??Chapter 791: 413 Pursuit and Sideways Push (4100)_1
Chapter 791: 413 Pursuit and Sideways Push (4100)_1
Boom! Splish-splash…
After a column of water exploded, Yangyan’s silhouette quickly flew backward, skidding across the surface of the water. Each contact left behind a pool of blood, only stopping when he could hardly balance his figure, before spewing a large mouthful of fresh blood. Since joining the organization, Yangyan had never been as miserable or weak as he was today.
His qi seed crushed, his speed and strength unable to compete. Even the secret martial art he had cultivated seed to be overshadowed. What’s even more absurd is his combat experience: appearing to be in his early twenties, Bai Kui’s moves were incredibly experienced. He had his own streamlined structure.
With each punch thrown, it was like invasion and plunder, essence, qi, and spirit rged into one. Every action carried a certain domineering sense of boxing and spiritual will.
It’s unmistakably a realm of a boxing master that could only be achieved after decades of practice.
By using the disc to explosively enhance his physical strength, and increase the power of his boxing by at least fifty percent more than before, Yangyan still was repeatedly beaten by Casio and forced into a flee. His skeleton was numb, his muscles constantly trembling. However, Yangyan could not avoid those tricky attacks.
As long as he couldn’t withstand one punch, he would die!
This recurring suspense of teetering between life and death caused an unstoppable tremor in Yangyan’s heart, further combined with his Qi getting crushed by Casio’s power.
He now felt a deep sense of fear in his heart, the idea of escaping was infinitely magnified, his initial confidence totally gone.
“Thump, thump, thump…”
The sound of pursuit ca from behind, like a large elephant running through the water, its steps heavy and terrifying. Large sprays of water splashed all around.
Yangyan’s neck hairs stood on end, his body trembling.
He felt a numbness in his tailbone, a strong sense of danger rushing from his back directly to his brain. Yangyan urgently threw himself forward—where he had been standing, a giant fist was landed, causing a blast.
Bang! Mud, water, and debris exploded, so even reached up to five or six ters in the air. It was the ti of dusk, the orange setting sun shining diagonally, casting a rainbow on the river surface.
The rainbow vanished in a flash amidst the rain and mist, the two figures swiftly chasing each other in the river were like two hippos causing a huge commotion. On the banks of the river, residents pushed open their windows, craning their necks to look down below. Upon seeing the two intertwined water dragons swimming upstream, they cried out in astonishnt. anwhile, so unlucky ones, despite being far away, were hit on the head by flying debris, causing minor injuries, they quickly closed their windows out of fear.
If you look down from a high altitude, a portion of Florence’s silver inner-city river now appears murky.
As if a mud-yellow python was winding towards the end of the sixth area.
The physique of fighters of their level was beyond human, even moving upstream was faster than ships sailing with the wind.
The scenery on both sides of the river bank had changed from the original square wooden residential buildings to remote woods. There were river banks filled with sand and stones, green grasslands, and steep cliffs.
Bang!
A blood-red silhouette burst out from the water, like a nimble flying fish, drawing a long arc, directly grabbing the uneven cliff and climbing up swiftly like a spider.
Leaving behind a stain of rich and winding blood trace on the cliff surface.
In just a second or two, another column of water shot into the sky. With two leaps, Casio reached the top of the cliff, standing at the end, he quietly gazed into the woods.
Behind him was the sunset of the dusk, his face with distinct features was filled with deep shadows. His gaze was indifferent, as if watching a dying man’s struggle. He stepped forward, the temperature around his body beca so hot that his clothes started to steam, with white vapor rising into the sky.
Just by walking five or six ters into the woods, Casio’s clothes were already dry. He stepped again, charging straight in.
At this mont, inside the forest, Underground Experint Site of the Organization.
Under the guidance of Candle Soul, two old gentlen were visiting the latest research results of the experintal field. One of the old n was bald, and the other was in a suit.
The bald man, Louis, was a senior council mber. By his side stood a middle-aged man with white hair, tied into a small braid at the back of his head. While his looks were ordinary, his sea-blue eyes shimred with a mysterious glow.
The elderly gentleman in the suit, Belly, was a duke from the royal family, and by his side was a burly young man dressed in aristocratic attire with a shiny silver rapier at his waist.
The hilt of the rapier was adorned with intricate patterns, resembling branches and buds.
It looked incredibly stunning and refined.
Both the white-haired man and the rapier man were undoubtedly high-level experts—the Shadow Hunters nurtured by the Red Li Council and, respectively, the Imperial Royal Family.
“This way.”
In the grey rectangular corridor, torches were set up on the wall, the burning red flas providing light. Candle Soul was leading the way, around and around they walked to a single jail cell which had a part of the wall substituted with sothing made of a glass-like material. From outside, you could see the inside, whereas from the inside, you couldn’t see out.
The five of them stopped walking, the bald and the suited old n looked at Candle Soul. Candle Soul knocked on the semi-transparent wall, and suddenly its state transitioned from fuzzy to clear. Inside was a neatly dressed human, judging by his body shape and appearance, he could be recognized as the tramp who had been experinted on. Except for now, his beard and hair were all shaved off, wearing new clothing, he looked like a regular citizen of Florence city.
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