Chapter 134: A Deadly Battle Between Guns and Swords (Part 2)

The position has been exposed, and the snake will arrive in less than three breaths.

The battlefield he chose was the tall buildings of the western part of the city. The personnel had already been dispersed, leaving it a complex, no-man's-land. The dense obstruction would normally be disadvantageous to both sides, but for a Longxiang martial artist, buildings were no different from flat ground. Chu Hengkong would definitely move in a straight line. He would smash through the buildings like a cannonball, then climb the walls to reach higher ground, bringing the most immediate death.

So Shax didn't move. The difference in mobility between the two was stark. By the time he turned with his gun in hand, the enemy's blade would have already pierced his back. He remained crouched, his stance intact. The second bullet slid into the chamber, and the invisible thread of his mental power snapped with his will. The trap he had laid on the battlefield had been triggered.

A sharp sound of breaking air was heard between buildings!

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There must be a trap. This was the battlefield the sniper had chosen himself, so he must have prepared in advance. Therefore, the moment he rushed forward, Chu Hengkong focused his attention to the extreme.

The intense concentration of his will and energy was so intense that it threatened to tear his organs apart. He could hear every speck of dust falling around him, discern the source of every scent, and feel the vibration of the subtle turning gears within the building.

Chu Hengkong's tentacles swirled, and he burst through the window into the empty building. A grenade trapped in the wall was about to trigger when it was destroyed by a flying knife. The trigger-type cannon on the ceiling was smashed by flying rocks. Calculating every bit of strength, not wasting a microsecond, he gathered his strength once more and rushed to the heights.

He heard a sudden sound of breaking air, and red blood burst out of his ears!

Hundreds of specially crafted bullets buried in western Jinye City exploded simultaneously. It was like the simultaneous whistling of a thousand bats, the whistling of ten thousand flying insects. Extremely high-frequency sound waves propagated between buildings, resonating and amplifying, amplified by specially orchestrated mechanisms. A roar inaudible to ordinary humans suddenly washed over Chu Hengkong, his mind blanking out. His extremely sharp senses had rendered him deaf!

——Yiqi Qianqiu is the secret to improve your physical fitness in all aspects.

Physical fitness, strength, reflexes, and every conceivable physical quality will be enhanced, including perception. However, strengths are also weaknesses. Just as a dog with keen hearing is afraid of noise, a killer who is overly focused on detection will be trapped by noise.

This was a tactic that could only be employed when fully prepared, and thus the Immortal Machine had been unable to be used in a fatal duel. Its purpose was simply to pause the killer's thoughts, buying the sniper a moment.

According to the information provided by Wu He, the Immortality Technique has the ability to repair minor injuries in about 0.03 seconds.

A genius at this only needs 0.015 seconds.

The time required for the sacrificial snake to heal itself is probably less than 0.01 seconds.

This literal split second was enough for Shax to make his next move: lock onto his opponent, fire his gun, and unleash his second bullet.

As blood flowed back into his ears and the damaged organs repaired, Chu Hengkong saw a golden "gun." At its tip was a spinning golden bullet, and a cluster of metal wrapped behind the bullet like a cloak, forming a "gun body" of the same color. The gun went straight for Chu Hengkong's right shoulder, firing at the only flaw created by the first shot.

He leaped up, dashing forward, dodging attacks while advancing. As the golden bullets pierced the ground, a golden rain showered his vision. The sound of hymns shook the air. From the ceiling, from the windows, from the ground, countless spears whistled out, like the crucifixion of a sinner.

Holy Blood Spear: Piercing and Crucifixion!

Besides sniping, Shax also excels with cold weapons like javelins, a skill gained from integrating his martial arts with the Strange Blade. He invests half his aggro, creating instantaneous piercing attacks within a 200-meter radius of the bullet's impact point. Each javelin carries the same lethality as a direct hit from a projectile.

If Chu Hengkong had chosen to hide his tracks and sneak in, he would have used this shot as a means to force him to reveal himself. But now, in order to close the distance and break into the building, he used the Crucifixion Bullet as a deadly move in a confined space. Protecting himself from such a high-intensity attack was impossible. If the killer slowed down to protect himself, the third shot would arrive, signaling his death.

Spears. Spears. Spears. Sharp weapons were everywhere, golden spears raining down like rain. To be struck by one of those spears would be severely wounded, the sharp weapons piercing the body's vital points, bringing destruction. Chu Hengkong's tentacles plummeted to the ground, the blue flames on his whip blazing brightly, forming pillars of fire that shot straight up from the ground.

The wide-area Blue Burn was triggered, and the rain of spears melted into a golden stream amidst the flames of ambition. But the attack wasn't over yet. New spears pierced the flames, piercing endlessly with a relentless determination to perish together. The impalement crucifixion wasn't over yet, for the bullet that triggered the execution was still circulating. After penetrating the floor, it reflected off the next floor, striking strangely sharp angles twice. After the Blue Burn was activated, it pierced the floor and shot out, rebounding towards Chu Hengkong's right shoulder.

Half hatred, a quarter paranoia, a quarter restlessness. This bullet was a modified "jump bullet," and like a golden hound, it would relentlessly pursue its prey until it struck.

It wouldn't matter if it hit the spine of the True Machine. This bullet contained no material; it was entirely Shax's own essence. He was betting his strength wouldn't be outmatched by a piece of inanimate matter. If even this was absorbed by the Immortal Machine, he deserved death!

The golden bullet shot out like a javelin, as resolute as the sniper himself. It aimed at the only opening, piercing the crimson blood. The bullet, piercing the blood, stopped, deformed, and then was deflected away by the force.

It hit a bloody shield!

His thoughts froze, his reactions interrupted. The sudden change cut through the sniper's plans like a sharp knife. The blonde's helper? Some special relic? Impossible. Retrieving the protective gear from the relic storage would take time, and his bullets couldn't be intercepted by the power of the glimmer. What method did Chu Hengkong use to make that instantly appearing crimson heavy shield—

At this moment, the sniper understood. Even more intense than the frustration was the shock that struck his brain.

According to the information Wu He provided, the Zhengxuan Gangqi Armor represents the quintessential defensive art of Longxiang martial artists. With the exception of a few attacks targeting the spirit body, it can be amplified and repelled by most attacks. If there are any flaws in this secret technique, they are primarily two. First, it consumes too much energy, limiting its use to low-level cultivators. Second, because the energy originates within oneself, the armor can only cover the surface of the body.

So, Chu Hengkong tore his body apart.

As the tentacles unleashed a blazing fire, the killer proactively tore off about half of his upper body. The armor covering his flesh became a blood-red shield, deflecting the second bullet. He shielded his sides and launched a magnificent charge into the hail of bullets.

Chu Hengkong recalled his partner's unwavering demeanor, forcing a smile onto his face as he charged. He now understood his partner's feelings. There was no need to dodge those hard, sharp, and pervasive attacks. To triumph, he needed to use his transcendent self as a shield, crushing them and blazing a bloody trail!

This was a move Shax had completely failed to anticipate, a tactic not typical of a killer. Like those secret techniques and special abilities, it was a gift gained after arriving in the Shendong Realm. The hail of bullets continued to fall, but it posed no threat. The spears striking from the front broke before the shield, while the sharp weapons from behind only managed to leave a green afterimage.

The shadow pierced through the glass, crashed through the wall, and squeezed the air as if it were solid. Oval holes appeared in the buildings it passed through, and the subsequent burst of wind pressure cut the bricks and tiles into irregular pieces. In the endless dust, only the green shadow moved forward.

His speed was too great, exceeding Shax's expectations. Even the most sophisticated machines couldn't track his movements. It was an otherworldly speed comparable to that of the Immortal Machines in bloody battle. Chu Hengkong's self-harm, using himself as a shield, brought him to the brink of death. He seized this opportunity to greatly increase the efficiency of Yiqi Qianqiu. Unpredictable, unpredictable, Shax barely had time to grasp the barrel of his gun before the killer's afterimage loomed in the air.

Chu Hengkong released his shield and grasped the sword with one hand. With a clang, the sword was unsheathed, and the blade's light was like white snow.

Steel Front Style: No Counterattack.

He swung his Iai sword mid-air, effortlessly, like a sword swinging in a dojo, severing the distant building with one stroke. The smooth cut deflected nearly half the structure, and then, with a burst of impetuous energy, he sliced ​​through the building, slicing the upper half into countless fragments. His foothold collapsed in an instant, and the shattered structure fell apart into hundreds of rubble. Shaxx was flung back by one of the boulders, letting out a hoarse laugh he hadn't even noticed.

That's how it is. It's always like this. You make all the most thorough plans, but you never anticipate what's next. Once you step onto the battlefield, nothing is certain; life or death depends entirely on you...

Just look at yourself!

He gripped the handle and pulled it hard, the heavy sniper rifle's barrel disintegrating. His left hand grasped the weapon-like barrel, while his right held the large pistol hidden within the barrel. The last bullet was in the gun, his strongest weapon, composed entirely of "death."

Shax plummeted through the air, his world inverted like a cascade, the blood pooling in his brain blurring his vision. Perhaps it was over before he could fire, perhaps this moment, along with all his experiences in hell, was a fleeting fantasy of death. He listened to the gun's chant, the weapon chanting a Hallelujah to himself.

He saw a green shadow graze the edge of his vision, the killer leaping up on the rocks. Everything seemed like the nightmare from the past, the despair that would haunt him forever. He knew the killer was about to draw his knife, knew the blade's gleam, as bright as lightning. His gun and bullets would be severed, and he would feel the helpless pain of falling in the cold.

The killers' eyes met in mid-air, and Shax pulled the trigger with a wild laugh.

It is no longer a helpless nightmare. In a completely different reality, whistling bullets are heading towards the sword light!

(End of this chapter)