265: A slave of three surnames

Shen Bei felt baffled.

He just wanted a meal he could actually swallow.

Yet, Yun Zhiyi thought he was a piece of trash from the Apocalypse Cult?

What an overreaction.

"I recognize the twin sabers on your back. What is your relationship with Oleg? How did they end up in your hands?"

Yun Zhiyi went straight to the core of the issue.

Shen Bei hummed in acknowledgment.

He seemed to understand.

So, it was these twin sabers that made him mistakenly believe he was a member of the Apocalypse Cult?

Shen Bei's eyes flickered. He deliberately weighed his words: "I stole them."

"That's a good joke."

Yun Zhiyi narrowed his eyes.

"It's not a joke."

Shen Bei said clearly, "I really did steal them."

"Alright, alright, I'll pretend you stole them."

Yun Zhiyi, slightly helpless but still sharp, pressed on, "Then are you a member of the Headhunter Tribe?"

"No."

"Sent by the military to capture me?"

Shen Bei: ???

What's going on?!

What is all this?!

Shen Bei looked at Yun Zhiyi with a very strange expression.

Good heavens.

Is this guy a troublemaker?

Did he provoke all three major factions, making him paranoid?

Shen Bei instantly felt that Yun Zhiyi... was not simple.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have mentioned the military coming to arrest him.

Shen Bei got excited.

Could this guy be a wanted criminal?

He never expected such an unexpected harvest!

It was his turn to gain attributes.

Shen Bei slowly stood up, tilting his head slightly in confusion: "I was originally just here for a part-time job, but it seems you have a story."

Yun Zhiyi's gaze was sharp, and his tone was sarcastic: "Stop pretending. A remote, poor place like this isn't worth a Martial Artist's time. Your arrival is very suspicious. Why don't you tell the truth?"

Shen Bei spread his hands openly, an innocent look on his face: "Everything I said is true. If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do. But you've successfully caught my attention. Tell me, are you from the Headhunter Tribe or the Apocalypse Cult? I'm very familiar with them."

"Heh."

Yun Zhiyi, with an air of arrogance, snorted coldly: "I don't belong to any faction. It's just that the military has been looking for me."

"It seems this place is not suitable for long stays."

Yun Zhiyi's entire body erupted with malevolent Qi: "However, before I leave, I'll kill you, this scout, to teach your master a lesson!"

Shen Bei said, "Oh."

He probably understood.

This guy likely had some secret that the military wanted.

Shen Bei grinned: "Just my luck, I happen to like meddling."

Although he was somewhat puzzled as to why Yun Zhiyi, a Six-Rank Martial Artist, would be working here.

Even if he was wanted by the military, it didn't quite make sense.

But Shen Bei didn't think too much.

As long as he captured him and sent him to the military, the settlement panel would definitely be activated, and that meant a large amount of attribute points!

The more challenging the task, the higher the cost-effectiveness!

At this moment, Yun Zhiyi's face was full of disdain: "Just you? A mere Five-Rank Martial Artist, I'll give you one chance. Now, immediately, get out of here!"

Shen Bei shook his head, directly refusing: "No, I haven't finished my part-time job yet. Don't cross my bottom line."

Even if the King of Heaven came today, he had to finish his work!

Otherwise, not only would he have wasted half a day, but he also wouldn't be able to activate the settlement reward.

Shen Bei never asked if it was a big loss or a small loss.

As long as he lost, he felt uncomfortable and displeased.

"Then let me test your courage!"

The naturally suspicious Yun Zhiyi's figure flickered.

He lunged at Shen Bei's face, throwing a punch.

With this punch, Qi exploded in quick succession. All obstructing air was compressed and exploded by the fierce and pure power, forming a series of shockwave air currents.

Shen Bei, with an excited expression, loved this kind of challenge.

He directly met it with a punch.

Where his fist went, it was as if a Category 10 hurricane had swept through. Countless dust and broken stones were whipped up by the punch wind, roaring like an enraged Dragon towards Yun Zhiyi, utterly ferocious!

This clash.

Caused the kiln caves within a twenty-meter radius above the entire brick kiln to collapse and cave in!

The heat from the brick firing surged out, as scorching as a volcanic eruption.

At the same time, the collision of their forces created a visible ripple force field. The ripple force field only flashed for an instant, then spread out like an exploding bubble. The extremely powerful force violently tore at the air, and simultaneously, the unparalleled power fluctuation instantly destroyed all matter within a ten-meter radius of the collision center!

Whether it was flames or brick walls, everything shattered under this destructive force.

And under this terrifying shockwave, the brick kiln began to vibrate wildly, looking as if an earthquake of magnitude seven or eight had occurred!

In such a comet-meets-Earth collision, both Shen Bei and Yun Zhiyi, who was closer, let out a muffled groan, then retreated frantically, spitting blood.

The workers who were eating nearby screamed in fright, dropped their bowls, and immediately started to flee.

They had to run.

If they fell into the brick kiln, the thousand-degree high temperature would skip the cremation step and burn them directly to ash.

They fled the scene in terror, standing at a distance, still shaken, exclaiming:

"What's going on? Why did they start fighting without a word?"

"What's wrong with this world? Are Martial Artists having a hard time? There are two Martial Artists working part-time..."

"It seems that Martial Artist who fed us like pigs suddenly went off. He must be a wanted criminal."

"I don't understand, I completely don't understand. If only one of them had endured, it wouldn't have come to this."

"The key is, how dare Shen Bei think of capturing Yun Zhiyi for a reward?"

...

At this moment, Yun Zhiyi leaped out of a sea of fire.

He patted out the flames on his body.

Shen Bei, however, stood oblivious in the scorching fire kiln, slowly walking out.

Shen Bei spread his hands, his gaze slanted, a deeply malicious smile on his face: "A punch from a Six-Rank Martial Artist, nothing more. How about I suggest something? You surrender obediently, I'll send you to the military for a reward. It's that simple, what do you say?"

Yun Zhiyi burst into uncontrollable laughter: "If I wanted to go to the military, I could walk there myself. I don't need your help."

"You really do need a little help. Please accept my good intentions."

Shen Bei licked his lips.

"In my life, I, Yun, have joined the military, joined the Headhunter Tribe, and integrated into the Apocalypse Cult."

Shen Bei was stunned.

A three-faced vassal?

What exactly is this guy's identity?

Things were indeed not as simple as he imagined.

He might have stumbled upon a big fish!

At this moment, Yun Zhiyi slowly continued: "What kind of person haven't I met? But this is the first time I've seen such a high proportion of true attributes. What Cultivation Technique have you Cultivated? Are you willing to share it?"

Shen Bei nodded: "Of course. I'm the kind of person who chews sugarcane thoroughly and shares half with friends."

Shen Bei's tone paused: "As long as you share your secret, we can discuss anything."

Yun Zhiyi smiled: "I'm sorry, even your life might not be worth a single hair of my secret."

"Then I'm even more interested."

Yun Zhiyi's eyes were full of condescending disdain: "That depends on whether you have the ability to make me speak."

As he spoke.

Yun Zhiyi held his left arm across his chest, his five fingers loosely clasped, as if grasping something, and then sharply pulled it outward!

At the location of his Dantian in his chest, specks of light instantly scattered and poured out. A beam of light, as if substantial, was tightly held by him and pulled out from his chest!

This Qi glow was in the shape of a long Saber, with specks of light radiating, exuding a beautiful yet contradictory feeling amidst the cruel killing intent.

Combat Soldier True Qi Manifestation!

Crack!

Yun Zhiyi squeezed his five fingers, and this long Saber Qi glow instantly shattered!

It transformed into fragmented Qi glows tinged with ice and fire, and in a slight tremor, suddenly turned into crescent-shaped True Qi blades, humming incessantly around Yun Zhiyi's body!

In an instant, crescent moons seemed to appear in the sky, hanging high above.

Yun Zhiyi's voice drifted: "Let me see your Saber Skill. Is it as profound as Oleg's?"

Shen Bei drew his twin sabers, unable to help but ask: "You've fought Oleg? Do you have the qualifications?"

"Just a spar."

Shen Bei raised an eyebrow. From the sound of it, this guy was doing well in the Apocalypse Cult, even able to spar with Bishop Oleg...

The next moment.

Roar!

Yun Zhiyi's face was cold. His hand seals changed, and the crescent Saber edges around him instantly seemed to come alive, whistling down towards Shen Bei on the ground!

Martial Skill: Burning Sun Dark Moon Saber!

Like Starfall, the moon descends.

The crescent moons, some scorching, some chilling, were extremely fast. In everyone's eyes, they were fleeting, falling from the sky.

The workers, attracted by the sounds of battle from afar, were stunned.

The scene was too shocking!

Rounds of crescent moons swept across, trailing streaks of fiery light, truly like the moon falling from the sky.

The other workers had already retreated a hundred meters, not daring to approach.

Everyone knew that the falling crescent moons, though beautiful, contained unimaginable terrifying power!

"You're scared."

"My fear is only that I might accidentally kill you, and the military won't pay me!"

Clang!

The twin sabers in Shen Bei's hands vibrated violently with Saber light!

The Saber sound was like thunder, from extreme stillness to extreme motion, exploding outwards. Saber light darted like Dragons and snakes, slashing towards the falling crescent moons!

Martial Skill: Sun and Moon Annihilation Drawing Blade Technique!

Boom!

Accompanied by cold words, with one Saber strike, silently, the first blazing crescent moon instantly burst apart, and streams of fiery light splattered everywhere!

The ground trembled slightly. Under the blast of fiery light, the half of the brick kiln behind Shen Bei again shattered and disintegrated with a crash. Amidst the flying debris, the ground beneath his feet was also cut by the streaks of light, sinking three feet!

Just the cutting impact of a single crescent moon's aftermath reduced the ground by three feet within a dozen meters, showing the ferocity of Yun Zhiyi's killing Move!

Yet, Shen Bei was completely unharmed in the fiery inferno. Whether it was the large and small broken stones on the ground, or the formless and intangible fiery air currents, everything was instantly split in two by his Saber.

Moreover, there was no room for any collision or friction; everything was silently severed in an instant!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The crescent moons shattered. Even without the active blessing of King Kong Indestructible, as long as Shen Bei struck with his Saber, an invisible force field would form, sweeping away and repelling everything, allowing the surging ice and fire to pass by without touching him.

It could even be said that simply by wielding the Saber in his hand, he could walk through raging waterfalls and torrential storms, yet his clothes would not be stained with a single drop of water. This was because whether it was flowing water, steam, sound, inertia, or kinetic energy, everything would be completely severed the instant it approached the Saber blade!

There was no grand and vast power, no scorching or chilling ice and fire, and not even intricate and profound Moves. But with such a Saber, he cleaved through obstacles, cleaved through enemies, and cleaved through life and death!

Shen Bei slowly raised his head, his face appearing fierce and hideous under the reflection of the Saber light: "If that's all, then forget it. It's very boring."

"Good!"

Yun Zhiyi laughed wildly, his eyes filled with distortion and cruel pleasure: "Then take my next Move!"