Chapter 89 Thunderous Night of Slaughter

However, in close combat, if the man in armor avoided him, Wang Xuan would break through and rest long enough to return and kill them.

The armored man clearly recognized Wang Xuan's intent to break out and blocked with all his might.

Without his armor, the quasi-Master put forth all his strength, continuously attacking Wang Xuan. He seized an opportunity to strike Wang Xuan on the shoulder, only to find his own palm numb and shocked. That blow could have crushed a one- or two-ton boulder; any ordinary person would have been obliterated. Yet, Wang Xuan only staggered back, while the attacker felt a painful tingle in his hand.

The two strong men exchanged glances, saying nothing. Tonight, they either had to capture the young man and extract the incredible secrets he possessed or kill him—there was no way they could let someone from The Old Technique realm live! This was serious; they suspected that the young man had found a secret path within The Old Technique.

If he survived this night, the heights he could achieve were unimaginable, posing a grave threat to the New Technique practitioners! Wang Xuan was on the brink of death, facing a relentless assault from the man in extraordinary armor, essentially battling a Master-level opponent. His arm was numb from the force of the blows; without the Golden Body Technique, he would have been cleaved in two. Despite this, he bore several horrifying wounds, blood streaming down his body.

Finally, he spotted an opening and unleashed Zhang Daoling's body technique, landing a solid punch on the shoulder of the armored man. But in return, the other quasi-Master struck him with a brutal fist to his back, sending him flying.

The quasi-Master, cold and determined, realized he could easily kill this young man if he wanted. Without the Golden Body Technique, Wang Xuan would have been utterly defeated, his organs shredded. Even though he managed to block the blow, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Wang Xuan spun around, his gaze icy. He faced two opponents who were not only experienced but also cunning. This battle was exceptionally tough, yet his eyes burned with resolve. He locked onto the target's shoulder, knowing that if he hit there once, he would aim for it again, striving to break through.

At that moment, Wang Xuan was indeed fighting for his life. He faced the imminent threat of death as the green-glowing blade of his opponent barely missed his head, leaving a ghastly wound on his shoulder.

Bang! Wang Xuan clashed again with the armored opponent, their palms colliding. Blood splattered from his fingers, and his hand throbbed painfully; he barely managed to withstand the blow, knowing that if it had been any other quasi-Master, his hand would have been shattered.

At the same time, he took two fierce punches from the other quasi-Master, his body shaking violently. But amidst the chaos, he managed to lock onto the armored man's arm, moving in close and channeling all his energy into the body technique recorded in the Golden Book.

"Boom!" He landed a series of heavy strikes, ultimately cracking the armor and causing it to explode, sending the armored man flying and making him spew blood.

In the courtyard, many watched silently, their views obscured by the rain, unable to see the details. Yet, they all witnessed the extraordinary armor shatter amidst flashes of lightning, and they were all taken aback. "Incredible! That armor was just newly developed and supposedly extremely powerful. He shattered it barehanded, time and again!" one elder exclaimed. "To train The Old Technique to this level is rare; Old Chen can rest in peace now!" 

Someone nearby whispered, "Master Chen is still in the hospital; he hasn't passed away yet."

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Wang Xuan quickly dispelled the special power, calming his boiling blood, trying to cool his burning body. However, he sensed the threat of death; a figure approached through the rain, exuding boundless killing intent.

Wang Xuan felt despair creeping in as another armored warrior appeared. How many more were there? When would it end?!

He stood there, gasping for breath, trapped. One of the two quasi-masters he had injured, despite being heavily wounded, was still capable of fighting, and they teamed up to block his escape.

"Why are you here?" the two unarmored quasi-masters asked in surprise.

"Our ship was destroyed!" The newcomer seethed with rage, his killing intent growing even more intense.

Just moments ago, Qingmu had requested help from the people of An City, scanning and locating a small ship in the outskirts that they believed was transporting the New Technique members. He had confirmed this and decisively destroyed the ship. Although there had been a massive explosion, everyone merely thought it was a thunder strike.

The armored man witnessed this firsthand. He had been waiting outside the manor but now rushed in. His nephew and a close friend had been aboard that ship, and in an instant, they had turned to ashes. Now, he wanted to raze the entire manor to the ground in vengeance.

Three powerful figures surrounded Wang Xuan without saying a word, using their most ferocious tactics to attack.

Wang Xuan's mouth was stained with blood, his gaze cold. This was the most dangerous battle he had faced, and he could very well die here. This was an unprecedented crisis—he was up against a master and two quasi-masters combined; survival was unlikely.

"Old Zhang's technique is a bit troublesome!" Wang Xuan sighed. After using it once, he wouldn't be able to wield such power again for a short time, or else he would perish first.

He did everything he could to evade the attacks of the armored warrior, fighting for his life against the two quasi-masters. At the same time, he exhausted all means to break through; if he was trapped here, he would almost certainly meet a gruesome end.

Unfortunately, all his efforts failed; he was thoroughly suppressed by the three. Wang Xuan felt intense pain in his palms, blood-soaked, with soft flesh torn between his fingers, blood flowing like a river.

"What's going on with him?" the middle-aged man in super-material armor asked in astonishment. He could normally crush a quasi-master with ease, yet this young man seemed to endure it all with merely blood-stained hands; it was unbelievable!

"He must have cultivated the Body of Gold or perfected the Body of Diamond technique. He's probably found a secret path!" the other two speculated.

Upon hearing this, the armored warrior decided to take ruthless measures; they would injure him severely first. If they could capture him tonight, no matter the cost, it would be worth it. If not, they would simply kill him; there was no hesitation.

All of this happened in a fleeting moment; they had been fighting fiercely for only about twelve seconds.

Wang Xuan's heart sank. He had been heavily injured and couldn't last more than half a minute. He would likely be killed in that time.

He once again lamented the toxicity of Old Zhang's techniques; he couldn't even use them to perish with his enemies. If he used them now, his own body would collapse first. Of course, he understood that this further proved the horror of the body techniques recorded in the Golden Book; they were beyond the capability of someone at this level to use.

At his current stage, being able to wield it for a short time was already remarkable.

No matter what, he had to hold out for over eighteen seconds. If he did, he could use Zhang Daoling's technique without his body collapsing instantly; the situation wouldn't be too dire. However, this timeline was merely a passing mark, just barely sufficient.

"Wait! I have something to say about Inner Landscape…" Wang Xuan spoke up, hoping to buy some time and divert their attention.

The three's pupils contracted, their hearts shaken. Just as they had expected, this young man had a monumental secret that needed to be uncovered!

Then… they unleashed a frenzied assault, eager to cripple the young man as quickly as possible.

Wang Xuan cursed inwardly, feeling utterly powerless. If this were a normal person, hearing his words might stun them for a moment, buying him a little time. But against such seasoned opponents, all tactics were futile; they wouldn't be distracted.

Wang Xuan was cornered, never before had he felt so close to death. He fought with all his might against the three experts. In such a battle, every few seconds he teetered on the edge of life and death.

With a loud bang, Wang Xuan's palm was bloodied and mangled. He had done his best to avoid the attacks of the armored figure but still had several hard collisions.

His right nails were completely torn off and then sent flying. Each fingertip felt like a dagger piercing his heart.

Yet he remained silent, gritting his teeth to persist, knowing he had to fight to the bitter end for a chance to survive.

Boom!

His vital areas—heart, throat—had been struck by the two quasi-masters. Although he hadn't been pierced or torn apart, his mouth was filled with blood, suffering greatly.

He was in a desperate fight, doing everything to ensure his survival. This was the first time in his life he faced a critical battle on the brink of death.

In the rain, Zhong Qing looked at the elder beside her and asked, "The super-material armor was developed not long ago, yet several pieces are appearing tonight. What went wrong?"

The super-material armor was a joint investment by several major conglomerates, with the Zhong family contributing significantly, thus holding considerable influence.

The elder replied, "It shouldn't have leaked by accident; they probably wanted to test the armor's performance, giving the New Technique people several sets. They didn't expect them to use them here."

"Shouldn't you go save him? I feel like he can't hold out much longer," Zhong Cheng suggested.

The old man who mastered the Snake-Crane Eight Dispersal shook his head bitterly and said, "The younger generation is formidable. I'm not as good as him. If I go up, I'll just be sending myself to my death. Those three have gone mad with bloodlust; they won't care about their identities."

As they spoke, time passed quickly. Wang Xuan had endured for eighteen seconds and had successfully crossed into the twenty-second second. He decided to start fighting back desperately!

Clang!

The man in the super-material armor gathered a long sword in his hand and swung it down fiercely. Wang Xuan barely managed to dodge in time, but he felt a sharp pain as a shallow cut opened on his neck, blood flowing profusely—it was truly perilous!

Thanks to the Golden Body Technique, his body was infused with a rich vitality, causing the cut to close automatically and the bleeding to stop quickly.

It was twenty-three seconds now; there was no need to endure any longer!

In the rain and lightning, Wang Xuan's killing intent surged. He decided to unleash the techniques recorded in the Golden Book without holding back.

"The heavy rain falls, and the thunder rolls—it's the perfect night for killing!" Wang Xuan shouted.

In an instant, everyone felt his overwhelming killing intent!

The three masters were startled, their attack momentum faltering involuntarily as the time reached the twenty-fourth second.

Wang Xuan felt confident; twenty-four seconds was nearing half a minute. He was sure that after unleashing his three-strike technique, he wouldn't end up crippled, and with some time to recuperate, he could recover completely.

"Kill!"

As he roared, the three masters did not hesitate and unleashed their strongest moves, aiming to penetrate his body and either cripple or kill him!

"Be careful of his special techniques!" two of the quasi-masters warned.

Wang Xuan's organs vibrated, producing a thunderous sound as his secret power flowed through his limbs, and all his pores seemed to burst forth with divine light, an awe-inspiring sight!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

He exerted all his strength, locked onto his opponent, and delivered powerful strikes. As a thick bolt of lightning illuminated the heavens, Wang Xuan shattered the man's armor.

Grabbing the man, he used the last remaining secret power and struck down fiercely with his other hand.

As the lightning vanished and darkness enveloped the land, a chilling scream echoed throughout the estate.

When another arc of electricity flashed, people felt their scalp tingle. The young man stood in the center, his right hand like a blade, directly cleaving the armored man in half at the shoulder!

Wang Xuan discarded the corpse and approached the other two. With the secret power dissipated, he was no longer afraid, as they were now both without armor and on the same level.

The fierce clash began. With a loud boom, although one of the opponents' fists hit Wang Xuan's body, it couldn't break through the defense of the Golden Body Technique.

When Wang Xuan's fierce punch struck back, it pierced through the man's chest, completely shattering his organs—he was clearly mortally wounded.

The other quasi-master turned pale, completely losing the will to fight. He turned to flee, knowing that if he continued, he would be killed by this monster.

He was certain that this young man had discovered a secret path, and he wanted to carry that news away.

Wang Xuan would never give him the chance. He leaped ten meters and instantly closed the distance, his expression cold as he delivered a fierce punch.

The man was forced to retaliate, but his hand was left mangled, blood and flesh torn apart, some of his finger bones shattered.

Wang Xuan's killing intent surged. He pushed his internal strength to the limit; even without using the techniques from the Golden Book, he was still incredibly terrifying.

He struck again, breaking through the man's defense and fracturing both of his arms. Then he delivered a punch to his chest. With a splatter, the quasi-master was completely obliterated!

Wang Xuan turned and vanished into the rain, disappearing from sight.

In the pitch-black rain night, an overwhelming silence followed. For a long time, no one spoke. The young man had shattered multiple super-material armors with his flesh and blood, leaving everyone in disbelief. He had single-handedly slain several formidable foes, shocking everyone!

"Little Wang... is he about to enter the true master realm?!" Wu Yin spoke up, unable to believe her eyes after witnessing the battle.

Many remained in a daze; this confrontation was too astonishing!

People pondered whether they were about to witness a master in his early twenties, which would be an extraordinary event!

"A master in his early twenties has a great chance of touching the extraordinary, nearing the mythical realm! How did he become so powerful?" Zhong Cheng mused, then suddenly turned to his sister Zhong Qing, his eyes brightening. "Sister, your... no, where's your phone? Let me borrow it!"