The Modern Immortal

Fight Part 2

But Feng Yuan’s body moved 10 cm to the side strangely, causing his dagger to avoid his fist and fall on the inner wrist side.

Screech!

The dagger slashed, causing blood to puff out in its full scarlet hue.

The dipper fist hasn't changed its course and struck Feng Yuan’s ribs. This attack was enough to incapacitate him, but a strange smile appeared on Feng Yuan’s face. His waist became soft like a snake and twisted out of the way. Gu Tian’s fist, had no target now and swished past his side, making the two cross each other.

Feng Yuan looked at his dagger proudly, revealing infatuation within his gaze. It was because he was infatuated with his cutting blade skills and also liked dance as well as art.

"The true purpose for my visit is to actually kill you both and after that jin dong will follow you guys and all his wealth will be mine, and how can we forget the golden statue!. I have a surprise for you guys as well, you know what stage I am, it's actually a half-step holy warrior.” 

Aaahhhhh!  Gu Tian and Master Long cried out in alarm simultaneously, their complexion changing paler.

H-How is that possible!?

Open your eyes wide and look clearly! With a whoosh, Feng Yuan suddenly disappeared. His speed was too quick. Let alone Jin Dong who was far away, even the nearby Gu Tian and Master Long couldn't see him and could only see his afterimage.

“Puchi” “Puchi”

Only a shadow flickered, revolving around Gu Tian and Master Long continuously. Scarlet blood kept spewing from their bodies, creating a shocking scene.

30, 35

He kept announcing each of his slashes.

Gu Tian and Master Long crazily attacked the shadow, but all of their attacks had only hit the afterimages. They shouted like madmen Aaaahhhhhhh but they were trampled like harmless sheep, their yells changing into anguished wails as they faced death.

107, 114

Blood dyed the ground red, creating a ghastly sight. How much blood did a human have? And how long would it flow out?

258,279

Their yells became softer and movements slower. Finally, their voices stopped, even their speed became like an elderly lady's. They couldn't endure anymore and slumped down into the pool of blood.

Their severely undulating chests were the only indication that confirmed that they were alive!

300!

The place became silent. Jin Dong at the compound's entrance had become so pale there was no ruddiness to his face. The two Grandmasters he had asked for help were played like children by Feng Yuan, how can this be possible. How can he become so strong so quickly that he surpassed him by two whole levels.

What made Jin Dong heart shiver was that his speed was so terrifying. Just one move was enough to take their life, but he slashed over 300 times to torment them alive, make them slowly die in despair and fear.

Terrifying It was too terrifying.

H-How is this possible?

Gu Tian’s eyelids became heavier.

Is this the strength of just a half-step holy Warrior stage? The difference in strength was too vast, there wasn't even a little chance of winning. How powerful he would be when he became the first stage holy warrior.

Now, Gu Tian was filled with regret and hate. Why did I have to meddle so much? Now, even my life is gone. I became too greedy for the golden statue, I should have just done my job of being a medical doctor and shouldn’t have tried to fight this monstrous guy.”

“I've toyed with you enough. It's time to send you on your journey.”

Goodbye

Suddenly, a sound resounded. “Gu Tian. If you kneel down and beg me, perhaps I can save your life.”

Along with this voice, a silhouette slowly came out from the darkness of the house. Under the shadow, it seemed very strange from the outside. His face was expressionless as his eyes calmly swept past Gu Tian who was laying down within the pool of blood far away.

"It's you!"

Gu Tian could clearly see that the one who came was Daemon, the youngster that he didn't like. Jin Dong also looked towards Daemon, feeling somewhat awkward. Didn't I tell Conner to hold him back? What is doing here?

By that time Conner came out chasing after him, “Master Jin, he….

He was stupefied by the scene before his eyes before he could finish his words. The compound was filled with the dead bodies of soldiers, some hung on top of the trees while others laid on the ground, a few even on the stairs and windows and Gu Tian, whom he worshipped so much, and the Grandmaster he had brought with Master Long were both at their dying breaths, laying in the middle of a pool of blood.

They had lost! It was a crushing defeat!

T-This H-How is this possible?

Feng Yuan blocked Daemon's path with a dagger in his hand, blood dripping on the ground drop by drop. Black clouds covered the moon, and the sky had turned pitch black, even the wind seemed to have frozen.

"Excuse me."

Daemon raised his feet and moved forward.

There was only a distance of 1 meter between Feng Yuan and him. And Daemon had now taken another step forward, approaching Feng Yuan. Feng Yuan also counted his steps as he placed them, waiting for the right opportunity to use his dagger.

Daemon became faster in the next step.

Feng Yuan was startled. His gaze was fixed on Daemon shoulders because no matter how fast a person's movements were, their next movements could be predicted by observing their shoulder.

Daemon's right shoulder withdrew while his left shoulder moved forward.

Feng Yuan sneered. His strongest element wasn't the quick speed of his dagger, and it also wasn't his flexible body, rather, it was his judgement towards the enemy's movements. By figuring out the blind spots, he also immediately moved towards the left.

But he didn't expect that he'd be dazzled by the scene in front. Daemon had already arrived less than half a meter away. His dagger went forward to welcome him, preparing to stab him, but Daemon suddenly dashed forward. If he didn't retreat, they'd collide with each other.

Feng Yuan got angry but still stabbed the dagger forward.

Daemon's body made a subtle movement. It was so slight that no one had sensed his actions, and Feng Yuan who was in his line of sight, felt as if each of the enemy's movements were targeting his weak points as if he was predicting each of his moves and understood his intentions and next movements. And all of this seemed to occur without any movements, this feeling was really unimaginable.

He finally was unable to s***h him, and Daemon had already passed by him.

Feng Yuan's eyes opened wide as if his brain was struck by lightning, turning into mush. Only when Daemon had reached in front of Gu Tian, did he realize that Daemon had already crossed over his defensive line. At that moment, he was drenched with sweat, his hands shuddering.