"My poison needle, which has even killed martial masters before, was blocked?"
"Even a martial master wouldn't have been able to react in such a sudden situation!"
"And yet, a mere advanced quasi-warrior managed to withstand it?" This text is hosted at NoveI-Fire.ɴet
After a brief moment of shock, Madman Drake's expression began to change. A cruel smile curled on his lips, and a bloodthirsty glint appeared in his eyes.
"An advanced quasi-warrior who can block my poison needle… Now that's a worthy kill!"
Madman Drake grinned, exuding ruthlessness. Without hesitation, he flipped his hand, pulling out two more poison needles. Using the bone flute, he sent them flashing toward Su Xiaobai's location in a flash.
By now, Su Xiaobai had turned his head, his gaze icy cold.
He could clearly sense the murderous intent contained within the poison needle that had struck his neck earlier… the assailant was out for his life!
As Su Xiaobai turned, the two poison needles approached in rapid succession.
He raised two fingers, which were enveloped in a nearly tangible golden glow. With a casual flick, the two incoming needles were deflected and fell to the ground with a crisp clink.
Following the trajectory of the poison needles, Su Xiaobai's gaze locked onto the shadowy figure of Madman Drake in the high ground.
Soaring Sky Transformation!
Su Xiaobai's figure disappeared from his original spot, transforming into a blur as he hurtled toward the shadowy figure of Madman Drake with a thunderous momentum.
"This kid… his strength has improved again!"
Zhang Hengde, who was about to intervene, halted mid-action.
His pupils shrank suddenly, and his expression was filled with astonishment.
To protect Su Xiaobai, Zhang Hengde had been shadowing him without pause for days, observing everything.
Yet, despite watching for so long, he had never seen Su Xiaobai show any signs of cultivating or even the slightest inclination to do so. Every day, it was just eating, drinking, playing, and sleeping!
But now, in such circumstances, Su Xiaobai's strength had clearly risen!
It wasn't just a minor improvement; it was a leap forward!
Whether it was his speed, explosive power, or the micro-level technique used to block the two poison needles just now—all were vastly superior to what he had demonstrated at the Zhang family manor.
Zhang Hengde was utterly shocked!
How on earth had this guy grown stronger?
And without a single hint of cultivation?!
As the realization struck him, Zhang Hengde hesitated, refraining from making a move. He wanted to see just how far Su Xiaobai's true strength could go…
"Wait, this aura… Has he advanced to a warrior?!"
Zhang Hengde's breath hitched again.
The burst of energy radiating from Su Xiaobai's body carried the unmistakable presence of a true warrior, with no attempt to conceal it. Zhang Hengde inhaled sharply in disbelief.
Just days ago, at the Zhang family estate, Su Xiaobai had been merely an advanced quasi-warrior. How did he already advance to a full-fledged warrior in just over a week?!
What kind of absurd joke was this?!
Even the most prodigious talent shouldn't be able to achieve such a monstrous breakthrough speed!
Zhang Hengde felt as though his entire worldview had been overturned.
It wasn't just Zhang Hengde who noticed.
Madman Drake also sensed the warrior aura emanating from Su Xiaobai.
"The more extraordinary the prey, the more satisfying the hunt!"
Madman Drake's smile grew maniacal as he flipped his hand, pulling out a special alloy dagger coated in deadly poison.
The cold gleam of the blade flashed as Madman Drake's figure abruptly vanished—
In the next instant, Madman Drake appeared beside Su Xiaobai, his poisoned dagger slashing viciously toward Su Xiaobai's neck!
A golden sheen enveloped Su Xiaobai's neck, hardening his skin to an extraordinary level.
The alloy dagger left only a shallow mark on his neck, neither deep nor superficial.
"Micro-level body refinement technique!"
"And at his current level as a beginner warrior, this body refinement technique must have reached at least the intermediate stage to block my strike!"
Madman Drake's pupils contracted, and his expression grew even more frenzied.
A truly unparalleled genius unlike any I ever encountered before!
The fact that such a genius had appeared before him, and would soon fall by his own hands, filled him with overwhelming excitement.
Madman Drake was utterly consumed by bloodlust.
He unleashed his advanced Flash Kill technique, launching a torrential barrage of strikes at Su Xiaobai!
His arms, chest, thighs, back, even his forehead—
No part of Su Xiaobai's body was spared from the relentless onslaught!
"Madman Drake… So, the Yuan family has indeed received the news and issued an assassination order!"
Zhang Hengde finally recognized the attacker.
But he continued to hold back, refraining from intervening immediately.
Zhang Hengde knew Su Xiaobai hadn't revealed his full strength yet.
Still gripping his broadsword tightly, Zhang Hengde remained ready to strike at a moment's notice if Su Xiaobai showed any sign of trouble.
In the dim alleyway, a beginner warrior and an advanced warrior were locked in a fierce battle!
The clash of their attacks echoed ceaselessly.
Yet, from their back-and-forth exchanges, it was evident that the two were evenly matched!
"Interesting! Very interesting!"
"His physical capabilities are on par with mine, maybe even superior!"
"Only his reaction speed is slightly inferior!"
"A beginner warrior achieving such feats!"
"Ha ha ha… This is so much fun! I must kill you! You have to die by my hands!"
Madman Drake's excitement reached a fever pitch.
Through the battle, he had discerned that Su Xiaobai possessed two micro-level techniques: one for strengthening his body, and another for enhancing his agility and reflexes… This realization only made Madman Drake more excited!