Chapter 380: Hiding Secrets to Avoid Disaster, The Hungry Tiger Enters the Body

Couldn't you have come a few days later?

Zhou You had originally intended to leave, but the aftermath of the clash between the two Great Martial Experts arrived, and it didn't even give him time to react.

Whether it had been two days earlier or two days later, he would have had a way to deal with it; it was only this moment that was fatal.

Kunpengzi is a piece of trash, and the two great clans are also dog-brained—why on earth must they act so inhumanely? They could afford to hire Great Martial Experts to strike, so why didn't they kill Kunpengzi outside the city back then to spare Gongliang City from this disaster? If only he were a Great Martial Expert himself!

At this moment, a frantic thirst for power rose within Zhou You's heart.

If he possessed the power of a Great Martial Expert, he could advance to protect the peace of a region, or retreat to preserve himself and his family, avoiding the fate of being displaced and forced to leave his home.

He wouldn't have to be like this now, reduced to an abandoned pawn of the clans, unable to even withstand the aftermath of a battle.

Zhou You's brain spun frantically as he searched for a countermeasure!

The strongest trump card he had on hand was a Fist Intent Puppet at the level of a Senior Martial Master, and it was limited to only one hour of intense combat.

One could imagine that the battle and aftermath of two Great Martial Experts would have a destructive power that was terrifying to an unimaginable degree.

The scene of the great battle in Zunyang City surfaced before Zhou You's eyes.

Flames and a Giant collided and circled each other; a single falling spark could incinerate hundreds of people, and as the Giant's massive hand swept past, hundreds of city-defending martial artists were left without even bones remaining.

At best, Zhou You might survive by using the Fist Intent Puppet as a meat shield, but none of the people around him would live.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

Zhou You's heart fell into a struggle; he knew the end was coming, yet he had no way out.

For a moment, he finally understood the bone-deep hatred of Bao Shuixian.

"I am not a harlot, and you are not an ant!"

Ants—what an ironic term; although they are all of the human race, the cold division of strength creates the rank of "ant."

When the weak face the strong, they are automatically relegated to the ranks of ants.

I am not an ant! Zhou You suddenly opened his eyes, sweat dripping from his head and the back of his neck; he decided to take a gamble.

Driven by Qi and blood, the air flowed into Qi patterns, slowly converging to outline the contours of Seal Script.

Zang!

This was a miraculous Seal Script that pointed directly to changing one's fate, though the price was relatively high.

The power of Seal Script is very fair; there is a loss for every gain, operating as cold and heartless as fate itself, without bias or selfishness.

"What kind of Qi must I hide this time to escape this disaster?"

Zhou You asked this question to himself, and naturally, no voice answered his query.

He moved his fingertips, writing and drawing in the void like an ink brush; the Seal Script Zang began to light up, taking effect from details like the intersection of strokes and the turning points of the brushwork.

Invisibly, a force descended upon Zhou You, shaving away one thing from him.

Zhou You felt his body and mind lighten; there was no pain, it felt more like losing some external object, reducing a burden.

He hurriedly checked himself from head to toe; no parts were missing, and upon checking his Hunger Pouch and other storage items, nothing valuable was missing either.

His heart sank abruptly.

This is bad; what was taken was something invisible. Referring to Liu Fengji's experience, could it be...

With all Eight Hearts intact and Qi and blood full, his realm as a Primary Martial Master was not weakened in the slightest, and the martial arts techniques he had mastered were all still there.

Strange, what exactly is missing? Zhou You was still wondering when his interface suddenly gave a frantic alert: "It's here!"

Over a thousand miles away from Zhou Family Village, a female Great Martial Expert with wings on her back held a ten-meter long spear, piercing and denting a mass of clouds in the sky; beneath her was a ten-thousand-foot drop. "Kunpengzi, you are content to act as an old turtle, thinking I have no way to deal with you?"

"Get out here!"

Every thrust of the spear carried a force of a million catties, causing the surrounding clouds to shift and lightning to flash and thunder to roll.

The strange thing was that the cloud bank where Kunpengzi was hiding was incredibly resilient; despite being pierced by the spear countless times, there was not a single drop of blood.

Even when smashed flat or dented, and once shrunk to the size of a fist, Kunpengzi remained completely unharmed.

"Xu Pingjun, since you know my great name, you should be clear that you alone cannot hold me."

Kunpengzi's voice echoed all around, "Stop staring at me; you have plenty of trouble of your own. A Demon has been born nearby; I'm afraid you don't know about this yet, do you?"

Upon hearing the word "Demon," the female Great Martial Expert's wrist trembled, then her eyes firmed, and she rotated her spear to pierce through the cloud bank.

The air explosion at the spear tip created a vacuum the size of a pond, even pushing the cloud bank several thousand meters away.

She knew of Kunpengzi's ability to bewitch people's hearts, so she didn't waste words with him, simply acting without discussing anything else.

Seeing that words were useless, Kunpengzi's anger also rose, "You think I can't fight you?"

As he spoke, the surrounding clouds began to roll and gather, and electric filaments as thick as arms danced frantically, appearing and disappearing around the clouds like worms Earth-Breaking.

He had the ability to manipulate cloud Qi; he had allowed Xu Pingjun to strike earlier, letting the power of the Great Martial Expert vent to its heart's content, scattering to the four corners of heaven and earth, only for him to quietly guide it here to implement his own plan.

The ten thousand acres of clouds were like a boiling field, and the lightning filaments gathered more and more, their density increasing sharply.

"Xu Pingjun, die!"

Kunpengzi emerged from the clouds for the first time, appearing to point shakily at the female Great Martial Expert, and the overwhelming thunder submerged her body.

Afterwards, a deep pit hundreds of miles in diameter appeared on the ground, the mark left by the exploding thunder that fell from the sky.

A nearby mountain peak was charred black, with shrubs, birds, and beasts all extinct; not a shred of life remained.

The aftermath of a battle between Great Martial Experts, even if it doesn't land in a bustling area but scatters in the wilderness, causes destruction that is devastating, easily capable of destroying the ecosystem of a region.

From large beasts down to the smallest mosquitoes, all were blasted and incinerated, extinguishing all signs of life.

However, in the dark, a slight change occurred.

The aftermath, which originally would have been enough to wipe out Zhou Family Village, was deflected by the distorted power generated by a chain reaction.

In the end, only one ball of thunder-fire fell from the sky, crashing into the unsuspecting Zhou You.

Well, Zhou You had been taking a walk in the open at the time, unable to dodge at all, and was hit while shouting "Holy crap."

The clothes on his back evaporated on the spot, his skin and flesh were scorched, and the Hungry Tiger painting hidden on his person vanished into smoke and ashes.

Afterwards, Zhou You felt both fortunate and terrified.

This cluster of thunder-fire had already been weakened and bypassed by Zang, filtered layer by layer down to the most insignificant wisp, yet it possessed such terrifying power; what if it had been the original aftermath that destroyed Zhou Family Village? He dared not think, he could not even begin to imagine that scene.

After his injuries healed, Zhou You uncovered the gauze on his back and discovered something was wrong.

At the time, the thunder-fire was fierce, and even his Martial Master physical body could not withstand it; fortunately, the Hungry Tiger diagram erupted with an aura that weakened the majority of its power.

As the price, the Hungry Tiger diagram was also burned to ashes on the spot, leaving not even a single fragment behind.

But now, looking in the mirror, that picture had somehow seeped into his back completely intact, as vivid and lifelike as a tattoo.

Comrades who know a thing or two about the toy manufacturing process should understand the "transfer printing" procedure.

That's right, the entire Hungry Tiger diagram was like a transfer print onto his back, with even the finest whiskers moved over completely intact.

(End of chapter)