64: Chapter 64: The Truth Revealed, I'm a Fourth-Rank Official
Killed in one blow!
That Peak Third Grade assassin couldn't even see Wang Pingan's movements clearly before their heart was shattered by a powerful hidden force. The life in their eyes vanished instantly like a snuffed-out candle flame.
It all happened too fast.
So fast that the other two assassins, who were flanking from the left and right, couldn't even process the unbelievable scene before them.
"Thinking of leaving now?"
A cold voice, devoid of any emotion, seemed to ring directly in his ear.
The leader's pupils contracted violently. He discovered with horror that Wang Pingan's figure had disappeared from where he was standing before he knew it.
The next second, a blurry afterimage appeared behind him like a ghost.
Phantom Step, perfected!
Under the augmentation of the Fourth-Rank Martial Artist's vigorous blood energy, Wang Pingan's speed had become so fast that he turned into a streak of light almost impossible to capture with the naked eye.
"Not good!"
Alarm bells rang in the assassin's heart. Without thinking, he poured all his blood energy into his back, attempting to withstand this blow head-on.
But Wang Pingan's attack did not land on his back at all.
A palm covered in pale golden Qi passed through his armpit at an extremely tricky angle and landed lightly on his left ribs.
That was the node for blood energy circulation, the blind spot with the weakest defense!
Bang!
Another dull sound that made one's heart race.
The assassin only felt an extremely condensed and overbearing force instantly pierce into his body like a red-hot steel needle, and then explode!
His internal blood energy defense was as fragile as paper in front of this force, instantly crumbling.
His internal organs felt as if they were grabbed tightly by an invisible hand, and then suddenly crushed!
"Ugh..."
The assassin opened his mouth, and blood mixed with visceral fragments sprayed out. His sturdy body, which he was proud of, collapsed limply to the ground as if his bones had been removed.
He stared with wide eyes, unable to understand until he died how the other party found the only fatal weak point in his cultivation technique that only he knew about.
In the blink of an eye, two of the three Peak Third Grade elite assassins were gone.
Only the last assassin, who had been flanking from the left, remained. He was frozen in place with a look of horror, neither advancing nor retreating.
His mind was blank, completely stunned by the bloody and efficient slaughter before him.
Run!
This was the only thought in his mind.
He turned abruptly and used all his strength in his legs, running madly towards the direction he came from.
However, he had only run two steps.
A figure appeared in front of him like a teleportation, blocking his way.
It was Wang Pingan.
He stood there composed, dusting off non-existent dust from his hands, with a strange smile on his face.
"Don't be in such a hurry to leave."
Wang Pingan's voice was very gentle.
"I... I'll fight you to the death!"
The assassin knew he had no way to escape, and immense fear drove him completely mad.
He let out a beast-like roar, brandishing the energy blade in his hand, and slashed fiercely at Wang Pingan's neck with a suicidal stance.
Facing this final madness, Wang Pingan just shook his head gently.
He slowly raised his right hand and extended his index and middle fingers.
In the assassin's incredulous gaze, he used two fingers to nonchalantly catch the energy blade that could cut through alloy armor.
Hum—
The energy blade let out a violent wail, the dark blue light on the blade flickering wildly, but it could no longer move forward a single inch.
The assassin felt that what he had slashed into was not two fingers, but a huge pair of iron pliers made from the hardest material in the universe.
"You..."
His eyes, hidden under the mask, were wide as copper bells, filled with incomprehensible horror and despair.
Barehanded... catching an energy blade?
Is this even human?
This had completely exceeded his perception of martial arts and power!
"Peak Third Grade? Is that it?"
There was a hint of boredom in Wang Pingan's tone.
His fingers holding the energy blade twisted slightly.
Snap!
A crisp sound.
That energy blade, composed of high-intensity energy particles, was actually snapped directly by him with just two fingers!
The broken energy blade turned into countless light spots and dissipated into the air.
The assassin was completely stunned.
He stared blankly at the remaining half of the hilt in his hand, his brain completely crashed.
Wang Pingan did not give him any more chances.
He released his fingers, formed his hand into a blade, and gently tapped the assassin's glabella.
Pfft.
A soft sound.
A tiny blood hole appeared on the assassin's forehead.
The light in his eyes quickly dimmed, and his body swayed before falling straight backwards.
Thus, all three Peak Third Grade assassins were wiped out.
The entire process, from when Wang Pingan unleashed his strength to the end, did not even exceed ten seconds.
This was not an evenly matched battle at all.
This was a one-sided crushing from a higher level of life.
Wang Pingan shook his hand as if he had just swatted three annoying flies.
He turned around and cast his gaze toward the high points hidden in the shadows beside the restricted area.
Those snipers had not fired a single shot since the battle began.
It wasn't that they didn't want to fire.
It was that they... dared not.
They were scared out of their wits.
In their tactical goggles, everything that just happened was clearly recorded.
Instant kill with one punch.
Snapping a blade with two fingers.
What kind of terrifying strength is this?
How is this the Peak Third Grade mentioned in the intelligence?
This is clearly a Fourth-Rank, or possibly even a higher-level monster!
"Withdraw! Everyone, withdraw immediately!"
The sniper team leader issued a hysterical roar through the internal channel.