tapped his toes on the ground, his body changing direction once again, and at the very last hair-breadth moment, he brushed past the Armata Tank.

Meng Yifan frowned; he had already discovered the problem. His Lingbo Microsteps were mainly for extreme speed in a straight line, while what Abe Seimei had improved after his transformation was primarily short-range, agile directional changes.

The Armata Tank was extremely heavy, and for Meng Yifan to swing it using the array's magnetic field, he also had to consume a massive amount of energy.

However, the energy source for the array was primarily the earth veins and Yin energy, which were mainly used to seal the demons in the Earth Cave.

If Meng Yifan drew too much, Zhang Sanfeng would face greater pressure; if Zhang Sanfeng could not hold them back and let the demons break out, the situation would take a sharp turn for the worse and everything would be ruined, so Meng Yifan had to end the battle quickly.

"To defeat Abe Seimei quickly, I must restrict his agile directional changes, but what method can be used to restrict him?"

Meng Yifan frowned, quickly pondering a way to break the enemy, when suddenly a flash of inspiration struck him and he thought of a method.

Meng Yifan stepped back, his body blocking the tunnel entrance to prevent Abe Seimei from taking the opportunity to slip into the core of the array, and then he shouted to Jiang Hailong: "Hailong! Open fire with the heavy machine gun!"

Jiang Hailong was stunned for a moment. Meng Yifan had told him before that the heavy machine gun bullets could not penetrate Abe Seimei's skin at all; what use would it be to open fire with the heavy machine gun now?

"Tat! Tat! Tat!" Although Jiang Hailong had some doubts in his heart, his actions were not slow, and soon the M2 Browning Heavy Machine Gun sprayed out a dense hail of bullets.

Abe Seimei looked at these large-caliber bullets with disdain. These bullets would tear an ordinary person into pieces, but to him, it was just like an itch, completely unable to break his defense.

Abe Seimei stood in the tunnel; he was now very close to the core of the Ancient Tomb, and furthermore, the seniors were in the process of breaking the seal, making the seal unstable.

One of the seniors had already made contact with him, telling him that as long as he stalled Meng Yifan and made Meng Yifan keep drawing energy from the array, the seniors would be able to break out of the array.

Therefore, Abe Seimei was not in a hurry at all; as long as Meng Yifan kept holding the Armata Tank and continued to consume the array's energy, he would not be in a rush to attack.

If Meng Yifan put down the tank, then he would let Meng Yifan know the huge difference between a Fourth-Grade and a Third-Grade.

The bullets struck, and Abe Seimei continued to bounce around, dodging most of them, but some bullets did hit his body, leaving only white marks on his skin—not even causing as much damage as the Blood-Sucking Mosquitoes.

Soon, a belt of 110 bullets was spent. Meng Yifan felt it was about time, so he once again executed Lingbo Microsteps, gripped the Armata Tank, and lunged forward rapidly, smashing it toward Abe Seimei.

"It's useless, you can't hit me." Abe Seimei changed direction rapidly again, dodging the tank.

"That's not necessarily true." Meng Yifan's mind stirred, the magnetic field shifted, and those hundred-plus bullet heads suddenly all moved, forming a large net in mid-air that blocked the direction Abe Seimei was dodging toward.

"Eh!" Abe Seimei was dumbfounded. That large net composed of bullet heads was very fragile, and he could easily smash through it, but this inevitably slowed down his dodging speed.

One must know that when experts fight, life and death hang by a thread. Abe Seimei's movement slowed for a moment, which was already within Meng Yifan's expectations; he seized the timing and swung the tank rapidly.

"Bang!" The Armata Tank finally hit Abe Seimei, directly sending him flying again, slamming into the hard Blue Stone cave wall.

"Go to hell!" Meng Yifan did not hesitate, his body lunging forward again, gripping the tank and aiming at Abe Seimei's direction, swinging the tank continuously.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" It was just like pile-driving; Meng Yifan kept smashing the tank down, giving Abe Seimei no chance to struggle, shaking the earth and mountains, and the Blue Stone cave wall was continuously dented inward.

"Too violent! I like it!" Jiang Hailong, watching from behind, felt his scalp tingle. Under Meng Yifan's continuous impacts, the sturdy Armata Tank was smashed into a large lump of scrap metal, and Abe Seimei's body was smashed into a pile of bloody, mangled mush, dead as could be.

"Ding! Hunted Fourth Grade Lower Tier Onmyoji, gained 1800 Experience Value points."

The Game Panel's notification sound rang out, and only then did Meng Yifan heave a sigh of relief. After all his schemes and calculations, he had finally killed the Fourth-Grade arch-enemy, Abe Seimei.

Abe Seimei died very aggrieved. After he died, two Yin Souls drifted out: one was Abe Seimei's Yin Soul, and the other was a female shikigami from the Yasukuni Shrine.

After leaving Abe Seimei's corpse, they turned into a gust of Yin wind, wanting to flee outside the Ancient Tomb. As long as they escaped, they might have a chance to enter the Yasukuni Shrine again, absorb Living Beings Faith Power, and continue to be shikigami.

Meng Yifan had been waiting for them; how could he let them escape? He flipped his right hand, revealing the Soul-Nurturing Jar. After inputting Yin Spiritual Power, the Soul-Nurturing Jar was activated, and a suction force appeared out of thin air, enveloping the two Yin Souls. No matter how they struggled, they were still pulled into the Soul-Nurturing Jar bit by bit.

"It's finally over." Meng Yifan put down the tank and put away the Soul-Nurturing Jar, feeling exhausted, without even the strength to move his fingers.

In the battle just now, although he had the help of the array's magnetic field, mobilizing the array's magnetic field required consuming Meng Yifan's Spiritual Power and Spirit Power, and swinging the heavy tank also required consuming a massive amount of Meng Yifan's physical strength.

If the battle had continued for a while longer, Meng Yifan might not have been able to hold on.

"A Fourth-Grade Powerhouse is truly terrifying." Meng Yifan recalled the process of the battle just now, feeling a lingering fear in his heart. If it weren't for the help of the Ancient Tomb array, he would definitely not have been a match for Abe Seimei.

"I absolutely cannot let the Earth Cave demons break out. They launched the war of aggression against China eighty years ago, and now that they have fused with baleful energy, their strength has greatly increased, many of them comparable to Fourth-Grade Powerhouses. If they attack Shenzhou again, with the current withered state of Shenzhou's cultivation world, there is simply no way to stop them."

Meng Yifan made up his mind to help Zhang Sanfeng kill the Earth Cave demons. He had also grown up watching anti-Japanese dramas, and he felt a deep hatred for those vicious invaders, wishing he could return to the past and kill a few Japanese devils.

Being able to kill some Japanese demon invaders now could be considered avenging the compatriots who died back then.