Strength Creates Miracles

Zhou Baishan said nothing. He charged in with his head lowered, his fists thundering.

Bang!

True energy scattered in every direction.

A large hand gleaming with dark light precisely caught Zhou Baishan's incoming fist.

The gray-robed man remained utterly still. The pain on his face had vanished, replaced by a savage sneer.

"There really is only you? You think you can kill me?"

Crack!

The gray-robed man twisted his wrist.

Zhou Baishan screamed and convulsed, his entire arm wrenching into a crooked, distorted shape.

Yet his eyes held nothing but madness. His other hand shot out like lightning, and his sleeve flicked.

Whoosh!

A tiny bone blade, crimson from end to end, shot forth. Before the gray-robed man could react, it tore through the Evil Skin covering his body and pierced his left chest.

This was a disposable weapon Zhou Baishan had bought on the black market.

The Judge's Office was more powerful, but he could not afford it.

It contained the power of a single strike from a Profound Embryo martial artist.

Pierce, penetrate, then explode.

Zhou Baishan's thoughts were incomparably clear.

The gray-robed man must have fused with Evil Skin, vastly increasing his strength.

He had only one chance to deal his opponent a devastating blow.

He had to strike while the man was careless.

Only at the beginning, when the gray-robed man revealed his Evil Skin and was at his most arrogant, would he also be at his most careless.

The result proved that the effect was superb.

Boom!

The gray-robed man let out a shrill scream.

His left chest was blown open, a bloody mess that exposed his organs.

Nearly half his life had been blasted away.

The blast sent him staggering backward, his body twisting, yet he still threw a ferocious punch, his gaze terrifyingly savage.

Zhou Baishan was violently hurled to the ground, blood spraying from his mouth.

He rolled across the ground, slammed his elbow down hard, and his twisted arm instantly returned to normal before he sprang to his feet.

The sequence was as smooth as flowing clouds and water, breathtaking to behold.

Ignoring his injuries after rising, his blood and qi burned throughout his body and his true energy surged wildly. He lunged straight at the gray-robed man, shoving him as he charged into the distance.

"Ahhh, you bastard!"

"I'm going to kill you! Ahhh!"

The gray-robed man howled madly. He actually made no attempt to stop Zhou Baishan. With a turn of his curved palm, several beast hides appeared out of thin air.

Whoosh!

The damaged Evil Skin on his body suddenly erupted with intense dark light, producing an immense suction force.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Several beast hides were stuck to the gaping holes in the Evil Skin. In an instant, all their vital essence was drained away, leaving them shriveled before they turned to ash.

The Evil Skin on his body actually wriggled as it recovered at a visible rate.

Zhou Baishan's expression changed drastically. Seeing that two Jade Hides with astonishing auras were mixed among the beast hides, he immediately released his grip and lunged for them.

Those beast hides only contained Blood True Energy.

But the Jade Hides contained Profound Embryo power.

If they were devoured, the gray-robed man would not only recover completely, but might even greatly increase his combat strength.

This was not something the gray-robed man had dared to consume before. But now, all he wanted was to survive and kill Zhou Baishan. How could he care about anything else?

"Get lost!"

The gray-robed man roared and smashed Zhou Baishan with a punch, sending him staggering back while coughing blood.

Just then.

A figure rapidly approached from behind.

Under normal circumstances, the gray-robed man would have noticed.

But he was currently in such agony that he wished he were dead. He had practically lost half his life, and all his attention was focused on devouring the Evil Skin to restore himself. He noticed nothing.

Zhou Baishan's pupils contracted as he climbed up again.

Several yards away.

Zhao Hong raised a cylinder and aimed it at the bloody hole in the gray-robed man's back.

His blood and qi poured into it, triggering the mechanism.

Pfft, pfft, pfft!

Ten poisoned silver needles shot out in a dense barrage, embedding themselves directly into the bloody hole.

"Ahhh~~~"

The gray-robed man convulsed all over, his body toppling to the left.

The silver needles plunged into the bloody hole and pierced through his organs.

A stack of Evil Skin scattered across the ground.

His devouring was interrupted.

Yet in only a moment, one-fifth of the huge hole in the Evil Skin covering the gray-robed man's body had already healed.

It was simply horrifying.

Zhou Baishan was overjoyed. Taking advantage of the moment, he fiercely pressed down on the gray-robed man, kicking up a gale that swept the beast hides and Jade Hides on the ground far away.

Boom!

Bang!

The two tangled together, blood splashing everywhere.

Zhao Hong swallowed hard and kept backing away.

This was fucking brutal.

Zhou Baishan's decisiveness and madness shocked him.

But the gray-robed man's terrifying vitality despite suffering such grave injuries sent chills down his spine.

Every punch landed with solid force, every move aimed to kill.

One was at the peak of Blood True Energy, while the other was a Profound Embryo martial artist.

Yet they fought like street thugs brawling hand-to-hand.

Only a dozen or so breaths had passed since the fight began, but the damage they had inflicted was enough to make people doubt their own eyes.

Zhao Hong did not dare approach. Even the scattered aftershocks made every hair on his body stand on end. Touching them meant injury.

Zhou Baishan had no other choice.

He did not dare give the gray-robed man even the slightest opening.

Who knew how many Profound Embryo Jade Hides the gray-robed man had obtained along the way?

Boom!

He was kicked flying.

Pain made him convulse endlessly. His features twisted, blood covered his entire body, and his flesh split apart. Not a single part of him was intact.

It was a miserable sight.

But the gray-robed man was in even worse condition.

His Evil Skin had been torn open again. The hole in his chest had grown larger, and half his face had collapsed inward, too gruesome to look at.

The gray-robed man struggled as he stared fixedly at the beast hides in the distance. He sprang up, rose barely a foot off the ground, then fell with a wet smack.

Blood bubbled from his mouth as he let out pained, savage groans.

Feeling the life force draining from his body, his eyes filled with madness. He disregarded everything as he writhed and crawled across the ground toward the beast hides.

If he devoured the accumulated essence within those beast hides and Jade Hides, he could still live.

Zhou Baishan's eyes were bloodshot.

He suddenly let out a roar. His muscles and bones emitted teeth-grating hums and cracks as he shakily rose from the ground and grabbed the long saber beside him.

"Kill!"

He leaped into the air.

The gray-robed man raised his head. The organs inside the bloody hole in his chest suddenly contracted violently, and a mass of dark light shot out.

Whoosh!

Lying on the ground, he threw a punch.

Clang!

The long saber flew from Zhou Baishan's hand and fell to the ground.

Zhou Baishan screamed as he dropped.

The gray-robed man wailed, one arm trembling as it drooped down. The blood flowing from his mouth thickened.

Neither of them was any better off.

At that moment.

A figure had already approached the gray-robed man like a ghost.

If Zhou Baishan were certain to die and there was no chance of victory, that would be one thing.

But right now, the chance to kill the gray-robed man was simply too great.

So great that Zhou Baishan had no desire to abandon Zhao Hong.

Not to mention, this bastard surely had plenty of money on him.

Zhou Baishan turned his head with difficulty. Seeing Zhao Hong approach like a ghost, his lips moved, and an unprecedented hope appeared in his eyes.

Whoosh!

The gray-robed man suddenly felt a fierce wind howling behind him.

His eyes nearly split open. His seemingly powerless arm suddenly straightened, whipping up like a wooden rod with lightning speed.

Bang!

Metal clashed against metal, sparks flying everywhere.

The Black-Iron Ink Saber flew away and fell.

"You fell for it."

Zhao Hong was overjoyed as he lunged in from the other side.

The gray-robed man's eyes trembled wildly, and for an instant, he looked lost.

A foot viciously kicked toward his head.

The gray-robed man's scalp went numb. At the critical moment, the dim dark light around his body suddenly surged upward, covering his head.

Bang!

"Ahh!!"

Zhao Hong nearly collapsed.

The agonizing pain made him feel as though all five toes had broken.

Was this the power of a Profound Embryo martial artist?

"You little bastard."

The gray-robed man frantically shifted, forcing out three words through clenched teeth.

"You old bastard."

Zhao Hong roared. His body flashed, stirring up a violent wave of air.

He arrived in an instant.

He seized the gray-robed man's arm. The remaining strength in his body erupted madly. His nails shattered, and his five fingers became a bloody mess, but he disregarded everything as he tore through the Evil Skin and plunged his fingers into flesh.

Roar!

Rip!

He tore off an arm by force.

A section of the Evil Skin was completely destroyed.

The gray-robed man's eyes nearly split open, hatred filling them. Between life and death, he actually opened his mouth and forced out a blood arrow, swift and fierce.

Every hair on Zhao Hong's body stood up. He desperately twisted aside, his waist bones cracking repeatedly.

Pfft!

The blood arrow pierced through his shoulder.

Zhao Hong threw himself onto the gray-robed man. His two fingers came together like a sword, driving viciously toward the man's heart.

Mighty Vajra Finger!