Killing One Person in Retaliation

Stones broke through the air, and Liu Xin narrowed his eyes slightly. He saw Yang Heng throwing stones at his head again, his eyes turning red with anger, his pupils dilating, and he cursed loudly.

"Bastard, you... you have no martial ethics, you only do things that are beneath you."

"If you have the guts, face me head-on."

He immediately burned his Blood Essence, his stamina instantly recovering, and he moved his body to dodge to the side.

Just now, he saw Yang Heng throw a stone at his head. He originally thought that Yang Heng, having run for so long, would have no strength left, and the stone wouldn't be powerful enough to cause any serious harm if he took it head-on.

As a martial artist, he was strong and healthy, and his head was tougher than that of an ordinary person. Even if he was hit, he figured it wouldn't be a big problem.

Who would have thought that when the stone hit his head, he would realize it was not the case?

He had been careless.

He felt as if he had been hit by a meteorite. His head throbbed with pain, a large gash opened on his head, his skull was shattered, and blood gushed out from the wound.

If he hadn't trained martial arts for several years and used his Blood Essence to protect his heart, he would have died long ago.

Liu Xin thought to himself, since things had come to this, why not play along? He would pretend to be dead to lure Yang Heng to check on him.

Once Yang Heng came close, he would burn his Blood Essence and kill him with one move.

Thus, relying on his incredible willpower, he endured the pain without making a sound, remaining motionless, as if he had been dead for a long time.

However, he didn't expect Yang Heng to be so cunning and cowardly. Not only did he not come forward to investigate, but he even retreated a few steps and continued to throw stones to test him.

At this point, he could no longer hold back. His anger reached its peak instantly. Without hesitation, he burned his Blood Essence, intending to fight Yang Heng to the death.

He knew very well that if he didn't dodge this time and was hit by a stone again, he would truly die. Even a god couldn't save him.

After burning his Blood Essence, he felt his entire body filled with strength, a strength far greater than when he was at his peak.

His body felt scorching hot, as if a ferocious beast was hidden within him, and there was a strong desire to vent.

He twisted his neck, a cold smile on his face. He stomped his right foot down forcefully, sending dirt and stones flying. His body shot forward like an arrow released from a bow, whistling as it sped towards Yang Heng.

Liu Xin's hair was disheveled, his strands of hair stuck together with blood. A brutal light flickered in his pupils, making him look like a terrifying demon from hell.

Seeing this, Yang Heng's expression immediately turned serious.

As expected, they still had trump cards hidden.

Seeing Liu Xin erupt, Zhang Meng also unhesitatingly burned his Blood Essence and charged towards Yang Heng.

The two, one after the other, moved with incredible speed, like ghosts. In the blink of an eye, they were less than ten meters away from Yang Heng.

Yang Heng knew that their current state could not last long. They would only use it at critical moments, and it came with significant side effects, otherwise, they wouldn't have waited until they were cornered to use it.

As long as he could drag this out, the final victory would undoubtedly be his.

With this thought, Yang Heng employed his usual tactic and turned to run.

Seeing Yang Heng still trying to escape, Liu Xin let out a sinister laugh.

"Ridiculous. Do you think you can escape my grasp again this time? What a foolish dream!"

Just as Liu Xin said, the distance between them grew smaller and smaller, less than five meters apart.

No matter how Yang Heng ran, he couldn't widen the gap between them. Liu Xin stuck to Yang Heng like a stubborn stain, impossible to shake off.

And the distance between them was still shrinking.

After burning his Blood Essence, Liu Xin's strength in all aspects had greatly increased. His speed was a notch faster than before. If he hadn't been worried about the bleeding wound on his head and had gone all out, he would have caught up to Yang Heng long ago.

Liu Xin also understood that even if he could kill Yang Heng, he himself would not survive.

The wound on his head was too severe. After his Blood Essence was depleted, he wouldn't be able to suppress the wound, and he would surely die.

All of this was Yang Heng's doing. He hated Yang Heng and wanted to torture him to death.

He was like a madman, the venomous hatred in his eyes almost overflowing, as if it would materialize, staring fixedly at Yang Heng's back, which was now within arm's reach.

Closer, even closer.

He could smell the sweat emanating from Yang Heng and hear his ragged breaths.

In one more breath, he would catch up to Yang Heng, and Yang Heng would surely die. He believed this with all his heart.

But in this fleeting moment, Yang Heng suddenly stopped, turned around abruptly, and flung a bag of white powder backward.

Lime powder!

Liu Xin had not anticipated this at all. By the time he reacted, it was already too late.

He 'voluntarily' lunged into the oncoming lime powder.

More than half of the lime powder entered his eyes.

Liu Xin's eyes immediately felt a burning sensation, and his vision turned dark, unable to see anything.

"Ah..."

He covered his eyes with both hands, crying out in pain.

Seeing Liu Xin fall into the trap, Yang Heng seized the opportunity and did not relent. He clenched his right fist, his arm muscles bulging, and unleashed a powerful move from Military Boxing – a lunge punch, which he slammed heavily towards Liu Xin's neck.

The neck was a vulnerable spot on the human body. Hitting it, even if it didn't kill, would incapacitate the opponent.

Liu Xin's vision had gone black, his mind in disarray. He couldn't perceive Yang Heng's attack and naturally didn't think to dodge.

Zhang Meng, who had rushed over, saw everything clearly but it was already too late to intervene.

Crack.

Yang Heng's heavy fist struck Liu Xin's neck directly. A surge of immense power erupted instantly, the sound of shattering bone echoing continuously, crisp and clear.

But to Liu Xin's ears, this sound was like the death knell from the Black and White Impermanence. He wanted to say something, but the bones in his throat had all exploded, blocking his vocal cords. He could only make gurgling sounds.

Zhang Meng, arriving on the scene, saw Liu Xin spitting up large amounts of blood, his head tilted to one side, and soon falling silent. Grief welled up in his heart.

He never imagined that in dealing with a mere pharmacy apprentice who knew no martial arts, Liu Xin would end up dying miserably in the wilderness.

"You're too cruel!"

Zhang Meng pointed a finger at Yang Heng's nose and said sternly.

Yang Heng let out a cold laugh.

"I'm cruel?"

"I had no enmity with you, yet you relentlessly pursued me, and now you call me cruel for killing you in self-defense? What logic is that?"

Seeing that he couldn't win the argument with Yang Heng, Zhang Meng fell silent.

Kill him and avenge Liu Xin.

He was confident he could do it.

Liu Xin's death was entirely due to carelessness.

He would not make the same mistake.

He didn't believe that after burning his Blood Essence, he couldn't handle an ordinary person face-to-face.

While this ordinary person was a bit unusual, with excellent stamina and speed, he didn't think his strength was that great.

He could lift four hundred jin with one hand, which was considered quite good even in the Blood Brave Realm.

Dealing with an ordinary person would be more than enough.

Moreover, he knew martial arts and had practiced several fist techniques. Although he hadn't reached mastery, dealing with someone who hadn't trained was like using a cannon to swat a fly – overkill.

After quickly analyzing the strengths of both sides, Zhang Meng was filled with confidence. The advantage was his.

He no longer hesitated and attacked immediately.

The martial arts school he belonged to was called the Fierce Tiger Martial Arts School, and the fist technique he learned was the Fierce Tiger Fist.

The Fierce Tiger Fist was a style that imitated the movements of a tiger, possessing immense power and rapid punches, like a fierce tiger descending a mountain. Before the enemy could even react, the fist would already be upon them.

Zhang Meng had diligently practiced the Fierce Tiger Fist for three years and had reached the introductory stage, nearing minor completion. His boxing style was overbearing, exuding the might of a tiger.

He immediately adopted the stance of the Fierce Tiger Fist, and his aura instantly changed. It was as if a real tiger had appeared before Yang Heng, lifelike and incredibly realistic.

Yang Heng didn't dare to be careless and focused his attention, preparing to respond.