Chapter 112: Chapter 112: Initial [5]
At this thought, a flash of excitent passed through Hu Qi’s eyes.
He was hunting that Lower-Rank Black Blood Species for two reasons. First, he had no love for these creatures, who were natural enemies of humanity.
Second, he wanted revenge for the trouble it had caused him.
After all, Hu Qi held a grudge.
Of course, there was also the side-goal of getting so blood to bring back for Camphor Tea Duck.
The Chaoyang Welfare Institute was not small.
But Hu Qi was extrely fast.
In just a few steps, he passed several gray-white buildings.
Then he arrived before a three-story building.
That cold, sinister aura belonging to a Black Blood Species was originating from here.
However, just as he was about to reach the door...
BOOM!
Suddenly, the tightly shut wooden door shattered with a bang, splinters flying everywhere.
A massive figure charged straight out, wrapped in a fierce gale, and ramd directly toward Hu Qi.
It was a massive, fat man with purplish-blue skin and crimson eyes.
With every step the fat man took, the ground trembled slightly.
"You lowly blood-food, I’ll tear you to shreds!"
Yet, facing this scene, Hu Qi’s expression was calm. He didn’t even spare the creature a glance, his gaze still fixed on the room inside.
Seeing this, the fat man’s heart burned with rage.
’Just a piece of blood-food, and it dares to ignore
like this.’
A savage grin spread across his face as he raised his hands into a defensive posture.
In an instant.
From within its body, ghastly white bone spurs pierced through its skin, forming a layer of bone armor over its body.
Sharp bone spurs protruded from its elbows and wrists as it charged directly at Hu Qi.
A solid hit would be enough to punch a huge hole through a steel plate.
Just before impact, Hu Qi raised a hand, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and threw a sudden punch.
The punch looked ordinary, with no terrifying power or spectacle.
But the next mont, fist t elbow.
BANG!
An invisible ripple of air blasted outward, sending the falling snowflakes scattering in all directions.
CRACK!
Suddenly, a crisp cracking sound was heard. The layer of bone armor covering the man’s body developed a ring of spiderweb cracks centered on Hu Qi’s fist.
Then, they violently split apart, shattered, and flew in all directions.
The fat body rippled like the surface of water, with one wave spreading after another.
Its bones, muscles, and fascia were instantly torn apart and shattered by this terrifying Power.
The fat man’s figure stiffened.
The savage expression on its face instantly turned to one of shock.
SPLURT!
The next mont, the fat man’s body, like a broken sack, sprayed blood as it was sent flying back twenty to thirty ters.
With a dull BANG...
...the gray-white wall trembled, and fine cracks spread across its surface.
The mont the man’s body slamd into the wall behind it, a series of pops and cracks, like a string of firecrackers, echoed out as its bones shattered.
In that instant, it was as if the massive body had suffered an unimaginable impact and compression.
Blood splattered, and the body turned into a nauseating paste of flesh and gore.
It was completely unrecognizable as a human form, sticking nauseatingly to the wall in a truly horrifying sight.
With a single punch, this Blood Slave—whose power was comparable to the Qi Blood Three Transformations Perfection and on the verge of another change—was deader than dead.
The scene was utterly shocking.
Due to his practice of Secret Martial Arts, Hu Qi’s bones had undergone a second growth spurt, and he stood over 1.8 ters tall.
While not short, compared to the over-two-ter-tall fat man, he was like a child next to an adult.
The visual contrast was so extre that, for a mont, a dead silence fell over the scene.
Hu Qi, however, didn’t relax in the slightest. He looked toward the room the fat man had burst out of.
SWOOSH!
The next mont, four figures rushed out, all lunging at Hu Qi.
There were n and won among them. If any of the orphans from the Chaoyang Welfare Institute were present...
...they would have recognized these people as several of the institute’s teachers.
Although their appearances differed slightly, the one thing they had in common was their Crimson eyes and sharp fangs.
Four against one. Any other Secret Martial Artist in the Qi Blood Realm would have only two options: flee in defeat or be killed.
Unfortunately for them, they were facing Hu Qi, who had already broken through to beco a mber of a Martial Arts Family. Such a pure gap in power could not be bridged by numbers alone.
It was like eggs against a rock; even a hundred eggs couldn’t crack a single stone.
Just as the figures closed in, a circular arc of pale blue light suddenly flashed in front of Hu Qi.
In an instant.
The four charging figures froze in place.
They exploded into a bloody mist that rained down on the ground.
With an indifferent expression, Hu Qi flicked the blood from his blade, stepped forward, and crushed a remaining half-skull underfoot as he continued onward.
From that direction, an unimaginable malice was locked tightly onto him.
"What a bunch of trash!"
Suddenly, a sigh rang out.
The next second, the sound of soft footsteps slowly erged.
It was a young woman with a delicate face, dressed in a long black gown.
"Hu Qi, is it? You truly surprise ."
Chen Yu didn’t spare the dead Blood Slaves a glance, as if in her eyes, they were nothing more than common trash on the ground.
She looked up at Hu Qi, studying him as if he were so rare specin.
"Oh? You know ?"
Hu Qi’s expression shifted slightly.
"You were the one who sent those two bastards after , weren’t you?"
"Correct. I just didn’t expect that after only a few months, you would reach such a level. If I had known, I would have dealt with you myself back then."
A faint, unreadable smile played on Chen Yu’s lips, her tone tinged with a hint of regret.
"However, it’s not too late to fix that mistake. What I didn’t expect was that you’d dare to co looking for . Who gave you the courage?"
As her voice fell, her figure suddenly vanished.
Hu Qi’s expression remained indifferent. He drew his blade in a backhanded slash.
BANG!
A muffled thud!
Hu Qi’s figure staggered, and he was actually sent flying.
In his place, Chen Yu, who had just disappeared, had reappeared.
Tendrils of black mist swirled around her, protecting her body.
The black mist seed alive, drifting slowly and causing the hem of her dress to billow.
At this mont, her hand was held up in a blocking motion.
Hu Qi’s slash had landed on her palm, but it had been blocked by the black mist, leaving her completely unhard.
"It’s useless. You can’t hurt ."
She smiled, her expression one of complete control.
"Is that so?"
Hu Qi smiled back.
GURGLE...
The Qi Blood True Strength in his body converged, emitting a roaring sound like crashing waves.
His body swelled slightly, growing from over 1.8 ters to nearly two ters in height.
The ferocious aura of a mber of a Martial Arts Family erupted from him without restraint.
In an instant, he seed to transform into a great sun, a blazing furnace.
Within a ten-ter radius, the accumulated snow on the ground and the flakes falling from the sky were instantly vaporized, disappearing without a trace.
"I hope you’re strong enough. It wouldn’t be any fun if I killed you with a single slash!"
Hu Qi let out a savage laugh.
He reversed his grip on the blade, holding it vertically before him. His knees bent slightly as he slowly crouched.
If one could see through him, they would find that every fiber and every muscle in Hu Qi’s body was like a spring coiled to its absolute limit.
Layer upon layer of terrifying power was accumulating.
"Hm?"
Chen Yu’s expression changed abruptly.
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