(p.s.: Some setting changes were made to previous parts of the story, with the levels above True Skill and Martial Arts Realm no longer existing, hence Perfection is now the ultimate limit.)
The fury-filled roar of Evil Tiger echoed between heaven and earth, serving as a signal for the snipers who had been lying in wait in various regions to pull the triggers in their hands.
Four excellent snipers fired their guns simultaneously from different positions. Even for Martial Artists, without the ability to withstand directly, one could be severely wounded if not killed today. Facing Cultists, the snipers used large caliber bullets made especially for them, extremely powerful.
Yet Chen Yongjing was not flustered in the slightest. After the bullets passed through his body, as if passing through air, they hit the ground directly, blasting big pits the diameter of a human head. His figure ignited on its own, transforming into a burning effigy over ten feet tall.
Lufang’s brow slightly furrowed.
Physical virtualization? That’s a bit troublesome.
According to his teacher, only the high-ranking members of Cults were possibly able to achieve physical virtualization through immense Divine Power, thereby avoiding most physical damage.
He had seen the enemy behind the scenes repeatedly target a bunch of kids and fail time and again, so he originally thought he was just dealing with small fry, only to find it was a big shark.
With a single step, he stood right before Chen Yongjing. His right hand was covered in a dark, ink-like dense color. The pale luminescence signified the release from the first shackles of Innate Strength; the thin glow signified the release from the second shackles of Innate True Qi. But for a Martial Arts Master like him, this special power was an extraordinary power [Martial Arts True Gang] transformed after True Qi, capable of handling Void Things and vanquishing ghosts and deities. At his level, the realm of True Gang was as rich as substance.
"What a pity; had I not been worried about a Grandmaster making a move, I would’ve been quite keen to have a match with Officer Lu and see whether your invincible body honed inside out is tougher, or if the True God Power within me is stronger... Let’s meet again in the future, shall we."
Facing the onslaught of aggressive fist moves, Chen Yongjing dodged with a specter-like flicker amidst laughter and talk. His illusory shapes filled the office, thick and numerous, indistinguishable between real and fake.
Evil Skill might not be as effective in frontal assault as Martial Arts.
But in terms of survival and trickery, it was far ahead.
Due to certain restrictions of the Void Realm, it would take a long time for Cult forces to catch up with human Martial Arts in the real world. Hence, Evil Gods and their followers invested their Skill Points into evasion, disguise, hiding, stealth, brainwashing, and other tricky endeavors.
Otherwise, in a direct confrontation, let alone Martial Arts, just the high-tech weapons alone could blast the Cult to smithereens; therefore, the Cult could only sneak around and tackle small operations.
This was why Chen Yongjing was so confident.
He might not defeat Lufang, but Lufang wouldn’t be able to injure him either.
Seeing this, Lufang’s entire body’s pores started to inhale and exhale breath.
It was like the roaring sound of an engine shaking the heavens and earth!
His muscles swelled up, as his body height increased to two meters in a short time. The Qi Po of the Heavenly Demon’s shadow exteriorized, and with the wind, it enlarged into a fearsome beast over ten feet tall.
The terrifying Qi Power, like a tornado, swept away everything in the office. The blood flame effigy was affected, looking disheveled in the wind and slowing down in form.
He was being affected by an invisible force, his virtualization becoming sluggish.
Chen Yongjing exclaimed,
"This is the embryonic form of the Spiritual Qi Field... Are you on the brink of becoming a Grandmaster?"
According to headquarters,
If one broke the fourth shackles in Martial Arts, one could comprehend the Grandmaster Qi Field.
This thing was a treasure that could counter most virtualization techniques!
That’s why he was so wary of Grandmasters. Lufang’s Qi Field, although weak and insubstantial, probably hadn’t yet stepped into the Grandmaster level, but it was already affecting him significantly.
"I can’t stay in Su City anymore!"
The police force of Su City was about to give rise to a Grandmaster Level figure.
It was going to be tough to mix in after that. Generally, Grandmasters didn’t stay in the police force; at most, they would be invited by the police to exorcise demons when needed.
Chen Yongjing instantly had no intention of further combat and only thought of escape as the best strategy.
Against a Martial Arts Grandmaster, only a Cult protector could contend with them. In Su City, the highest responsible person of the Heart Happiness Sect was indeed him, the Squad Leader, and protectors were too hard to cultivate.
"I hate this ghostly mumbo-jumbo the most!"
Lufang seemed like a different person at this moment, enveloped in the rich True Gang as if he was wearing a flowing pitch-black Demon Armor. The Spiritual Body of the Evil Tiger projected behind him injected itself into his body and transformed into the pattern of a winged Ghost Tiger on the chest of his Demon Armor!
Ghost Tiger Domineering Body!
Heavenly Demon Descent, without any taboos!
Lufang turned into a black light and flashed forward. Chen Yongjing barely broke free from the black Qi storm. His body went straight through the wall, just like those Spiritual Forms.
Lufang crashed forth, instantly blasting a large hole in the solid wall.
He couldn’t do the Wall Penetration Technique... but he could crash through walls!
At the same time, atop high-rise buildings outside, Martial Artists rushed over nimbly, lightly leaping to cling onto the second-floor wall of the beauty clinic. They broke through the window and entered, intercepting along Chen Yongjing’s inevitable path, intending to tackle the enemy together.
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But now, with Lufang pressing him hard, he was racing against time.
Chen Yongjing was well aware.
Without paying a price today, he would certainly be defeated here. The Blood Flames expanded to form a Peacock shadow with a wingspan of three yards, waves of intense heat spreading. On his right chest emerged a heart in the shape of a Beauty Head. At the thought, the heart throbbed thunderously, as if about to self-destruct.
Divine Arts·Heart Barrier.
Lufang shouted to the Martial Artists outside,
"Fall back, everyone! I will handle this person. You’re no match for him!"
The thick blood plasma burst forth from the heart, instantly filling the room. The sea of blood pushed everything aside, forcing the Martial Artists to retreat.