Absolute Gate

Chapter 37: You think you're the only one who knows swordsmanship?
"call out!"

Suddenly, a figure appeared from the distance where Xia Heng and the others were. He had a jet-black vertical pupil on his forehead.

He looked over, and suddenly a faint ray of light burst forth from this third eye, disappearing directly into Wu Zhong's body.

Wu Zhong was shocked to see this. So far? Is this the deputy commander Matsutake?

He was very vigilant, but he didn't sense anything.

But Ya Bai didn't know that he believed his captain had used his third eye, and that even a top-level enlightened being would be affected by this illusion.

So he decisively rushed forward and delivered a powerful punch straight to the heart of the enemy.

"Die!" In his mind, Wu Zhong should not be able to see him make a move.

Even if you sense it, your vision is misaligned, making it difficult to defend yourself accurately.

But he was clearly wrong. Wu Zhong raised his hand, locked on precisely, spread his five fingers wide, and a stream of purple liquid shot out!

"call out!"

The purple light bullets shot out with great force; although their trajectories were visible, they were not much slower than bullets.

"Huh?" The cliff cypress reacted quickly, dodging and its body was enveloped in a layer of red light.

However, he still couldn't completely dodge it. The purple molten bullet pierced his right chest and passed through his body from behind!

The purple sap corroded and smoked like sulfuric acid, and the cliff cypress cried out in pain, retreating repeatedly.

He was clearly wearing a skin-changing suit, which is now damaged. His original handsome supermodel face has disappeared without a trace, replaced by a full beard and a leopard-like face with piercing eyes.

"Hiss... Damn laser cannon."

Ya Bai was surprised that Wu Zhong could still hit so accurately even with the captain constantly attacking him using the Three-Eyed Illusion Technique.

When Wu Zhong saw that he was injured, he was overjoyed. The power of this arm armor was truly remarkable.

What else is there to say? We'll definitely keep up the good work.

The second purple-melting bomb followed immediately.

"Pfft!" A small cloud of blood mist exploded.

The left arm of the cliff cypress shattered on the spot, with the front half completely gone.

"Cliff cypress—" The masked man's eyes widened in fury.

Grasping a wooden stick, he leaped, stepped on the front of the vehicle, and pushed off again, his figure shooting out like an arrow!

His flight was light and graceful, yet incredibly fast, with a fierce gust of wind.

"Whoosh! Swoosh!"

With a sweep of the wooden stick, a three-foot-long sword light suddenly emerged from the tip of the stick!
"Hiss, a sword's edge..." Wu Zhong thought to himself, "This person is a martial arts master?"
A streak of blazing white light flashed past, cleaving the purple molten bomb in mid-air. The spray of liquid scattered in all directions, scorching several small pits into the ground.

"This is the Purple Melt Bomb from the Void Armor, specifically designed to counter bio-energy. Even with your blood energy protecting you, you can't withstand it! You have to dodge!" the masked man warned seriously, holding his sword horizontally in front of his teammate.

The sword light in front of his wooden stick dimmed and turned purple. He threw off a piece of it and activated it again before it returned to its original state.

But the cypress tree, after being rescued, cursed: "Nonsense, damn it, did I not want to dodge? This is a cannon!"

After saying that, he clutched his chest, and with a ruthless glint in his eyes, took out a small knife and dug into the flesh of the wound, intending to tear away and clean the flesh infected by the purple oozing fluid.

However, after inserting the knife and cutting for a long time, it did nothing to help him except make him sweat profusely and turn pale with pain.

The flesh surrounding the pierced flesh was hard and had some elasticity, but not much.

The sharp knife tried to cut it apart, but it just wouldn't come off; the flesh was a mess, and it was incredibly stubborn!
"Ugh..."

Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Although the wound was stubborn and strangely resilient, it was still his flesh, and the pain had not disappeared.

After cutting into his own flesh for so long, even he, a tough guy, couldn't take it anymore.

He then took out an unlabeled ointment and sprayed out a lot of foam to cover the wound.

But it was no use; the wound showed no signs of healing, and the corrosive purple sap continued to dissolve more flesh.

"What happened? This wound is incurable! Ahhh!"

Cliff Cypress bared its teeth: "Fei Peng, go for it! With your speed, he can't possibly hit you!"

Fei Peng hesitated, his exposed eyes scrutinizing Wu Zhong: "A mentally resistant person..."

"who are you?"

Their original plan was to control the situation with illusion magic, then find Wu Zhong and take him away.

The company went bankrupt right from the start, which was completely unexpected.

Although the guy in front of me is only so-so in strength and speed, even weaker than the cliff cypress, he has mental resistance and makes the cliff cypress's wounds incurable. Who knows what other strange characteristics he has?
"You ambushed me, don't you know who I am?" Wu Zhong roared, his right palm glowing with purple light.

Fei Peng frowned. He wasn't afraid of the Purple Melt Bomb, but he was afraid of the unknown.

"Heh, he must be some nobody." Cliff Cypress sneered.

Wu Zhong stared at him: "After all these years, are there still people in the Disaster Realm who judge others by their reputation?"

"There are countless examples of top-tier experts dying at the hands of unknown nobodies. Dude, you're not cut out for the alternate universe."

The man paused, his face flushed with anger, but Wu Zhong's words were entirely correct.

At this moment, he kept using his healing abilities, but even after using up both bottles of medicine, the hole in his chest could not be closed.

My whole body was covered in foam; it was practically a bubble bath!

Fei Peng's eyes sharpened: "You're right, even someone like Lu Guangqi can fall into the hands of a newcomer..."

"So you are Wu Dong, the Master of Gods and Demons?"

Wu Zhong said coldly, "I am not some kind of god or demon master."

Although he said it in a negative sentence, his words were tantamount to admitting that he was Wu Dong.

However, the cliff cypress shouted, "Believe him for a second! Fei Peng, why are you even asking? Just because he says so doesn't mean it is!"

"This female skin is Wu Dong! Without the help of ghosts and gods, he's ridiculously bad. Even if he's a calamity-bearer, this kind of newbie is still trash."

Yang Chunsha lay on the ground, bewildered: "Huh? Me?"

Yabai continued, "These two guys were both unconscious in Endless Summer's car. One was Wu Dong, and the other was a stand-in who took the hit."

"Endless Summer took the two of them and hid, thinking they could shake off 'Gourd's' surveillance by dressing the man in women's clothes and the woman in men's clothes, thus deceiving us."

"Cough cough cough... Little did they know, 'Gourd' had seen everything."

Wu Zhong suddenly realized that the brooding young man who drove the refrigerated truck must be the one codenamed 'Gourd'.

It turns out it was a misunderstanding; they didn't know that they and Yang Chunsha had swapped skins again at the hospital.

Of course, once these people strip Yang Chunsha of her clothes, they will know that she is a woman.

They haven't done that yet, partly because they're shocked by his strength and the situation is tense, so they don't have the mind to do it.

On the other hand, Yang Chunsha's fighting ability is too weak.

His physique was completely that of an ordinary person. After being taken down first, he was unable to cast spells, which meant he was completely helpless.

On the contrary, he, as a true newcomer, because of his armored arm armor and his mad vampire physique, does not really seem like a newcomer as long as he doesn't panic.

Of course, he couldn't pretend to be a big shot, after all, he had already clashed head-on with Fei Peng and was sent flying several meters away.

Fei Peng shook his head solemnly at his teammates and said, "No, Wu Dong is a super rookie. He fought against 985 at the Five Old Peaks and commanded eight hundred ghosts and gods to destroy the Lushan base. Even Lu Guangqi was severely injured."

"It's normal to have inner resistance; this man fits that description better."

Cliff Cypress let out a snort of turbid air: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it! Who doesn't know there's something wrong with this news?"

"If the mark of the ghost and god is really such a good thing, why didn't Endless Summer kill and seize it, but instead protected it?"

"I don't believe that Lu Guangqi was beaten by a newcomer. Even if he was, it was only because he had the home advantage of having gods and ghosts gathered on Five Old Peaks."

"Now that we've left Mount Lu, all we do is wander around day and night like gods."

Fei Peng said in a deep voice, "No, no, Wu Jin Xia's actions don't prove anything. He has his own path, and perhaps he doesn't need this thing."

"Moreover, the mark of the ghost and the god must come at a price, which is why the captain said to let the gourd take over."

The two had conflicting accounts and had no idea who the target was.

But this basically represents two attitudes within the industry: one is to believe the rumored version, and the other is to question the rumor.

Regardless of the specific type, they all believed in the existence of ghost and spirit marks and that the ghosts and spirits of Mount Lu could be commanded.

Wu Zhong was very annoyed and frowned, saying, "Where are the ghosts and gods? If I could command ghosts and gods, wouldn't I summon them and beat you up?"

Ya Bai was breathing heavily; half of his lungs had been severely damaged.

But he could still speak: "Cough cough... Hehe... Now that we've temporarily removed your demonic mark, you're starting to play dumb?"

"You sent the Day-Roaming God to block us, and you also planned to deal with the gourd here so you could shake us off."

"If the day-roaming god were not still weak, you would have really succeeded."

Wu Zhong was startled: "You've already fought against the Day Wanderer?"

Cliff Cypress grinned: "Don't you know? Sure enough, this woman's skin belongs to Wu Dong. His ghost mark has been temporarily removed by us."

Wu Zhong blinked: "Cripple it? You can actually cripple the mark of the ghost and god?"

The other party raised his head and said, "This kid's daytime wandering spirit caused a landslide and mudslide, burying two of our brothers, and then he risked his life to harass and distract us for half an hour..."

"The God of Today's Journey has been utterly destroyed by me! He has returned to Mount Lu in his dead state."

"The cyclone of the Five Old Peaks has been sealed by 985 again, so during the day, apart from the Day Wanderer, no other ghosts or gods can come out."

"It's 1,500 kilometers to Mount Lu. Who can save him after that trip?"

Wu Zhong took a deep breath; it turned out they had already exchanged blows. The ghosts and spirits had been causing trouble where he couldn't see, attacking those who came looking for him.

In the eyes of others, this must be Wu Zhong using ghosts and gods to protect himself. It's no use saying anything; let them kill him and see if he can inherit the throne.

He said with utmost sincerity, "You bunch of idiots, are you being used as pawns by the devil?"

Ya Bai's face darkened: "Fei Peng, stop wasting words with him, attack together and kill him."

Fei Peng's exposed eyes were still scrutinizing: "If he is the master of gods and demons, wouldn't I inherit the mark of gods and demons if I kill him?"

"Capturing individuals with unknown characteristics is the most dangerous situation; my advice is to retreat."

The cliff cypress bark sternly declared, "Inheritance is inheritance! The benefits will definitely outweigh the drawbacks! What's there to be afraid of!"

"Many forces are looking for us, and we're the first to find us. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"This guy is no match for you, Fei Peng! You're already here!"

Fei Peng remained noncommittal: "Alright, you deal with that woman, I'll handle this mentally resistant one."

"Anyway, one of them must be a master of gods and demons, so capture them both and have 'Gourd' kill them."

He is cautious in his actions, and in fact, he would like to evacuate if unexpected situations arise; this is a survival rule.

Despite his cold tone, he is actually a gentle person who is easily influenced by others.

His teammates' words made sense; Wu Zhong's combat strength was very poor, and he had already realized this through his teammates' probing.

Although the cliff cypress was badly injured, Fei Peng was confident that he wouldn't be hit by the purple melting bullet, so there was no need to be timid.

"Boom!" Wu Zhong decisively struck first!
He wasn't showing off when he activated the purple light flowing through his arm armor, making it shine brightly.

Instead, it was to conceal the gathering of purple sap in his palm, having long ago prepared a purple melting bomb, ready to be fired but not yet released, just as he had done before to the cliff cypress.

Suddenly raise your arm, aim at the enemy with your eyes and hand in unison, spread your five fingers, and instantly unleash energy!

Precise and direct!

However, Fei Peng swung his wooden stick with lightning speed, sending the purple-melting bullet flying through the air.

"Whoosh~thud!" The missile grazed the car's rearview mirror and disappeared into the distance.

The car's rearview mirror shattered, its edges irregularly corroded, while a crater was left where the distant shrapnel landed.

"hiss……"

Wu Zhong's pupils contracted, knowing full well that this person was not to be trifled with, and he inwardly groaned, for this Fei Peng was the strongest among them.

He might even be more threatening than the hidden captain, Matsutake. After all, I completely ignore illusions, but I'm afraid of this kind of martial arts master!
"Bang bang bang!"

Wu Zhong turned and ran, firing purple-melting bullets with every step he took, focusing all his attention on suppressing and hindering the enemy.

"Hmph!" Fei Peng's eyes revealed arrogance.

"This level of firepower is meaningless to me."

"Bang bang bang!"

Wu Zhong ran and shot, then slapped him three more times, sending purple light flying.

Fei Peng's movements were superb; he dodged all the light bullets by shifting his stance in mid-air and used his staff as a sword to kill Wu Zhong.

They're so close, and Wu Zhong's light bullets haven't stopped yet. There's no way they can dodge now, right?
But Fei Peng, with a snap of his wooden stick, deflected the purple molten bullet once again.

With a loud bang, the air exploded at the point of impact, but the wooden stick remained completely undamaged.

Then came the second, the third, the fourth...

With a series of crackling sounds, the sword shadows parried and blocked like the wind, making them impossible to see clearly.

This guy's hand speed is even more terrifying than his movement skills.

The wooden stick seemed indestructible, and the combination of the two meant that, as he said, this level of firearms was meaningless to him.

"this!"

Everything happened too fast; no amount of artillery could stop it.

Wu Zhong felt the sword light and heat wave reach the tip of his nose in the blink of an eye!
"Oops!"

Wu Zhong's hair stood on end, his mind went almost blank, and his instinctive reaction was to do a lazy roll.

Fei Peng's eyes flashed with disdain. He lowered his sword and instantly changed his move, slashing at Fei Peng's shoulder.

"Pfft!"

Wu Zhong had already raised his arm to try to block, but he was no match for the sword.

The sword grazed his arm armor, sending sparks and lightning flying, before finally slicing a cloud of blood mist down his shoulder.

His arm, covered in arm armor, was raised high and then sliced ​​off at the shoulder!
"You dare to challenge my Songyang Iron Sword?"

Fei Peng finally revealed his true colors, his eyes sharp and fierce, exuding an arrogant air, no longer the cautious and timid person he had been before.

"you……"

Wu lost his right arm, his eyes were bloodshot, his face was ashen, and his face was covered in sweat.

His pain intensified, and he felt the warmth of the wooden sword against his neck, realizing the vast difference in strength between them.

In a single exchange, a single sword strike crippled him.

Even with his physical abilities being twice that of an average person and equipped with nano-arm armor, he was still no match for this old mercenary from the monstrous world.

They simply lacked information about him at first, and didn't act rashly.

Now that he's really getting serious, his agility and swordsmanship are beyond his imagination, and he exudes a murderous aura from years of fighting and killing in bloody battles.

His face was expressionless, his killing intent palpable, and his presence extremely oppressive, like that of a peerless master, making him feel the threat of death... No, he wouldn't die.

Wu Zhong's pupils suddenly narrowed, and his mind cleared: "He won't kill me..."

He knew that Fei Peng believed he was Wu Zhong and wanted to capture him alive, otherwise it wouldn't be as simple as cutting off his arm; they could aim for his head.

This guy didn't intend to inherit his 'Ghost God Mark' directly; instead, he found a successor and planned to leave himself for his teammates to kill.

He calmed down, and at the same time felt a faint, connected throbbing.

It was his arm! He glanced at the arm that had fallen several meters away and found that the arm armor was still in place and had not been removed.

"Well done, an eye for an eye! Haha, cough cough cough... ugh!"

Ya Bai laughed with relief, but the hole in his chest let in the wind, causing him to bleed and cough frequently.

"I'll stab you in the back too!" He strode over, struggling to breathe, a small knife in his hand, his body covered in a medicinal bubble bath.

Judging from their expressions, both of them were confident of victory.

"Tch!" Wu Zhong's eyes flashed with anger, and suddenly his neck rammed into Fei Peng's wooden sword.

Judging from his posture, he intended to let the sword's edge pierce his throat and commit suicide.

Be resolute!

"what?"

The incident happened suddenly, and Fei Peng had no idea that Wu Zhong would have such courage.

What do you mean? Are you trying to scam me?
His first reaction was to retract the sword's edge to prevent Wu Zhong from dying.

Without the sword's edge, it's just a fire poker.

Wu Zhong gripped the wooden stick with his single arm, leaned back, pressed down with all his strength, and pulled hard.

At the same time, he took advantage of the momentum, gathered all his strength, and kicked Fei Peng hard in the crotch.

I'll kick you to death!

"puff!"

Wu Zhong's kick was too brutal; it was a violent stomp on the groin, leaving it in a mangled state.

Fei Peng's face contorted on the spot, his limbs went weak, and he was drenched in cold sweat.

"Oh, hehehe..." Only a twitching, trembling sound came from his throat.

Even someone as strong as him managed to loosen his grip, and the wooden stick immediately ended up in Wu Zhong's hands.

However, he was truly a tough guy. Even after suffering such a heavy blow and kneeling on the ground, he still had the strength to fight, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body.

If we don't have sticks, then we'll use our palms as swords!

With a whoosh, sword light burst forth from his palm. He braced himself on the ground with one hand and slashed diagonally with the other, about to kill Wu Zhong.

"Whoosh!" Wu Zhong also possessed physical prowess and had already planned out what to do next.

At that moment, gripping the stick, he did a lazy roll, ignoring the blood and gore from his severed arm, and rolled behind him.

The wooden stick had a pointed tip, resembling a semi-finished sword.

Without hesitation, Wu Zhong took advantage of the moment when the other party was bent over and slowed down, and thrust the wooden stick into his buttocks from behind!

"Swallow it shut!"

Wu Zhong used all his strength: "So you're the only one who knows swordsmanship?"

Startled by this counterattack, the cliff cypress jumped up: "Flying Peng—"

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　P.S.: Sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)