Could this line of thought be called—Extraordinary Martial Arts?!
At this mont, countless inspirations erupted in Lu Yuan’s mind; thousands of thoughts rose and perished. His eyes shone as brightly as stars, and it seed an unprecedented path was slowly unfurling before him...
"Aren’t you going to take action?!"
Song Cong stared at the large "S-" on the light screen, the rating displayed after assessing the combined strength of Bearman and the Moly Demon. He whipped his head around, his eyes fixed intently on Su Zhaohui.
Su Zhaohui’s lips were pressed into a thin line, his gaze turbulent. His hands hung at his sides, yet he couldn’t bring himself to raise them.
"Wait a little longer... just a little longer..."
Song Cong took a deep breath, apparently trying to calm his agitated emotions. Looking back at Su Zhaohui, he said in a tone of utter disbelief, "I think you’ve gone mad!"
.....
Bearman’s gaze fell upon a long-haired teenager standing not far away, his head slightly lowered, remaining silent.
"Thank you," he said softly. This was the second ti he had thanked the teenager.
"If it weren’t for you, I don’t think I would have discovered I still possessed this kind of ability..." Bearman strode towards the teenager, speaking as he went. "Nor would I have advanced to S-level."
Bearman lifted one of his hands, looking at it with an extrely satisfied expression, as if admiring a perfect piece of exquisite craftsmanship.
He suddenly stomped his foot.
A terrifying force slamd into the ground, spreading rapidly outwards along the surface...
KRAKA—BOOM!
As the concrete ground cracked rapidly, several combat chs at the end of the fissures exploded into showers of sparks.
This power far surpassed that of the Moly Demon from before. The invisible aura of power radiating from his every move seed to affect all onlookers like a magnetic field. Even the new bloods, watching from a considerable distance, found it hard to breathe, their scalps tingling.
It was utterly terrifying!
"This feeling... it’s just too wonderful..."
Bearman retracted his gaze, letting it fall back upon the teenager before him. He twisted his lips into a savage grin, his expression quickly turning ferocious. He appeared to be laughing, but his smile was thick with cruel intent.
"To express my sincere gratitude, I’ve decided to make you the first person I kill after my promotion to S-level. Consider yourself honored, kid..."
After speaking, Bearman raised his hand and clenched his fist. His malford bones and muscles writhed all over his body. Dreadful power surged in waves, and the atmosphere in the arena instantly beca oppressive. It felt as if the atmospheric pressure had plumted, becoming so heavy it was hard to breathe.
"Aren’t you going to act?!"
Inside the Fly Shuttle, Song Cong almost roared these words!
Su Zhaohui’s lips twitched violently. The light in his eyes died, replaced by a flicker of resignation.
He said nothing, reaching for the activation button of the Sword of Judgent. But just as his fingers were about to touch the launch key, he suddenly froze.
Song Cong froze as well.
Both of them clearly saw it.
On the light screen, the long-haired teenager, who had remained motionless with his head bowed since the beginning... finally lifted his head.
.....
"Die!"
Bearman cackled ferociously, his fist raised, about to smash down on the teenager who was a good head shorter than him.
The hearts of all the new bloods watching leaped into their throats, their hands clenching instinctively.
However, just then...
Lu Yuan finally looked up.
His waist-length black hair stirred without a wind. His eyes were dazzlingly bright.
An indescribable ripple of energy spread out from him, instantly engulfing the entire area. In the next instant, the consciousness of everyone present, Bearman included, montarily blurred.
Before their eyes, the sky seed to plunge into an instantaneous night. A massive, brilliant full moon hung high. Beneath the full moon, the black Netherworld River flowed silently.
Soon, the river began to boil. Tens of thousands of crows burst forth from it, obscuring the entire sky in the blink of an eye...
In the real world, the air within dozens of ters around Lu Yuan began to warp. Then, all this distorted air surged towards him.
His entire being seed to emanate an intense radiance, becoming almost blinding. An invisible, warping power completely enveloped his body.
He took a step and abruptly materialized in the air above Bearman. His long hair flew high behind him, fully revealing the blood-red lotus-eye pattern on his back.
His expression serene, he looked down from above and gently tapped a fist against Bearman’s forehead.
After the punch landed, Lu Yuan’s figure vanished, reappearing on the ground.
Behind him, the more than three-ter-tall Bearman stood in a daze, a strange ’gek-gek-gek’ sound gurgling in his throat.
Then...
BOOM!
He exploded into a shower of gore and debris that filled the air.
The shockwave from the explosion billowed Lu Yuan’s long hair. He never looked back, his gaze fixed intently on the fist he had just used, a flicker of fascination in his eyes.
[Congratulations on successfully comprehending a new skill!]
On the Fighter panel, a newly unlocked skill point shone brilliantly.
This skill was positioned even higher than the Sure-kill Skill and True Intention.
It was nearly on par with [Netherworld River Notification of Death] on the [Death Teller (Extraordinary)] panel.
The na of this new skill was—
[Super Kill—Thousand Crows Singing at The Moon]!
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