Even If the King of Heaven Himself Came, You Still Wouldn't Escape

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A dart shot through the air with blinding speed and lodged in the doorpost behind Su Chen, vibrating violently.

The sound reached Chu Ming's ears, making his heart clench. "How is that possible!"

He had deliberately thrown lime powder to block Su Chen's vision, then fired a poisoned dart.

He had meant to use the chance to kill Su Chen, never expecting him to dodge.

After all, he had aimed the dart directly at Su Chen. The result had left him stunned.

He had faced martial artists who came after him before. Once he used this combination, hardly any of them escaped being hit.

But that rule seemed not to apply to Su Chen. Chu Ming realized that Su Chen was more formidable than every martial artist who had tried to assassinate him before.

"Damn it, how can this guy be so strong!"

Chu Ming cursed under his breath, even as he tried to figure out how to escape. Su Chen had blocked the door, so the only way out was through the window.

"Then I'll go through the window!"

Chu Ming made up his mind and prepared to leap, but before he could move, a ghostly figure flashed past.

The next instant, the most dazzling light he would ever see streaked before his eyes. Then the whole world began to spin.

"If I'd known this would happen, I wouldn't have come to Fragrant Flower Brothel tonight. I wouldn't have slacked off in my training, and I wouldn't have been so greedy for drink and women... Sigh, if there's a next life, I'm giving up women!"

Regrets sprouted like bamboo shoots after rain, rising one after another in Chu Ming's consciousness. As his head hit the ground, they faded away with his lingering resentment.

Thud, thud, thud!

Blood gushed from Chu Ming's neck. His severed head rolled across the floor like a ball, leaving a vivid crimson trail behind it.

"Phew!"

After killing Chu Ming, Su Chen let out a breath. Killing Chu Ming had been harder than killing two Zhao Kuos!

"Ah!"

A shrill cry shattered the silence of Fragrant Flower Brothel. Two women who had just woken up saw the grisly scene before them and screamed hysterically.

Thud, thud, thud!

As their screams rang out, hurried footsteps quickly sounded at the door.

Seeing this, Su Chen darted forward, leaped up, and burst through the window.

"Who's there?"

Two guards shouted and kicked the door open.

Inside the room, the first thing they saw was the bloodstain on the floor.

They stopped, about to step forward, then froze as they spotted Chu Ming's severed head at their feet.

Their faces darkened at once, anger and fear surging in their hearts.

If the guardian learned that Chu Ming had been killed because they had abandoned their posts, they would never escape blame.

At the thought of the sect's punishment, they shuddered. They exchanged a glance, then reached the same conclusion without a word.

They had to find the killer. Only by finding him could they atone for their failure!

"Where did the person who just attacked go?"

One of the guards turned to the two women and demanded sharply.

"H-he went out the window!" one of the women stammered.

The two guards exchanged a glance, then immediately leaped out the window in pursuit.

"After him!"

Outside Fragrant Flower Brothel, Su Chen sensed footsteps following him and looked back.

Before long, he spotted two figures chasing after him.

"Those are the two guards who were with Chu Ming!"

Su Chen recognized them at a glance. They were the two strongest guards at Chu Ming's side.

"Stop right there!"

The two spotted Su Chen as well and shouted, then sped up to chase him.

With the guards hot on his heels, Su Chen didn't speed up. Instead, shortly after reaching an alley, he slowed down a little.

The two soon caught up and saw Su Chen stop. They grew wary, approaching him slowly from either side.

Su Chen's gaze shifted between them. As they drew closer, he launched the first attack.

He stamped his foot down and shot forward like a cannonball. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of one of the guards.

The guard had been on his guard, but Su Chen's speed still startled him. His pupils contracted slightly.

In the next instant, he darted forward, fingers curled into claws. His arms swept out, and his talons slashed through the air with a faint whistle.

Su Chen reacted in a flash. As the guard struck, he seized the man's arm. A tremendous force poured from his fingers and into the guard's wrist, abruptly halting his movement. A crack rang out.

"What?!"

The guard cried out in alarm, horror in his eyes. He endured the pain in his arm and struck at Su Chen with his other hand, taking the opportunity to wrench his arm free. Su Chen didn't pursue the hold, releasing him in a flash and blocking the attack.

At that very moment, the other guard darted in front of Su Chen. His fist came like a dragon, howling through the air, and slammed into Su Chen. But at the instant of impact, a clear metallic clang rang out, changing the guard's expression.

Before he could be surprised, Su Chen's attack was already upon him. He threw a punch of his own.

In the blink of an eye, the guard's mind registered what was happening, but his body couldn't keep up. Su Chen's punch struck him and sent him flying. He landed several meters away, then slid backward across the ground before finally stopping.

Two long furrows were left in the ground.

The two guards exchanged looks, each seeing wariness in the other's eyes. That brief exchange had shown them that Su Chen was no pushover.

"Again!"

The two roared and attacked once more, advancing from either side as they struck at Su Chen with the force of thunder.

Su Chen's eyes flickered as he waited for an opening. If he didn't use his force or Sleeve Blade, and relied only on Steel Saber, killing the two men would be rather difficult.

He didn't intend to keep trading blows with them. Instead, he watched for a chance to deliver a single, fatal strike.

Then the two guards rushed in, their attacks arriving at once. Two fists were hard to fend off, let alone when Su Chen had only one arm.

With no choice but to repel their attacks, Su Chen turned to block one guard's strike—and suddenly stiffened.

"Force!"

He stared at the guard in surprise. As if he had expected Su Chen to look at him, the man wore a strange smile, but his hands never slowed.

Then the other guard struck as well, landing a palm on Su Chen's chest. He knew Su Chen wore soft armor, but even the best armor couldn't stop force, could it?

"Another Practice Force Warrior!"

Feeling internal force from both men, Su Chen could no longer keep his composure. A look of shock crossed his face.

He had thought they were two warriors at Practice Strength Perfection, but they were actually two warriors who had entered the force stage.

What had Chu Ming done to deserve the protection of two Practice Force Warriors?

But Su Chen had no time to wonder. The moment the two men made contact with him, each sent a burst of force into his body.

The two bursts of force were already inside him, wreaking havoc.

Fortunately, his body was strong enough. Before long, the power of his muscles crushed both bursts.

Looking at Su Chen as they drove him back step by step, one of them sneered. "You don't even have force, you fool, and you think you can escape us? You really think we're just for show? Even if the King of Heaven himself came today, you still wouldn't escape!"

At those words, Su Chen narrowed his eyes. His gaze stirred, and the corner of his mouth curled into a cold smile.

The moment had come.

You'll do.

Suddenly, a harsh tearing sound rang out, jarringly out of place, bringing despair and death crashing down!