A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Chapter 83 Tigers and wolves leap with excitement, the first test reveals all.

BOOM BOOM BOOM!!

Puffs of smoke billowed down, denting the roof of the car.

Guan Luoyang took a step and spun around, weaving through the smoke trails and leaping onto the rooftops of many vehicles.

He wasn't prepared to fully utilize his speed advantage in front of Fan Minzhi and the others, so his dodges looked quite dangerous, almost like they were just a hair's breadth away from each other.

The falling smoke repeatedly brushed past his leaping figure; sometimes, he had barely moved when the purple smoke had already landed in the same spot.

But his dodging wasn't entirely without strategy.

The vehicles parked around the intersection are arranged in a near-crescent shape to block the intersection, and Yun Youbai is now basically inside the crescent.

Guan Luoyang jumped around and dodged, but the distance between them didn't actually increase much.

The moment the smoke around Yun Youbai thinned slightly, Guan Luoyang gathered his strength in his feet, leaned forward, and as the car window beneath his feet shattered, his figure swept across the roof of the car for more than ten meters diagonally, leaping in front of Yun Youbai.

With a push of his palm, he aimed at Yun Youbai's face. Before the palm even actually hit, the wind pressure several inches in front of his palm had already created a hole in the purple smoke.

Yun Youbai leaned back, his black-painted metal arm tilting to one side, the power in his hand like the weight of a bow arched with immense potential energy, deflecting Guan Luoyang's palm strike.

At the same time, his feet moved as if he were lame, alternating between feints and solid steps, and with each change, he created distance between himself and others.

The limbs, cast in metal, are clearly much heavier and stiffer than the flesh of an ordinary person, but when actually controlled by a martial artist, they move with remarkable fluidity and agility.

In comparison, the actions of most ordinary people seem cumbersome and heavy.

Yun Youbai moved with unparalleled speed, his feet gliding across the puddle-strewn road with barely a sound, except for the slight creaking of the ripped holes in his trousers at the knees.

It wasn't as if he was expending energy to complete the movement; it was more as if the ground and the raindrops drifting in the air were propelling him forward.

True Spirit Machines are able to stand completely apart from all other types of machines in the world, not only because of the difference in their driving energy, but also because of the charm of this human creation that has been supplemented by humans. It has a dynamism that far surpasses any other type of machine.

Its strange beauty, which originated in this era yet seems to be ahead of its time, was completely downgraded in the hands of people like Black Spider and Yan Xiong. Only when it came to the hands of a martial artist like Yun Youbai did it finally show some of its charm.

"good!"

Guan Luoyang also felt refreshed and moved as if riding a tiger, pouncing out again.

As he set off, he pushed outward with his left hand and pulled back and released his right fist, using a drilling and twisting motion, moving slightly upward at an angle. The trajectory of his arm movement resembled a spiraling spear, exuding an aura of determination to kill anyone in front of him, whether it be a person, iron, a tiger, or an Arhat.

Yun Youbai spread his arms wide, and the slightly scattered and thin smoke around him seemed to be split in two by his action.

The purple smoke, like two long, billowing sleeves, swept forward, guided by the metal arms.

With the mechanical arm in front, it rolled and slapped to block Guan Luoyang's punch, while the long purple sleeve of the other hand struck Guan Luoyang's face.

Smoke is invisible and intangible, making it difficult to completely block, yet it can serve as a carrier of Yun Youbai's power.

As soon as the smoke from the sleeve touches your face, the slight force will immediately stimulate the sensitive nerves on your face, causing you to involuntarily loosen your breathing.

The powerful anesthetic gas, which can take effect in less than 0.5 seconds, acts directly on the central nervous system. Once inhaled, no matter what kind of modified martial artist, they will not be able to withstand it.

Even after learning that Guan Luoyang had single-handedly killed Wang Qing and his three brothers, Yun Youbai still regarded him as a minor figure, a talent worth recruiting, because he believed that he still had the strength and influence to look down on Guan Luoyang.

Most gangs fear his decapitation tactics, but Yun Youbai is not afraid at all.

However, just as the purple sleeve was about to hit his face, Guan Luoyang exhaled and spoke, his hands moving like Tai Chi, stirring and pushing.

Visible fine ripples of air, along with this syllable and a single arm movement, burst forth from in front of Guan Luoyang's face, and even from the front of his entire body.

Within a three-foot-wide space, even the smallest particles of air and dust within a three-foot radius are under Guan Luoyang's control. Whether the air is calm or turbulent, it all changes in the blink of an eye.

The long sleeves of purple smoke were immediately blown back by the strong wind carrying a lot of rain.

Startled, Yun Youbai had just managed to control the smoke with his willpower when he saw Guan Luoyang straighten his back, raise his hand to the sky, flip his palm, and stride forward with a powerful stride, his long arm chasing after him.

The surrounding air currents roared and exploded, the wind accelerated, and the torrential rain poured down with a howling sound.

Boom! ! !

Yun Youbai flew off the road and landed near the flowering trees, splashing wet mud and raindrops as her feet touched the ground.

The wisps of smoke and mist that remained between vehicles on the road lost control and were quickly dispersed by the torrential rain.

Guan Luoyang caught up through the rain and lingering smoke, unleashing a barrage of punches with both hands. The raindrops exploded upon contact with his fists, and the force of his punches was as fierce as thunder and artillery fire.

Yun Youbai had just been sent flying by his Great Slamming Hand, leaving half a palm print on each of his black metal arms. Any enemy from before would have been demoralized and routed.

But this burly-looking gang leader burst into laughter, stimulating the solid medicine in his arms to release thick smoke once again.

His laughter didn't contain much excitement, nor did it show any bitterness of surprise or panic; it was simply generous and loud.

This is his signature laugh, and it is precisely through this signature habit that he maintains his belief that he can remain undefeated even when he is in retreat, boosts his morale, and inspires his spirit.

This time, the smoke released by Yun Youbai was all contained on his arms, truly resembling two large, glossy purple sleeves. Combined with his Heavenly Net Hand technique, he retreated step by step under Guan Luoyang's relentless pursuit, holding firm without losing ground.

Only after transcending the stages of Emptiness and Aura, and reaching the stage of Power Formation, can a transformed martial artist be considered to have firmly established themselves in the realm of "Borrowing Power from All Things," possessing extraordinary resilience and no longer needing to worry about regressing or falling in realm due to psychological blows.

This stability and ease also means that the modified martial artist has the leeway to combine their own momentum with other techniques.

Dugu Hao, for example, possessed a Vajra Palm technique honed over many years, which was quite remarkable. If he had only used this palm technique to entangle the enemy, Guan Luoyang might not have been able to take his life at that time.

But he was used to being fierce and ruthless. Caught off guard, he lost control of his mind after losing two brothers who had fought alongside him. In order to achieve a more extreme, or even doubled, level of destructive power, he unleashed an immature electromagnetic cannon fist technique.

At that time, skills like the Vajra Palm had to be temporarily abandoned, leaving no room for their application.

Once a martial artist has achieved mastery of their power, this flaw is eliminated. The fighting techniques they originally learned can be seamlessly integrated with their own power, working together and complementing each other.

The billowing white clouds and the magnificent, rosy clouds perfectly served as an expansion and extension of his own combat skills.

His Heavenly Net Hand technique was originally derived from Sun Bin's Fist, a Chinese martial art. There is a saying that "Sun Bin left behind the Long Sleeve Fist, with 360 hands connected." By using the concealment and softness of the sleeves in the fist technique, it can be made to defend against attacks that are airtight and watertight.

Guan Luoyang, like a series of exploding artillery shells, chased from the road to the flowers, trees, and soil. Within seconds, he threw dozens of punches powerful enough to pierce a car, all of which were blocked by Yun Youbai as he retreated. This showed that his Heavenly Net Hand technique was so meticulous that it could actually be used to block a mortar.

However, he was retreating, and the retreat was becoming increasingly unstoppable. His feet plowed and turned over the wet soil and water on the ground, and even his face was splashed with mud.

What made Yun Youbai's heartstrings twitch with fear was that when his true spiritual energy passed through his arms, he could increasingly hear a kind of static, as if it were a poor connection or a weak signal.

In those few seconds, every collision between the fist and the metal arm represented a burst of noise.

Although the powerful punches on the surface were repeatedly blocked, a highly penetrating force originating from the low-frequency force exerted by the bones was penetrating layer by layer from Guan Luoyang's fists into Yun Youbai's mechanical limbs.

Yun Youbai's laughter lasted for a few seconds, but then it became dry, intermittent, and eventually stopped abruptly.

Because his hands were suddenly locked by Guan Luoyang's change of move, his hands, which had transformed into claws, each clamped onto one of his wrists.

The two people's eyes were less than 1.5 meters apart, which is an extremely dangerous distance.

Yun Youbai's eyelids tightened, and he subconsciously unleashed all his true spiritual energy to compete with Guan Luoyang. He tried to lift his feet three times using the Sun Bin Fist technique, but Guan Luoyang saw through his feints and blocked them with his foot.

With their arms locked together and their feet clashing three times, Guan Luoyang let out a soft shout, lowered his waist and exerted force, grabbing Yun Youbai's two mechanical arms with both hands, as if controlling the two handles of a large cart, pushing Yun Youbai forward at high speed.

Their battles unfolded rapidly. Whether it was Yun Youbai's crushing defeat of Fan Minzhi's men or Guan Luoyang's intervention to turn the tide, both were complex battles fought within an extremely tight timeframe.

From the moment Yun Youbai fell into a disadvantageous position until now, only a few seconds have passed.

At this time, the battle between Gu Daoyuan and his group and Su Yucheng and his group was not even over yet.

The gunfight between the flowering trees was just coming to an end when Gao Da turned to the side and saw a dark figure crashing into him.

He originally intended to throw a punch, but suddenly recognized Yun Youbai. His fist hesitated for a moment, and he wanted to change his attack to a block, but Yun Youbai had already bumped into him.

This collision alone isn't actually a big deal.

When True Spirit Electric Energy is activated, a person's flesh and blood will also be enhanced to a certain extent. Someone of Gao Dacai's level would not be seriously injured even if he were hit head-on by a speeding motorcycle.

However, when Yun Youbai's back bumped into Gao Dacai's front, his shoulders suddenly shrugged backward.

The tall and talented man lived up to his name, taller and taller than Yun Youbai. When his shoulders shrugged, they bumped into the ends of his thick collarbones, and he immediately felt as if someone had taken two red-hot iron hammers and slammed them into him.

His bones snapped, and he suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, as if his lungs were being squeezed. Gao Dacai didn't even get a word out before he passed out and his body slammed backward.

Yun Youbai sensed the change behind him and knew something was wrong.

When Guan Luoyang used his arms to injure him, he exerted all his strength and struggled fiercely.

At this moment, others also noticed the scene unfolding here.

Hu Buxi, standing beneath a pink, gnarled flowering tree, raised his hands, and two slivers of cold light sliced ​​through the rain, arcing around the clouds and heading straight for Guan Luoyang.

There were two playing cards. Even as they spun rapidly, you could still vaguely see that one had a black suit and the other had a red suit.

Guan Luoyang could tell at a glance that the two playing cards wouldn't hit him; they would only collide in front of him.

This may seem like Hu Buxi's mistake, but in battle, Guan Luoyang never underestimates any enemy.

The instant Yun Youbai broke free, bronze patterns flashed across his palm, and with a thunderous and swift motion, he cleaved between two playing cards.

The two playing cards, propelled by the swift airflow of the attack, veered off course and followed the trajectory of Guan Luoyang's palm strike, flying towards Yun Youbai.

Yun Youbai's expression changed drastically, and he raised his arms in front of him to block.

Guan Luoyang's figure suddenly retreated, and he withdrew.

Two playing cards collided.

Boom—

Hu Buxi's playing cards have metal borders and the center is made of a mineral with explosive properties. Each card has a magnetic protective film on its surface, making it very safe and even usable for playing poker games.

However, when it comes to using them in battle, the intensely fluctuating true spiritual energy will damage the magnetized coating the moment the playing cards are released, causing the minerals used to make the playing cards to return to an unstable state.

If two playing cards of a specific suit and rank collide, they can unleash destructive power comparable to a single landmine.

His card skills were honed through countless trials, or rather, they could be described as exceptionally gifted.

Even when he was just an ordinary person who had not undergone surgical modifications, he was already able to use the wrist strength of an average teenage boy to cut open a durian with playing cards and into a full can.

When Hu Buxi climbed to the position of one of the five tigers of Tao Zhu Group, even a wind speed of level nine could not affect the trajectory of his cards within fifty meters.

According to his prediction, these two playing cards should severely injure Guan Luoyang, while Yun Youbai, who already knew about his special skill, would have enough time to defend himself and would only suffer minor injuries.

But how could he possibly know all the mysteries of the Zhou Tian Dao Field, which he had mastered after completing the four stages of training, and with the guidance of the Azure Bird's primordial energy?

When the playing cards exploded, Guan Luoyang was almost unharmed, while Yun Youbai rolled away with smoke rising from his arms.

Hu Buxi asked in surprise, "Yun..."

At the foot of Luoyang, the damp soil bursts open like a lotus flower in bloom, chasing the white clouds.

Hu Buxi didn't have time to waste words. He threw out playing cards, and Gu Daoyuan suddenly turned around and fired two guns.

Guan Luoyang used the plum blossom footwork, twisting and turning like a stream winding around a mountain, avoiding all obstruction, and then kicked three times in succession.

Yun Youbai let out a shout that sounded like both laughter and scream. Even though he was seriously injured, his Heavenly Net Hand still managed to block two kicks.

By the third step, the joints of the mechanical arms were visibly damaged, and the right arm was even stuck and stiff.

But his out-of-control left arm still managed to block the third kick.

The empty mechanical arm slid over, providing comprehensive protection, which even surprised Guan Luoyang.

That was no longer a machine driven by electricity, but purely the power of will and intention, remotely controlling metal objects to block this attack.

Yun Youbai successfully blocked the three kicks, but the remaining force sent him flying into the air, and he suddenly roared.

"I surrender!!!!"

This was a roar he gave with all his might.

But what's the use of admitting defeat? Fan Minzhi is young, and although he is not mature enough, he is already quite ruthless like his father. He will not let him off just because he admits defeat.

Guan Luoyang goes without saying.

They wouldn't care whether Yun Youbai admitted defeat or not, but surprisingly, someone actually did care.

In that instant, Lang Feiyan guessed Yun Youbai's intention, and couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration and emotion.

"Unexpectedly, even under these circumstances, Yun Lao Er was able to remain calm and clear-headed, making this judgment. He must have known all along that that person would be watching this battle."

She was the first to guess.

Guan Luoyang was the first to feel it.

As Yun Youbai shouted that he was admitting defeat, a heavy and restrained "aura" emanated from the not-so-high mountaintop in front of them.

The wind and rain filled the sky, the ground was damp, blood flowed everywhere, and fallen trees were scattered. Yet, an indescribable aura, like a scent untouched by wind and rain, drifted over in an instant.

Guan Luoyang looked up and saw a white-haired figure on the mountain road, rushing towards him.

"Oh!"

Guan Luoyang moved.

Hu Buxi and Gu Daoyuan were still trying their best to rescue him, but they were not as fast as a figure that swept across the barbed wire.

"stop!!"

The two figures arrived beside Yun Youbai, and then the rain in that area burst out in all directions.

Guan Luoyang landed easily, took a few steps backward, and returned to the road.

The person who came from the hillside, which was over a hundred meters high, caught Yun Youbai's body as she fell.

This person looked to be under thirty, but already had a full head of white hair, the strands of which stood up firmly, with only the ends curving slightly in all directions. He wore a black trench coat with hexagonal screw-shaped decorative buttons, and both hands were covered with black cotton gloves.

Standing by the roadside, Fan Minzhi blurted out, "Brother-in-law."

—Liu Jingtang, the leader of the Five Tigers and Four Valiant Warriors.

Yun Youbai looked at the man's face, his throat gurgled twice, blood gushed out and flowed down his beard, his breath gradually weakened, but his unwilling eyes remained open.

He tilted his head to try and catch a glimpse of Guan Luoyang, his mind filled with intense hatred and regret for not personally recruiting Guan Luoyang because of his so-called pride.

Liu Jingtang lowered his eyes, watching him die, then looked up at Guan Luoyang for a moment.

"Since the second brother has conceded defeat, there's no need to continue this match. Daoyuan, Buxi, since you've chosen sides, you've both conceded defeat now."

Hu Buxi and Gu Daoyuan exchanged glances, looking at Guan Luoyang with great apprehension, before finally lowering their heads: "Yes, we admit it."

"Then you two come with me to see the chairman later. Minzhi, you take Gao Dacai to the hospital."

Liu Jingtang left with Yun Youbai's body, and Gu Daoyuan and Hu Buxi followed.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Yun Youbai's men put down their guns and pretended to surrender.

Fan Minzhi approached Guan Luoyang and thanked him in a low voice, but she still couldn't completely suppress the excitement and joy in her eyes.

Guan Luoyang simply smiled, his left hand behind his back, pinching his knuckles, watching their departing figures with a hint of regret.

One is far from enough!

However, it won't be long before it's over.

………………

The heavy rain gradually subsided, which is typical of the weather in Singapore and Malaysia. There are often sudden downpours in the afternoon, which come and go quickly.

Of the four heroes, Ge Shu and Han Yongzhi's groups arrived relatively quickly, but by the time they arrived, the event was almost over.

After a brief chat, some of the men on the truck stayed behind to occupy the area, clean up the mess, and transport the wounded away.

On the road, the wheels rolled quickly, splashing up a puddle of water.

"Brother Guan, you did a great job! You did a great job! Their businesses are doomed now..."

Once only "one of our own" were left in the car, Fan Minzhi stopped being so reserved. She held a towel in her hand, wiping the rain off her head, and smiled broadly.

"My coming-of-age ceremony is at the end of next month. You absolutely have to come. I'll show you just how big my business will be in the future. Oh, and make sure you arrange your schedule, just in case something unexpected happens."

Sitting in the back seat, Guan Luoyang rested his elbows on the edge of the car window, looking at the scenery outside, and replied, "Okay, I will definitely go."

(End of this chapter)