【Spiritual Finger】
Skill Description: Can catch things.
An Yi glanced at it hurriedly.
Damn, the system really didn’t want him to overthink—straight to the point.
So what if he figured it out!
Xiang Chun’s gaze turned icy as he flicked his wrist, sending out several serpentine darts that twisted through the air like snakes.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Three sharp whistles cut through the air!
An Yi reacted swiftly, swinging his daggers to deflect the incoming darts!
Seizing the moment, Xiang Chun silently closed the distance. When he was just a couple of meters away, he lunged abruptly!
His dagger slashed toward An Yi’s neck!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Several steel needles shot from An Yi’s sleeves, flying straight at Xiang Chun’s face!
He uses hidden weapons too?!
Xiang Chun was stunned.
Now that An Yi had boosted his base stats and upgraded his 【Hidden Weapon Mastery】 to lv3, the power of his projectiles was nothing to scoff at!
And steel needles—tiny, nearly invisible—were the hardest to block!
Xiang Chun didn’t dare underestimate them!
He swung his dagger wildly, slashing at the needles!
Five needles in total—three dodged with agile footwork, two struck home!
Damn, that’s impressive!
An Yi grinned, flicking an air blade back at Xiang Chun: "Here’s your return gift!"
Xiang Chun had seen this mysterious move before.
Flashy, but not lethal—just needed some caution.
With a sneer, he slashed his dagger through the air blade, shattering it effortlessly.
But then—a serpentine dart shot out from within the dispersed air blade, hurtling straight for his heart!
Xiang Chun’s face paled in shock!
His own dart—thrown back at him?!
When the hell did this kid catch it?!
At the brink of death, Xiang Chun twisted aside at the last second, narrowly avoiding a fatal hit—but the dart still buried itself deep into his shoulder.
Bullseye!
An Yi snapped his fingers triumphantly.
The surrounding martial artists exchanged uneasy glances.
Xiang Chun’s nickname, "Serpent Dart," came from his signature unpredictable attacks—ones that were nearly impossible to defend against.
Yet now, he’d been outplayed at his own game.
With the dart lodged in his shoulder, Xiang Chun’s face turned ashen, sweat beading on his forehead, lips tinged purple.
Fearing a follow-up strike, he retreated dozens of meters before stopping.
Hands trembling, he pulled out a small vial from his robe, swallowed a white pill, and glared venomously.
An Yi blinked, then it hit him—
This bastard poisoned his own darts!
Xiang Chun, still pale, spat coldly, "To think you’d resort to such underhanded tactics! A dishonorable victory! I’ll settle this another day!"
With that, he leaped over the wall like a fleeing hare and vanished.
An Yi:
Motherf—!
You’re the one who poisoned the dart, and now you’re calling ME dishonorable?!
【Tyrant】 Quest Progress: 7/10!
Three more to go!
The Yellow-Robed Beauty from the Joyous Sect watched An Yi’s display with glistening, lustful eyes.
In the martial world, strength was worshipped above all!
Underhanded or not, An Yi’s power was undeniable!
Add to that his tall, handsome looks—this pretty-faced youngster was exactly her type.
And most intoxicating of all—his vibrant, pulsating life force radiated like a beacon, drawing her in like a moth to flame.
What a treasure… If she could bring him back to the Holy Maiden…
Her gaze burned hotter.
"Hey, auntie—yeah, you! Wanna give it a shot?"
An Yi’s eyes locked onto her, noticing her dazed stare. He waved a hand. "You good?"
Auntie?!
Her?!
The Yellow-Robed Beauty’s peach-blossom eyes frosted over instantly.
You’ve got a death wish, brat!
"Brother Chen, watch out!"
Long and Hu shouted a warning.
Behind An Yi, two men—chains in hand—lunged at him in a sneak attack.
"The Huo Brothers!"
Someone recognized them, excitement bubbling.
Though both were only at the peak of Mingjin level, their combined strength could rival even an average Anjin expert! And with the element of surprise—
This kid’s done for!
They could already picture An Yi’s skull splitting open!
"Perfect, two more qualifying targets." An Yi’s wrist twitched almost imperceptibly.
"AHH—!"
Twin screams erupted as the Huo Brothers collapsed like puppets with cut strings, steel needles embedded in their thighs.
A day ago, opponents like these might’ve given An Yi trouble.
But now? They couldn’t even touch him!
lv4 Medicine + lv3 Hidden Weapon Mastery!
The synergy was terrifying.
With pinpoint precision, An Yi could strike acupuncture points to debilitating effect.
Though…
He glanced back.
Slight miscalculation.
One needle missed the thigh—landing a bit… lower.
Well, results were results.
Two dishonorable ambushers, perfectly neutralized!
【Tyrant】 Quest Progress: 9/10!
One left!
"Everyone, attack together!"
Fu Changchun, leader of the Surging Wave Palm Sect, saw his chance and barked the order.
As if rehearsed, the surrounding martial artists surged forward in unison!
"Hey! It was supposed to be one-on-one! What the hell?!"
An Yi yelled, reaching into his robe for the "Nine Dragon-Slaying Swords" manual as leverage.
But the crowd only charged harder—no way they’d let him pull it out!
Even the best fighter couldn’t hold off a mob.
Especially when it included multiple Mingjin-level experts.
Fu Changchun’s face darkened.
This was a messy last resort—too many variables.
But as long as they pried that manual from the kid’s corpse, it’d be worth it.
He had to die!
"Brother Chen, we’ve got your back!"
Long and Hu bulldozed into the fray, their brute strength carving a path.
Zhang Fan raised his dagger to join, but Chen Bing intercepted him with a flick of his Serpent Sword.
Chaos reigned—
Until a silver whip lashed out like a thunderbolt, sending three fighters flying!
The sheer force stunned the crowd.
"You took too long, so I came to check."
A stunning woman in a crimson dress strode forward, whip coiled elegantly in hand. The high slit revealed tantalizing glimpses of her snow-white legs.
Crack! Crack!
More fighters howled as they were sent sprawling.
"Yan Zhi!"
An Yi’s eyes lit up—this woman was a powerhouse!
Fu Changchun’s expression soured instantly.
"The Phoenix of the Yan Family…"
He’d heard of her—top-tier among the younger generation.
If she sided with the kid, plus those two prodigy monks from Lantuo Temple who’d mastered the Vajra Arts…
Then—
A sudden chill crept up his spine.
Fu Changchun’s face went white.
An Yi moved silently, appearing right behind him.
Seizing the chaos of the brawl, he unleashed four rapid punches—his fifth strike already coiled like a viper, ready to strike.
The sheer force of his fist tore through the cuffs of his dress shirt, the impact roaring like thunder!
"Old bastard, you were the one giving orders just now, weren’t you?"
An Yi grinned, baring his teeth in a chilling smile.
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