A Street Full of Flags
Although the underlying principles were not fully understood, as the content from the Divine First-Grade Martial Art was filled into the missing parts of Bu Tiange's skills, the quality of this technique jumped from the original "Extraordinary Skill" to the level of "Secret Transmission".
According to the classification of the world from which this book originates, Extraordinary Skill are of the sixth rank, belonging to the category of those who have just entered the intermediate level of martial arts, while Secret Transmission are of the fifth rank.
The problem is, the game the Taikoo Scroll has absolutely no system for upgrading martial arts techniques!
"Is it because the Taiwu game I'm playing has just entered the official version, while this manual comes from an era that has been updated multiple times? Or is it a difference between the Phantom Object and the original design?" Feng Xue thought of her Blade of Suffocation that could only be used on living beings, so she didn't dwell on this for too long.
After all, compared to the weakening of the Blade of Suffocation, this upgrade system is undoubtedly a buff.
As he reads more and more divine martial arts manuals, the quality of his "Bu Tiange" will also upgrade. With the concepts of those top-tier techniques incorporated, perhaps one day in the future he can even elevate it to the highest divine rank?
Although this might take a considerable amount of time for Feng Xue, who can't even understand the top-tier manuals, everyone should have dreams.
He casually turned a page, looked up at the road, and knew his next destination was still the supermarket. However, this time he wasn't going to buy books, but rather Tracing Paper, the kind of semi-transparent paper.
His purpose in buying this thing was simple—he planned to copy down every cheat code he encountered each time.
If it were just text, that would be fine, but these high-level manuals often contain many pictures and coded messages, and Feng Xue is a terrible artist, so in the end, he could only record them by tracing.
However, just as he looked up, a figure appeared in front of him. Feng Xue had noticed this person long ago, but since he was there to stage an accident, he didn't try to avoid it and simply brushed past the other person.
Then...
"Hey buddy! You're pretty cocky, huh?!"
Although it was filled with various Colombia slang terms, the power of Translation Konjac allowed Feng Xue to easily understand the other person's meaning. He reached out and slapped away the other person's hand that was on his shoulder, frowning as he said:
"Is there something you need?"
"Hehe, it's nothing, just that we're a bit short on cash and wanted to borrow some from you." The Black-Coated ATM at the head of the group showed the same expression Feng Xue had become accustomed to these past few days. But this time, along with his words, five or six Strong Man also surrounded him.
It has to be said that the physical differences between races are still quite obvious. Feng Xue, who is 1.85 meters tall, is actually the shortest one among this group of black-painted ATMs!
"Alright, how many do you want?" Feng Xue asked, seeing customers coming in. She casually slipped a bookmark between the pages of the book, then rolled up the Peerless Martial Art" scroll and asked with her acting skills on full display.
"How much? Of course, I'll lend you whatever you have!" The ATM seemed completely unaware of the recent legend of the Ambulance Demon, and took a very arrogant step forward, using its strong pectoral muscles to shove Feng Xue back half a step.
"You should be glad I don't have my Gynomorphic Filter." Feng Xue rolled her eyes, kicked the two-meter-long Black-Coated ATM so hard it flew through the air, and then, before the others could react, she sidestepped and used her palm to lift the chins of the two men, instantly putting them in a state of concussion.
After taking down three Combat Power in a mere second, Feng Xue's battle became much easier. However, just as he had swiftly dispatched this group of ATMs and was about to take out his phone to call an ambulance, a sense of danger welled up in his heart.
"Tsk..."
Although the Assassin Tag was temporarily unusable, Feng Xue still chose to trust his intuition. He suddenly reached his hands behind him, and a tattered cloak, as dark as the deep night, was pulled out from the shadows. As Feng Xue's body was wrapped in the cloak, his aura became almost imperceptible.
As he activated this ability, Feng Xue felt as if he had entered another world. His vision became dark and pale, like a black and white painting that had lost its color. But it was not some exaggerated power like entering a shadow dimension; it was simply merging with the shadows.
A large net, launched from an unknown source, covered the spot where Feng Xue had been standing, but only enveloped the few Black-Coated ATM. Even though Feng Xue was slow to react, he realized that he had been entrapped. However, he also realized that his opportunity had arrived.
Although the legend of the Ambulance Demon has given him a lot of knowledge, it is not enough to meet Feng Xue's daily needs. Moreover, he must return to that door to summon back the Sealed Golden Cabinet.
Now that we've reached the stage of entrapment, it means that those trying to seize control of their Money Printer have realized that he doesn't intend to return immediately, which may actually provide him with an opportunity.
Having made up his mind, Feng Xue quickly traversed Saint Lotan City. However, he did not forget to buy a whole pack of carbon paper first. Then, carrying a large-capacity hiking backpack filled with "supplies," he followed the signs and appeared on the street he had arrived at during his initial crossing.
In reality, because he was attacked as soon as he stepped out, he was unfamiliar with the place and could only vaguely understand, through the inexplicable guidance in his mind, that the door he was looking for was just ahead.
This is a not-so-bustling street. Traces of battle can still be seen in the alleys and corners, and even the ground is gnawed into holes. Without a doubt, those who escaped from prison have already returned. As for how many escaped and how many are still hiding in this city, that remains unknown.
"It was quiet all around; there wasn't a soul in sight."
Feng Xue frowned and slowly stepped out of the shadows. It wasn't that he didn't want to maintain his "Ghost Form," but rather that the Ghostly Evasion's ability was "appearing and disappearing unpredictably," rather than stealth, invisibility, or Instant Movement. He could use the cloak to vanish or reappear like a ghost, but this had to be a dynamic process. In terms of feeling, it was somewhat like the Body Flicker Technique or Substitution Technique in Naruto, which could quickly escape the battlefield or evade attacks, but it wasn't a long-distance movement ability.
However, this kind of thing is not important. As long as he wants, as long as he completes the action of dragging the cloak to cover his body, he can enter ghost mode again in less than a second.
More than these things, he was concerned about just how many dangers were hidden within those short few dozen meters.
After all, he wasn't Orga. It was supposed to be a commercial street, but there wasn't a single person there, and all the shops were closed. In this state, it would be strange if there wasn't an ambush, right?