Again there was a ripping sound, and the middle-aged man felt pain in his leg as the blade once again passed through the septum between his 'vastus medialis' and 'vastus lateralis' muscles on his thigh.
In Zheng Yuandong's hands, this long knife was as precise as a surgical scalpel, separating two muscles that should have been attached.
The middle-aged man's arm and thigh bled profusely. As he twisted his body, he threw a punch at Zheng Yuandong.
But it seemed as though Zheng Yuandong's knife had been waiting there all along, once again cutting through the septum between the biceps and triceps of the middle-aged man.
Each stroke of the knife, like a butcher skillfully dissecting an ox, seemed intent on dismembering the middle-aged man limb by limb.
Knife skills are art.
The middle-aged man now felt fear; he hadn't expected to encounter a master of such caliber in the Outer World. It wasn't a matter of class, but a gap in skill.
While wielding his blade, Zheng Yuandong still had the leisure to ask, "It couldn't have been easy for Jindai to find someone like you who can travel back in time. First, they would need a Time Traveler to replace a B-Class Awakener or Cultivator, then they could perform the neuron bridging surgery. If I killed you, they would undoubtedly feel the loss deeply."
At the intersection of Royal City Avenue and National Highway 103 to the north.
That B-Class Expert from the Deer Island family seemingly didn't want to abandon the oil tank truck parked at the roadside, even under attack by Kyushu members, even needing to watch out for snipers, even knowing that Kyushu's experts would soon arrive.
Yet he kept engaging them in combat, without the slightest intent to flee.
In one move, he slipped past a Kyushu member, effortlessly grabbing the neck of the member with one hand and lifting them up to use as a human shield.
The stocky middle-aged man coldly said, "You want to shoot to kill without asking for reasons? Isn't Kyushu acting a bit too tyrannically?"
A member of Kyushu didn't reply; the battle had been a matter of life and death from the very beginning. The other's words were not really intended to accuse Kyushu but to buy time.
From afar came the sound of a walking stick tapping the ground. He Jinqiu got out of the car and strode forward, dressed in a meticulously neat grey suit, "Were you waiting for me?"
The next moment, a Jade Arrow flew out from He Jinqiu's sleeve, drawing a trail like vapor in the air, and in just a flick of the finger, it traveled hundreds of meters and pierced through a window.
A scream came from the window.
The Jade Arrow didn't stop, quickly flying toward another target to claim another life.
With a smile, He Jinqiu asked, "Has no one told you? You shouldn't carelessly aim a sniper rifle at someone; it could get you killed."
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, not expecting He Jinqiu to kill their two snipers, who had been hiding in a residential building, as soon as he made a move.
This was the sensing ability only A-Class individuals possessed!
The ability to immediately sense within 1000 meters if someone was aiming at one!
In the Inner World, there was once someone who glanced at an A-Class Expert with a malevolent eye from far away, only to be singled out from the crowd by that A-Class Expert.
This kind of ability was nearly divine.
It was said that if someone reached the S-Class Demigod level, they might be sensed by the demigod just by someone uttering their name, even if they were millions of miles apart.
However, this claim had yet to be confirmed.
But at that moment, the middle-aged man couldn't care less about these thoughts; he was shocked that...
An A-Class Cultivator existed among the Time Travelers in the Outer World!
And what's more critical, this He Jinqiu, a standing Director from Hu's Information Agency, not only received the authentic cultivation methods from Hu's but had also developed his Sword Arrow!
To think that even a personage like Li Changqing had only just begun to form his Sword Arrow, far from reaching the realm where he could wield it at will.
He Jinqiu tapped his walking stick on the ground and then laughed, "Don't be so surprised. How could I dare preside over Kyushu without a bit of real power? Besides, we have to let you know that Time Travelers aren't so easy to control."
In fact, not too long ago, He Jinqiu led a group of Kyushu members across the Middle East region, engaging in quite a few acts of robbing from their own kind, plundering the Time Travelers of the Beautiful Country more than once or twice. Otherwise, Kyushu wouldn't be so wealthy.
Up to this point, there have been few from overseas who could do anything about him; they only had to bear it temporarily.
However, at that moment, the middle-aged man who had been stalling for time turned and ran without a moment's hesitation.
Deer Island had intended to kill two birds with one stone by luring out both He Jinqiu and the Daytime Boss to kill them, but they hadn't expected to draw out a powerful father figure!
This might be the only A-Class Expert in the Outer World to date!
He Jinqiu, smiling, said, "Isn't it a bit late to think of leaving now?"
As he spoke, the Jade Arrow shot a distinct white streak through the blackness of the night sky, flying through the air!
But then, something unexpected happened.
The scenery behind the middle-aged man suddenly folded, as if someone had pinched the world and space together out of thin air.
The Jade Arrow, originally flying straight to the back of the middle-aged man, disappeared without a trace after passing through that space, only producing two tinkling sounds, as if it had struck something solid.
He Jinqiu frowned, "Space Ability? No, it's an Illusion."
He walked toward the direction in which the middle-aged man had fled, only to see the twisted space gradually dispersing, while his Sword Arrow had pierced through a bus stop sign at the roadside, lodging into the ground.
The flight course of the Jade Arrow hadn't been distorted; the scene they had just witnessed was merely an illusion.
"Turns out there was a hidden ally, quite interesting, adept at trickery," He Jinqiu looked toward the crossroads. By now, the middle-aged man driving the oil tanker had vanished without a trace.