Era of Magic and Martial Arts

Chapter 541 - 525: Deceitful Martial Six Techniques

Li Bashan broke through the door, and the scene before him made his mind turn a half-beat slower, as if still digesting the sudden change.

In contrast, Hong Ya’s reaction was much quicker.

She blinked, but instead of fear, her face showed joy, her mouth unconsciously curving upward:

"So, little junior brother hasn’t changed, this person is a fake."

This faint smile quickly transformed into a sharp killing intent, her petite nose slightly twitching:

"Daring to impersonate my little junior brother, you’re courting death!"

Before her voice even faded, the tip of her foot tapped the ground five times in quick succession.

Her body seemed as light as if she had no weight, drifting like a phantom toward "Feng Mu’s" back, her horn braid straightening out into a straight afterimage behind her.

Her petite frame was already exceptionally agile and flexible. During this time, she had trained diligently, and her martial arts had advanced by leaps and bounds.

Executing this Soul-Seeking Step, even without any cheats, she appeared somewhat ghostly supernatural.

"Feng Mu" appeared to be reaching towards Li Hanyu, but in reality, he intentionally slowed down, using the reflection from a row of silver needles to observe the two people behind him as if using a mirror.

Through the reflection of the needles, he captured the movements of the people behind him—the Li Bashan whom the superior warned as "very dangerous," appeared especially sluggish compared to the little girl beside him.

As the captain of [Destiny]’s A-grade squad, he naturally had the corresponding pride. Despite repeated warnings from the superior, he still didn’t believe that a mere senior brother from a martial arts school could do anything to him.

"Feng Mu" intentionally wanted to test how strong Li Bashan was.

To be honest, he felt slightly disappointed now:

"Is this all? What a disappointment, it seems the superior’s judgment was wrong."

Because he had overestimated Li Bashan, "Feng Mu" now had to slow down again, otherwise, Li Hanyu would end up getting killed by his act.

But the knife was already about to fall on Li Hanyu’s neck, how should he correct it?

"Feng Mu" felt a bit perplexed.

Previously, a needle failed to burst Li Hanyu’s head, instead, it was stuck in her eye socket. If someone were to remove the needle afterward, they could find a plausible explanation, attributing it to her fate not being at an end, calling it sheer luck.

But now, if this row of needles falls, Li Hanyu would undoubtedly be decapitated, leaving no room for holding back.

"Hmm, in this situation, it seems I can only..."

"Feng Mu’s" mind raced as he prepared to adjust his posture to take on Hong Ya’s palm directly, to use the momentum to shift the trajectory of his slash so that Li Hanyu would only lose half a neck.

The esteemed VVIPs are in the hospital, losing only half a neck might surely be salvageable?!

However, just as this thought arose, the ground beneath him suddenly shook as if the entire floor was shaking in tandem.

Following that, the field of vision was suddenly enveloped in a massive shadow.

"So fast!"

"Feng Mu" trembled fiercely as he saw that Li Hanyu’s neck was gone, replaced by the mountainous heroic figure of Li Bashan.

Only now did the sound of air tearing through reach his ears belatedly.

The fan-like giant palm stirred up a storm, sweeping towards him with the force capable of toppling mountains and overturning seas.

Before the palm wind arrived, the force had already distorted his facial muscles, piercing through with blood-splattering needle tips.

The needles penetrated his face, "Feng Mu’s" pupils narrowed to pinpoint sizes, a strong sense of imminent death surged in his heart.

This crisis was not unlike the one he faced during past A-grade missions, with death looming over him.

"Could it be that a simple senior brother from a martial arts school is a sixth-rank martial artist, has the martial arts school configuration in this remote Zone 9 become this high now?"

"Feng Mu" quickly assessed in a split second, as for a higher level of strength, he dared not imagine.

A sixth rank is already highly unusual, a seventh rank... then why not ascend to the heavens?

Though surprised, "Feng Mu" remained calm. Although his martial arts prowess was only at the fifth rank, with [Destiny]’s various enhancements, his actual combat power was far beyond the fifth rank.

He had killed a sixth-rank before!

Moreover, this was just acting, even if the other party was unaware that he was acting.

At the critical moment, he stomped fiercely with his toe, his body’s alien technique frantically operating.

His flesh and blood shrunk and withered at a visible speed, his bones seemed as if flattened by a rolling pin.

This was an anomaly far beyond ordinary martial arts, even transcending the conventional realm of martial study, something only elite members of [Destiny] were qualified to practice, the deceitful martial arts.

"Deceptive Martial Six Techniques - Paper Painting!"

With this low shout, his entire body flattened like a sheet of paper, twisting bizarrely amidst Hong Ya’s and Li Bashan’s simultaneous palm winds.

The hurricane formed by two opposing violently impactful energies swept him out like a piece of paper accurately towards Qian Huan’s fish tank.

Hong Ya’s palm hit, but the force dissipated like a clay ox entering the sea, leaving a strange emptiness that made her nearly want to vomit blood from discomfort.

She staggered back two steps, yet excitement burst forth in her eyes.

"Oh?"

Hong Ya flicked her wrist, her horn braid bouncing happily,

"This fake little junior brother’s martial arts are amazing!"

Her eyes rolled, and she quickly whispered to Li Bashan in a low voice:

"Senior brother, don’t kill him! This martial art, the little junior brother would surely treasure it."

Hong Ya was indeed sharp, instantly recognizing the value of the Deceitful Martial Six Techniques.

Hearing this, Li Bashan retracted his prepared follow-up strike, reducing its power by three levels.

At this moment, Li Hanyu clutched her bleeding eye, her other eye wide with fear, she exclaimed:\p>

"Don’t break the fish tank."

Li Bashan’s five fingers suddenly closed together, transforming his palm into a finger, further restraining its force by two parts.

When he saw that "paper person" suddenly unfold in mid-air, with an arm knifing towards Qian Huan’s flushed white head,

"Boom!"

The floor tiles beneath Li Bashan’s feet shattered in response, his figure flashed with the hurricane catching up behind "Feng Mu".

The violent energy swept the ward, knocking over the surrounding monitors, the IV stands clanging to the floor.

The sinister fingers emitted a graphite-like blue-black hue, the air splintering like glass, with tangible cracks spreading outwards.

"The superior’s judgment was correct, I underestimated Li Bashan."

"Feng Mu’s" pupils shrunk, a surge of uncontrollable tremor and excitement rising in his heart.

[Destiny]’s pioneers never feared strong enemies, rather, the stronger the opponent, the more it ignited their inherent madness.

As for death, if so, then just die, it’s nothing more than the ultimate destiny!

For a moment, "Feng Mu" almost wanted to forget his mission, just wanting to turn and have an all-out battle with Li Bashan.

"But the act, it must be played out!"

Madness is merely the base color of [Destiny], executing and completing the mission is [Destiny]’s pride!

This time, "Feng Mu" didn’t revert to the paper person, but portrayed a life-or-death frenzy, preparing to forcibly withstand Li Bashan’s mountain-crushing finger.

"If I can’t kill Li Hanyu, dealing with Qian Huan is the same, ahahaha—"

"Feng Mu" laughed loudly as his hand knife pierced through the fish tank, aiming for Qian Huan’s head...