He Is Emotionally Broken
Just as Jian Changsheng was accumulating power and ready to strike, the Assassin narrowed his eyes slightly and took a step back.
"There might be some misunderstandings between us. I originally didn't intend to offend... you guys continue."
Jian Changsheng froze in place.
Before he could return to his senses, the Assassin's figure escaped into the dim street, disappearing in a flash, seeming to have already gone far away.
Jian Changsheng: ?
Jian Changsheng, who was just planning to have a slaughtering fight with this Assassin, felt as if he had punched cotton, and his heart suddenly felt empty... He absolutely never expected that this Assassin would actually be so afraid of fighting. Back then at the Comet Restaurant, when this guy failed to assassinate the Young Sect Leader once, he still dared to fight the other party head-on.
How come when it came to him, after missing an assassination attempt once, he just directly left?
Was he himself too strong now?
Jian Changsheng turned his head, just about to say something, but seeing the empty street in front of him, his expression suddenly stiffened.
Unknown when, Sun Bumian's figure had already disappeared without a trace.
Jian Changsheng: ???
One must know, with his current perception, even the [Assassin] path couldn't completely hide... But just in the time he turned his head, Sun Bumian actually disappeared just like that?
How did he do it?
On the empty street, Jian Changsheng's chest heaved violently. The anger that was originally about to be vented out suddenly accumulated in his heart again, almost angering him to a heart attack.
"Damn it... The two of you wouldn't be in cahoots, right?!!"
The more Jian Changsheng thought about it, the angrier he got. He fiercely stomped his foot heavily on the earth!
Boom—!!!
Like a meteorite from outer space smashing into the earth, the terrifying shockwave shook the ground so much that it tumbled and splashed like liquid. The dozen or so surrounding buildings all loudly collapsed under this stomp, and rolling dust flew up.
Having slightly released the anger in his heart, Jian Changsheng took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled...
He helplessly shook his head.
Both enemies had already left, so Jian Changsheng also stopped consuming his own Spiritual Power. As the [Avici Purgatory] retracted, the divine ring of Killing Intent behind his back gradually dissipated, and the strength amplification stacked on his body also vanished without a trace.
After lifting the Domain, Jian Changsheng's whole person relaxed. His mind that was originally churning with hostility also regained its calm... Replaced by it, was exhaustion surging like the tide.
"The consumption of this Domain is really not small..."
Jian Changsheng's face was somewhat pale. With weak limbs, he prepared to find a place to rest for a bit. But just as he took a single step, a streak of sharp and fierce cold gleam killed out from the void behind him like a phantom, heading straight for the back of his neck!
In the blurred darkness, the outline of the Assassin was drawn out once again!
The Assassin who had originally left long ago, unexpectedly killed his way back at this time. A gloomy cold gleam flickered in his eyes, like an extremely patient hunter who, at the moment when the prey was weakest, pulled out his Hunting Rifle!
As an [Assassin], he naturally wouldn't easily let go of his prey. Although this Jian Wubing wasn't the "Jian Wubing" he was looking for, this guy's threat to the later struggle for the [Heaven-Reaching Star Position] was too great, and he had to find an opportunity to dispose of him.
He had just seen that Jian Changsheng's Domain probably wouldn't last long, so he temporarily avoided his sharp edge, hiding far away to look for a suitable time to strike... After all, without the amplification of the Domain, with his Fifth-Tier strength assassinating a Fourth Order, it would be as easy as turning over his hand.
And now, was the time when Jian Changsheng was the weakest!
The Assassin's fingertips brushed aside the gap in time. That Short Blade flickering with cold gleam reflected Jian Changsheng's astonished expression, rapidly approaching his pupils!
Jian Changsheng's pupils abruptly contracted!
Buzz—!!
Almost at the same time, a figure swept across the earth at a speed close to teleportation!
The Short Blade densely packed with Killing Intent stagnated at the instant it was about to touch Jian Changsheng's pupil. A strong wind followed closely, brushing past the faces of the two...
The black and red Tang suit danced lightly in the darkness. A palm was like iron pincers, imprisoning the Assassin's wrist in mid-air. Behind the small Round Sunglasses, a pair of pupils nested with rings were deep as an abyss.
Seeing that figure clearly, Jian Changsheng's eyes were full of disbelief.
"It's you? Why did you..."
"So I'm saying, why must we fight to the death." Sun Bumian tilted his head and smiled slightly at Jian Changsheng. Set off by the small sunglasses, he looked cynical. "I almost killed you once, and now I've saved you once... Isn't this Square and Even?"
Jian Changsheng stood blankly on the spot.
The Assassin looked at Sun Bumian in front of him, his eyes also full of astonishment... One must know, he hadn't leaked a single trace of Aura just now, and his sword had even cut through the gap in time, its speed incomparably fast.
Yet this unreliable-looking young man in front of him could not only keep up with his movements, but even grabbed his wrist?!
"Who are you?" The Assassin spoke in a deep voice.
Sun Bumian pondered for a moment, and answered seriously:
"An idler."
"?"
Sun Bumian grabbed the Assassin's palm, flipping it nimbly, while his figure sank slightly. A strike of his attached hand reached out like lightning between the other party's ribs. The hem of the Tang suit was vibrated by this extremely fast movement, letting out a slight crackling sound in the air!
Smack—!
The look of surprise in the Assassin's eyes grew even thicker. He turned into an afterimage and retreated backward. Sun Bumian's palm almost brushed past his chest. In a flash of lightning, the distance between the two rapidly widened!
Sun Bumian was also not annoyed. He just calmly placed one hand behind his back, pinched the Prayer Beads in front of his chest with the other hand, and looked at the Assassin with a smile.
The Assassin seemed to have perceived something.
He glanced at Sun Bumian's eyes, and then glanced at his own wrist that had just torn open the gap in time but was easily caught... His expression was incredibly ugly.
"The Human Domains truly are full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers." The Assassin said in a deep voice. "Obviously both are Fourth Order, yet your methods are one more mysterious than the other... It seems I underestimated the heroes of the world."
This Assassin who had precipitated himself outside the world, silently tempering himself for several years, ever since arriving in the Tianshu Domain, had repeatedly missed his targets...
Furthermore, among these people who made him miss, there were several who were Fourth Order.
He was Fifth-Tier, a rare [Assassin] path possessor of this era, an absolute young heaven-chosen. But now he couldn't help but start thinking whether he actually had the qualifications to look down upon the heroes among the younger generation.
After being silent for a long time, the Assassin let out a long sigh.
He seemed to have already lost the interest to fight with Sun Bumian. He put that Short Blade back into his sleeve, took a deep look at the two, and then turned around to leave into the distance.
"What's wrong with him?" Looking at the Assassin's departing back, Jian Changsheng raised his eyebrows in doubt. "Just now he still had an appearance of definitely killing me, and now he left without a word?"
"Him ah..."
Sun Bumian pushed the small Round Sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, the corners of his mouth slightly curling up,
"He is Emotionally Broken."