Chapter 173 - 121: Arrow from the Black Gold Bow!! Kill!!

Chapter 173: Chapter 121: Arrow from the Black Gold Bow!! Kill!!

Perceiving danger, attacking the enemy’s vital points to force a defense!

This was the Void Realm! The moment after the opponent struck was when his flaws were most obvious! Zeng Anmin knew he had to seize this opportunity.

Sure enough, the man in the bamboo hat was caught off guard by Zeng Anmin’s sudden, explosive attack. The mad intent exuding from Zeng Anmin pressed down on him like the fiercest emperor in the world! This unprecedented yet highly oppressive intent caused the man’s breath to hitch.

However, this wasn’t over.

Zeng Anmin’s full-power strike was accompanied by the *Eternal Night Three Slashes*, a martial art with power comparable to Jiang Country’s number one martial art, *Phoenix Nine Cries*! Although he had only mastered the first slash, it was still several levels above ordinary martial arts!

At this moment, the man in the bamboo hat knew it was unavoidable! The person before him was definitely not an ordinary merchant guild attendant!

In a flash, a Three-foot Cyan Blade radiating a cold gleam was drawn from the man’s waist. In his haste, he could only use the sword to block Zeng Anmin’s Short Axe!

"CRACK!!!"

How could ordinary people block Zeng Anmin’s Thunderbolt strike?! The moment the axe and the Cyan Blade collided, the Soft Sword drawn from the man’s waist was visibly covered in webbed cracks!

"COUGH, COUGH..."

Although he blocked the attack, the man didn’t feel well. First, he borrowed the force of the clashing weapons to retreat violently! Then, he couldn’t help but cough. The berserk aura of the *Eternal Night Three Sabers*, the "intent" of the Dragon Inspection Map, and the dark gold Dragon Scales flashing on Zeng Anmin’s arms all proved that this strike was extraordinary!

A trace of blood slowly trickled from the man’s mouth.

"Sixth Grade Void Realm." Along with the blood came his hoarse voice. "Very good."

He held his sword at a slight angle, his entire body falling into a dead silence at this moment. He was like a pool of stagnant water, revealing not a single flaw. After the Sixth Grade Realm came the Concealing Breath Realm. One perfectly controlled all the power in their body and hid all their flaws.

Seeing this, Zeng Anmin’s voice was extremely cold. "Concealing Breath Realm!"

At this time, his eyes were wide with fury. Those terrifying eyes stared dead at the man before him. Although the negative emotions of the *Eternal Night Three Slashes* couldn’t affect him, they made his face look like a vengeful ghost, intimidating the scoundrels in the dark. Zeng Anmin didn’t say a word, slowly calming the Martial Arts Aura within his body. Today’s battle was truly filled with too much bizarre strangeness.

"Concealing Breath Realm?" An uncomfortable sneer came from beneath the bamboo hat. "If it weren’t for the injuries from that great battle, I could wipe out a Martial Artist in the Concealing Breath Realm with a casual wave of my hand."

After saying this, he slowly lowered his head, his left hand gently stroking the cracked Soft Sword. He then slowly looked up at the Short Axe in Zeng Anmin’s hand. "A Divine Artifact...?"

After muttering this, his body abruptly disappeared from the spot. Without a single sound, he was just like a ghost, "floating" straight toward Zeng Anmin. His speed was suffocating—so fast that Zeng Anmin could only see an afterimage.

"Heh."

His feather-light body had already appeared in front of Zeng Anmin.

"THUMP."

A very faint sound was heard. The man’s palm landed "powerlessly" on Zeng Anmin’s chest.

He thought, "Now is the time!!!"

All the remaining Martial Arts Aura in Zeng Anmin’s body circulated wildly. He knew that facing an enemy two major Realms higher than himself, he could only use this method—trading a life for a life!

In the darkness, the axe infused with the first slash and the "intent" of the Dragon Inspection Map, as well as the dark gold Dragon Scales on Zeng Anmin’s arms, suddenly materialized.

"BOOM!!!"

The axe slashed toward the man like a giant dragon. It was the same move as before, but it was a desperate, life-risking move from Zeng Anmin! He only unleashed it after ensuring the man struck him first, waiting for the exact gap when the enemy’s force was spent. Therefore, this strike was absolutely unavoidable!

Clearly, the man didn’t expect Zeng Anmin to attack at this moment. Furthermore, he didn’t expect him to still have the strength to counterattack after taking his full-power palm strike head-on! This scene, which completely defied all laws of common sense, caused his brain to short-circuit.

"CRACK."

"CRACK."

Two sounds rang out. The first was a Jade Pendant at Zeng Anmin’s waist; it didn’t shatter, but merely developed webbed cracks. The second was the sound of the axe landing on the man in the bamboo hat.

Flashing alongside this sound was the blood from his shoulder. This axe strike forcefully shattered the man’s shoulder blade. Moreover, the berserk Martial Arts Aura surged wildly into his body!

"SPURT!!!"

The man was entirely powerless to resist the tyrannical Martial Arts Aura flooding into him. A mouthful of blood showered down on Zeng Anmin’s head, instantly adding an even more eerie hue to his furious, demon-like visage. Without a shred of hesitation, the man madly circulated his own Martial Arts Aura, barely suppressing Zeng Anmin’s violent energy before violently retreating.

He thought, "Run!!!"

This single thought frantically erupted in his mind. The next moment, he turned and fled with extreme speed, like a phantom! In just a few flashes, he vanished from sight, blending into the darkness of the alley.

Zeng Anmin stood his ground, trying hard to take deep breaths. Executing the first slash twice had somewhat overdrawn his physical limits. His Martial Arts Aura was near depletion, and every part of his body protested in exhaustion. He slowly looked down at the Jade Pendant at his waist, a flash of relief crossing his eyes.

"This pendant is called the Protective Jade. Wearing it can block one full-power strike from a Fourth Grade expert of any system."

He thought, "If it weren’t for this jade pendant allowing me to turn the tide of the battle, I would have undoubtedly died tonight!!"

Slowly, he raised his head and looked toward the fleeing figure, his eyes flashing with an icy glint. Did this guy really think he could get away today? He didn’t give chase. Instead, he strolled forward unhurriedly. When he spotted a relatively tall house, he tapped his toes against the ground.

"SWISH!"

Following the railing, with a few agile bounds, he was already standing on the rooftop. The wide field of vision allowed him to spot the rapidly fleeing man.

Only then did Zeng Anmin see clearly that the man’s legs were incredibly uncoordinated as he ran. It was as if... he was limping on one leg.

A cold smile slowly surfaced on Zeng Anmin’s face. In a breath, a Black Gold Longbow silently appeared in his hand. Appearing alongside it was an Arrow Fletching.

"Run. Run a little further," Zeng Anmin murmured emotionlessly.

He thought, "So what if he’s crippled? I’ll kill him all the same!"

Just as the figure was about to disappear from sight, Zeng Anmin’s narrowed Dan Feng eyes suddenly burst wide open!!

"CREAK."

The Black Gold Longbow in his hand was instantly drawn to a full moon!!! Using the method from the *Falling Jade Disc*, he stored the last sliver of Martial Arts Aura in his body into the tip of the Arrow Fletching, forming a spiraling aura. Without even looking at the man’s figure, he released the bowstring!

With the help of the Confucian Six Arts, his archery art had already entered the Dao!! Accuracy was no longer a concern for him.

"SWISH!!!"

The Arrow Fletching, carrying the momentum of a Thunderbolt, shot straight toward the man’s back.

"THUD!!!"

Visible to the naked eye, the Arrow Fletching pierced dead center into the back of the fleeing man. Struck by the arrow, his body first trembled violently. Then, carried by his momentum, he staggered forward a few steps before collapsing directly onto the ground.

[Martial Artist’s Heart: For every ten feet of distance from the enemy, the power of the Martial Arts Aura increases by ten percent.]

Although his body appeared intact on the outside, Zeng Anmin’s overwhelming Martial Arts Aura had already pulverized all his internal flesh and blood into mush.

...

"STEP, STEP, STEP."

Having descended from the rooftop, Zeng Anmin walked step by step toward the man. The moonlight stretched his shadow long across the ground. Slowly crouching down in front of the corpse, he reached out without hesitation and flipped away the bamboo hat obscuring the face.

"CLACK."

The hat was removed. A familiar face appeared before Zeng Anmin. Upon seeing this face, his eyes slowly narrowed.