Chapter 1072: Chapter 1072: Shameless?
The spinning body accompanied by the sound of a breaking wind as the elbow strike missed, Nero instinctively began to search for Pei Yan’s vanished figure. The next moment, a heartrending scream came from his left. Nero followed the sound wide-eyed, only to see Pei Yan lift a foot and forcefully kick Di Xin’s mostly healed wound. Caught off guard, Di Xin was kicked high into the air. Before his suspended body could fall to the ground, an electromagnetic cannon hit his abdomen, and the freshly healed wound burst open again, blood gushing out.
"Hey, didn’t you say you could hold me off for a while? This madman is getting a bit impatient!" Having done all this, Pei Yan’s figure, under Nero’s gaze which could swallow him alive, slowly disappeared into the void.
"Now, let’s play a guessing game, three targets! Which one will I go after? Is it you? Is it him? Or him?"
Pei Yan’s voice came from all directions, but Nero couldn’t sense any trace of Pei Yan’s source qi. Baffled and looking around, he was forced to push his sensory capabilities to the limit, trying to find any clue to determine the position where Pei Yan might appear next.
Whoosh! Among the various sounds, an inconspicuous whistling noise drew Nero’s attention. It was from Di Xin’s direction! Sure enough, he decided to eliminate the most severely injured person first. Upon making this judgment, Nero unhesitatingly punched in the direction the sound came from.
Crackle! Bang! After a string of electric sparks, a crisp explosion sounded from the direction of Nero’s swinging fist. A small drone that had been struck down fell in front of the stunned Nero with smoke billowing from it.
"Wrong answer!" The voice of Pei Yan, which Nero deeply loathed, resounded from behind him. Nero didn’t need to look back to know it was already too late.
Seeing Pei Yan suddenly appear in front of him, Ivan, with a staff in hand, transformed it into a spear and thrust it forward in terror. Pei Yan didn’t even try to evade, extending his palm straight towards the spear tip, allowing the long spear to pierce through his palm, while he seized Ivan’s fist with the momentum.
"In terms of physical constitution, you’re the weakest of the three, right? What did I say? This Divine Artifact is wasted in your hands! Don’t be upset, I can endure the pain of the spear piercing my hand, but can you endure the pain I bring to you?" As Pei Yan spoke, a scorching heat burst out from the pierced palm.
"Ugh~ Ah! Nero! Save me!" Ivan, his hand firmly gripped by Pei Yan, as if being roasted in lava, tried to break free but couldn’t, and had to put aside his so-called dignity and scream for help.
He didn’t need to call; Nero had already turned around and rushed over. However, before he could arrive to provide aid, Pei Yan swung Ivan in a circle in place and kicked him in the stomach. As Ivan’s body was launched into the air, Pei Yan used his other hand to swing more than a dozen source qi threads, slicing down the connection on Ivan’s arm.
Screaming continuously, Ivan clutched the severed arm while running into the arms of the approaching Nero, and Pei Yan’s figure once again disappeared from the spot, reappearing in front of Di Xin.
Now, Di Xin was truly afraid of Pei Yan from the bottom of his heart. Seeing him appear, he screamed and retreated. Pei Yan calmly pulled out the broken spear stuck in his palm, casually throwing Ivan’s charred severed arm aside, and punched towards Di Xin’s wound again.
"Damn it!" Di Xin cursed, using his ability to forcibly change his position to dodge the punch, and tried to escape, only to find a palm waiting for him in the way ahead.
"Your moves are just a bit too slow!"
"Ah!" Amidst Pei Yan’s taunts, the spear tip that was previously embedded in his palm now stabbed into Di Xin’s right eye socket. Ignoring Di Xin clutching his eye, wailing incessantly on the ground, Pei Yan turned to confront Nero’s furious incoming punch.
"Pei Yan! You despicable and shameless scoundrel! If you’re a man, fight me fair and square! Are all members of your Investigation Bureau such cowardly and dishonorable people?"
"Uh~?" Hearing this, Pei Yan paused for a moment and then burst into laughter.
"Tsk~ Hahaha! Cough cough~ Phew~ Hehe!" Pei Yan was truly laughing! Laughing until he was out of breath, laughing even after a bout of dry coughing.
Seeing Pei Yan, who disregarded the battle and let go of his hand to laugh uncontrollably on the spot, a strong sense of humiliation surged through Nero’s heart. Regardless, he used all his might to punch Pei Yan in the face.
Boom! With a body enhanced to the limit of Body Refining Technique by absorbing numerous bloodlines, Pei Yan’s body shot out like a projectile from the barrel. The force left a deep trench along the path, and when Pei Yan’s body collided with the mountain he had raised behind him, a massive pit was formed, with numerous cracks extending from the pit to the nearby areas, constantly showering down debris.
"I’ll make you laugh! I’ll make you laugh! I’ll make you laugh!" Nero, nearly manic, wildly waved his arms, launching Source Qi Bombs formed by the Power of Origin incessantly into the depths of the pit.
"Tsk! Very well, now you’re acting like a proper villain!" A spitting sound accompanied by blood hitting the ground came from behind. Without looking, Nero turned and swung a punch, but this time, his opponent didn’t let him strike at will. A raised arm was already in place, ready for him.
Boom! Two forces clashed! The reverse strike sent Qi Force, causing rubble to scatter across half the field, and Pei Yan, at the center, was pushed back seven or eight steps before stabilizing. As soon as his body steadied, he launched another full-strength punch aimed at Nero’s gut.
Waiting there was Nero’s prepared hand defense. An iron fist smashed into the palm, producing a faint sound of bones cracking. Nero groaned, knocked back by the impact.
"And you call me despicable and shameless? Uh~ Tsk!" Pei Yan held his deformed nose, straightening it with a soft hissing sound, wiped the blood from his face, and said mockingly, "Tsk! You dare! Anyone here has the right! Except you guys from Blood Chasm! When you win, you talk about might makes right; when you lose, you talk about rules and morals. Have you ever thought of me as a three-year-old child?"
Whoosh! A glint of cold light swept past Pei Yan’s left side, and without moving, Pei Yan gently hooked his finger, revealing a large metal wine flask beside him.
Glug glug! The sound of liquor filling the bottle came, Pei Yan smiled slightly before looking sideways at the disgruntled Di Xin and said with a grin, "I’ve guessed you might still have a trick up your sleeve with this liquor that induces sleep for upgrades. I’ve been wary of you! Hehe, if you had used it earlier to attack unexpectedly, it might have worked. But now, it’s too late!"
