One Sword Insta-Kill, You're the Strongest Sequence — Section 23

He only felt searing pain race up his arm and flood his mind.

As though controlled by pain itself, Lou Zhen completely lost his reason and charged at Shen Ruyun.

Shen Ruyun controlled the wind and floated into the air, dodging Lou Zhen's pounce. At the same time, another wind blade gathered and slashed directly across Lou Zhen's body!

This slash was even more powerful.

Lou Zhen's body was struck, a huge gash opening across his middle. Blood sprayed out as though it cost nothing, all the more glaring in the darkness of the night.

Shen Ruyun had intended to finish him off.

But she suddenly noticed that the enormous wound on his body was healing at an eerie speed.

At the same time, patches of black fur emerged from the healed skin. Like a drop of ink falling into a basin of water, the black fur rapidly spread outward until Lou Zhen's entire body transformed into a bizarre half-man, half-beast creature.

This guy...

Beastification Sequence?

Watching this unfold, Shen Ruyun immediately understood that Lou Zhen had begun using his Sequence. Wave after wave of aura radiated from him, making even her heart tremble faintly.

She controlled the wind and hovered quietly in midair, watching Lou Zhen struggle to his feet below. Her eyes narrowed, and in the end, she flew down the mountain without hesitation.

With her combat experience,

Shen Ruyun could tell at once that her opponent was far stronger than she was. If she stayed here, something dangerous might happen.

She could fly, but Lou Zhen could not.

The best course of action was to leave as quickly as possible,

then let Liu Ming deal with him.

Lou Zhen's eye sockets gradually reddened. Looking at Shen Ruyun flying down the mountain, he felt a surge of fury drown his reason. He roared down the mountain:

"You fucking dare run? Don't run if you've got the guts!"

She beat him up and then ran away.

Was there really such a thing in this world?!

It was fucking infuriating. Lou Zhen felt a ball of rage lodged in his chest, impossible to disperse. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, until the idea of forcibly breaking into the sword hall surfaced in his mind.

Fuck...

Today, I'm definitely going to kill you!

Lou Zhen's combat strength had surged after beastification, but his rationality had also greatly diminished. Thus, he did not spare any thought for what would happen after he broke in.

There was only a breath of anger in his heart.

He turned around, ready to storm the sword hall.

But just as he was about to head down the mountain, a string of heavy footsteps approached him bit by bit along the mountain path. A sturdy man dressed in white and holding a longsword gradually entered his field of vision.

"It's you?"

Lou Zhen froze when he saw Su Xing. Then he licked his lips with his tongue, turning them bright red, and muttered:

"Fine... I'll use you to vent this pent-up rage!"

"What the hell are you?"

The moment Su Xing saw someone on the mountain, he realized that this was the person who had been spying on him.

At the same time, Su Xing noticed that something seemed wrong with the man. He was crouched on all fours, tufts of fur growing all over his body. Under the moonlight, he gleamed with a dark sheen like refined iron.

What kind of monster was this?

Or some strange Sequence?

Su Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold glint emanating from them. He tightened his grip on the sword in his hand, ready to unleash a full-force strike at any moment.

"Hehe, Su Yu's older brother, Su Xing?"

"You're quite famous in our Spirit Cult. A mere ordinary person, yet you got dragged into all these undeserved disasters. What a pity. Why not obediently let me eat you and free yourself from a lifetime of misery?"

Lou Zhen spoke in a mocking tone. His mouth twitched as it split into an unnaturally wide grin, while his eyes stared fixedly at Su Xing. His eyes were faintly crimson, exuding a wildness like a beast that had spotted prey with nowhere to run.

Greedy and eager.

Desire had rendered his reason incredibly fragile—or perhaps he had never regarded Su Xing as a threat in the first place.

As his words fell, Lou Zhen crouched on the ground like a black hunting hound. His legs kicked off, and he turned into an afterimage as he pounced straight at Su Xing.

The afterimage was incredibly fast.

In almost the blink of an eye, the silver-white claws growing from his palm had already reached Su Xing.

Had Shen Ruyun been present, she would certainly have been shocked by the speed Lou Zhen displayed at full strength. This pounce was many times faster than when he had fought her earlier. If Lou Zhen had gone all out from the beginning, Shen Ruyun could not say whether she would have been able to hurt him at all.

Lou Zhen's crimson eyes trailed a streak of red light through the air as he leaped.

A fierce gale accompanied him, though it was naturally not a Wind Sequence, merely the result of sheer brute force. Savage light flashed in Lou Zhen's eyes as his right hand suddenly transformed into a beast claw and smashed toward Su Xing like a massive hammer.

He was fast.

But Su Xing was faster!

Facing the massive hammer swinging toward him, Su Xing gripped the hilt tightly with his right hand and instantly drew his sword. A flash of white suddenly burst forth, then condensed into a straight white line that pierced through Lou Zhen's body in an instant. Along that straight white line, countless tiny white threads began to appear, densely interwoven together.

Every one of those white lines slashed across Lou Zhen's body.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

One sword hum after another rang out. Lou Zhen only felt as though something had suddenly slammed into him.

Su Xing abruptly appeared behind him, and then his own body froze in place, unable to move. The sensation of countless white lines appeared within him, like dull knives slowly carving him apart, little by little completely severing his body.

His flesh fell to the ground piece by piece like scraps, while blood gushed out like a fountain.

[Draw-Sword Stance] + [White-Line Slash] is really fierce.

Su Xing held the heavy sword in his hand and inwardly sighed.

He turned and looked back at the man whose body he had pierced through with a single strike. But his earlier admiration vanished without a trace, and his brows furrowed even more tightly.

Lou Zhen's entire body was covered in cracks, as though he had been torn apart. Chunks of flesh kept falling from him, yet Lou Zhen showed no sign of being near death.

His body was like a muscle-producing machine running at full capacity. The chunks of flesh that had been cut away regenerated at an unimaginable speed, only to be covered in layer after layer of dense black fur.

What powerful regenerative ability.

Su Xing sheathed his sword again and looked at the person behind him who had risen to his feet once more.

If he could still be considered a person now...

At this point, Lou Zhen had completely lost his human appearance. Knotted, twisting muscles bulged all over his body, each one covered in dense black fur. He looked like a beast through and through.

"Hehe... I didn't expect you to be the one hiding the deepest."

Looking at the countless sword wounds covering nearly every inch of his body, Lou Zhen spoke in a hoarse, low voice:

"You're that mysterious powerhouse, aren't you?"

"What Sequence is this of yours? Was it also granted to you by that god you people pretend to worship?"

Su Xing did not answer his question. He merely narrowed his eyes, patted the longsword at his waist, and slowly asked.

Seeing Su Xing pat his sword, Lou Zhen lazily stuck out his crimson tongue and licked his fur-covered palm. He then slowly placed that palm on the ground, his crimson eyes fixed on Su Xing as he suddenly said:

"Threatening me?"

"Hehe, you think you're worthy..."

Buzz!

Before he could finish speaking,

a sword hum abruptly drowned out his voice.

Lou Zhen suddenly could no longer hear what he was saying. Then white lines appeared one after another before Su Xing, twisting and spinning like strands of thread to form a spiraling passage that swept him inside.

Fresh wounds began appearing all over his body, which had only just healed. But compared to the previous sword strike, these wounds were nothing more than child's play.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and laughed arrogantly.

"Is that all you've got?!"

After the spiral formed from the endless white lines came to an end,

Lou Zhen finally realized that Su Xing had somehow already closed in before him. Su Xing stepped forward with his right foot, one hand gripping the hilt tightly as he suddenly drew his sword. This strike slashed directly into Lou Zhen's head.

"Die!"

Su Xing's clear voice rang out through the endless white light.

Lou Zhen felt as though his head had been struck by a truck loaded with weapons. He was sent flying backward by the slash, crashing heavily onto the ground and smashing out a deep crater.

Boom!

A tremendous crash rang out, kicking up a vast cloud of dust.

"Something's wrong..."