Chapter 679 Who am I?
The monster seemed to be completely enraged by its own question, and it let out a painful and manic roar, with hot and turbid air gushing out of its nostrils.
The next moment, the five fingers of the hand holding the head suddenly tightened, and terrible power erupted instantly.
"Bang!"
With a dull thud, the head exploded like a ripe watermelon, and red and white turbid matter flew everywhere, some of which even splashed onto the monster's mask and robe.
Zhang Liyu suppressed the urge to vomit and the intense fear, and secretly sensed the breath of the monster.
She could clearly feel that there was a chaotic yet extremely powerful force hidden in the other person's body, especially the surging blood and energy that was almost overflowing. In her keen perception, it was like a volcano about to erupt, full of danger.
At the moment she sensed it, the monster seemed to have keenly sensed something, suddenly raised its head, and looked towards the corner where Zhang Liyue was hiding.
Zhang Liyue quickly retracted her head and used the [Turtle Breathing Technique] to its fullest potential, reducing her presence to the lowest level, as if she had merged into one with the wall.
The monster stared in that direction in confusion, its nostrils twitching as it sniffed something in the air.
But it only smelled a strong smell of blood. The doubt in the eyes under the mask lasted for a few seconds, and finally slowly moved away, and was once again swallowed by great pain and confusion.
"Who am I? Who am I? Why is my head missing... Who? Who took my head?!"
It began to mumble to itself again, its voice sometimes crazy, sometimes aggrieved, like a lost child, echoing in the depths of the silent alley, broken and distorted.
The sound seemed to be squeezed out not from the throat, but from a pile of broken internal organs. It was hoarse with blood foam and phlegm, which was creepy.
Zhang Liyue was shocked and felt cold all over when she heard it at the corner.
Moreover, for some unknown reason, she always felt that this horrific and bizarre scene before her had a strange sense of familiarity.
...The floodgates of memory were suddenly opened, and I remembered it!
It was the perverted scientist who fought fiercely with Feng Yuhuai in the sewer. The other party used cruel means to combine several humanoid monsters into a... a human spider with many heads, arms and legs.
The monster in front of her gave her a very similar feeling, also a crazy creation that was randomly put together.
Chaos, pain, and filled with an extreme sense of blasphemy against life forms.
The difference is that the big spider in the sewer was put together by others, while the monster in front of you is putting itself together.
"Is this monster looking for its lost head? Which madman created this monster?"
Zhang Liyue felt a chill running through her bones, and suddenly, her gaze fixed on the monster's already tattered black robe and the dark, dull mask.
Even though the robe is tattered, the mask is stained, and there is no trademark, it looks a bit like the legendary...
Zhang Liyue's heart was suddenly filled with turmoil as an unbelievable name suddenly popped into her mind - Night Watchman?!
She thought she must be crazy. The Night's Watchmen were people who specialized in killing monsters. How could the Night's Watchmen turn into monsters?
Then, she heard the monster's roar again:
"Who am I? Who am I? Ahhhh—monster! All monsters deserve to die! I want to kill monsters, kill all monsters... Ahhhh—, leave no one alive!"
Zhang Liyu's brain was a little crazy. It turned out that she was not crazy, but the monster inside was crazy.
The next moment, the monster's roar suddenly rose, and it became hysterical and incoherent:
"Kill the monster, kill kill kill kill kill kill, where is the monster, kill the monster!"
Zhang Liyue: “….”
She really wanted to remind the other party that the monster was right here, but she didn't dare to say a word.
Most importantly, her answer may not be correct.
If we put ourselves in the shoes of humans, the other party is a monster. But if we judge the monster from our own perspective and put ourselves in the monster's shoes, maybe... humans are the monsters.
Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of intense sound of bones rubbing against hard objects.
Then the monster used its five legs and four hands to exert force at the same time, and its entire deformed and huge body jumped high with extraordinary agility, like a bloated humanoid spider, quickly stepping on the high walls on both sides of the alley and climbing up.
Brick and stone debris fell down, and the monster disappeared from the roof in an instant.
Zhang Liyue pressed herself against the wall, not daring to move. She held her breath and waited for a long time until the monster's sound and breath completely disappeared from her perception range. Only then did she let out a long breath.
My legs were as soft as boiled noodles, barely able to support my body. My back was already soaked in cold sweat, which stuck to my skin and pressed against the cold and damp wall, bringing on waves of chills.
She carefully sensed her surroundings again, confirming that there was no sign of any living creature in the corner, then she moved out from behind the corner and walked in.
The scene was horrific.
Broken limbs, splattered internal organs, coagulated dark red blood...painted a picture of hell.
Zhang Liyue's face was pale and her stomach was churning, but she forced herself to suppress the discomfort and scanned the scene quickly and carefully.
Her attention was quickly drawn to an inconspicuous object next to the corpse.
It was a thread-bound book that looked quite old. The cover seemed to be made of some special leather or dense fabric. Most of it had been soaked with dark red blood, but it seemed that the material was special and it was not completely soft, rotten or deformed.
"Is it from this corpse, or did it accidentally fall from that monster?"
Zhang Liyue couldn't guess it either, so she just walked over quickly, bent down and picked up the book.
With a light touch, she carefully wiped the blood and mucus off the cover with her palm.
Several powerful gold-plated characters caught her eye - "Nine Yang Red Power".
The four big characters, like four dancing flames, instantly burned her sight.
Zhang Liyue's eyes suddenly lit up and her heart beat faster involuntarily.
The inner pages of the secret book seemed to have been treated with some special potion. Although they were inevitably stained with blood and showed dark brown spots, the handwriting and diagrams on it were still clearly visible, with dark ink and clear lines.
The book did not clearly indicate the specific levels of this technique, but Zhang Liyu only flipped through a few pages and was deeply shocked by the profound and extremely complicated exercise routes and the unique martial arts principles described in it.
This martial arts... is too profound, too domineering!
It was countless times more profound, sophisticated, and powerful than all the martial arts she had encountered in college before. It was on a completely different level.
With Zhang Liyu's limited knowledge and vision of martial arts, she could only vaguely feel that this martial art was extremely powerful and its power was absolutely extraordinary, but she had no idea how powerful it was or what level it belonged to.
It was naturally impossible for her to know that this was one of the three magical skills that the Night's Watch organization could choose to take.
She was just an ordinary college student before. It was true that she had heard of the name of the Night Watchman, but how could she possibly know what specific martial arts the Night Watchman practiced.
However, at this moment, she had a vague idea of the possible identity of the monster.
"To practice or not to practice?"
The thought flashed through my mind for only a moment, and the answer was already clear.
This is not a question that requires hesitation and thought at all.
She quickly closed the secret book, not caring whether there was still sticky blood stain on the cover, and without hesitation stuffed it into the innermost part of her clothes and hid it close to her body.
The cold booklet pressed against her skin, yet it seemed to contain scorching energy, making her feel hot all over.
Then, she once again used all her strength to activate the [Turtle Breathing Technique], trying her best to reduce her breath, heartbeat, and even her presence to the lowest level. Just like when she came, she turned into a blurry shadow and quietly retreated along the same path, re-merging into the bustling crowd on the street outside.
As if nothing had happened.
Zhang Liyu took a deep breath, suppressed the turbulent emotions in her heart, quickened her pace, and walked towards Luo Ji's house.
When I returned to the house, Luo Ji was not at home again. I didn't know where he had gone or what he was doing.
At this moment, he had no time to care about anything. He walked straight into the small room where he was staying temporarily, locked the door tightly, and even dragged a chair over and gently propped it against the door.
After doing all this, she walked to the bed and sat down, forcing herself to take a few deep breaths, trying to calm her agitated mood.
Then he took out the "Nine Yang Red Skill" and began to study it.
"Nine Suns in the sky, their path is bright and clear. Extremely yang, extremely strong, they melt gold and smelt iron... Absorbing pure yang energy, they burn tendons and forge bones, ignite blood and boil the sea, forging ahead without hesitation..."
The opening outline was written in a vigorous and overbearing manner, revealing a burning will to burn everything, which instantly captured Zhang Liyu's attention.
She studied it word by word, and her breathing became rapid involuntarily.
According to the secret book, after practicing the "Nine Yang Red Skill", the Qi and blood will be almost endless, and ordinary punches and kicks can also exert great attack power, with unmatched defense. It is also a holy book for healing, immune to all poisons, and specifically designed to break all cold and poisonous martial arts.
All in all, this martial art was more powerful than Zhang Liyu could have imagined. It covered almost all aspects including attack, defense, endurance, healing, detoxification, etc. It was perfect.
However, the more powerful the technique, the greater the threshold and danger of practicing it.
It is mentioned many times in the secret manual that if one does not have a will as firm as a rock and is not determined to forge ahead, it is very easy for the powerful yang and strong blood to backfire on oneself if one practices recklessly.
In mild cases, the meridians will be burned and martial arts skills will be completely destroyed; in severe cases, internal fire will be ignited, and the body will burn to death and turn into a pile of charcoal.
Each warning is shocking enough to deter most people.
But Zhang Liyu's eyes became more and more determined. Without any hesitation, she immediately followed the method of the first level of the secret book, sat cross-legged with her five hearts facing the sky, and tried to guide her own qi and blood to start circulating according to the route in the book.
The first attempt was indeed extremely difficult.
This was not due to her lack of talent (on the contrary, her innate aptitude and comprehension were both top-notch), but was entirely due to the extreme characteristics of the Nine Yang Red Art itself.
Even within the Night's Watch, those who choose this technique are the rarest.
It's because it's too difficult, too slow and too dangerous.
It is not like the "Sunflower Taoist Canon" which can quickly master strange changes, nor is it like the "Nine Yin Bible" which has many supporting moves that can be gradually developed from the outside to the inside.
The Nine Yang Red Skill is all about accumulating strength over time, starting from the most fundamental internal Qi and blood. It is extremely difficult to get started, progress is slow, and there is no shortcut. It all depends on painstaking effort and perseverance, and it is an ultimate test of the practitioner's character and patience.
Zhang Liyu didn't know these internal secrets, she just felt that the qi and blood had just flowed along the new route to a key acupuncture point on her arm.
It was like dropping ice water into boiling oil, and an extremely sharp and burning stinging sensation suddenly exploded from deep within the meridians!
"Ugh!"
Zhang Liyu was caught off guard and let out a suppressed groan of pain. Fine cold sweat instantly seeped out of her forehead. Her entire arm felt like it was severely burned by a branding iron, and she felt a burning pain.
And this is just the beginning.
As she gritted her teeth and continued to circulate her Qi and blood along the exercise route, the pain intensified exponentially, as if her entire arm had been forced into boiling oil and fried repeatedly.
In fact, normal practice should stop immediately at this point, and then apply precious cooling ointment for external use to reduce the temperature, so that the damaged and burned meridians can have sufficient time to adapt and recuperate. Only after they have fully recovered and even become stronger can you try the next attack.
It is impossible for a normal person to be fried in oil or burned in fire all the time. This is also the reason why the practice of "Nine Yang Red Art" is extremely slow.
But Zhang Liyue didn't understand any of this. She had no teacher, no guardian, and no precious auxiliary medicinal herbs.
The only thing that was firmly imprinted in her mind was the four words "forge ahead courageously" from the secret manual's outline.
These four words fit her current situation perfectly.
So, instead of stopping, she made up her mind and tried even harder to speed up, further accelerating the violent circulation of her qi and blood.
She thought this was the necessary price to pay to break through the barrier, and that only by persevering and forcing her way through could she succeed.
boom!!!
Her skin all over began to turn red, like cooked shrimp, emitting an astonishingly high heat, and the temperature in the room seemed to rise.
Under the skin, tiny blood vessels stand out, appearing a red color like flowing lava.
boom!!!
The next moment, the energy and blood in her body exploded like a barrel of explosives with a lit fuse.
The majestic and violent yang heat raged and burned wildly in every meridian in her body. The intense burning pain instantly swept through her body. White hot air waves violently evaporated from her pores, and a faint odor like burnt flesh filled the room.
However, even though his consciousness had been burned to a point of being blurred, Zhang Liyu continued to push the technique forward desperately, without any intention of giving up.
It seemed that in the next moment, his meridians would be severed, and even internal fire would be ignited, burning him to death, which was a typical case described in the secret book.
Buzz——
The mirror fragment hidden deep in the flesh and blood of her palm suddenly shook slightly, and a cold, gloomy breath seeped out from the lens and silently merged into her violent meridians.
This aura is extremely strange. It is completely opposite to the extremely yang and strong properties of the Nine Yang Qi and Blood, but it is not a simple conflict between water and fire.
Wherever it passed, the originally violent and raging energy and blood seemed to be forcibly pacified and tamed by some higher-level power, and quickly became docile and calm.
…….
(End of this chapter)
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