Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 177 008. Encirclement and Suppression
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The girl stepped over the grass, around the tree trunks, and ran, swinging her arms like slicing knives.

The opponent pursued relentlessly, its enhanced body as agile as a wild beast, easily vaulting over branches, its crimson eyes gleaming from the dark forest.

"Roar!"

Arrows shot from behind, striking branches beside him. Qing Yise glanced at them; the black iron arrowheads were embedded in the bark, hissing and smoking.

Not good.

The other side is going all out.

The two chased at a slow pace, but with a fierce determination. Tree branches blocking their path were destroyed and broken, and they strode into the grass, their footsteps crunching on the muddy ground.

The leg injuries in all of them started to flare up again, but at this point, slowing down meant certain death. Helpless, they could only grit their teeth and endure the pain of stretching as they fled.

She had already left the park and come to the main road. It was late at night, and there were few pedestrians nearby. She hurriedly ran towards the old buildings near the construction site.

The image of the young man's gentle smile flashed through her mind, and she subconsciously quickened her pace.

But then I suddenly thought, how could that guy be a match for the assassin? I can't bring him unnecessary trouble.

Qing Yise looked bitter and turned to leave, only to find that the other two had already walked to the opposite side of the road.

There were no obstructions here, and the movements of both sides were completely exposed.

The other party didn't stand on ceremony with her either. The big man strode over like a thick black tire, while another guy with an iron arrow in his black glove, his left hand on his right wrist, shot out a hidden weapon with a whoosh.

Seeing him raise his hand, Qing Yise quickly dodged, but before she could react, the strong man got close. She had just raised her hand to block when she felt a tremendous force on her arm, which sent her flying and crashing into a nearby wall, making her throat taste bloody.

But there was no time to cry out in pain; she turned to leave as soon as she landed.

At this moment, the burly man had already lowered his shoulders and was poised to charge at her like a fully powered locomotive.

As Qing Yise watched the other person's figure magnify in his eyes, he realized that if he were to be hit hard, he probably wouldn't be able to stand up.

Once this thought took hold, she had no strength left to resist it.

Suddenly, a rope appeared around her waist. Before Qing Yise could even shout, she was dragged to the right by the tightly bound rope.

"Ah!" she cried out, losing her balance and crashing heavily to the ground, but the pull of the fall shifted her position, allowing her to avoid the bull-like charge.

She grinned, turned her head, and met Fu Xun's arrogant smile:
"Hi, we meet again."

The young man, whose hair was slightly curly, slowly walked up, ignoring the two Otherworlders, and said to Qing Yise, "Don't be so fierce. Even if you don't repay your savior with your body, you should at least smile."

Qingyi jumped up, wanting to bite him.

But this disheveled appearance made him look like a cornered rabbit.

Fu Xun grabbed Qingyi's hair with one hand and slapped her shoulder with the other, holding a whip, to dissipate the force of her blows. He then casually slapped her back to the ground, glanced at the restless Otherworldly beside him, and said in a doting tone, "I'll deal with you later."

Qing Yise fell to the ground, glaring at him hatefully.

During this time, Fu Xun stepped forward, waving his hands, and the two Otherworlders rushed up.

The burly man roared and exhaled a breath of stale air. His muscles began to swell, his oversized clothes could no longer bear the weight, and his flowing hair fluttered in the wind.

Meanwhile, another guy, hidden under a baseball cap, had a sinister look in his eyes, his fingers gripping the iron arrow tightly, trying to bypass Fu Xun and launch a sneak attack on Qing Yise.

"That's it? What kind of trash are you?" Fu Xun stared at the two of them, his cold aura evident. He casually tossed up ice flowers, and even in the darkness, the billowing white mist could be seen rising.

The boy in the baseball cap kept changing positions, and while running, he raised his arm, and three iron arrows shot out with a whoosh.

The burly man standing before him swung his massive arm and smashed it toward Fu Xun's face.

Fu Xun's left hand seemed to touch the projection screen, condensing into a layer of ice shield, while his right hand turned into an ice block. Suddenly, ice pillars grew from both sides of his clenched fist, transforming into weapons held in his hand.

"Crack." The ice staff was not very strong and was easily broken by the opponent. Taking advantage of this gap, Fu Xun leaned back and flipped over, pausing and twisting, and pulled himself up with several somersaults to create distance.

He clicked his tongue in admiration, finding the [Iron Horse and Ice River] tool increasingly easy to use.

The effects of externalized abilities are always very direct, and they are more stable and powerful than abilities triggered by causality or probability.

He didn't stand on ceremony with the two Others. He scraped the tip of his pen, condensed frost on his right hand, turned it into a boxing glove, and assumed a boxing stance, tapping his feet on the ground frequently.

"Ada!"

He quickly closed in, ducking under the White Walker's movement, and delivered a right straight punch to its abdomen while simultaneously aiming a left uppercut at its chin.

The burly White Walker's head was ripped off, his eyes rolled back, and Fu Xun seized the opportunity to pursue him, punching him repeatedly, creating a dent in his chest. Only when the White Walker staggered back did Fu Xun shift his position and rush towards the White Walker wearing a baseball cap.

The guy in the baseball cap was stunned by the sudden turn of events. He was about to call for backup when Fu Xun swept his wrist with a powerful whip kick, causing him to lose his strength and throw the walkie-talkie away.

Before he could even get angry, his second leg was already aimed at his face.

The kick hit his nose bone directly, and his head started buzzing.

But it's not over yet!

Just as Fu Xun grabbed the burly man by the neck, he swung his legs off the ground, swinging them like he was being swung around a pillar. Taking advantage of the moment when the burly man was about to fall, he swayed his body and unleashed a series of sweeping kicks.

Left, right, left, right, left, tap tap tap tap tap!
Fu Xun's kicks were ruthless, targeting vital points, aiming for the eye sockets, Adam's apple, and temples. The final kick was delivered with deadly force, striking the opponent directly in the heart.

The guy in the baseball cap couldn't withstand the impact of the kick and was sent flying.

At the same time, the burly man whose neck was being strangled by both hands collapsed to the ground, dragging Fu Xun down with him and landing on a pile of mud.

"How about it, handsome, right?" Fu Xun rubbed his nose.

Turning around, they found that the place where the rope had been tied was now empty, along with the person.

"You run pretty fast, you really are like a rabbit."

Just as he was about to leave, he noticed the big man struggling to his feet. The heavy punch and neck twist had barely had any effect on this guy.

The creature emitted a beast-like breath, devoid of any intelligence, and roared as it lunged at Fu Xun: "Roar!"

[Feng He Bao Hu]

Synonymous with recklessness, relying on an overly enhanced physique, they lose their minds when they go berserk, becoming tools of reckless violence. Matching this is their superhuman self-healing ability and unparalleled muscle strength, with physical qualities determined by age, race, and individual differences.

[Passive] Berserk: Greatly reduces pain nerves, increases endurance, combat power, and mental focus.

"What a monster!"

Fu Xun found himself struggling after a few exchanges. He wasn't known for his strength, so he had to use all his strength to fight back. But this guy seemed to have inexhaustible energy, with nowhere to vent it.

(End of this chapter)