Chapter 106: Lightning Spot Clubbing (Revision)

In a warehouse built from old shipping containers and reinforced panels in the western part of the Fourth District of the Slum, Sha Yufeng was leisurely sitting on an ammunition crate.

A pair of red eyes, like burning coals, stood out sharply in the dim light; he toyed with a modified pistol in his hand, the barrel spinning on his fingertips, emitting a faint click.

He recalled the reminder sent by the Lin Xiao Sect, "Be careful of the Supervision Bureau's 'Golden Retriever', don't underestimate them, proceed steadily?"

He couldn't help but scoff, his face full of contempt.

"Lin Xiao really is getting more and more retro," he muttered low, a flash of malice crossing his red eyes.

"Tianmian City? Ha, just flashy on the surface, but underneath hides a huge, sunless junkyard."

Just then, a subordinate hurried in, reporting in a low voice.

"Brother Feng, there's movement outside, a squad is approaching us, looks… like officials."

Sha Yufeng raised an eyebrow; instead of tension, he showed an interested smile.

"Oh? So someone truly fearless came knocking?" He stood, walked to the warehouse's Observation Key, and looked outward.

In the distance, he saw the unmistakable blond figure even amid the crowd—Yue Chengzhang.

Sha Yufeng's red eyes lit up instantly, as if spotting an interesting prey.

"Yue Chengzhang… perfect." He licked his lips, a smile full of battle intent and cruelty spreading across his face.

"A headache for Lin Xiao? Let me test your mettle! Order them to prepare a 'reception' for the guests! Let them truly experience our 'hospitality'!"

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Yue Chengzhang, cautiously nearing the warehouse area, abruptly stopped, his golden eyes sharply sweeping the shadows ahead of the warehouse, and he bellowed in a deep voice:

"Careful! There's an ambush!"

Almost as soon as his words fell, behind some cover around the warehouse, even atop the shipping containers, a dozen or so Undercurrent members wielding standard‑issue firearms sprang out.

The dark barrels all aimed at them, forming a loose encirclement; without warning, a hail of bullets poured down like a sudden rain.

"Find cover!"

Yue Chengzhang let out a low growl, his figure already darting behind a pile of discarded tires, his light sword primed.

Su Jingchuan reacted swiftly, pulling the nearest Ying Duo behind a thick cement column.

The battle erupted in an instant.

At first, Yue Chengzhang was distracted, checking on a few students, after all this might be their first encounter with real guns and live ammunition.

But the ensuing scene let him relax slightly, even a bit surprised.

He saw the Ying Duo, after Su Jingchuan dragged it behind cover, instantly switch modes.

Its previously clumsy movements became unusually agile, its form darting between the limited cover like a phantom; its actions were erratic yet always evaded the whizzing bullets.

Moreover, it somehow produced from some hidden spot a strangely shaped Energy Pistol, and after repeatedly rolling and flipping like an acrobat to dodge the spray, it could still raise its hand to aim instantly.

"Bang! Bang!"

It returned two shots, precisely hitting the heads of several Undercurrent members; such accuracy was far from that of an ordinary rookie.

Su Jingchuan also didn't stay behind fixed cover; instead, he used swift, agile steps to move through the bullet gaps, his sidearm seeming an extension of his arm.

Each dodge, each turn was accompanied by precise point shots; the bullets often fired from unbelievable angles, accurately suppressing enemy fire points, even using ricochets to threaten foes behind cover.

Yue Chengzhang watched Su Jingchuan's familiar yet unfamiliar fighting style, a complex recollection flashing in his golden eyes, but he had no time to dwell.

Qi Hengyu and Shen Zexi's coordination was even more seamless.

Qi Hengyu let out a low shout, a steady, heavy energy bursting from within, not forming a shield but coalescing in front of him like an invisible energy wall.

Bullets fired at them struck the energy wall, their speed dropping sharply, trajectories veering, clinking and clanking as they fell to the ground.

And at the moment he blocked the fire, Shen Zexi flashed out from behind, lightning flashing between his hands.

"Zila—!"

Several slender blue electric serpents darted out, precisely striking a few exposed Undercurrent members.

Those few didn't even have time to scream; their bodies convulsed violently, emitting green smoke as they collapsed, instantly losing combat ability.

The paralysis effect of Lightning Chains was immediate.

"Hmph, a bunch of trash!"

Sha Yufeng watched as his subordinates were instantly knocked down, especially the green‑haired kid and the two well‑coordinated students who emerged completely unscathed, his red eyes burning with even more malice.

The others were one thing, but they couldn't even handle a few Little Ghosts who were clearly still students!

In his eyes, only Yue Chengzhang could match him as an opponent.

He ordered his subordinates to deal with the others first; if someone fell, another would take their place.

Sha Yufeng's figure darted from the warehouse shadows like a phantom; the modified pistol in his hand didn't fire, but at a cunning angle, accompanied by a fierce side kick, it struck directly at Yue Chengzhang's temple.

"Where are you looking!" Sha Yufeng's snarling laugh arrived together with the treacherous ambush.

Yet Yue Chengzhang seemed to have an extra pair of eyes behind him; at the critical moment he twisted sharply, his left arm whipping up like a steel whip to block.

"Boom!"

A muffled thud; Sha Yufeng's leg strike was firmly braced.

Yue Chengzhang's form remained motionless, his golden eyes coldly staring at the nearby Sha Yufeng.

With Su Jingchuan watching nearby, those few students, though experiencing this kind of battle for the first time, proved unexpectedly reliable; Yue Chengzhang could finally relax, focusing all his attention on the scheming opponent before him.

After deflecting that treacherous strike, Yue Chengzhang even had the energy to tug at his mouth corner, revealing a mocking cold smile, his tone steady yet each word clear.

"Ambush? That's truly the Undercurrent's usual style; no wonder Lin Xiao is the Regiment Leader, and you… can only obey orders under him, your scope is far too limited."

Those words were like spikes, piercing precisely into the spot Sha Yufeng cared about most.

The muscles on his face twitched hard, the fury in his red eyes nearly bursting forth.

"Yue Chengzhang… you're courting death!"

Dark red energy surged around him like boiling magma, scorching the cement floor beneath his feet to a sizzling crack.

He kicked the ground hard, his form turning into a scarlet afterimage, emitting a sharp, tearing scream as he surged straight at Yue Chengzhang.

However, Yue Chengzhang appeared completely at ease.

His steps were like a leisurely stroll in a courtyard, always dodging deadly attacks by a hair's breadth.

Those molten-gold eyes calmly captured every detail of Sand Island Peak's movements, and the infuriating smirk at the corner of his mouth never faded.