Chapter 811 - 809: Fierce Battle with Songmu
However, it wasn’t just the Zusanli Acupoint because, at the last moment, Chen Tianlong dodged forcefully and the opponent’s foot landed on his calf. As a result, Chen Tianlong was shocked by the opponent’s powerful qi, his left calf became numb, almost causing him to collapse onto the ground.
After taking a few steps back, Chen Tianlong truly felt what Lin Xiaoting had said; this person is really formidable.
But on the other hand, since Master Fang Yan arranged for him to complete this task, there must be a reason, Chen Tianlong didn’t feel that he was going to die here.
"Not bad, kid, at such speed, you can still make such a correct judgment, you’re the first low-level person to dodge my attack." Mr. Songmu said with some amusement.
After all, this person likes to show off. If it weren’t for his innate sharp weakness perception, actually the difference between Profound Dao one-star and Chen Tianlong’s Yellow Dao six-star is not that significant.
Because Mr. Songmu is always indulged in wine and lust, his cultivation has been neglected for many years, he’s just living off past achievements now.
"Stop talking nonsense."
Chen Tianlong despises this kind of person deeply, acting impressive but failing miserably.
"Emma, you’re angry now, haha, it’s really fun, come on!" Mr. Songmu entirely disregards Chen Tianlong, he has already seen Chen Tianlong’s strength, only a Yellow Dao six-star, while he’s two levels higher, making the disparity considerable.
Chen Tianlong didn’t want to waste words, he again had three silver needles appear in his hand. This time, he’s fully equipped, bringing twelve silver needles, allowing him to use them four times. He didn’t believe that out of four times, none would achieve fusion.
"Hey, you’re throwing this junk again; let me tell you, it’s useless against me." Mr. Songmu said recklessly.
Considering Chen Tianlong’s Yellow Dao speed, it’s not on the same level as his Profound Dao speed, so in Mr. Songmu’s view, Chen Tianlong’s hidden weapon poses no threat to him.
"Hmph, you’ll know once you try." Chen Tianlong smirked coldly; the more the enemy underestimates him, the greater his chances of victory.
After thinking for a while, Chen Tianlong suddenly made a move, simultaneously triggering the third form of Flaming Frenzy Fist; this way, he could achieve an attack effect and also take the opportunity to defend against sneak attacks.
Sure enough, this time, after Mr. Songmu dodged the silver needle attack, he did not immediately attack Chen Tianlong. After all, the man was in the middle of launching a martial technique, and attacking rashly may be a trap, he was not utterly stupid.
Chen Tianlong felt embarrassed; his moves were almost all predicted by the opponent in advance, making it hard to defeat him.
What Chen Tianlong was fortunate about was this guy’s arrogance and recklessness; he didn’t raise the alarm. Otherwise, forget about defeating Mr. Songmu, even escaping this room would be a big problem.
"Alright, kid, who sent you here? Tell me honestly, and I won’t kill you." Songmu thought for a moment and said straightforwardly: "Is it Lin Xiaoting? There’s no need to risk your life for her, tell me the truth, and I’ll give you any beauties you want."
"Haha, your imagination is rich, let me tell you, that chick is someone I just hooked up with; I thought of doing a little fight and then killing you, but there isn’t enough time." Chen Tianlong laughed as he spoke, realizing that even within the Black Alliance, things weren’t peaceful, as they actually thought he was sent by Lin Xiaoting, which was honestly funny.
If it weren’t for owing Lin Xiaoting a favor and not wanting to harm her, he really would have pushed the blame on her.
"Hiss... who are you really?" Hearing this, Songmu’s brow furrowed, he clenched his fist. Since he’s not Lin Xiaoting’s person, there’s no need to leave him alive; surely he’s come for the data he holds.
As soon as he spoke, Mr. Songmu rushed forward, throwing a powerful punch towards Chen Tianlong’s heart, which is one of the body’s weak points. No matter how fortified you are, when it comes to the heart, it’s always a vulnerable area.
Chen Tianlong was prepared; seeing Songmu’s attack, he too exerted all his strength and threw a punch. Chen Tianlong did this purposely, he had to personally test the opponent’s true strength to devise his next plan.
Just as they say, without venturing into the tiger’s den, how could one catch the cub?
"Bang!"
A dull sound echoed as Chen Tianlong flew backward—there was no doubt about it.
But just at this critical moment, Chen Tianlong’s other three silver needles had already been shot out.
Based on the previous experiment, only when he’s extremely urgent does the Heart Method fusion become easier; so Chen Tianlong wanted to see if such an effect could occur when under attack.
"Whoosh!"
Twenty-seven silver needles flew out in unison, and each one was double the previous size in magnitude, with power significantly enhanced.
Finally, the Heart Method fused again!
Chen Tianlong was delighted; he didn’t care about his injuries anymore, he had already found that feeling, realizing it’s not just when in danger, but rather when his spirit is highly concentrated.
Having understood this, after landing, Chen Tianlong bounced from the ground, leapt up, and immediately closed his eyes to focus his spirit.
Although the Soul-Stealing Three Needles was stronger just by a cup, it still couldn’t deal a fatal blow to such a Profound Dao one-star expert. It only pierced into Mr. Songmu’s body for a while, and even then, he unconsciously dodged critical parts.
Even so, Chen Tianlong was excited enough; killing Songmu wasn’t crucial, but rather he’d accomplished another purpose of coming here—he found the feeling of Heart Method fusion.
With manual experience, Chen Tianlong planned to unleash his primary martial technique, which was the Flaming Frenzy Dragon Fist.
"Damn, kid, I didn’t expect you truly have some skills, actually managing to injure me." Mr. Songmu said in a calm manner, but in fact, he was shaken; if his speed weren’t fast enough, he might have seen King Yama by now.
This guy’s silver needles carried powerful qi; if pierced into vital parts, he might not die but surely be half-disabled. Thinking of this, Mr. Songmu began to become cautious.
"I advise you to leave, and I may spare your life." Mr. Songmu is someone who values face; saying this only wanted to save face for himself, otherwise, he could have raised the alarm for others to come and gang up on him.
But if everyone knew that he, a dignified Profound Dao one-star expert, was actually so intimidated by a Yellow Dao six-star guy, how humiliating would that be?
"Haha, are you scared?" Chen Tianlong finally saw something off from his expression, if so, let him taste a more formidable move.
Chen Tianlong’s lips curled slightly, revealing a sly smile.
This time he was quite confident, because that feeling was powerful. What Chen Tianlong didn’t realize was that his weakness perception had already started to gradually activate during these two battles and was steadily reaching ultimate fusion.