From the end of the world

Chapter 155 VS Great Perfection Level 2
After realizing that the enemy was at the Great Perfection level, I had already prepared myself mentally, knowing that this battle would be different from the past. If I continued to take the opponent's attacks carelessly as before, even I would probably bleed.

However, when I felt the pain, I was still a little confused.

It's not that I still think this battle will be easy, it's just like when you watch a horror movie, you know there will be a scary scene later, but you will still be scared by the immersive pictures and music. Such real pain still caught me off guard. Since I realized the fire element form, I have never felt such real pain again.

I don't know how to describe this feeling. The feeling of being hit in the face by this punch is like... like being punched in the face by someone.

This is not nonsense. In my normal form, my pain is mimicked, just like when someone beheads me, I can evaluate the pain with a mindset of watching the fire from the other side of the river. In my fire elemental form, even the mimicry of pain is turned off, so it is impossible for me to feel pain.

The pain now is like being hit in the face, but I can't figure out where the pain comes from. After all, my head is shattered, and my face is gone. I just feel pain.

Perhaps this is the "pain of the soul." Zhu Shi once told me that as long as a demon hunter strongly desires to attack the opponent's soul, his magic power will have the attribute of soul attack.

The soul attacks that the Monster Makers had launched in the past were merely attacks based on the premise that "I am a Great Perfection-level Demon Hunter without any soul defense." However, the soul attack launched by the Great Perfection-level Demon Hunter in front of him was a true soul attack of this level, which was enough to kill another Great Perfection-level Demon Hunter with normal soul defense.

It happened in a flash, and taking advantage of the gap when I was unprepared, the master in front of me launched another attack in full swing.

He obviously didn't think that I would die just by having my head smashed. Instead, he quickly turned around and delivered a spinning kick to my chest.

The power of this kick was much stronger than the previous punch, just like a cannon on the ground, stuffing me into the barrel and launching it. At the moment of ignition, the ground suddenly shook, shock waves erupted, and white smoke filled the air. His other leg, which supported his body, stomped the ground that should have been solid, making it look like a turbulent water surface, and my entire body was blown away at a momentum far exceeding the speed of sound, and my vision changed drastically.

The chest that was hit produced a heavy and dull pain, and in the blink of an eye, I was blown a thousand meters away. Below was no longer the edge of the city, but a highway leading to the suburbs, and many vehicles were passing by.

I could still sense the space over at the Zhu family residence. The man who knocked me away crouched down, then his leg muscles exploded, launching himself towards me at more than twice the speed of sound.

It seems that he will not stop until he kills me.

I had a fear of life and death in my heart, and this fear was exactly what I was looking for. The fear, the sense of crisis, the shadow of injury and death made me feel excited. The long-awaited freshness emerged in my aching and stuffy chest.

At the same time, I also had strong doubts in my heart.

——Who is this person?
Apart from the Great Demon Yin Yue, I have never heard of the Zhu family having a feud with any Great Perfection rank, and the Great Demon Yin Yue has long been dead. If there really is someone else, Mr. Zhu or Zhu Shi should have mentioned it to me long ago. We are still investigating the old base of the Humanitarian Department, and here suddenly "refreshed" a Great Perfection rank inexplicably, which is really confusing.

I just used thermal sensing to see if there were any other signs of life inside the ruins of the Zhu family mansion, but the result was none. Apart from Zhu Shi's grandmother, there was no other living person under the ruins. This was wrong no matter how you thought about it, because Chang'an should be in the Zhu family mansion now. I was relieved that Chang'an's body was not found, but he should not be gone no matter how you thought about it.

It was normal that Mr. Zhu was not here. He was busy preparing to lift the seal of the Chang'an monster bloodline recently. He was running around collecting ritual materials and was basically not at home. The last time I visited Zhu's house, he did not come out from the iron gate, but approached us from the outside, which means that he also came back after receiving the news from Zhu Shi.

Chang'an was different. In order to let him focus on the preparations for lifting the seal and to prevent him from getting into any weird situations outside, he was confined to the Zhu family residence. Moreover, the Zhu family had learned from the last time he escaped and was keeping a tight watch on him. It was impossible for him to run outside.

The sudden disappearance of Chang'an and the sudden appearance of a strange master-level demon hunter - in the most outrageous possibility I can imagine, the tall and strong master-level demon hunter fighting with me now is the super demon hunter transformed after Chang'an's demon bloodline went out of control. Although the opponent's clothes and pants don't look out of place, many characters in virtual film and television works will inexplicably change into new clothes after transformation...

Let's put aside this ridiculous assumption and think about a possibility that is closer to reality. As far as I know, there is only one person who is still alive and has a connection with the Zhu family and is at the Great Perfection level.

——Navy Xuanwu.

Could he be the navy Xuanwu?

Even if I think at super speed, time is still passing slowly, and the opponent's speed is definitely not slow. When I figured this out, he kept speeding up and moved above me.

I focused my attention on him.

Since he would dodge if I attacked with my hands, I would use my eyes. No matter how fast he was, he would never be faster than my eyes in the fire elemental form.

However, my approach seemed to have exposed my shortcomings again. Whether it was using extended arms to capture an opponent alive, or using eyes to lock and ignite an opponent, these skills were skills I often used in the past when targeting opponents who were much weaker than me. They were always effective against weak opponents, but when dealing with strong opponents, they were reduced to just such a small trick.

I immediately discovered the problem - although I could catch his gaze, I couldn't ignite him directly. Just like when I was spying on the barrier of the Zhu family mansion in the past, I couldn't focus on him.

Focusing on a specific target is equivalent to transferring one's mind to the target. From the perspective of mysticism, this is a kind of spiritual invasion. His body seemed to be shrouded in an invisible force field, keeping my invasion out.

This force field that automatically rejects foreign mental intrusion is probably not a special spell, it is simply because his body is filled with powerful magic power.

I can try to forcefully break through this inviolable domain, just like I can crush the barrier of the Zhu family mansion with my gaze. Although the opponent's domain is indeed much stronger, it should only take me one second to break through. However, this is a battlefield of the Great Perfection level that changes rapidly, and one second is too long to allow me to be indecisive.

In an instant, his leg struck my torso like a falling battle axe.

I was hit again, and I seemed to have turned into a falling meteorite and hit the wasteland outside the highway. My body smashed through the ground and even went dozens of meters deep into the ground.

According to common sense in physics, even if you accelerate a human body to more than ten times the speed of sound, you can't really drive a person into the ground tens of meters deep. This phenomenon is due to the force he exerted on me. There is an invisible magic power that seems to completely corrode my body and soul wrapped around my whole body, trying to cause continuous damage to me. And this magic power also instantly decomposes the external matter that comes into contact with me. It feels like someone has poured boiling water all over me.

Flames burst out from my whole body, and this external mana was blown away like shredded paper. In my perception, the "Water Master Xuanwu" was still suspended in the air. I couldn't see how he was flying, but it was normal for a master level to be able to fly.

There were many sparks flying around him, which were the "blood" that fell from my body when he attacked me just now. To put it another way, those were "fireflies".

As I thought about it, the "fireflies" in the sky suddenly expanded and turned into dozens of huge fireballs.

At the same time, a look of shock appeared on his face, and he immediately moved to escape from the encirclement of the huge group of fireballs.

In the blink of an eye, all the big fireballs exploded. A large amount of flames spread endlessly on the shock wave and turned into a "fire cloud" formed by flames in the sky.

Using the heat from the explosion, I teleported myself into the sky, and then looked around in the sea of ​​fire in the air. The attack method just now could be improved. The speed was not fast enough, and he escaped from the center of the explosion first. In addition - I must have seen it wrong, before my "firefly" had time to turn into a big fireball, his expression had already changed. Is this the sixth sense?
He seemed to be in stealth mode. I could roughly determine his direction, but it was difficult to determine his exact position and distance. I simply dispersed the "fire clouds" that blocked my vision and tried to judge with my eyes.

And just as the "fire cloud" dispersed, his figure also emerged - I don't know when, he had sprinted in front of me, at a close distance.

His fist struck out mercilessly, smashing my head again.

This time was different from the first time. I let him hit me on purpose. As he threw his punch, I raised my hands and tried to grab him. His eyes were immediately drawn to the movement of my hands. However, it was just a fake move.

As he tried to retreat, I had already caught hold of the hand he had used to crush my head.

What I am extending is neither my left hand nor my right hand.

The broken part of my neck had regenerated, and what grew out of it was not a head, but a hand.

The hand directly grasped his wrist, and a single eye and a mouth grew on the back of the hand.

I looked at him with my one eye.

"Got you," I said.

His face changed drastically.

(End of this chapter)