Chapter 115: Shadowflame's Handy Work, a Carving Knife to the Waist, and the Advancing Sea Bees (4K)

Chapter 115: Shadowflame's Handy Work, a Carving Knife to the Waist, and the Advancing Sea Bees (4K)



"That damn bitch."

Wei, the man with the surname, glanced at the body of Qiao Ying lying on the ground, his eyes narrowing slightly.

If it weren't for her sudden wicked idea to have a quickie with that boy during the mission, things wouldn't have escalated to this point.

"Fortunately, she knew the mission was more important... The nail has been hammered in, and now we'll see what effect it has."

Wei's gaze shifted from Qiao Ying's body to the boy standing not far away, his body immaculately clean.

With steady movements, he twisted open the chamber of the revolver in his hand, removing the bullets and replacing them with brass-colored ones. The process was silent and smooth.

As he loaded the last bullet, it was noticeably different—a deep crimson color with an exceptionally sharp tip.

After loading the chamber, he closed it and gave it a twist, positioning the crimson bullet at the sixth chamber.

"What a pity. Before leaving, I left the 【ISE】 at the base for convenience... Otherwise, I could have toyed with him in close combat."

Wei's eyes reflected his thoughtful consideration.

"With only one gun and no heavy firepower, it's difficult to pose a significant threat to a martial artist of this caliber."

"Do you want to go back to the room to get your equipment?"

As Wei pondered, Xue Jing, who had been pacing back and forth in the room, suddenly stopped.

He then bent down and picked something up from the floor.

"Are those... dice?"

Wei examined the objects that Xue Jing had picked up.

They were two sixteen-sided dice, each face engraved with Arabic numerals, much larger than regular dice, almost a third the size of a fist, and seemingly made of metal, judging by their color.

Just as Wei was wondering what Xue Jing was up to, he saw him close his eyes.

Then, he placed one of the dice on his right hand, casually tossing it up as if to feel its weight.

With his other hand holding the remaining die, he extended his index finger and lightly tapped the air in front of him.

His finger paused when it reached the direction where Wei was standing.

An ominous premonition arose in Wei's mind.

Trusting his instincts, he reacted swiftly, darting to the side in a blur of motion.

The next moment—'Boom!'

The spot where he had been standing a moment ago was as if pierced by a cannonball. Chairs, screens, glass, and walls—anything in a straight line was punctured with a circular, spiral hole.

"What the hell was that?!"

Wei exclaimed, taken aback by the scene before him.

Before he could make another move, a tall figure clad in a wine-red suit suddenly appeared in front of him.

It was like experiencing a 'jump scare' in a horror game—startling and chilling. However, Wei's reaction was swift as he raised the revolver in his hand without hesitation and pulled the trigger.

"Bang—"

The spinning brass bullet sped toward the boy's forehead, only to be dodged with a timely tilt of the head.

Wei hadn't expected that shot to accomplish much; it was merely meant to stall for a moment.

After firing, he swiftly reached into the lining of his jacket, pulling out a metal-encased lighter with countless tiny holes. With a twist of his finger, he activated it.

Instead of emitting sparks, the entire lighter detonated with a loud crack.

An intensely bright flash and deafening blast radiated from the exploded lighter.

"Buzz—"

Wei turned away, and a transparent membrane grew from his ear walls, blocking out most of the damage from the noise, which exceeded 180 decibels.

Even so, he still felt his brain tremble, his ears ringing incessantly, and his balance wavering dangerously. He stumbled a couple of steps, nearly falling to the ground.

He remained still, patiently waiting for his equilibrium to return.

He had anticipated the flashbang and turned away, shielding his back from the brunt of the blast. The reflected light posed minimal harm to his cybernetic eye, and the ear membranes had mitigated most of the sound waves.

For an ordinary person, the flashbang would have caused instant blindness and unconsciousness, but for Wei, it was a matter of seconds before his vision and balance returned.

And for Xue Jing, the effects would be far more severe.

This was a sensory weapon. Martial artists possessed more acute senses than ordinary people, and their heightened vision and hearing would make them more susceptible to the weapon's effects.

Both of them were effectively disabled now. All he needed to do was wait for his senses to recover, and Xue Jing would be at his mercy.

"Still too young and reckless," Wei thought. "No protective measures and he dared to approach me... It's over for him."

Just then, a violent impact struck Wei's back, propelling him forward like a spear, spinning uncontrollably.

"Bang—"

The man with the surname Wei watched as the boy's entire body slammed into one of the casino's massive support pillars, piercing right through it.

"What the hell?!"

Wei reached back and felt a stinging pain on his back. His skin there had twisted and contorted as if pinched by an invisible hand.

He turned his head and, through his recovering vision, saw the tall and slender figure.

The young man stood straight, retracting his fist, showing no signs of having lost his sight or balance.

Wei shook his head, his vision still blurry, perhaps not fully recovered. He thought he saw black flames flickering in the boy's eyes and ears.

The boy's mouth moved as if he were saying something, but with his ears still ringing, Wei couldn't quite make it out.

"...Full of tricks, but it won't work on me."

Xue Jing looked at Wei, his shadow flames burning silently in his pupils and ears.

As Wei pulled out the flashbang disguised as a lighter, Xue Jing instinctively activated his shadow flames, turning the shadows around him into black fire, sealing his ears and eyes.

The intense light and sound waves that invaded his eyes and ears were instantly devoured and extinguished by the all-consuming black flames.

He felt only a gentle breeze brush past his body.

"This ability is so handy," Xue Jing marveled.

He stepped forward, approaching Wei, intending to continue his assault.

"Kid... Don't underestimate me!" Wei said in a low voice. At the same time, his left hand began to swell, not just the muscles, but every part of it enlarging disproportionately.

It was as if a giant's arm had been grafted onto a human body.

"Hoo—"

A fist, several times larger than a sand pot, swung towards Xue Jing, stirring the air with a violent gust and an overwhelming force.

But instead of dodging, Xue Jing's eyes lit up with excitement.

"Interesting..."

He stood his ground, as if intending to take the punch head-on with his torso.

Wei had only intended to force him back, but seeing that Xue Jing wasn't going to dodge, he gritted his teeth and caused the swollen hand to enlarge even further.

This move was an application of the 'Giant's Blood' within his body, a technique he was still unfamiliar with. Using it would increase his body's mutation rate, and he wouldn't have resorted to it if the situation hadn't been so urgent.

He never expected the boy to stand there and take the punch...

So be it!

As the massive fist connected with Xue Jing's body, he felt like he was standing in front of a speeding train.

"Crack!"

The giant fist collided with his body, sending out a circular shockwave.

Yet, miraculously, Xue Jing remained standing, having withstood the blow without being knocked back.

He activated his Twin Defense, and his bones began to tremble, emitting a low, rumbling thunder. The unimaginable force poured into his body and was slowly absorbed and transformed by his bones.

The force surged within him, and a dragon's roar echoed.

All the kinetic energy was completely absorbed by his bones, and even with Xue Jing's exceptionally tough physique, his bones began to creak under the strain.

Kinetic energy coursed through his body, and with a twist of his body, he unleashed a counter punch.

Hidden Dragon Style—Cloud Seal!

He hadn't used this Hidden Dragon counter-attack in a long time, but now it burst forth.

This punch not only contained his own strength but also the redirected kinetic energy of Wei's giant fist.

"Puff— Smack— "

Without any obstruction, the giant arm in front of him split open from the knuckles, as if sliced by a blade, the tear running from the knuckles to the forearm, upper arm, and shoulder...

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

A gush of blood and shredded flesh erupted from the massive arm, splattering onto the ground. Wei clutched his left arm, now split in two from shoulder to elbow, and let out a piercing howl.

Xue Jing, feeling the tremors in his bones subside, praised, "Impressive... How did you do that? Is it some kind of implanted ability?"

Wei's enormous left arm gradually shrank back to its original size, still split in two from knuckles to shoulder, hanging limply by his side like a pair of noodles.

He clutched his shoulder, panting heavily, his eyes fixed on Xue Jing.

This monster... He actually took a giant's fist with his bare body; at this age, it's horrifying.

"A heteromorphic implant... I guess you could say that. I have 'Giant's Blood' implanted in my bone marrow. It's one of the strongest races among the 'Land Dwellers', the blood of the 'Giant Species', which allows my body to transform into the likeness of a giant."

The man with the surname Wei explained.

Xue Jing saw that he seemed willing to cooperate and didn't make another move. Instead, he asked, "I'm curious, who are the two of you, and what brings you to this ship?"

The man with the surname Wei seemed to have conceded and didn't make any other moves. He honestly answered, "We are members of the 'Giant God Caravan,' a hunter group from the borderlands... We came here to capture a sea-dwelling species called the 'Sea Bee King'."

Xue Jing intended to ask more questions when his body suddenly tensed, and the hair on his body stood on end.

Instinctively, dragon scales appeared all over his body, and he prepared to unleash the absolute defense of the Golden Dragon Scale.

"Pat-ta—"

At that moment, a sound came from beside them.

"Ah Jing... I told you, with you on this ship, there's bound to be trouble."

Ning Fengwan, who knew when she had appeared behind him, wearing a beautiful black lace dress and glasses, said helplessly.

She reached out with her slender and delicate hand, grabbing Qiao Ying's wrist, who had also appeared behind Xue Jing without anyone noticing.

"Teacher Wan..."

And...

Her?!

Xue Jing was a little surprised to see this woman, who was supposed to be dead by his hand.

At this moment, her neck had returned to normal, but the red fingerprints on it told the story of what had just happened.

In her hand, she held a black dagger, its tip glowing green and trembling silently.

"High-frequency weapon?"

"Damn it!" The man with the surname Wei cursed when he saw Qiao Ying's sneak attack fail.

This nail, which had been hammered in from the beginning, was supposed to be the deciding move, but it was ruined by a girl who came out of nowhere!

"Bang, bang, bang, bang—"

The man with the surname Wei quickly raised his revolver and fired four shots at Xue Jing and Ning Fengwan.

Xue Jing and Ning Fengwan dodged to the side.

"Go!"

The man with the surname Wei shouted, and his whole body flew into the air, and Qiao Ying did the same—

These two actually had a flight ability similar to the 'Dragon Wing Device.'

"Teacher Wan, I'll leave that woman to you."

Xue Jing looked at Ning Fengwan and said softly.

"Rest assured..." Ning Fengwan pushed her glasses up, and in the reflection, her narrow phoenix eyes looked towards Qiao Ying in the air. Her eyes narrowed slightly.

For some reason, even though it was their first meeting, she felt a surge of anger when she saw this woman.

Her ten fingers sprouted sharp, silver-white claws.

—Serpent-slaying Talons.

Then her whole body disappeared from sight, like a cat, running on all fours at incredible speed along the walls. Her claws dug ten small holes in the walls as she swiftly closed in on Qiao Ying.

The casino was an enclosed space, only three stories high, about ten meters tall. This space made no difference to her and Xue Jing, whether their enemies could fly or not.

Xue Jing stepped on the handrails of the stairs, using them to propel himself straight towards the man with the surname Wei.

After the previous scene, he didn't feel like playing around anymore.

The man with the surname Wei tried to dodge in the air when he suddenly saw a pair of gentle silver-white eyes.

They were like the bright moon in the night sky, calm and gentle.

Silently, moonlight bathed his eyes, and his body stiffened, freezing in place.

Xue Jing extended his right hand, forming it into a sharp blade.

Countless black air currents floated out from the shadows, condensing on the 'edge' of the hand blade and coating it with a sharp, black membrane.

Spiral indentations appeared on his arm, condensing and extending to the hand blade, merging into one.

"Swoosh—"

A black, spiral line flashed through the air.

The man with the surname Wei was sliced in two at the waist, falling to the ground.

His internal organs, intestines, and blood spilled out from the bisected body.

The upper half of the man with the surname Wei's body seemed to have lost consciousness, but his fingers reflexively pulled the trigger.

"Bang—"

The revolver fired its last bullet.

Whether it was a deliberate aim or a coincidence, the red bullet flew towards the ceiling, and the specially made bullet produced an explosive effect, blowing a large hole in it.

At that moment, the entire ship suddenly tilted and shook, and a piercing alarm sounded throughout the ship, blaring from speakers all over the place.

"Sea... The Sea Bees are here! The Sea Bees are attacking!"

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(End of Chapter)

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