Under One Person: The End of Technique, Company Building

Ma Hong's charge was incredibly powerful.

His golden arms swung like two bronze pillars, whistling through the air as they slammed directly into Shen Chong's face.

This move is completely devoid of any fancy techniques; it relies purely on brute force and speed, maximizing the advantages of external martial arts training.

Shen Chong's pupils contracted slightly. He touched the ground with his toes and retreated three or four meters, barely avoiding Ma Hong's punch.

The punch missed its target and landed on the dirt road with a muffled thud, sending shards of stone flying and creating a crater the size of a washbasin in the ground.

"Such domineering punching power." Shen Chong's eyes darkened.

He dared not underestimate the group of people in front of him anymore.

Although this burly man with a square face looked rugged, his punch just now was perfectly timed in terms of both speed and force, and he was definitely not just a brute with brute strength.

On the other side, Jiang Bai didn't rush to make a move. Instead, he slowly took out a small box the size of a palm from his pocket and tossed it into the air.

The small box opened automatically in mid-air, and seven or eight metal butterflies of different colors flew out. They were as thin as cicada wings and shimmered with a cold luster in the sunlight.

The butterflies made a very soft sound as they flapped their wings, but all the extraordinary people present could sense that each of them carried a faint tracking aura. Once locked on, they would be caught even if the person fled ten miles away.

And Meng Xiaoxiao moved.

The hem of her sports sweatshirt moved without any wind, and seven or eight streams of water, each about the thickness of a finger, suddenly gushed out from the wet ground beneath her feet. These streams of water seemed to have a life of their own, weaving together in the air to form a water net that rushed towards Xia He.

Xia He smiled charmingly, her figure as swift as a black lightning bolt. She slipped through the gaps in the water net the instant it closed, landing lightly three meters away.

"Little sister, your water-based techniques are quite good, but your control is still a bit lacking." Xia He's voice was soft and sweet, and it seemed to have a strange charm to people's ears.

As she spoke, her unique aura began to spread outwards, filling the air with a faint, sweet fragrance, like the scent of flowers, yet also like something more primal and dangerous.

That was Xia He's innate ability—the Breathing Muscle.

This ability is not limited to men or women. Once the mind is invaded by that Qi, an uncontrollable desire will arise for her body. At best, the mind will waver; at worst, the person will become a puppet at her mercy.

Meng Xiaoxiao immediately sensed something was wrong. The sweet fragrance entered her nose, and her heart suddenly skipped a beat. Random images uncontrollably surfaced in her mind.

She bit her tongue hard, and the sharp pain cleared her eyes again.

"Don't smell it!" she shouted at Ma Hong and Jiang Bai.

Ma Hong immediately held his breath, but his hand movements were inevitably a beat slower.

Shen Chong seized the opportunity and struck him on the shoulder with a palm. Although it did not injure any vital organs, it knocked him back four or five steps.

Jiang Bai's situation wasn't much better. Although he managed to hold his breath in time, Xia He's alluring aura seemed to spread not only through breathing but also through her skin.

The flight paths of his metal butterflies became noticeably erratic, losing the precise control they had displayed earlier.

Although the three members of Quanxing were outnumbered, they were all highly experienced fighters.

The title of "Four Madmen" is indeed well-deserved.

Lu Liang didn't lead the charge, but instead roamed the flanks. Xia He, as the main controller, used her breathing technique to control the entire field, while Shen Chong was the main force that directly confronted the enemy.

In a three-on-three match, the Department of Extraordinary Persons quickly found itself at a disadvantage.

It's not that Ma Hong and his team are weak, but Xia He's Breathing Muscles are just too effective against melee fighters.

Ma Hong's powerful and expansive martial arts style made him the most formidable attacker, but because he was closest to Xia He, he was also most affected by the muscle tension, which reduced the speed and power of his punches.

Jiang Bai's metal butterflies, under the interference of the bewitching aura, basically lost their accuracy and could only barely maintain their control over Liu Yanyan.

Meng Xiaoxiao wasn't greatly affected by Mei Gu. She was a girl, and Xia He's Xi Ji technique was less effective for women.

However, she had to deal with the harassment from Xia He and Lü Liang at the same time, and also had to protect Xiao Li at the back of the team, so she was struggling to keep up.

After forcing Ma Hong back with a punch, Shen Chong did not continue to pursue him. Instead, he took a step back and looked across the battle circle, landing on the person standing at the courtyard gate.

Zhuge Qi.

From the start of the battle until now, Zhuge Qi has not moved an inch.

He stood there unhurriedly, his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses as calm as if he were watching a basketball game that had nothing to do with him.

Shen Chong frowned.

He had been in the Quanxing organization for so many years and had seen all kinds of opponents, but there were only two possibilities for someone as calm as Zhuge Qi.

One is faking it, the other is that they really have something to hide.

Shen Chong's intuition told him that the person in front of him was most likely the latter.

However, since the opponent hasn't made a move, we can't break the deadlock in the short term. We also have to be wary of a sudden, swift attack from the opponent, which would put us in an extremely passive position.

"We can't delay any longer," Shen Chong thought to himself quickly.

Although they have the upper hand now, this is a territory that can be reached anywhere, and the longer it drags on, the more unpredictable things will become.

If there are other people from Na Du Tong nearby, or if Zhuge Qi has some other tricks up his sleeve, the situation could turn around at any time.

He made a decision without hesitation.

"Xia He, help me hold him back!" Shen Chong shouted in a low voice, and then his whole body shot out like an arrow, bypassing Ma Hong's defenses and rushing straight towards Zhuge Qi.

His judgment was simple—to catch the thief, first catch the king.

Although these three staff members were quite capable, they were clearly centered around this young section chief.

Once we take him down, everyone else will be hesitant to act, and the attack will naturally crumble on its own.

Xia He immediately understood Shen Chong's intention. The alluring aura emanating from her body suddenly surged several times over, and a strong, sweet fragrance spread as if it were a tangible substance.

Ma Hong and Jiang Bai both groaned at the same time, their minds filled with surging desires, causing them to freeze in their tracks, unable to stop Shen Chong any longer.

Shen Chong was extremely fast, covering a distance of more than ten meters in the blink of an eye.

During his sprint, he mobilized all the Qi in his body, and a strange dark red light appeared on his right palm, which was the core of his technique - "Swallowing Qi Hand".

As long as it touches the opponent's body, it can forcibly absorb the opponent's vital energy, which can render the opponent unable to move for a short time or even destroy the opponent's cultivation.

He used all his strength in that palm strike.

And what about Zhuge Qi?

He didn't move.

He handed the document he had taken from the car to Xiao Li, who was also looking calm and collected, behind him.

"Could you get this for me?" he said.

Then, Zhuge Qi raised his right hand.

The movement was neither hurried nor slow; the index and middle fingers were joined together and lightly traced a line in front of the body.

"The character 'Kun' represents the Earth River Chariot."