Chapter 35: Supreme Movement Technique, 'Dou Zhuan Xing Yi'!
“Fuck!”
“Goddammit!”
“Damn you!”
At this moment, the bespectacled young man cursed with every swear word he could think of.
“Get lost! I didn't take any of your damn dolls! Get the hell away from me!”
The bespectacled young man stared fiercely at Ye Fan, murderous intent already rising in his heart.
After all, the order he had received was simply to prevent Lei Qianjue from successfully treating Ye Fan.
So if he killed Ye Fan directly, wouldn't that count as completing his mission as well?
When he reached out to push Ye Fan, the bespectacled young man deliberately put some force into his hand. A faint burst of martial energy surged toward Ye Fan's body.
Even if it couldn't kill Ye Fan, it should at least be enough to cripple him on the spot.
However, after that burst of martial energy struck Ye Fan, the bespectacled young man immediately realized something was wrong.
All of his martial energy had surged into Ye Fan's body, yet it was like mud sinking into the sea—there was absolutely no reaction.
Ye Fan's body remained standing exactly where it was, completely motionless.
More importantly, when Ye Fan suddenly flipped his wrist, the bespectacled young man felt a sharp pain shoot through his arm.
Immediately afterward, a powerful surge of energy rushed into his body.
In an instant, it began corroding his meridians and vitality.
In merely a moment, the bespectacled young man realized that his martial cultivation had already fallen from the Grandmaster Realm to the Martial Control Realm.
'What... what is going on?'
“You... what exactly did you do to me?” the bespectacled young man shouted in terror as he desperately tried to distance himself from Ye Fan.
By now, Yu Linglong had also reacted.
Seeing the bespectacled young man push Ye Fan, she immediately exploded in anger.
“How dare you! What are you doing? You dared to touch my man? You're looking for death!”
BOOM!
Without the slightest hesitation, Yu Linglong unleashed her strength, which was above the Grandmaster level, and smashed her fist toward the bespectacled young man's chest.
Crack! Crack!
The bespectacled young man instinctively raised his arms to block the attack.
He barely managed to withstand Yu Linglong's strike, but the bones in both of his arms shattered inch by inch, and his body staggered backward.
The bespectacled young man was still thinking about how to launch an effective counterattack when his body suddenly convulsed violently.
Blood began pouring from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.
He collapsed directly onto the ground, and his vitality disappeared in an instant.
He was dead?
Seeing this scene, Yu Linglong, as well as Xia Hao, Li Hu, and the others who had rushed over, were all stunned.
Yu Linglong's pupils widened.
She knew better than anyone exactly how much strength she had used.
She had clearly only used the peak of the Martial Control Realm. It was indeed enough to seriously injure this young man, but killing him with a single move should have been impossible.
'What exactly had happened?'
Yu Linglong suddenly remembered that the bespectacled young man had just been shouting about Ye Fan stabbing him with something.
'Could Ye Fan have done it?'
But Ye Fan was clearly still in his foolish, mentally impaired state.
How could he have so effortlessly killed a Grandmaster-level martial artist?
Besides, even if he wanted to kill someone, what could a single needle possibly accomplish?
With a face full of confusion, Yu Linglong began searching for Ye Fan.
At this moment, however, Ye Fan had already flashed behind Lei Qianjue.
Behind Lei Qianjue, another young man wearing a checkered shirt had already approached him.
He quietly leaned toward Lei Qianjue's ear and said, “Mr. Lei, you'd better leave Cloud City immediately! Don't interfere with the treatment of the Ye family's young master. Otherwise, we'll have no choice but to send you on your way!”
“Hm?”
Lei Qianjue was the Medical Saint of Great Xia. Aside from possessing astonishing medical skills, he also knew some martial arts.
Lei Qianjue had extremely powerful connections throughout Great Xia—so powerful that almost nobody dared to lay a hand on him.
And now someone had actually come to threaten him?
Lei Qianjue's face filled with fury.
“You pieces of trash dare threaten this old man? Hmph! Who do you think you are to tell me what to do? You're courting death!”
A couple of days earlier, Lei Qianjue had heard the tragic news about the Ye family, and his heart had already been heavy.
The Ye family had made tremendous contributions to the founding of the Great Xia Imperial Dynasty. Yet in the end, the entire Ye family had suddenly been wiped out.
Such a tragic outcome had nearly left the Ye family without descendants, leaving everyone in the world heartbroken.
Therefore, when Yu Linglong had asked him to help save Ye Fan, Lei Qianjue hadn't hesitated at all. He had immediately put aside his work and accompanied Yu Linglong here.
The Ye family's achievements had indeed made certain people fearful.
But wiping out the entire Ye family so decisively was simply too much!
Lei Qianjue had been holding back his anger as well.
As he shouted, he raised his hand and slapped the young man across the face.
A cold glint flashed through the young man's eyes.
“Old bastard, you're bringing this upon yourself. Don't blame me!”
As he spoke, the young man swung his hand, and a cold, gleaming dagger slashed toward Lei Qianjue's arm.
A blue glow?
“Poison!”
As a renowned physician, Lei Qianjue immediately understood when he saw the blue-coated blade.
The blade had been coated with a deadly poison.
And judging from how deep the blue color was, the poison was certainly extremely potent.
'They actually intend to kill me?'
Lei Qianjue wanted to retreat, but it was already too late.
Because in addition to the dagger in his hand, the young man also opened the shirt over his chest and pressed a mechanism.
“Pear Blossom Storm!”
This was a hidden weapon developed by the ancient Tang Sect.
Inside were countless poisoned needles.
Once fired at such close range, how could Lei Qianjue possibly dodge all of them?
Lei Qianjue's heart jolted violently, and his expression immediately sank.
Although he was the Medical Saint of Great Xia, there was nothing he could do against such a huge barrage of poisoned needles.
Moreover, since his opponent had already made his move, the poison they were using was undoubtedly the kind that could kill upon entering the bloodstream.
Even if Lei Qianjue wanted to save himself, he wouldn't have the slightest opportunity.
'Damn it!'
'I've really been careless this time!'
Lei Qianjue didn't feel regret.
What filled him instead was anger and unwillingness.
They actually intended to kill even the Medical Saint of Great Xia!
It seemed that the enemy had already made up their minds to completely wipe out the Ye family's bloodline!
“Hey, big brother! Why did you suddenly bump into me? You hurt me...”
Suddenly!
A familiar voice rang out beside Lei Qianjue.
It was Ye Fan.
While complaining, Ye Fan reached out and forcefully pushed the young man in the checkered shirt.
Everyone only felt their vision blur.
When they reacted again, the situation before them had completely changed.
Just moments ago, when the young man had activated the 'Pear Blossom Storm', he had been facing Lei Qianjue directly.
But in the blink of an eye, the young man had somehow changed both his direction and position.
He was now facing away from Lei Qianjue and had fallen directly into Lei Qianjue's arms.
The poisonous needles that had shot out hadn't even reached Lei Qianjue.
With the young man in the checkered shirt now blocking Lei Qianjue, he had become a natural human shield!
'Pfft! Pfft!'
Like flowers scattering from the heavens, the young man's body was instantly riddled with poisonous needles.
“No... no...”
The checkered-shirt young man felt numbness and intense pain spreading across his chest.
Despair appeared in his eyes, mixed with shock and disbelief.
'Was this the legendary supreme movement technique, Dou Zhuan Xing Yi?'
This movement technique could instantly change the position of oneself or one's target.
It was the ultimate combat movement technique, capable of improving one's attack efficiency or allowing one to evade pursuit.
It had been lost for a thousand years and existed only in ancient texts.
'How could Ye Fan possibly know it?'
'How was this possible?'
'Had Ye Fan already awakened?'
(End of Chapter)
Comments
Post a Comment