owlsbooks Chapter 90 Achievements
Chapter 90 Achievements
With a desperate roar, he turned and made a desperate attempt, his body swelling up and charging forward with overwhelming force, like Mount Tai pressing down on him.
Yang Silang chased after the bandit with his spear, always keeping a watchful eye on him, fearing that the bandit might launch a counterattack before he was killed. He kept a bit of his strength in reserve, ready to turn around and run away at any moment.
Suddenly everything went black. A thunderous palm strike was unleashed, its size as large as a bucket, as red as blood, and its force as powerful as a rainbow, filling his entire field of vision like a mountain pressing down.
This palm strike possessed a magical power. Even before it touched his body, Yang Silang felt as if the entire world had disappeared, and all he could see was this palm strike!
Moreover, the palm seemed to grow larger and larger in his eyes, as if it could cover the sky and the sun. Faced with this palm, he felt as insignificant as an insect under the palm, which could be crushed and killed at will.
His breathing froze, his blood and qi seemed to stagnate, and even his thinking was affected, slowing him down. He felt a sense of helplessness, as if his legs went weak before he could escape and he had no way to use his strength.
That's something ingrained in human nature—the instantaneous stiffness of the body when faced with something insurmountable.
Boom! Tian's counterattack was made using some secret technique, and the power of this palm strike definitely exceeded that of his peak physical condition!
Just as the palm was about to strike Yang Silang's face, Hong Tatian's face showed a sinister smile - I have dominated Jiangdong for many years, and even if I die, I will drag you, little brat, down with me!
A glint flashed in Yang Silang's eyes as his body stiffened. His thoughts, under the influence of this demonic hand, were running like rust. At least he made it in time.
"Intimidation!"
"Instant Flash!"
Yang Silang roared inwardly.
The pressure-based supernatural power resisted the mental attack, allowing him to instantly break free from the opponent's invincible aura and regain control of his physical senses!
Instant Flash is a life-saving technique!
At first, before he even entered the martial arts path, he could dodge a distance of one zhang (approximately 3.3 meters), and now he can dodge more than three zhang (approximately 16.3 meters)!
Yang Silang's body flashed in the air, leaving behind a trail of afterimages. He stepped onto the ground with each foot, like a dragonfly skimming the water, and his body disappeared from the spot!
Clang!
The palm strike that shattered the sky missed its mark.
The immense palm force burst forth, cleaving through the air and creating a large crater in the ground!
Where are they?
He looked up as if he had seen a ghost, only to see Yang Silang already standing a few feet away.
Undeterred, it roared again and pounced and grabbed once more, but this time it lacked the invincible momentum of its first grab; it was merely a facade.
Yang Silang touched the ground with his toes and dodged again like a wisp of green smoke. His Instant Flash Divine Skill was still on cooldown, but fortunately, his Grass-Flying Technique was enough to deal with it.
The second strike of the Heaven-Shattering Blow also missed, crashing into the ground and creating a small crater.
Undeterred, Hong Tatian lunged forward with all his might once again. However, his third strike carried a hint of frustration and despair, and Yang Silang dodged it again from a distance.
This time, the palm strike swept across the ground, but the surging palm force was gone, leaving only a cloud of dust.
Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.
The first strike of the Heaven-Shattering Bomb missed, the second strike lost its edge, and the third strike threw him into disarray. Yang Silang could dodge the last two strikes without using his Instant Flash Divine Skill.
"That's impossible!"
Hong Tatian was shocked. He knew that even at his peak, he couldn't dodge those three attacks. They were the skills of a half-step Mercury Blood Grandmaster!
If it weren't for the fact that using it would permanently reduce his martial realm by one level, and the drawbacks were too great, he wouldn't have been forced into this situation.
"what……"
He let out a mad scream, his momentum completely gone, and turned to flee!
The Heaven-Shattering Secret Technique was still in effect; his blood and qi surged, and he walked with incredible speed despite his limp, showing no signs of being affected.
He can't use the "Burial of Flowers and Grass" move now, since the triple grab is too much of a burden, but he has briefly recovered to his peak condition, which is arguably the best he's been in while on the run.
But he was already terrified and only knew to turn and run away.
Because whistles were already sounding in the distance, and government support was just around the corner!
Yang Silang dodged Hong Tatian's killing move, picked up his spear and chased after him. He used the "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" move on Hong Tatian's back and legs, instantly unleashing countless spear flowers.
Hongtatian had no choice but to fight with his bare hands, retreating as he fought!
Thus, the two pursued and fled, and after the battlefield shifted several dozen feet, they became direct enemies.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Hong Tatian was panting heavily, his body riddled with bullet holes, some shallow, some deep, with blood flowing freely, and his limp had worsened.
Yang Silang threw the broken gun aside. It had been broken by his opponent who found an opening and used a heavy, unarmed attack to break it!
The two exchanged a glance, and without any hesitation, pounced on each other!
Yang Silang unleashed his Great Five-in-One Fist, while Hong Tatian also used a fierce and powerful fist technique. The two of them shook their arms as if they had grown countless arms, and they attacked each other head-on!
Like two ferocious beasts colliding, tearing, and pouncing, the surrounding trees were smashed to pieces, and the dead branches and stones underfoot were crushed into dust, leaving pits and hollows.
It made a crackling sound.
Fists and feet clashed, the sky seemed to collapse, and all defense was lost in the relentless attack—this was the desperate, death-defying counterattack of someone driven to the brink of despair.
Yang Silang focused on defense, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack. Countless fists came at him, each one full of killing intent and concealing deadly moves, making it impossible to distinguish between real and fake. Fortunately, his strength of 340 was enough to block the madness of a steel-dirty martial arts master!
Of course, the opponent's punches were skillful, always able to pass through unexpected places. With a pair of hands, he would hook, pull, or tug, tearing off many plates of Yang Silang's fine iron armor.
Boom!
Yang Silang took a punch to his breastplate, causing the metal plate to shatter. He took a step back and quickly regained his balance.
"puff……"
He coughed up blood, his eyes dimmed considerably, and he staggered backward. The abnormal flush on his body slowly subsided, and because he had used a secret technique to tear off all his clothes, his bare chest was covered with many fist marks.
That was the old fist that Yang Silang returned.
There were several unnatural creases on Hongtatian's chest, indicating that his ribs had been broken.
He glared at Yang Silang several times, still unwilling to give up, muttering to himself.
"Damn little bugs..."
The trees swayed, and the government soldiers in full armor arrived. The men, clad in armor and wielding swords, were on the treetops when they let out a sharp whistle, their swords transforming into long rainbows, heading straight for the neck of the collapsing sky.
"You villain, prepare to die!"
With a furious roar, he was left with no weapons and could only desperately raise his arms to block the attack.
The blade continued its relentless advance, severing his two arms and head along with them!
The newcomer was none other than a steel-dirty martial arts master!
Boom!
The headless corpse crashed to the ground, and the precious head was grabbed by Instructor Qi.
Coach Qi landed with his hands on his hips, laughing heartily, extremely excited.
"You wicked thief, I'll teach you to fall into my hands!"
"The government mobilized over four hundred people from eight prefectures, yet I, Qi Rubai, still emerged victorious!"
He turned to look at Yang Silang.
"Shiro, you're truly my lucky charm! Are you alright?"
Yang Silang: "..."
Actually, Coach, if you had arrived a little later, I could have done the decapitation too. I've already destroyed the Sky-Shattering Demon myself!
However, he wisely refrained from saying these things and could only nod in response that everything was fine.
That's just how things are in this world. Either one person gets everything done without any controversy and takes all the credit, or a team leader gets involved, even if it's just a minor step in the end, and the credit can't be taken by one person alone; the team leader usually takes the lion's share.
Yang Silang didn't think about it too much; as long as he could achieve his goal of seeing the martial arts manual, that was enough.
sizzle...
At that moment, strange sounds emanated from the corpses scattered across the collapsing sky.
First, a hole appeared in his heart, from which a Gu worm crawled out. It was about the length and thickness of a chopstick, and very black. After crawling a few steps on the ground, it turned into a thick liquid.
Then, several clumps of fluffy yarn "fell off" from her wrists and ankles. After circling around on the ground for a while, these yarn balls shrank and dissolved, leaving only a clump of ash.
The corpse's limbs suddenly drooped downwards, indicating that the tendons inside had snapped and could no longer bear the weight.
"What is this?"
Qi Rubai exclaimed "Eh!" and waved to Yang Silang.
Yang Silang leaned closer.
On the chest of the man who had collapsed, the churning blood and qi had not yet dissipated, revealing a tattoo map carved with a secret technique. As the blood and qi in his body dissipated, the color of the tattoo became lighter and lighter.
Once his vital energy has completely dissipated, this pattern will never appear again.