Chapter 911: [(693)] Special Transcendent +1! (6K for monthly ticket and subscription) Chapter 911: [(693)] Special Transcendent +1! (6K for monthly ticket and subscription) “Thump–”
A headless corpse fell to the ground, completely silent.
Liu Chihu’s eyes bulged, almost spewing fire in anger.
The man who died was Tu Kui! His most trusted aide!
“You’re looking for death!”
His figure disappeared from the spot, trying to find the newcomer.
“Bang.”
Far away, another of his companions fell.
The skinny man shouted and turned to run, but unexpectedly, a hand pierced through his chest; before he could react, he was thrown away.
In the blink of an eye, only Liu Chihu was left.
Liu Chihu seized the rare opportunity and his figure instantly dashed forward, bursting out with all his strength.
His fingers clenched into a fist, delivering a devastating blow. In an instant, he brought out a vast shadow, almost covering all the space in front of him, cutting off all the paths of the newcomer, leaving him no escape.
“Die!” Liu Chihu’s entire Vitality converged, as if gathering all his strength, stirring up a fierce Gang Wind in the air.
“Bang!”
A dull sound. In that instant, all shadows of the fists disappeared, and all tearing sounds of the Gang Wind abruptly ceased.
Liu Chihu’s eyes rolled wide, the bloodshot eyes wide open, his mouth slightly agape, showing both confusion and shock.
Because just at that moment!
The punch he had thrown with all his strength was caught by a large hand, unable to move at all.
“This…”
“How is this possible!!!”
His heartbeat skipped inexplicably.
Liu Chihu struggled frantically, trying to break free, but the opponent’s strength was shockingly great, and the disparity between them was too vast!
Despite using all his strength, even as the skin and flesh on his fist began to crack and bleed, he still couldn’t break free from the opponent’s grip.
In a fleeting moment.
He suddenly saw the face of the newcomer.
It was the same face he had just seen.
It was actually–
“You!!!”
Liu Chihu felt as if he had seen something terrifying, completely caught off guard.
Wasn’t this the kid he had just bullied recklessly in the alley?
Yet now, Pei Jinye’s demeanor and aura seemed completely transformed.
If the person at the entrance of the alley was weak and defenseless,
The person standing before him now seemed like a terrifying being condensed from endless darkness, his intensely fiery Vitality nearly making it hard for him to breathe.
Even though that face was calm, just a casual glance from the opponent made his heart leap and his muscles twitch in fear!
A massive threat of death overwhelmingly loomed over him.
“You… you bastard… Who are you?!!!” Liu Chihu’s whole body was on edge, shrinking as if trying to regain a sense of safety.
His eyes filled with disbelief.
Staring at Pei Jinye… the young man who was just at his mercy.
In a split second.
He had become the disadvantaged.
The chill in his heart might even have surpassed the surge of humiliation that was raging.
This humiliation stemmed from being completely played, which was furiously emerging.
“Only Seventh Rank, do you think you have the capital to be arrogant? You’ve brought me quite a lot of trouble… indeed, you deserve to die.”
Pei Jinye said calmly.
Unlike his demeanor at the alleyway earlier, now even a simple statement from him instilled a spine-tingling fear.
This unexplained terror seemed to drown out all other sounds around.
In fear, Liu Chihu roared.
He was unwilling.
And even more angry.
“You really think you’ve got me cornered? I am– a Domain Strongman!”
During his roar.
He activated his Domain.
Ripples appeared in the surrounding space, as if countless mirrors had emerged.
He gathered all his strength again, this time using his legs–his lifetime of learning erupted at this moment.
Yet regardless of how many times he attacked, Pei Jinye blocked them effortlessly, as if something in the air was hindering his attacks.
His speed was getting slower, his entire body felt like it was sinking into a quagmire.
Though he never touched the opponent, the real, stifled sounds of being blocked were there.
“This guy…”
“What kind of monster is he!!!”
A fear named terror swiftly scaled Liu Chihu’s chest, rapidly spreading.
He didn’t understand.
He really didn’t!
“I am… Seventh Rank! Why can’t I still overpower you?”
However, the response he got was a seemingly ruthless Iron Fist.
“Crack!”
His arm broke.
Liu Chihu screamed in pain.
He couldn’t believe that in front of Pei Jinye, he was no better than an utterly deficient opponent.
The storm-like fists enveloped him swiftly.
“Seventh Rank strong, huh?”
While pummeling and wearing down Liu Chihu’s spiritual power, Pei Jinye spoke calmly.
“Ah!” Liu Chihu seized the opportunity, his left fist swinging.
However, with a “snap,” it was grasped.
Gazing at the last sixty thousand Psychic Power above his head, Pei Jinye’s voice resonated.
“Alright, it’s time to end this.”
“What?”
Liu Chihu’s heart thumped.
When he looked up, all his vision filled with was an overwhelming large hand.
He exerted all his strength in an attempt to counterattack.
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However, his bones felt like they were being bombarded by countless particles, erupting in explosive sounds, fracturing from the inside out.
Blood spurted out.
As his vision blurred, he faintly seemed to hear something.
“Enter the dream…”
All the sufferings finally ceased from this moment.
He inexplicably exhaled in relief, just feeling… so comfortable.