Nightmare Despair

Chapter 85 True Strength

Having failed to kill Luo Tong with a single blow, Zhou Kai did not linger in the fight. He twisted his body and moved like a dragon, rushing towards the two-handed sword that had pierced Qi Fang, and pulled it out of her flesh.

Qi Fang's chest was riddled with bloody holes, both front and back, from which bodily fluids were still gushing out and spraying everywhere.

Her spine, sternum, ribs, and even her heart and lungs were crushed into a bloody pulp by the greatsword in that instant.

But the vitality of the enhanced human is indeed tenacious; she was still not completely dead.

"Damn... this bone strengthening is utterly useless..."

Qi Fang looked down at the hole in her chest, then glanced around at the unharmed martial artists.

She said speechlessly, "Why was it only me who sent it?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she tilted her head and collapsed as if she had lost connection.

Hu Yuan, who was in the corner, twitched at the corner of his eye. The fan next to him, stained with Qi Fang's bodily fluids, was an antique he had bought at a high price.

But now, there are clearly things more important than antiques.

Hu Yuan's gaze was fixed on Zhou Kai's face.

The situation was completely different from what he had expected, with Chen Ping arriving instead. He was still inwardly amazed.

Wei Bao glanced casually at the corpse on the ground, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

Strengthening humans is ultimately a crooked and unethical way of taking shortcuts.

Instead, he looked Zhou Kai up and down with curiosity and asked, "You're not Chen Ping, so who are you?"

Luo Tong and Wei Bao are both martial artists, and most of the time, they care more about so-called "martial ethics" than about missions.

Nobody deserves to die at their hands.

Hu Yuan shouted from a short distance away, "It's Zhou Kai! The apprentice Chen Ping took in! It looks like he's really broken through to the True Strength realm!"

Almost at the same time.

"Who am I? The one who killed you."

As Zhou Kai spoke in a deep voice, he pulled out a blood-stained fan from the side and hurled it at Wei Bao's face with lightning speed.

The blood-soaked fan was quite heavy, and with Zhou Kai's force, it made a sharp, piercing sound as it cut through the air, reaching Wei Bao in the blink of an eye.

Wei Bao grinned, raised his hand, and swatted the fan away.

"Little tricks!"

But this throw was just a feint.

The real killing intent was hidden in the next instant. Zhou Kai's figure was already like an arrow released from a bow, arriving with his sword.

The greatsword was heavy and incomparably sharp.

Wei Bao knew how formidable the enemy was, and dared not confront him directly.

He snorted coldly, and instead of retreating, he advanced, striking the spine of the sword with his palm like an iron whip just before the blade reached him!

As their swords clashed, Zhou Kai felt a brute force surge wildly along the spine of the sword, making his tiger's mouth numb and the bones in his entire arm hum.

He fought back with all his might, but in the end he was still a step behind, and the sword's edge was deflected by the palm strike.

In their first encounter, Zhou Kai seemed to be at a disadvantage.

Wei Bao shook his numb hand and glared at Zhou Kai with a sinister look in his eyes: "Kid, you have no sportsmanship and resort to sneak attacks!"

Zhou Kai sneered: "It's a life-or-death struggle, what's with all the talk of martial ethics?"

Wei Bao was taken aback, then laughed: "That's right... then I won't follow martial ethics either."

He suddenly turned his head and shouted, "Luo Tong, let's go together!"

Luo Tong nodded, adopted the falcon-flying stance that Zhou Kai was extremely familiar with, and circled behind Zhou Kai like a falcon, forming an encirclement.

Zhou Kai's expression darkened slightly.

If the surprise attack had succeeded, we wouldn't be surrounded now.

But it doesn't matter.

Beneath Zhou Kai's wary expression, a fighting spirit quietly ignited.

"Chen Ping's disciple? To be this talented... Or did they use something on you?"

Upon confirming that Zhou Kai was just one step away from mastering the true essence, Luo Tong's expression turned extremely grim.

He had read Zhou Kai's information.

If the information is correct, then this young man is another martial arts prodigy.

But how can there be so many geniuses in this world?

"I don't believe it! Real strength in just two weeks? What have they been feeding you?" "Let me, on Chen Ping's behalf, weigh your fundamental methods!"

Luo Tong let out a low growl with a blank face, his hands like hooks and claws, tearing through the air as he grabbed at Zhou Kai's vital points.

But Zhou Kai's attention was not on him for the time being.

Because after Wei Bao said "I have no martial ethics", he slowly reached his hand into the lining.

The moment the other person reached for something, Zhou Kai had already drawn his sword horizontally, the massive blade completely protecting him from behind.

boom! boom! boom!
Gunshots rang out.

All six bullets struck Zhou Kai's sword.

Sparks exploded wildly on the sword, and every bullet was deflected with precision.

Bullets flew everywhere in the room, scaring Hu Yuan, who was huddled in the corner, to the point of covering his head and shrinking even tighter.

"Haha, what excellent swordsmanship!"

After missing all six shots, Wei Bao shook his head regretfully and casually threw the pistol on the ground.

The mockery on his face slowly faded.

The next second, he seemed to transform into a real tiger, charging towards Zhou Kai with a faint sound of wind and thunder!

Roar!
His movements were entirely based on the fundamental techniques of the Blue Leopard Style and the methods of Tiger Fist!

Wei Bao is at the peak of true strength.

After their first exchange, Zhou Kai already had a good idea of ​​what to expect.

If that palm strike was his full power, then he wasn't much stronger than Chen Ping...

As for Luo Tong, the information says he is a crippled True Strength cultivator, whose skills have fallen back to the limits of human ability.

He was able to dodge my surprise attack, which clearly shows he's much stronger than the intelligence indicated.

But this, too... is meaningless.

"It's time to truly unleash our full potential."

Zhou Kai looked at the two men who were attacking at the same time, his mind completely blank.

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind like lightning.

Swordsmanship level 3, Falcon Strike level 3, Mixed Martial Arts level 3, plus the enhancement from Chariot Marks.

In fact, his physical fitness had already reached the level of True Strength, even surpassing some so-called True Strength martial artists.

But he... just didn't have the real drive.

What exactly is missing?
How can we maintain consistency?
Zhou Kai actually knew the answer to this question long ago.

Because of the chariot's engravings, he had already experienced the immense power of that unified force.

It's actually quite simple to replicate this in martial arts.

"If I were to compare my limbs, muscles, meridians, and all my skills to a vast army... then before I launch my charge, they would all be scattered soldiers fighting their own battles."

"They need a commander, an absolute core, to integrate all the forces."

"And for me, to do this, all I need to do is..."

"Make one skill stand above all others!"

Zhou Kai drew his sword to meet Wei Bao.

Add points! Level 4 Falcon Strike!

The massive 48 experience points surged into the Falcon Strike skill's progress bar like a torrent.

[You have consumed 48 universal experience points, and your skill Falcon Slash has leveled up!]

【Falcon Striking Technique LV4 (0/100)】

[Because your Falcon Slash skill has reached level four, you have gained the trait: Enhanced Hand Skin]

[The control panel has been updated, please check it!]

The moment the subtitles appeared before my eyes, boom!

Zhou Kai felt something inside his body shatter.

An unprecedented force exploded from deep within the spine, surging wildly towards the limbs.

His muscles visibly swelled, and the skin on his palms instantly became rough and hard, as if covered with a layer of fine scales.

In a daze, he felt his hands transform into a pair of indestructible falcon claws.

That was impressive, it worked!
(End of this chapter)