When Yu Ye first heard her Master's plan, she had been somewhat reluctant. After all, she truly had no experience with this sort of illicit affair, and she feared that one wrong word from her might cause Master's plan to fall short at the last hurdle.
Crazy Night had very much wanted to take part, but unfortunately, Yu Ye had not given her the chance.
In the room on the right was a remote-controlled player Ji Qinglin had arranged for the peddler to place there after booking the rooms. From beginning to end, no one had been in that room.
After bringing the weapons and protective gear they might need, Yu Ye looked at the Poison Caltrops loaded into the Taser and asked:
"Master, it might already be two against one. Would using this be a little lacking in Martial Morality?"
"Martial Morality is something the living talk about. If you feel guilty, apologize to his corpse after you kill him."
Thus, after having the Coal Boss confirm that Duan Tianpeng was in the room, master and disciple began their performance of "A Great Master Produces a Great Disciple."
Duan Tianpeng had, after all, been a burglar for many years. Though he had leaped out the window with his body bound, and Treading Snow to Seek Plum Blossoms came tearing through the wind right afterward, he still did not lose his composure despite his shock.
He hurriedly kicked off the wall and dodged to the side, barely evading the kick aimed straight for his throat.
But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the calf that had swept past him suddenly hooked back and kicked his shoulder. The black, graceful figure used the force to flip over, then brought down another leg viciously toward Duan Tianpeng's head.
With his arms bound, Duan Tianpeng could not handle this sudden change of moves. He could only turn his head aside and take the blow head-on with his shoulder.
Bang—
With a dull thud, the black figure smashed Duan Tianpeng heavily to the ground. The instant his feet landed, cracks spread through the ground around him.
After realizing his opponent was a woman, Duan Tianpeng had assumed he could withstand that move in midair. Yet he had not expected the power of that altered kick to be scarcely weaker than Treading Snow to Seek Plum Blossoms.
Only after the two landed did Duan Tianpeng get a clear look at her face. Sure enough, she was the beautiful female disciple from Ji's General Store. Clad in tight black clothing, she stared at him with a cold expression without blinking. It seemed she had no intention of talking.
Other than climbing onto the rooftops, the alley had only two paths, front and back. Yu Ye had already blocked Duan Tianpeng's way forward, while the route behind him required passing by that General Store.
He hardly believed that a master and disciple capable of setting up such a trap had not arranged any obstacles around their own General Store.
Moreover, Duan Tianpeng could already feel numbness and soreness spreading through his right hand. Under normal circumstances, he would not have cared, but the poison he had suffered at the West Chang District chairman's home had yet to be completely purged. Being poisoned again now was no different from adding frost to snow. The longer this dragged on, the more unfavorable it would become for him.
With that thought, Duan Tianpeng broke free of the ropes, stomped with his rear foot, and charged straight at Yu Ye, his figure flickering in and out of sight.
It was also Intercept Cloud Step. Yu Ye understood that Duan Tianpeng was far more proficient with it than she was, and she could not see where his attack would come from at all.
Fortunately, her comprehension was enough to determine the distance of the attack. When Duan Tianpeng reached her, Yu Ye used Intercept Cloud Step in reverse and retreated two steps, dodging his fierce strike before launching Mountain-Pushing Palm.
Yet Duan Tianpeng, who had charged at her so aggressively, had never intended to decide the battle in a single blow. While dodging Yu Ye's attack, he stepped on her arm with one foot and shot into the air, kicking off the wall as he flew toward the top of the alley.
Before the fight, Ji Qinglin had shown Yu Ye an analysis of Flying Curtain Kick's techniques, but encountering it for the first time still startled her. It was practically no different from taking flight into the sky.
Yu Ye could only use Ladder Cloud Leap to follow, but she was clearly slower. Left with no choice, she gathered force in her right palm and sent a Vein Sealing Seal at Duan Tianpeng's back.
Duan Tianpeng was fleeing for his life, but he remained alert to the opponent below. He shifted aside and avoided the flying palm seal.
This woman really is troublesome. If I get hit again, I'm afraid it really will be difficult to escape. With that thought, he flung the two iron pellets from his backpack at the wall.
The iron pellets left his hand. Duan Tianpeng swiftly pulled up his hoodie, striking the pose of a true man who never looked back at an explosion.
Bang—
Smoke erupted, and dozens of tiny steel needles shot outward in every direction.
Yu Ye below naturally saw more clearly than Duan Tianpeng. The moment she saw him throw something against the wall, she immediately dodged aside and drew the electromagnetic telescopic sword at her waist, knocking away the needles that sprang out.
Ji Qinglin had warned her before they came. If they were dealing with ordinary sect Qi Practitioners, there would naturally be no need to prepare so many tools. But burglars like this were best at escaping for their lives. They had to be wary of them suddenly pulling something out or throwing some strange, bizarre contraption backhandedly.
Duan Tianpeng glanced back and found that the girl had not pursued him. His heart relaxed, and the sky above the alley grew ever wider.
But the moment he reached the top, he saw the young Master from the General Store standing before the shattered window, sizing him up with an expression that said, I've been waiting for you for a long time.
Duan Tianpeng knew this man would definitely be even more troublesome, so he kicked through the air and drew closer to the building on the other side.
This man's movement technique may not be inferior to mine, but as long as I can get out above the alley, I can weave across the rooftops and escape. Unless one of the Nine Heroes shows up, no one can catch me.
Duan Tianpeng leaped upward, and from the corner of his eye, he saw the young Master leap up just as quickly, his right arm whipping upward.
Before Duan Tianpeng could figure out what was happening, his head had just risen above the alley roof when he felt something wrap around his right leg. His body stalled in midair for an instant, then he was swiftly yanked downward, and the open sky above abruptly shrank tight.
The nanomachine swarm Mo Attack was not merely highly malleable. While training these past days, Ji Qinglin had also more or less figured out how to use the thing. The Mo Attack in his hand had now turned into a black whip, wrapping around Duan Tianpeng's leg and dragging him straight back down.
The moment he was pulled down, Duan Tianpeng adjusted his posture and saw Ji Qinglin throw a collapsing punch at him as he fell.
Knowing it was impossible to dodge in this situation, Duan Tianpeng planned to repeat the same trick—catch the attack with one kick, then borrow the force to flee.
But the moment they collided, Duan Tianpeng immediately realized that the power contained in this move was something he might not be able to repay if he borrowed it.
Boom—
As the collapsing punch struck toward him, Duan Tianpeng felt a wall of air crush his entire body outward, giving him no chance at all to alter his force.
Bang—
With a sound nearly tearing through the air, Duan Tianpeng's body flew out like a struck tennis ball and slammed into the opposite wall. The only difference was that he did not bounce back up.
This was Ji Qinglin's first time using Baji Collapse on a person, and because he feared Duan Tianpeng would escape, he had not held back that punch at all.
"Urgh!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood. Knowing the meridians in his foot had ruptured, Duan Tianpeng knew his chances of escape were slim. He decisively drew the custom-made Molecular Blade Soft Sword from his waist, wiped the blood from his mouth, and raised his head to glare at his opponent, intending to make one final struggle.
Seeing this, Ji Qinglin recalled Mo Attack from its whip form and likewise condensed it in his hand into a pitch-black longsword.
Duan Tianpeng gritted his teeth, stomped hard against the dented wall, and launched a desperate single-stroke slash at Ji Qinglin. Ji Qinglin stepped outward and swung his sword to meet it.
Clang—
The moment the blades collided, no sparks flew. There was only a light ring.
Duan Tianpeng's Molecular Blade Soft Sword cut Ji Qinglin's black Mo Attack longsword cleanly in half!
The result of that lightning-fast strike gave Duan Tianpeng a genuine jolt of delight, and hope of escape instantly flared within him. Just as he turned to slash back at his opponent and force him away before fleeing, a black blade silently swept across his neck.
Duan Tianpeng felt only a thread of coldness. Then the scene before his eyes began to turn over.
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