Chapter 759 759: Clearly Visible
These two assassins are undoubtedly the best in the business. But they weren't Zhao Wuji or Li Zangfeng. They wouldn't offer him much money anyway.
In the past, when they accepted assassination missions, they had encountered resistance, pleas for mercy, and even confusion. But they had never come across someone like Li Qingyu, a "rooster" player.
"Are you really that slow-witted?"
The assassin became slightly infuriated at the mention of that name. It was indeed vexing to meet someone like Li Qingyu, a player who didn't play by the rules. He felt helpless, but of course, also very angry.
"Kill!"
The fury finally converged on the merciless assassin. With a wave of his sleeve, several gleaming silver needles darted toward Li Qingyu, followed by the slashing of a dagger.
In the world as seen through truly discerning eyes, the silver needles appeared to slow down considerably. Their trajectories became strikingly clear.
Li Qingyu easily avoided the silver needles' attack and spotted a ghost-like figure attacking him at lightning speed.
The unseen murderous intent locked onto him, or perhaps it was the chill of the dagger slicing through the darkness like a shooting star, aiming for his throat.
Danger!
Li Qingyu no longer dared to take things lightly. He focused completely, following the requirements of light movement techniques. With a dangerously nimble maneuver, he brushed past the dagger. At the same time, his Fuhu Fist landed squarely on the opponent's chest.
The assassin showed surprise when Li Qingyu dodged the attack. He was determined to kill. But when he saw Li Qingyu's fist heading toward him again, his surprise turned to disdain.
"Effortless!" the assassin said coldly as he casually struck with his left hand.
Li Qingyu furrowed his brows as the collision of these two fists caused a sharp pain.
This was a tough fight indeed. Despite the power of his three-layer muscle-and-bone strength, he could hardly channel the full force necessary to counter the assassin's assault. Instead, his arm bore the brunt of the impact, even emitting faint cracking sounds.
Uncertainty!
As Li Xiaoyu steeled himself, the assassin's right hand, still clasping the dagger, struck toward his throat again.
Meanwhile, another god-martial assassin accompanying Li Qingyu stepped forward too. The assassin's name quickly vanished from memory.
Li Qingyu immediately unleashed a technique resembling Tai Chi Punches. Walking patterns shaped like the Eight Diagram appeared beneath his feet while a currency-like symbol materialized in his palm. A manifestation of Tai Chi quickly filled the air near his chest. On this formation, the Yin Yang Fish shifted and flowed, releasing invisible Luo Feng energy that powerfully shielded Li Qingyu.
"Clang!" and "Clang!" echoed sharply as the dagger bounced off the protective aura caused by the wind.
"What kind of martial arts is this?"
The eyes of the two assassins gleamed with curiosity, followed by boundless greed.
"Kid, hand over your martial arts technique, and we'll spare your life today!"
"Yes, if you intend to live, surrender the technique now!"
Li Qingyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, he grinned, revealing his white teeth. He said, "How foolish and cramped!"
"Did you think I'd be naive enough to fall for a simple lure like this when I came into this world? Or do you take me for an imbecile?"
With the experience passed down by Li Yi and the novels he had read before, you might delude yourself into thinking such efforts would succeed. But you shouldn't underestimate true steel.
"Why do you think I dare to fight you? Huh? Come out, beast!"
Indeed, the reason Li Qingyu dared to stand his ground wasn't out of arrogance, but because the palace in the ocean had finally been completed under the arduous work of the great soul-builder Xiao Zhu.
As it turns out, Elder Wu's predictions were correct! Yes, the flourishing Beast Palace had returned!
Because at the very moment the palace was completed, Li Qingyu clearly felt a mysterious connection between himself and the palace. Most importantly, this time, the palace hadn't collapsed.
The ability to condense a guild suggested entry into the second-tier realm of guild understanding. The assassins couldn't surpass explosive techniques within the second-layer organs. Should he be afraid of chills?
Li Qingyu grimaced slightly, suddenly realizing he couldn't cultivate divine guild martial arts at all.
However, Li Qingyu pointed out that this hardly mattered. There were a few little beasts there. He had never reasoned with the beasts under friendly terms. Perhaps Li Qingyu's agonizing promises, offering monster eggs as rewards, finally achieved the offensive strategy?
But…
Not all day?
Li Qingyu coughed awkwardly as he looked at himself inside the palace.
"Did you just descend from a random aircraft?"
The beast chuckled calmly and extended two fingers...
"Open fire!" Li Xiaosheng said, stepping out of the bath. Toothaches were incoming. Damn it, the beast clearly indicated that the bidding was on the table.
Li Qingyu reiterated, "Don't be too greedy, beast. We must be fair."
To everyone's surprise, the small beast not only fought bullets but was also a scavenger. Could this animal be a legendary existence?
If Li Qingyu knew that the scavenger beast would eat assassins literally, he'd scream aloud. This was an unconventional betrayal by the beasts. Clearly, the beast preferred him!
It started somewhat oddly. Could someone explain where to proceed?
"Boom!" rang loud. Taking advantage of the assassin's killer focus, Li Qingyu's punch landed in the assassin's chest, forcing the latter to spew blood violently.
Adhering to the principle of capitalizing on attack weaknesses, Li Qingyu dealt a series of strategic blows again. With crushing momentum, he unleashed assaults until he outright killed one of the assassins by brute force.
"You're begging for death!"
A friend's death and the humiliation of beasts deeply angered the remaining assassin. With every ounce of his might, he managed to break free of the second-tier organ restraint and charged ahead.
Whoever said assassins were ice-hearted and emotionless? Stand up; I guarantee I won't let you escape!
"Put away your silly traps and leave now!" Li Qingyu ordered a small beast still preoccupied with selling something, then dashed toward the deep lengths of Monster Mountain without looking back.
A minor goal achieved, frustration continued as torment brewed.
"Whoa!" echoed through the void.
"Whoa!" surged repeatedly.
To avoid silver needle strikes, Li Qingyu's tempo decelerated, closing the assassin's proximity steadily.
Counting accumulated atmospheric rebuffs figuratively hadn't stimulated the assassin toward unexpected breakthroughs remotely. However, protagonist paychecks alternated sequences.
Curtains fell against "open zone targeting."
Suddenly, Li Xiaosheng sensed earth quivering ominously. Leaves cascaded akin to snowflakes fluttering down. Dust surged far-reaching zones near relentless beasts charging almost blindly.
A marathon approaching?
Ha-ha-ha. Even god summoned marathon leagues sending creatures terrorized Monster Mountain; defense struggles against overwhelming Tiger mobs arose urgently.
Divergent perspectives loomed concerning expectations.
Assassin dread fostered condensed hardened resolve nearby terrains unexpectedly encasing Monster outskirts captivating ferocity.
They palpitated anticipating disruptions reasoning eventual larger backflow mutations.