Method to Break the Game, Third Stage Pursuit

Chapter 34: The Way to Break the Situation, Third Stage Pursuit

Chapter 34: The Way to Break the Situation, Third Stage Pursuit

Is this situation right?

Obviously not right at all!

Lin Mo looked at the scene, not only did his eyelids twitch violently, but a more intense sense of unease welled up in his heart.

"These are all Third Stage Practitioners, and they've been attacked. Isn't this clearly an attempt to kill the Li Family..."

He looked at the black-robed man being beaten, then at the guest from the Sun Family, and the two who were beating him seemed to be from the Zhao Family Grain Store!

"Well, so the Qianjin Escort Agency and the Zhao Family Grain Store are both no good!"

Lin Mo's mind raced as he scanned the situation, already forming a simple plan.

In just three to five breaths, the mad dog behind him came charging. He didn't stop, clenching a few pebbles in his hand without further delay.

He had to help, at least find a way to break this situation, otherwise the Li Family would suffer, and he wouldn't be able to escape from several Third Stage Practitioners.

Judging by Li Zhiming's situation, although he had a slight advantage, any discerning eye could see...

The shattered armor on his body clearly showed he had been injured by a sneak attack.

But the honest-looking big man wielding the chain-handled hammer was clearly inferior in Blood Essence and martial arts foundation. If it weren't for the sneak attack that injured Li Zhiming, this would not be his opponent.

Coincidentally, Lin Mo happened to have something that could break the situation: the Withered Wood Meets Spring Pill.

"This newly acquired item has to be given away again?" Lin Mo's heart trembled. He had wanted to keep it as a fallback for when he was injured, but at this moment, he clearly couldn't afford to hesitate. "Forget it, you can't catch a tiger without entering its lair!"

However, Li Zhiming's battlefield did not allow him to intervene. The explosive gust of wind stirred up by the chain-handled hammer alone was enough to give him trouble.

"Should I throw this thing over? Try with pebbles first?"

Taking advantage of a brief moment to escape Zhao Qian's pursuit, Lin Mo, from forty to fifty meters away, clenched the pebbles he had picked up and shot them out with both hands.

Swish swish swish!

The pebbles weren't powerful, but thrown with Lin Mo's full Blood Essence, they had quite some momentum, scattering towards the two fighters.

Even Zhou Shi was momentarily stunned, having to divert some attention to deal with them. However, when the pebbles clattered against him, he let out a long laugh, his bones cracking.

"Your Li Family's little brat is really..."

Before he could finish, Zhou Shi was forced back by a flash of saber light. A pale green pill shot straight towards the two from forty to fifty meters away.

Perhaps because Lin Mo possessed the Destiny of [Bee Waist Ape Back], with long arms good at shooting, he could control some skill even when just flicking pebbles. He only acted when he felt his aim was good enough.

"Good kid, it was worth my effort to get this pill!"

Li Zhiming's eyes lit up. As he forced Zhou Shi back with his saber, he caught the pill in his palm and swallowed it without hesitation. A faint green light emanated from his back.

A tingling, refreshing sensation spread through him.

"Something's wrong, what did he just swallow?"

Zhou Shi realized it belatedly. It was only after the pill was swallowed by Li Zhiming that he reacted. What greeted him, however, was a continuous barrage of saber techniques.

The chain-handled hammer swung with great force, but it couldn't block the increasingly heavy saber momentum. His steps became more and more difficult, and he gritted his teeth to hold on.

Seeing that the situation was decided, Lin Mo still wanted to lead Zhao Qian towards Li Zhiming and let him deal with him.

However, although Zhao Qian was enraged, he wasn't stupid. He could feel the fluctuation of Blood Essence from afar and was only tracking Lin Mo's direction.

"Why does it still feel a bit off..."

Lin Mo's sense of unease remained strong. He looked back the way he came. In just a few breaths, the faintly visible Water Ghost swarm at the edge of his vision had been swept aside.

That rampant Blood Essence clearly belonged to a Third Stage Practitioner, and they were here to kill him!

Run or fight?

There was no need to think!

The first Five Elements Blood-Generating Pill had been almost depleted from his previous struggles with the pockmarked man and Zhao Qian. He had no choice but to reluctantly swallow the second one.

Then came the desperate sprint. As soon as he took off, a dark shadow shot out from Li Zhiming's direction. It wasn't a hidden weapon, but something Li Zhiming had thrown to him.

He stamped his foot and lunged forward, catching it. Seeing it was a bronze key, he understood.

"This is the key to the Li Family's backyard wine cellar. He wants me to find Second Master!"

Seeing Lin Mo running so fast, Zhao Qian was overjoyed. He had also heard the commotion over there and chased even more closely.

As long as he could lead the Third Stage Practitioners, why worry about not being able to deal with this kid!

"Li Zhiming is here? Kill him!" The gray-clothed Third Stage Practitioner who rushed over rejoiced.

The people summoned by Zhao Qian's whistle arrow had finally arrived. They were two beginner Third Stage Practitioners who had originally been sent to other docks by the Qianjin Escort Agency. Seeing the whistle arrow, they rushed over immediately.

"Zhao Qian seems to be chasing a First Level Practitioner? Isn't he our target?" one of them asked.

"Hmph, isn't this Head Patrolman the current pillar of the Li Family? Killing him is the top priority. Besides, can't Zhao Qian handle a mere First Level Practitioner?"

The gray-clothed Third Stage Practitioner beside him snorted coldly and then instructed, "Don't let the Sun Family's guest go either. You go help him, and I'll go assist Zhou Shi from the sidelines."

The black-robed retainer from the Sun Family had extremely sharp hearing. Upon hearing this, the expression beneath the brim of his robe darkened further. He also took a pill, his Blood Essence surging, and prepared himself for a life-or-death struggle.

"Only Zhao Qian? No one else is chasing me?"

Emerging from the mist, Lin Mo sprinted wildly through the streets for a long time, taking many twists and turns, fearing he would be entangled by Zhao Qian. That Third Stage Practitioner would immediately pursue him.

"Normally, if the Third Stage Practitioner's target was me, I wouldn't even be able to get out of the dense fog."

Lin Mo turned into a dark alley, pondering. A distance of over a hundred meters should have been enough for the Third Stage Practitioner to lock onto him seven or eight times. How could he have run this far?

"He's been held up by Head Patrolman Li? Since you have no one behind you, Zhao Qian, how dare you still chase me?!"

As the thought flashed through his mind, the moment Zhao Qian reached the corner, Lin Mo stretched out his long arm, cupped his fingers into a fist, and launched a 'White Ape Cannon Fist' in a fierce counterattack.

After being chased for so long, he, Lin Mo, was not made of mud. Now that he had a chance to kill him in one go, how could Lin Mo let it pass?

Boom!

Zhao Qian was tracking Lin Mo's movements, wondering why the Third Stage Practitioner who heard the Whistle Arrow hadn't arrived yet. Suddenly, he heard a strong gust of wind. He turned his head and saw a fist shadow rapidly enlarging in his eyes.

He didn't have time to react, only managing to raise both arms in a panic.

Crack!

His two arms were like straw stalks. Under Lin Mo's full-power cannon fist, they were crushed with destructive force, his forearms twisting and deforming.

Under the immense power, Zhao Qian rolled and was sent flying a long distance. His forearm muscles were unnaturally twisted, and bone fragments poked through his sleeves.

"You dare chase me, you mad dog? Die!"

With his hands crippled, his Poison Palm was no longer as terrifying. Lin Mo seized the advantage and, with a furious roar, his fists smashed out like meteors.

His face, his chest, his vital points...

Lin Mo channeled his Blood Essence into every inch of his body, smashing Zhao Qian's bones to pieces.