Hidden Assassin 209

The lights shone from a distance, splitting the space into two parts, light and dark. Laughter, devoid of thought, echoed in the air. “Good, finally something interesting… Chen Gu Xia…”

“Go.” Without further ado, Chen Gu Xia simply waved his hand at Dongfang Lu, signaling him to leave. The God of No Thought did not react much to this.

Long years of arduous training had finally borne fruit. Though Dongfang Lu was in pain, he still retained a certain level of mobility. Hesitantly, he covered his chest and ran towards the direction Chen Gu Xia indicated. Turning his head, he saw two figures intertwining.

The God of No Thought was attacking, while Chen Gu Xia was defending. The stone railing of the nearby flowerbed was instantly shattered in several places. Seeing the God of No Thought’s attacks, even Dongfang Lu, an observer at this point, felt dizzy. He couldn’t even imagine what it would feel like to be in Chen Gu Xia’s position.

As he hid in another patch of darkness, he saw Chen Gu Xia and the God of No Thought retreat simultaneously after being hit.

The dim corridor, after the chase just now, was in disarray. The lights that should have been illuminating the area were flickering and sparking due to the explosion, emitting a sizzling sound. Not far away was the bright light of the school auditorium. Enduring the pain in his body, he cautiously moved towards it.

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“Not fast enough, not fast enough, not fast enough, not fast enough…”

Instantly blocking three punches that came like the wind, the fourth punch landed heavily on his side, near his abdomen. Although he managed to dissipate the force with a softening technique, he still felt a burning pain. Two knee strikes collided simultaneously. He pushed back the God of No Thought’s frantic headbutt and the man, in one fluid motion, spun around, his leg, capable of snapping stone pillars, arced in a swift circular motion, slamming into his shoulder blade and forcing the old man to stumble back two steps.

There was no time to catch his breath, the next wave of attacks followed close behind.

“Too slow, too slow, too slow, too slow, too slow, too slow…”

The crazy, hurried voice continued in the night. The God of No Thought’s attacks were like a raging storm. In the midst of this terrifying speed, Chen Gu Xia calmly blocked, parried, deflected, and dissipated attacks. Some of the attacks he couldn’t dodge landed on him, yet the old man’s expression remained unchanged. To an outsider, it would look like a solo performance by the God of No Thought, showcasing the most rapid, skilled, and smooth offense. Every strike was prepared for the next move, every part of his body seemed to be a lethal weapon. Ordinary eyes couldn’t even follow the speed of his attacks. This continued until Chen Gu Xia suddenly moved, grabbing the God of No Thought’s wrist as it was about to retract.

The wind around them froze for a moment. The God of No Thought’s entire body lost balance, being flung in a half-circle arc by Chen Gu Xia.

“Slow?”

With a bang, the God of No Thought was flung onto the ground. Dust rose, and Chen Gu Xia continued his pursuit without pause.

The situation reversed instantly.

As an elder master of martial arts in the Yan Huang Jue Xing (Awakening of the Yan Huang), Chen Gu Xia excelled not only in theoretical knowledge and self-cultivation but also in practical experience. After being severely injured during a siege in Japan, he was still able to escape from multiple blockades, proving his strength. His injuries had healed, and while he couldn’t match the God of No Thought’s astonishing speed, he wasn’t in a panic. He used a seasoned grappling technique to restrain the other’s movement, then followed with a speed-independent, flexible martial art.

This remarkable martial art, originating in India, was actually further developed in Japan. Combining grappling and wrestling, it relied entirely on overcoming strength with flexibility through joint techniques. The God of No Thought naturally understood its ability to counter his advantage. As soon as his arm was grabbed, he launched a counterattack, but Chen Gu Xia wouldn’t let this opportunity slip. For a while, the two rolled on the ground.

Dust billowed in the dry air, amidst a constant rumbling sound, their bodies rolled and bounced haphazardly. From a distance, it looked like fish thrown onto land, thrashing about. Even lying on the ground, their destructive power was immense. A section of the flowerbed railing, broken earlier, was caught in the chaos and shattered into two pieces with a bang. Within seconds, their bodies had moved over ten meters, slamming into the wall of a nearby building. In the midst of this full-fledged clash, one of the God of No Thought’s hands barely escaped, but the other was immediately grasped, and when it escaped, he was choked… While struggling to prevent Chen Gu Xia from locking his joints, he also launched relentless attacks. The greatest fear in a grappling match was allowing the opponent to completely lock a joint. Once locked, there was only death.

This most perilous close-combat lasted only ten seconds, yet the area was filled with swirling dust.

Chen Gu Xia’s body flew backward. As soon as he regained his footing, he covered his chest and vomited. Across from him, the God of No Thought also stood up, looking rather disheveled. He grabbed his left arm with his right hand, pulled it upwards, and with a click, popped his dislocated arm back into place. He slowly moved his neck.

“Good, very good technique. You almost killed me, hehe, hehe…”

He chuckled with a hint of mania, waving his hand gently. In the dust, his face began to fade in and out of view.

“So… warm-up time is over. To show my respect for the strength you displayed, I will give it my all from now on.”

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Under the lights, Li Yun Xiu led Ya Han, running constantly. The sound of shouts grew louder behind them.

From afar, they saw sections of lights on the building’s corridor extinguished. This was because Li Yun Xiu instinctively pressed the corridor lights as they passed. At this point, she no longer cared that this might make it easier for the pursuers to follow them. She only knew that those behind them had guns, and their priority was to avoid getting shot.

Being caught was almost a certainty, but for now, all they could do was run a little longer.

Both her hands were cuffed behind her back. The only thing she could consider a weapon was the scalpel she still clutched tightly in her hand. They hadn’t found the key to the handcuffs, and the only thing they could grab quickly was the scalpel that had fallen to the ground. But with her hands tied behind her back, she couldn’t use the scalpel to make any effective attacks.

Her only thought was that when someone came to grab the scalpel, she could make her body touch theirs for a longer period. This would only give them a chance to escape if they were alone, but the two people chasing them now clearly outnumbered them. So, for now, they could only run.

Stimulating a patient’s potential and healing relatively serious external injuries was Li Yun Xiu’s ability. This ability meant she could be a good surgeon, but it was useless against Ya Han’s illness. But just like how any advanced technology would first be used for weapons in a country, as a member of the Yan Huang Jue Xing (Awakening of the Yan Huang), although she possessed a relatively environmentally friendly medical ability, they had also considered using this ability to kill. What happened earlier was Li Yun Xiu’s first test of these ideas.

Maxing out the output of her originally harmless healing ability, directly targeting sensitive areas like the heart and brain to increase cell division speed and stimulate excess potential, overloading the enemy’s body to the point of heart or brain bursting. This test was considered successful, and it was the first time she had taken a life. However, the current situation didn’t allow her to dwell on any feelings of regret. She, clad in white cotton socks, could only keep running with Ya Han.

They squeezed through a narrow passageway leading to the inside of the gymnasium, ran for a while, then dived back out. They went down to the first floor through a side passage. They had to thank the complex terrain of the gymnasium for being able to evade two mercenaries for so long. They crossed the corridor outside the first floor and Li Yun Xiu led the way towards the nearby office building. Suddenly, gunshots rang out. Ya Han cried out “Ah!” and turned to see her fall on the stairs at the side of the gymnasium. She was already very sick, and after running so hard for so long, she struggled to get up, but her efforts were in vain.

Several thoughts flashed through Li Yun Xiu’s mind, but she wasn’t sure what they were. She gripped the scalpel tightly, exposing the blade at her waist, and ran back to stand beside Ya Han.

The two mercenaries with guns rushed over, aiming their guns at the two of them.

Perhaps because their companion had died for no apparent reason, their eyes were filled with malice. Seeing Li Yun Xiu holding a scalpel that she couldn’t possibly stab with, one of them seemed to want to shoot her, but the other stopped him. They shouted at each other in Thai, and the man kicked Li Yun Xiu in the stomach. She fell to the ground in pain.

The one who had wanted to shoot seemed to be the more dominant of the two. He stepped forward, raised his gun, and pointed it at Li Yun Xiu’s head. As she raised her head in pain, the first thing she saw was the black muzzle of the gun. The mercenary stared at her with a fierce look, looking down at her from above, and behind him was the bright spotlight on the gym wall.

The light shone directly down, illuminating the area around them, making the scene dazzling…

Is this… the last thing I’ll ever see? This thought arose in her mind. Li Yun Xiu wanted to close her eyes, then curiously opened them again…

The next moment, there was no gunshot.

A shadow blocked the light, and a spray of blood erupted!

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