162: Chapter 162 Flying Swords Slay Enemies, Tigers Unleashed from Their Cages

Chapter 162: Flying Sword Kills Enemies, Ferocious Tiger Escapes Cage

The sea was pitch-black as ink, as if countless beasts were roaring and churning.

Crack—

A heaven-shaking lightning bolt cut through the night sky, illuminating the rolling white waves.

At the same time, it also revealed the figure of a masked man with his black hair dancing wildly in the wind.

[Remember this station's domain name, to track Taiwan novels, just go to kn.com, super reliable]

Around him, there was even a group of scaly, neither-human-nor-fish monsters floating and sinking among the waves.

Regarding Li Chengjun's question.

Fang Cheng did not answer, only looking coldly at the other party.

Apart from acting cool to deter the enemy, it was also because it was indeed inconvenient to speak right now, as he was gritting his teeth against the pain coming from all over his body.

With so many bullets hitting his body, to say he felt nothing would be complete nonsense.

The Qigong skill special effect increased his overall defense by 300% while standing in a stance, and the strength of his muscles and bones was boosted from 41 points to an extremely exaggerated 164 points.

But a body of flesh and blood could not be completely equated with steel after all.

Just the intense neurological stress response caused by bullets striking skin and bones like raindrops was not something an ordinary person could endure.

Fortunately, Fang Cheng had long guarded against the most vulnerable vital parts.

His face and eyes were perfectly shielded by a mask made of a special material.

As for his private parts wearing underwear, they were specially wrapped in extra True Qi by Fang Cheng, similarly suffering no damage.

Fang Cheng currently only felt his skin burning hot, and the spots where the bullets landed felt as if they had been hammered countless times with iron bars, aching incessantly.

The raging storm blowing against his body instead brought a wave of coolness and comfort.

Of course, this feeling of enduring pain must absolutely not be shown.

On the fishing boat.

Li Chengjun's eyes were fixed firmly on Fang Cheng; his facial expression seemed calm, but in his heart, he was also hesitating.

The ability the opponent had just displayed to withstand bullets head-on and remain almost unscathed truly made him somewhat wary.

You must know that even at the Noah Organization headquarters, experts capable of reaching this level were few and far between.

Li Chengjun figured that using his psychokinesis to defend against a few sneak-attack bullets was no problem.

But wanting to calmly face the concentrated firepower of dozens of submachine guns like the opponent did was completely impossible.

Because the more targets psychokinesis manipulated and the wider the range, the more dispersed and weak the power would become.

Putting himself in that position, naturally there were heavy scruples.

The raging waves continuously surged, and the gazes of both sides intersected and collided, yet the atmosphere grew increasingly frozen and tense.

Standing silently in the sea waves, Fang Cheng had already secretly adjusted his internal breath.

Suddenly, stepping on a merman's shoulder with the sole of his foot, his figure shot towards Li Chengjun like an arrow leaving the bow, taking the initiative to launch an attack.

Whoosh—

He only saw the raging storm wrapping around the human figure, thrown over like a black lightning bolt.

Li Chengjun's pupils shrank slightly as he immediately raised both hands, waving out a psychokinetic wall for defense.

However.

Fang Cheng's target was not on him.

After landing on the deck, his toes continuously tapped rapidly and his figure flashed swiftly, pouncing towards those armed pursuers.

For Fang Cheng, the greatest danger actually still came from the physical damage caused by firearms.

Because he did not truly possess the Indestructible Vajra Divine Skill.

Fang Cheng rushed into the crowd, smashing with flying knees and elbows, turning to deliver a side kick.

Immediately followed by continuous high kicks, using Dance of Lightning, leaping lightly while his strength weighed thousands of catties, every move taking lives.

Having experienced the previous battle, those pursuers were already so frightened that they dared not fire again, caring only about hiding and fleeing.

On the deck, a chaotic scene instantly presented itself.

By the time Li Chengjun reacted, Fang Cheng had already killed four people in succession.

He immediately shouted: "Boulder, Ke Ziping!"

As he spoke, an invisible and heavy force field crashed down, causing everyone's movements on the ship to slow down and slightly delaying Fang Cheng's speed.

Immediately afterwards, the force field rapidly shrank its range, concentrating entirely on Fang Cheng alone.

Thud, thud, thud!

Accompanied by footsteps that shook the deck, a tall and sturdy man opened his thick arms, crushing over like a small mountain.

Fang Cheng's gaze narrowed slightly, suddenly turning and twisting his hips, lashing a fierce whip kick onto his chest.

A grayish-white color emerged on the surface of the sturdy man's body, as if he had transformed into an Incarnation of rock, yet he only retreated two steps, seemingly suffering no damage at all.

The reason why the opponent was able to withstand this kick was certainly because he used some kind of enhancement ability, but also because under the interference of Li Chengjun's force field, Fang Cheng's kicking speed had slowed down and his power had decreased considerably.

Just as Fang Cheng and the bouldery sturdy man were fighting.

Two more figures jumped over from the opposite steamship one after another.

Swish!

A soundless cutting noise rang out behind Fang Cheng, carrying a certain chilly and horrifying Aura, strangling towards his neck.

It was none other than another esper, Ke Ziping, launching a sneak attack from behind.

That person was standing a dozen meters away, ten fingers spitting out a certain transparent silk thread, flicking it through the air like a net silently slipping towards Fang Cheng's neck.

Especially in the dark night, the tiny, sharp silk threads were even harder to detect, only faintly flashing with bits of cold light when dampened by raindrops.

If one's sensory perception was slightly weaker, it would be extremely easy to fall for it carelessly, a method that could be described as utterly vicious and insidious.

With sharp eyes and ears, Fang Cheng discerned the wind's position, bowing his head and dodging to the side without hesitation, intending to deal with this esper first.

But just while dodging the attack.

The bouldery sturdy man opened his arms once more, pressing over like a small mountain; once embraced by him, it would be very difficult to break free.

And not just him alone, another man holding a dagger and wearing combat uniform also joined this fierce battle.

This person's strength was not great, but his speed was faster than anyone else present, swiftly moving like a ghost, and he grasped the timing of his strikes quite deviously.

He was precisely the captain of this pursuer squad.

Facing the encirclement of the two, Fang Cheng's body spun rapidly like a spinning top, bypassing them instantly.

Even while enduring the force field restraint of more than a dozen times standard atmospheric pressure, his movements were still far more flexible than ordinary people by many times.

Li Chengjun's gaze flashed rapidly, his sight locking firmly onto Fang Cheng's figure.

The shrunk-range force field tightly enclosed the target like a cage, trying its best to bind the opponent's limbs like a quagmire.

Seeing that the target's figure was still flexible and at ease, Li Chengjun's eyes turned fierce, immediately driving his psychokinesis further.

As fine beads of sweat seeped from his forehead, the force field intensity soon reached over 20 times standard pressure.

Finally... causing the figure in the cage to noticeably slow down, returning to normal human form.

Swish!

Fang Cheng suddenly felt a trace of chill faintly rise on his spine.

His heart shook, and True Qi gushed out from his Dantian, instantly spreading to all his limbs and bones.

Rumbling—

In the blink of an eye, the tightly closed pores of his whole body abruptly opened, accompanied by the roaring of thunderous sounds, venting a surging white vapor from within.

After dissipating part of the pressure, Fang Cheng's body loosened slightly, quickly dodging the successive attacks.

When he turned his head to scan around, he saw Ke Ziping's wrist flick slightly, shaking off the blood droplets adhering to the silk thread on his hand.

Having succeeded in his sneak attack, his eyes held some joy, yet he was also somewhat surprised at Fang Cheng's reaction speed and body hardness.

The fishing boat's area was not large, and the maneuvering space was insufficient.

Under Li Chengjun's force field pressure.

The bouldery sturdy man relied on his defensive ability to shoulder the frontal attack, attempting to control the target with wrestling techniques.

The captain of the pursuer squad assisted the sturdy man from the side, constantly moving around and harassing him with attacks.

Ke Ziping hid far away, manipulating silk threads as sharp as razor blades, waving and flinging them in the air, waiting for an opportunity to cut and strangle.

The four people's nearly perfect coordinated offense made Fang Cheng, whose movements were restricted, inevitably appear hard-pressed and clumsy.

In an instant, danger lurked everywhere.

If Li Chengjun ordered a concentrated firepower attack again at this moment, Fang Cheng would inevitably suffer more damage.

But right now, those pursuer team members were likewise too busy to care for themselves.

Because the swarming mermans in the sea had already climbed onto the boat one after another, lunging fiercely towards them.

The wind and waves howled, the fishing boat swayed, blood flew everywhere, and gunshots rang out loudly.

Bearing heavy pressure, Fang Cheng dodged the fatal strike of the silk thread and the stray bullets flying everywhere.

Just like the mermans, after leaving the seawater, they could no longer continue stirring up waves, losing their combat advantage in the marine environment.

But it didn't matter.

Because from beginning to end, the most reliable thing was still his own incomparably strong body.

Fang Cheng's gaze narrowed slightly, thoughts flashing rapidly in his mind.

Li Chengjun was indeed very strong, far stronger than anyone he had encountered before.

One could even say he was more than a tier stronger than the other two espers.

Under such siege conditions, wanting to use him as a Breakthrough point was unrealistic.

Aside from him, there was one ranged attacker and two close-combat entanglers.

The damage close combat could inflict on him was limited; only that esper's silk thread was extremely special and posed a huge danger.

No mistakes, first release, inside content, check one by one!

"So..."

The thought spun in his mind for less than a second.

Fang Cheng made a decision instantly, seeing the tall bouldery sturdy man take a large step and savagely lunge before him.

At this very moment, he did not dodge again, but instead ground his toes hard against the deck.

Then he pushed off hard with his right leg, turned his body and thrust his hips, flying out with a kick.

The spinning kick carried a sound of piercing through the air, with a "bang" kicking heavily onto the chest of the sturdy man who lunged over like a small mountain.

Clack clack clack—

Accompanied by a muffled sound, the sturdy man who seemed to have transformed into an Incarnation of rock instantly leaned backward, staggering back out of control.

He was actually kicked back several meters until he leaned against the ship's railing, spitting out a mouthful of blood and nearly falling into the sea.

Similar Kicking Techniques, but the power was completely different.

The reason lay solely in the instant Fang Cheng raised his leg to attack, secretly operating True Qi and condensing it onto the sole of his foot.

Making this kick like a battering ram; even though it suffered force field restraint and the target's defense was extremely strong, it was still hard to offset its power.

Temporarily unable to deliver a finishing blow to the sturdy man, with the help of this kick's force, Fang Cheng's figure suddenly accelerated, turning his head to sprint towards Ke Ziping.

Ke Ziping had long seen the process of Fang Cheng kicking the sturdy man away, and immediately waved his hands unceasingly, interweaving the ten silk threads spewed from his fingertips into a web-like shape.

Every single silk thread was like an incomparably sharp blade, cutting through the air and emitting faint sizzling sounds, covering him overhead in an airtight manner.

Defense was simultaneously the best attack!

Looking at Fang Cheng, whose speed was not much faster than an ordinary person, a sinister smile leaked from the corner of Ke Ziping's mouth.

As if saying, as long as you dare to continue rushing up, that is seeking your own death.

Fang Cheng's face showed no expression of fear; his tightly closed mouth suddenly opened, and the mouthful of True Qi within his body had already been brewed for a long time.

Following a "pfft" sound, an azure True Qi resembling a water pillar spat out, just like an arrow, a spear, a Flying Sword!

At this moment, carrying intense killing intent, it passed through the dense silk net, directly assaulting Ke Ziping's chest.

"How is this possible?!"

Ke Ziping was shocked in his heart; that azure Flying Sword shooting straight at him tore through the air and the force field, bringing up a series of ear-piercing tearing sounds, as if it had broken the sound barrier.

Without needing to experience it personally once, one could understand how terrifying the lethality contained within it was.

"Ah—"

Although Ke Ziping was frightened out of his wits, his reaction was not slow at all, desperately using his arms to block almost instinctively.

But it was still too slow!

The next second, the water pillar resembling a Flying Sword passed through the silk net and Ke Ziping's arms guarding his chest, slamming into his torso with a muffled explosive sound.

Amidst the shockwave of air, there seemed to be an invincible penetrating power that instantly tore apart flesh and blood, leaving a bloody hole startlingly on his body, directly piercing through his heart as blood spurted wildly.

After Fang Cheng came from the seabed to the surface of the sea, he had never spoken.

There was another important reason: he had held a mouthful of seawater in his mouth.

To cope with the current situation as a trump card.

Clatter—

The soles of his boots trod on the deck, forcefully stopping his footsteps.

After a figure holding a dagger rushed in front of Fang Cheng, he rapidly retreated in a burst of steps.

It was precisely that pursuer captain; he had originally intended to sandwich him front and back with his companion, but seeing this scene, he couldn't help trembling all over in fright.

Spitting Qi to form an arrow, killing Ke Ziping, Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed, abruptly turning his head to look at him.

Coming just in time!

Originally subjected to force field restraint, it was still hard to catch this relatively faster guy.

Now...

"Roar!"

True Qi billowed within Fang Cheng's abdomen, and he once again spat Qi and voiced out, sound waves violently vibrating the air and spreading instantly to all around.

Clearly it was just a low guttural sound, yet it seemed like heaven-shaking thunder and a tiger's roar exploded in everyone's ears.

Causing that pursuer captain's mind and soul to tremble slightly.

Even Li Chengjun, who was manipulating the force field with all his might in an attempt to completely suppress Fang Cheng, couldn't help pausing slightly.

In battles between Martial Artists, Aura was of utmost importance; if one side's Aura was suppressed, the other side would inevitably be unstoppable like a bamboo split open.

Boom!

Seizing the initiative, Fang Cheng abruptly threw a punch like a ferocious tiger escaping its cage, his Aura alone sufficient to crush the enemy.

Crack—

Accompanied by the sound of bone shattering, the head of the retreating pursuer captain was blasted open, blood mixed with brain matter splashing onto the deck.

In the blink of an eye, one was severely injured and two were counter-killed, breaking the joint siege of several espers.

Such a bloody and ferocious scene caused all the combat personnel around to involuntarily hold their breath.

Fang Cheng stood quietly, the blood and Qi within his body boiling and churning.

His gaze cast towards the last target truly worthy of a full-out attack.

Even though the force field was still suppressing the opponent's figure, Li Chengjun abruptly felt a chill from the bottom of his heart.

As if he was facing a vicious, atrocious ferocious tiger draped in human skin.

...

At the training camp base, inside the underground cavern.

A murderous conflict was already nearing its end.

The battle between the Zhenxiang Society sacrificial personnel and the Noah Organization elite members resulted in heavy casualties for both sides.

The survivors lay on the ground, either breathing their last or groaning in pain.

Only two people were still continuing to fight, emitting a series of air-shattering sounds.

Zheng Hongxin threw a punch, his huge, dark green, scaly fist, as if wrapped in blue spark energy, fiercely smashing toward Minister Luo Lie.

Minister Luo Lie compressed and gathered all his psychokinesis onto both palms, also meeting the opponent's fist and surging straight up.

Boom!

When the immense forces collided, they burst forth with a deafening sonic wave, shaking the entire cavern as if it were trembling, dust and gravel falling rustlingly.

The two each retreated several steps, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Clearly both had suffered not-so-light internal injuries, unable to continue plunging into battle for a short time.

As for who would live and who would die in the next duel, it depended on whose body and energy recovery speed was faster.

At this moment, a Zhenxiang Society member lying heavily injured on the ground suddenly let out a weak yet joyful shout.

"Everyone, look quickly at the truth stele, someone seems to be helping us deal with the enemy on the sea."

Hearing this, the other injured members raised their heads and looked over one after another.

"This person is so strong! He is wearing a mask, who on earth is he?"

"Even those mermans obey his orders, could the President have returned..."

At this moment, more and more people noticed the image displayed by the truth stele, perking up and discussing it with concern.

Even Minister Luo Lie and Zheng Hongxin in a standoff couldn't help being attracted by the shouting.

Simultaneously turning their heads to look at another fierce battle on the sea ten kilometers away.