Chapter 121: The Masked Leader Was Killed
Seeing Xu Zhili surrounded, Xie Yunze was extremely anxious and was about to rush forward without thinking.
The masked man moved slightly, easily causing Xie Yunze to miss his target. At the same time, he flicked his wrist, and a tremendous force surged forth. Xie Yunze groaned and staggered back several steps before barely managing to regain his footing.
Looking at Xie Yunce's disheveled appearance, Xu Zhili felt a surge of anger rising in her chest.
She took a deep breath, her eyes becoming sharp as knives.
Now that things have come to this, there is no room for further reservations.
Her dormant spiritual power surged forth instantly, as if an invisible force field enveloped her, causing the air to freeze.
Her gaze was like lightning, fixed firmly on the masked man, and an overwhelming sense of oppression washed over her.
The masked man clearly sensed the sudden increase in threat; the contempt on his face vanished quickly, replaced by an unprecedented seriousness.
His aura also changed accordingly, subtly revealing an ancient and profound charm, clearly indicating that he had mobilized his true strength and was on full alert.
Xu Zhili's heart skipped a beat.
The aura emanating from this enemy agent leader was remarkably similar to the artistic conception described in the ancient Chinese martial arts manual she had fortuitously obtained during the apocalypse.
A surge of intense indignation instantly overwhelmed her.
"You...you suddenly know ancient Chinese martial arts?"
Xu Zhili's voice was icy cold, filled with disbelief and heartache, "You are clearly a descendant of the Chinese nation, yet you willingly become a lackey of foreign powers, using your ancestral heritage to deal with your own compatriots. You are a traitor who has forgotten your roots!"
The traitor opposite him curled a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of disdain.
"Hmph, in this world, whoever is strong rules. What's the point of talking about ancestral heritage or kinship? It's ridiculous. Only interests are eternal. Foreign countries offer me wealth and honor, and give me a supreme position. Why shouldn't I accept it?"
Xu Zhili trembled with anger. "Do you think you can rest easy by siding with foreign powers? They are just using you as a pawn, to be discarded after they're done. If you repent now, I will spare your life out of consideration for our shared lineage."
The masked man laughed loudly, "Spare me? You think you can? Today, I will make your so-called orthodox lineage vanish into thin air in the hands of this 'foreign lackey' of mine."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly shifted his feet, creating a powerful black current that lunged at Xu Zhili like a ferocious dragon with bared fangs and claws.
"Don't be so arrogant!"
Xu Zhili shouted sternly, "You think you know who you are just because you've learned a little bit? Today I'll show you what the true spirit of China is."
She was highly focused, and her mental energy surged and gathered around her like an invisible tide.
The masked man's eyes sharpened, and without saying another word, his aura surged, a cold and sharp presence pressing down on Xu Zhili as if it were a tangible force.
Although the two did not directly clash, an intense clash of spirits and momentum had already begun, and the air seemed to freeze, filled with suffocating pressure.
Xie Yunze endured the dull pain in his chest, kneeling on one knee to the side, his heart filled with anxiety.
He was well aware of the gap between himself and such a master, and that forcing his way forward would only be a hindrance.
But he refused to stand idly by. His eyes were fixed on the masked man, his whole body tense, his mind highly focused, searching for any possible opportunity.
A strong protective instinct burned fiercely in his heart, almost bursting out of his body.
Just then, a sharp headache struck without warning, like steel needles piercing my brain.
"Ugh..."
Xie Yunze let out a painful growl, clutching his head with both hands, his body curling and trembling from the excruciating pain. He frantically shook his head, trying to dispel the tearing agony.
It can't fall!
We can't get distracted at this time!
My sister needs me!
The thought exploded in his chaotic mind like a thunderclap.
Amidst the excruciating pain, a strange sensation emerged, as if some dormant power had been awakened by this extreme suffering and unwavering dedication to protection.
He suddenly raised his head, his eyes sharpened with unprecedented determination through pain. His gaze pierced through the chaos, carrying a resolute edge beyond his years, as if he had been through countless battles, and was fixed firmly on the masked man.
The masked man was struggling against Xu Zhili's mental pressure when Xie Yunze's sudden gaze, which contained a strong will and even a hint of strange pressure, caused a subtle fluctuation in his mind.
When masters clash, victory or defeat often hinges on the slightest difference.
"Now!"
Xu Zhili keenly noticed the masked man's momentary distraction.
Her long-accumulated spiritual power was unleashed without reservation, like a torrent bursting its banks or an invisible giant hammer, striking the masked man with overwhelming force and precision.
"Ugh! Ah..."
The masked man was caught off guard and struck as if by a heavy blow.
His body trembled violently, his face turned deathly pale, and his eyes were filled with horror.
That chilling aura dissipated instantly, like a punctured balloon.
He staggered, trying to steady himself, but the mental breakdown had caused him to lose control of his body. His legs gave way, and he collapsed to his knees, his whole body slumped down, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He had clearly lost all ability to resist.
"Xie Yunce!"
Xu Zhili had just dealt with the masked leader when she quickly turned her attention to the boy.
After giving that fleeting, breathtaking glance, Xie Yunze seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and a severe headache and a feeling of utter exhaustion struck him at the same time.
He could no longer hold on, his body went limp, and he knelt heavily on one knee with a thud, panting heavily, his forehead covered in cold sweat.
"Sister...I...I have no strength left..."
Xie Yunze's voice was filled with exhaustion and self-blame, "I'm sorry, I... I still couldn't help..."
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Xu Zhili stepped forward quickly, her tone firm yet gentle, "You did a great job. It was your persistence and that one action that gave me the opportunity. Go and rest. Leave the rest to your sister."
She looked at Xie Yunce with unwavering trust and reassurance in her eyes, a light as warm and bright as a star in the dark night.
Xu Zhili's lips curved slightly, and that smile carried a comforting power, instantly dispelling the gloom in Xie Yunce's heart and leaving a deep imprint on his soul.
The remaining masked men, seeing their leader subdued in an instant, were filled with shock and anger, and instinctively tried to rush forward to rescue him.
"Hmph, overestimating yourself!"
Xu Zhili snorted coldly, without even turning around.
Her powerful mental pressure spread out like a solid wall, while her thoughts stirred slightly.
"Ya Ya, keep watch around. Don't let the smell of blood cause trouble."
"Yes, Master!"
A faint light flashed in mid-air, and a palm-sized sprout of the Tree of Life appeared, surrounded by a soft halo.
It swiftly flew towards the surrounding woods, and an invisible force quietly spread. The nearby vines seemed to come alive, silently intertwining and binding, subtly blocking the key paths in this area and isolating it from the outside world.
In this way, even if the animals smell the blood, they cannot come closer.
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