You Bleed Too

Anger is often mixed with intense emotions.

However, when Song Changle attacked in anger, there was no warmth whatsoever, only a stern and chilling aura.

His body hair was already white, but now it was as white as an ice sculpture, and his palm, like a spear, suddenly pierced behind Yu Nanfeng.

Yu Nanfeng's shawl, which was draped across her back, suddenly billowed out like a sail.

She still couldn't figure out who had attacked her.

However, her "Seventy-Two Hands of the Mirror Sea" is a renowned defensive masterpiece.

Decades of internal martial arts training have refined her inner True Qi to its highest level through repeated practice and transformations of the Seventy-Two Hand Techniques.

Even with vast ocean waves, it remains as smooth as a mirror.

Even the slightest danger, as small as dust, will trigger the automatic defense of internal energy, reacting even faster than Yu Nanfeng's brain.

Unfortunately, she had been famous in Jinling for too long.

Song Changle's thrusting hand suddenly jerked midway, like a spearhead swaying wildly, leaving four white dots on the bulging fabric with his fingertips.

The cloth billowing like a sail inherently possesses the potential of the ocean tide; even if it cannot withstand the enemy's attack, it is enough to push its master away.

However, when these four white dots, which are neither square nor trapezoidal, were completed...

The cloth shattered into powder with a crash.

The chill had already penetrated straight into Yu Nanfeng's spine.

Yu Nanfeng's face suddenly turned pale, almost transparent.

At that moment, Chu Tianshu suddenly turned around, raised his hand sharply, pointed his fingers like a sword, and moved like a flying sword, arriving in an instant.

The sword was aimed directly at Yu Nanfeng's chest.

With the convergence of the three different martial arts styles, the grassland where the three masters were located fell silent for a moment.

Suddenly!!

The ground within ten meters behind Chu Tianshu, all its uneven areas, was completely flattened and compacted.

The once lush, overgrown grass has vanished, leaving the land flattened to a icy white, hardened block, as hard as iron.

What's frightening is that when this drastic change occurred in this semi-circular area, there was no loud noise.

There was only a faint cracking sound.

It was as if ice had cracked open, releasing a little bit of cold air, which caused this result.

The weeds within five or six meters behind Song Changle had all inexplicably grown taller.

It was more than five centimeters taller than the grass in other places, and it was still growing.

It turned out to be grass roots, all of which were gradually breaking free from the soil.

Each blade of grass, as hard Ruyu sword, spun outwards after completely breaking free from the ground's restraints.

Wherever it went, it shredded all the weeds in a larger fan-shaped area.

Standing at the very center, Yu Nanfeng's hands trembled as if all her strength had been drained, and her straw hat and folding fan spun outwards.

Her pale hands, like two white snakes, suddenly rested on Chu Tianshu's right arm.

With both softness and speed, his two palms swirled in a circular motion, spiraling from Chu Tianshu's shoulders to his wrists.

If Chu Tianshu's sword finger is indeed a sword.

Yu Nanfeng's movement was like stroking the sword blade for a moment, then deliberately thrusting the tip of the sword deeper.

Collapse!!!

Behind Yu Nanfeng, a column of air, intertwined in blue and white, burst forth.

Song Changle's palm changed from a thrust to a block, and his entire body was instantly thrown more than twenty meters away.

Chu Tianshu's stab was to save Yu Nanfeng, but the two's skills inevitably clashed.

With a simple rubbing of his hands, Yu Nanfeng had already harmonized, even combined, the two powers, creating an infinite heat emanating from his back, like limestone meeting in the ocean.

Even if it can't hurt Song Changle, it can still make the ground beneath his feet unable to withstand the pressure and forced him to retreat.

And when he retreated twenty meters...

Suddenly, a large iron straw hat flew from the left, spinning rapidly, and slashed towards his face.

A golden light also flew in from the right, but it was unclear for a moment which direction it was heading.

Those were the two things that Yu Nanfeng had thrown away with trembling hands, which swirled back and attacked.

Song Changle stood with his palms in front of him, making no other movements, but suddenly his eyes emitted a cold white light, several inches long.

The surrounding air suddenly condensed into a large number of snowflakes.

The tin hat and the golden folding fan both slowed down abruptly, froze in mid-air, and were then covered with thick frost and snow before exploding into powder.

"Boss Yu, how could such a petty trick possibly harm someone who has crossed the Taboo?"

The invisible, icy energy emanating from Song Changle's body is like radar, actively gathering towards any target that needs attention.

Let alone a straw hat and a folding fan, even a bullet, once it enters his energy range, will have its kinetic energy neutralized by the sudden increase in pressure, freezing it into frost.

This is a power trait that only those at the Taboo realm can possess.

Whether it's making one's power invisible and formless like radar detection, or suddenly increasing pressure upon encountering a target, with the pressure-increasing process measured in milliseconds.

These are qualities that martial artists below the Taboo cannot achieve.

"You injured me with a single blow, not because you're Taboo, but because you... know the secrets of the Seventy-Two Hands of the Mirror Sea's power circulation?!"

Yu Nanfeng's face alternated between pale and flushed, her elegant and beautiful features now displaying a bewitching and tragic beauty.

"I had three disciples who died at the hands of monsters from the Spirit Realm."

"Which one of them did you switch with the other, drag back, and force them to reveal the secrets of their martial arts?"

Song Changle smiled and said, "Don't you think it was one of your disciples, whom you still value, who betrayed you?"

Yu Nanfeng: "Absolutely not!"

Song Changle wanted to say more.

Suddenly, a thunderous explosion erupted.

The sound seemed to pierce everyone's minds at once.

At the same time, it gave me a jolt, and all the scenery in front of me briefly turned into a monotonous black and white.

That was because the sound of thunder vibrated the blood and qi in their brains, causing this illusion.

Song Changle's eyes were constantly fixed on Zhang Tao.

In his black-and-white vision, he saw it clearly.

Zhang Tao was like a dazzling, bright light, whiter and more glaring than the white background of the air, abruptly crashing into the riverbank.

The pure black Wolf Head swordsman already resembled a huge silhouette.

With his left hand, he pulled out the Dharma Corpse as easily as plucking a blade of grass. With his right hand, he parried the attack with a knife, but the force was too much for him, and he collapsed to his knees.

But as he knelt, his body rolled over.

His Wolf Head- headed, human-bodied appearance was completely indistinguishable. The blade shadows concealed him and the Dharma Corpse, turning them into a black, multi-bladed blade wheel.

The black blade wheel, like a marble being squeezed under great pressure, was about to hit Yu Nanfeng when it was stopped by the white light.

The blade wheel reversed direction, instantly cutting through the water's surface, slicing across the entire river, and reaching the other side.

The large, chaotic white light flashed twice, first to the middle of the river, then to the opposite bank.

The black-and-white vision suddenly faded, and the surroundings regained their color.

The entire black-and-white visual process was extremely brief.

Just like an ordinary person looking directly at lightning, their eyes cannot bear it, and for a moment they have the illusion that the world is bright and everything is dark.

In such a short time, both the Wolf Head Swordsman and Zhang Tao left this place.

Song Changle's mind was filled with extremely complicated emotions, and the first thought that flashed through his mind was actually... relief!

"Zhang Tao just left like that? Completely ignoring the battle here?!"

"Was it because he felt the Wolf Head Swordsman was unpredictable and decided to chase after him to exchange cards, just in case things changed, or was he just hot-blooded and acted recklessly..."

Song Changle was overjoyed.

With Zhang Tao focusing on the immediate situation without considering the bigger picture, Song Changle, who stayed behind, has a 100% chance of winning!

His face suddenly turned cold as he expressed his joy.

That's because the radar-like, icy energy, in the blink of an eye, all pressed up directly in front of him.

It was because Chu Tianshu had rushed to the front, and was now less than two meters away from Song Changle.

In an instant, too much icy energy was applied to Chu Tianshu.

Even Song Changle, the master of the house, felt a chill.

With his hair and eyebrows frozen in frost, and his eyelashes completely white, Chu Tianshu drew his sword in this very state!

A flash of flint, a glimmer of light like lightning in the clouds.

That was the blade rubbing against the mechanical watch strap on Song Changle's right wrist.

What appears to be a retro mechanical watch is actually a top-quality wristband.

Song Changle blocked one of the blows and prepared to counterattack.

He was confident that his speed would be no slower than the opponent's knife.

However, Chu Tianshu had seized the initiative; before he could even move his hand, the second slash had already grazed past.

This is a friction-like bright mark, like many silver needles clustered together, flashing and disappearing in mid-air.

It flashed six times in a row!

From the second strike, Song Changle had the idea of counterattacking, but he waited until all six flashes of light had passed before he actually moved.

It's not a counterattack.

It's a complete wipeout!

He retreated abruptly, and a hand fell to the ground where he landed.

When the whole hand landed on the ground, the fingers twitched and bent slightly.

The severed wrist was still encased in a complete mechanical watch; the watch strap was indeed incredibly strong, showing no signs of breakage or tearing.

However, the destructive power of Chu Tianshu's Blade of Remembrance penetrated the watch strap and severed that hand.

"Impossible, I am Taboo, you are just..."

As Song Changle retreated, he roared and swung out his left palm.

An ice crystal palm print, larger than a human body, blasted out like a tank's main cannon.

Chu Tianshu's figure flashed past the side of the palm print and charged forward.

So what if it's Taboo? Don't you bleed?

When the thunder sounds, where are you looking?

And I, I'm only looking at you!!!

Chu Tianshu's gaze was extremely focused.

When Song Changle met those eyes, a sense of unease welled up inside him.

His skill level had once been stuck below the Taboo realm, and he had no clue how to break through it.

It was their organization's leader who slew a Spirit Realm monster over forty meters long, resembling a dragon.

An unexpected discovery revealed an "ice bead" in the monster's throat bone, which was then specially given to Song Changle.

After much hesitation, Song Changle swallowed it and successfully broke through the barrier.

Less than half a month after his breakthrough, he couldn't contain himself and found an excuse to spar with Zhang Tao.

Afterwards, he finally realized that a Taboo powerhouse like himself, who broke through through "fortuitous encounters," was no less capable than someone like Zhang Tao, who broke through through normal cultivation and comprehension.

This further solidified his belief.

After combining the genes of the Spirit Realm species with human genes, the optimization trends were selected, and it turned out to be the path that our group should take in the future.

However, the risk of collapse after the genes from the two worlds combine is too great. To select a stable gene combination, a sufficient number of experimental subjects and patient monitoring are required.

In recent years, their subordinates have conducted numerous experiments, and as a result, they have gained some short-lived but useful subordinates.

However, no genetic program has yet been developed that can be used on top executives themselves.

This war started so suddenly today.

This made Song Changle suddenly realize something.

Perhaps, back then, Zhang Tao's strength was indeed similar to his when he broke through using the ice pearl.

However, by now, his strength is clearly inferior to Zhang Tao's.

Moreover, the so-called Taboo realm is not about becoming an immortal or a god; you will still bleed if you are cut down, and you will still die if you are decapitated!

Song Changle had known this common knowledge before, of course, but he hadn't considered himself an ordinary person for a long time. It seemed that only today did he suddenly remember it again.

So much so that when he saw the fiery rain sweeping down from the sky, he felt a long-lost warmth.

Dozens of fiery streams descended from the sky, heading straight for Chu Tianshu!

(End of this chapter)