Clash

At a bend in the massive Shuiyun Pavilion building, Pei Jing and his men, dressed in worker uniforms, set up an ambush.

Although it was unknown which brilliant person had arranged for technicians to install surveillance cameras in Willow Garden, Pei Jing and his group took advantage of this opportunity.

They changed into work clothes and put on helmets.

The simple procedures allow them to move around the willow garden with just a few rolls of cable and instruments, enabling them to know exactly what is happening in every place.

For example, Wang Haoran and his group were caught off guard and easily dealt with.

If it weren't for the need to increase their leverage to control related industries in Western Capital City, they would have given Wang Haoran a quick death after crippling him.

When they repeated the operation, this time they targeted Zhou Rihui.

Seeing Zhou Rihui stumble and fall, covered in blood, into the area guarded by the crowd, even the scheming Pei Jing couldn't contain his impatience.

Pei Jing let out a low shout, and together with the people he had set up an ambush, they charged out.

Zhou Rihui, covered in blood, charged forward wildly, but then abruptly stopped.

As if he had been prepared, Zhou Rihui brought his sprint to a stop with remarkable precision.

This is the ability that comes from top-notch on-the-spot reaction.

Pei Jing's sword missed its mark, and he couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

"Impressive skill!"

He swung his longsword, slightly bent his body, and then burst out.

No matter how capable Zhou Rihui is, once the other side is like a lamb entering a tiger's den, there's no way he'll let them escape.

As long as Zhou Xin doesn't come, Pei Jing is indeed not afraid of a head-on battle.

The pursuing sword thrust repeatedly, and after several muffled sounds, Zhou Rihui's blood was already splattered.

"You're still a bit weaker than your Laozi. My Shattering Qi Sword is enough to drain your blood in three minutes!"

Zhou Rihui roared and threw a punch, which Pei Jing dodged by tilting his body, but he couldn't help but snort coldly, trying to demoralize Zhou Rihui.

"Old man!"

Zhou Rihui was in pain.

If Zhang Qiaoen's knife is a violent strike that kills instantly, then Pei Jing's sword is a thorn hidden in cotton.

Although the opponent was wielding a longsword, it had the same effect as the Qi-breaking needles used by Professors Luo Tianming and Luo Hui.

Pei Jing's sword did not have a rounded tip; instead, it was thin and long, with a needle-like, sharp tip.

Perhaps to target Zhou Xin, Pei Jing's sword was extremely special, not a conventional sword, but highly targeted.

This sword is undoubtedly extremely adept at thrusting.

Zhou Rihui felt a sharp pain as he was stabbed, and his body twisted and dodged uncontrollably from the pain, causing him to curse loudly.

A bluish-black tinge appeared on his body, and his palms rapidly thickened and enlarged, his fan-like hands repeatedly striking out, attempting to grab Pei Jing or Pei Jing's sword.

But after several unsuccessful attempts to capture him, Zhou Rihui gave up on his plan to trade injury for death.

This is his most hated opponent, and also the one who can defeat him, even after he enters the Sixth Sequence.

But Zhou Rihui still has enough confidence in his heart.

If Ren Yisheng were to intervene in the conflict, even with just a sliver of an opportunity, he could exploit Pei Jing's greatest strength and turn the tables, switching from defense to offense.

Zhou Rihui crossed his arms to protect himself from Pei Jingshi, but felt a sharp pain in his waist as he was struck by Xu Wana's dart.

A tingling, numb sensation surged through Zhou Rihui's heart. How could Zhou Rihui not know that he had been poisoned? It was only because his body could withstand it that he didn't die suddenly.

Ten more sharp steel claws came at his eyes, and Zhou Rihui barely managed to turn his head away.

In a short span of time, Zhou Rihui was hit by three Sixth Sequence Holder.

Although he had suffered many blows, Pei Ying was still more than forty meters away from Zhou Rihui, while Li Yingbo and the others were still a hundred meters away.

His relentless attacks drew the attention of the three attackers and kept them occupied.

"It's a trap!"

When Chen Zhenguo, who was holding a shield at the rear, shouted, Zhou Rihui felt the pressure hitting him instantly ease.

The yin and yang stimuli shot out, forcing Xuwana to distract herself, followed by a burst of thick smoke and billowing black smoke.

Zhou Rihui had difficulty seeing his surroundings clearly, but he knew that Li Yingbo and the others should not have come within a few meters of him, which made him unleash a flurry of punches and blows.

A dull cry of pain rang out as his fist slammed repeatedly against a large shield.

When Zhou Rihui Zhou Rihui nearly knocked off his feet by a sweeping motion from behind, he realized that Zhou Bo, that simple-minded high- Sequence Holder, had arrived.

The bayonet Zhou Bo used weighed sixty kilograms, which was precisely the means to restrain these shield- Sequence Holder soldiers.

He grunted, and as he reluctantly made way, he couldn't help but kick forward again.

With that kick, Zhou Rihui felt as if he had kicked a wooden stake; the sound of bones shattering rang out instantly.

"They were intimidated and suppressed by Ren Yisheng!"

Zhou Rihui was overjoyed.

As long as they can withstand direct attacks, Sequence Holder skilled in deterrence will play an unparalleled supporting role in the fight.

Chen Zhenguo's cries of "it's a trap" were useless; the game had already begun for them to strike.

Huo Deqian's smoke bombs were indistinguishable from friend to foe. Such explosives were suitable for use when escaping, but they were still used in the attack. Everyone saw the confusion caused by the smoke, which could give Ren Yisheng and others a chance to play a role.

At this moment, the battle plan worked perfectly, and Zhou Rihui was filled with murderous intent, launching a wild and unrestrained attack.

Zhou Rihui only stopped punching and kicking after Zhou Bo, who had previously hit him with a military dagger, groaned and fell to the ground.

He waved his hand vigorously across the area billowing with black smoke, trying to pinpoint the exact location of his opponents.

The time was not long, only one minute and twenty-two seconds.

The confrontation Sequence Holder shouldn't have been so short. Even with Pei Jing and his allies surrounding and suppressing him, they only mentioned that Zhou Rihui's blood would be released within three minutes, but the deterrence and suppression had an influence that was hard to put into words.

As long as they hold on, the battle will turn into their own territory, and even if Zhou Rihui fights haphazardly, he can still sweep away the opponents.

Amidst billowing black smoke, another gunshot rang out.

With a muffled groan from his opponent, Zhou Rihui positioned himself, leaped up, and slammed down.

He reached out and grabbed ten sharp claws, tearing them off and throwing them away. Wang Handian, Sixth Sequence Holder skilled in using steel claws, was killed without a trace.

"Hey!"

With another exhale and a shout, Zhou Rihui stomped down heavily.

The sound of a helmet shattering rang out, and then a pair of hands, like vises, gripped his right foot tightly.

The desperate struggle did not shift the balance of the battle; just five seconds after exerting his strength, the sound of bones shattering under Zhou Rihui's right foot rang out again.

Zhou Rihui reached out and grabbed a dented steel shield weighing over 200 pounds.

He picked up the steel shield and fanned it forward, and black smoke surged forward like a storm wave.

A golden light flashed through the black smoke.

As Zhou Rihui tilted his head rapidly, he felt a sharp pain in his ear. When he activated the Black Armor Combat Technique, his ear, which was as hard as iron, was almost sliced off at the root.

"Screw you!"

He slammed his steel shield forward.

The ear is an awkward and embarrassing part of the body. Cutting off one ear won't affect his Sixth Sequence strength, and few people would cut off their ears specifically for fighting, but it does significantly impact a person's integrity.

Zhou Rihui never expected to end up like this. He was filled with resentment and could only hope that Zhang Xuezhou could repair his ear to prevent him from having any problems when he sought the Seventh Sequence in the future.

"Go!"

Zhu Liangping's voice arrived just in time, and Xu Wana's painful cries echoed through the black smoke.

Then two more gunshots rang out, and the painful sound instantly turned into the sound of struggling to breathe.

"Professor Song, watch your right!"

When Zhang Xuezhou's voice rang out, Zhou Rihui couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It wasn't just Zhang Xuezhou firing the gun; Song Bu'er had infiltrated the area sometime earlier and was also secretly cooperating.

Pei Jing's four top fighters killed three of them in a short period of time, while Zhang Xuezhou and the others had clearly set their sights on Du Qi, the weakest in the rankings.

"Pei Jing, get out here!"

Zhou Rihui shouted loudly.

The purpose of eliminating the others first was to work together to deal with Pei Jing.

However, Zhou Rihui lost his bearings in the black smoke and had no idea where Pei Jing had hidden during the confrontation.