Apocalypse: My Apartment Has Traits

Chapter 188: Chapter 160: Consecutive Kills (4K Combined)

Clang—!

84%.

Bang—!

85%.

Clang clang clang——!!

90%.

After Su Lin activated Divine Speed, he became so fast that his afterimages almost disappeared, and his speed kept increasing!

Su Can, as a First-Transformed Genetic Martial Artist, could barely keep up with him at first. The two of them turned into flashes on the black rock ground, exchanging blows like lightning, leaving almost only afterimages and sparks in the air from weapons clashing.

But Su Can found it extremely uncomfortable to fight.

Every time his Giant Sword sliced toward Su Lin, Su Lin dodged like a slippery monkey, barely making contact before slipping away, leaving Su Can’s power to hit nothing.

Just as Su Can was about to unleash his strength, Su Lin disappeared and attacked from another direction, forcing Su Can to immediately withdraw his power and respond.

After several successive encounters, not only did he fail to restrain Su Lin, but Su Lin’s speed continued to increase!

The old man couldn’t keep up anymore, with his body unable to release his Qi and Blood, feeling particularly suffocated and uncomfortable.

“Ah! You little brat, are you playing with your grandpa?!”

He couldn’t stand it!

Su Can roared furiously, harnessing all his strength to smash the Giant Sword into the ground.

The black rock ground shattered and crumbled, turning into countless flying debris!

“Let’s see where you hide!”

He saw Su Lin suddenly stop and smiled triumphantly, immediately reaching out to try to catch this troublemaker first, then deal a blow!

However, the paused Su Lin suddenly smiled at him.

In the next moment!

Su Lin appeared in the distance.

The debris fell into emptiness.

Su Lin tapped his shoulder with the back of his blade, shook his head, and said:

“Grandpa, these pieces of debris are even slower than you. I just run far away, how can they stop me?”

Su Can was startled:

“You haven’t reached your limit just yet?”

“Of course.”

The voice came from beside him, and Su Can did not hesitate, slashing his sword.

Clang—!

Sparks flashed in the air, but the person had already appeared elsewhere.

91%.

Su Lin gently stroked the Bamboo Pole Blade and said softly:

“Grandpa can barely perceive my speed, but the sword in your hand is too large to keep up.”

It’s not just the sword; more importantly, the old man’s use of “ability” and “soldier” was rather ineffective.

He has Qi and Blood, but their circulation is too slow, and before they could be transmitted through the Giant Sword to him, Su Lin had already evaded with a single strike.

The slow circulation of Qi and Blood further amplifies the apparent drawback of the oversized weapon.

Su Lin spared his grandfather’s dignity without saying it directly, but the old man understood.

“You brat, you can even criticize your old grandpa now.”

Su Can’s face was solemn, but he recognized his own issue.

Once upon a time, relying on what his younger brother taught him, combined with somewhat reliable cultivation, he could crush the Martial Artists in the village-level wilderness using only “release” and “ability”.

No need to refine the four basic principles of Qi and Blood.

Thus, Su Can had somewhat neglected this aspect.

Characteristically straightforward, he felt it was sufficient, spending more time on cultivating the Breathing Technique, accumulating the total amount of Qi and Blood.

This approach could not be said as wrong.

After all, compared to the application of Qi and Blood, the total amount played a more decisive role in victory.

As long as the Qi and Blood were equivalent or even more than the opponent’s, relying on basic “ability” could defeat the opponent.

However, upon reaching the town-level camp, Su Can found himself at a disadvantage in terms of strength level.

Facing Martial Artists of the same level who also understood the application of Qi and Blood, his advantage in the village-level wilderness became his disadvantage!

Comparatively, Su Lin, although not reaching the strength of a First-Transformed Genetic Martial Artist, had a speed even faster than them, combined with proficient use of Qi and Blood, making it impossible for the old man to effectively channel his strength.

Had Su Lin not realized this and deliberately slowed down, perhaps the old man, caught off guard, would have been initially slain, “decapitated.”

With a super-fast speed and sufficiently sharp weapon, Su Lin, once given the chance to win, could directly “instantly” kill the opponent despite similar strength!

After all, now one second was enough to let Su Lin, having completed the Tap Dance, accomplish many things.

Su Can, feeling dejected, suddenly laid down his Giant Sword:

“Forget it, I won’t fight anymore. I can’t beat you.”

Initially intended to test his grandson’s strength, unexpectedly, the grandson ended up revealing his own shortcomings.

Realizing his deficiencies, Su Can lost the desire to continue fighting, only thinking of quickly returning to training.

The promotion camp would arrive soon, and Su Can now felt an extremely strong sense of crisis.

Su Family’s greatest strength in Wuyin Village was him.

If he couldn’t defeat even an ordinary First Transformation Martial Artist at the town-level camp, what would the villagers think?

Public morale would crumble, and the Su Family’s position would waver like a sinking ship.

If Wuyin Village’s foundation was lost, it would be even harder to rise in Zhoushan Town.

What’s the difference between being an ordinary person and an influential one?

Think about how Su Family always brought back the best things home.

Treasure Meat, materials, money, all belong to Su Family first before the village gets a share.

The blueprint bought from the vending machine a few days ago is still at home.

Su Family elevated Wuyin Village to its current status, but they also fed off Wuyin Village.

Su Can didn’t want to see reflections of himself and his family among the crying households of the village.

Upon such contemplation, Su Can suddenly fell silent, then sighed:

“Suddenly, who knows whether the promotion camp is a good or bad thing, and whether it’s worth such effort?”

Tap Dance, 91%.

Su Lin regretfully sheathed his Bamboo Pole Blade, and upon hearing his grandfather’s words, he replied: