Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 161 - 132: Human Head

Chapter 161: Chapter 132: Human Head

The noise and shouting had long been left behind.

There was only the howling wind.

——The dishes at that restaurant just now weren’t tasty, and I just killed someone across from it.

I can’t go back there.

Wu Xiaode was racing through the city, taking advantage of the silent Demon Mist, swiftly moving between blocks, until he found another restaurant.

He jumped onto the high building in two or three moves, landed in the yard, passed through meandering paths, and arrived at the kitchen.

It was the busy dinner time, where every chef was joyfully hustling.

On the passing tray, there were dishes like sauce elbows, stir-fried pork heads, braised beef, red-cooked fish, stewed chicken, hand-grabbed mutton, and also three-shrimp noodles, plain noodles, xiaolongbao, four-colored steamed buns, affluent sugar cakes, milk cakes, oil-crust pastries, fermented rice cakes, date paste sesame cakes——

Stop!

There’s no need to look anymore!

Wu Xiaode went straight to the front desk, grabbed a takeout box, packed a variety of items with care, then once again leaped out the window. After sprinting for a while, he picked a red-brick and green-tile house, jumped onto it, spread out the food, and ate with gusto.

——Fortunately, I also brought a pot of rice wine when I packed, so I don’t have to worry about choking while eating.

Another five minutes passed.

In five more minutes, the computer would display my location again!

Wu Xiaode surveyed all the food and silently vowed to finish it all within five minutes.

——Otherwise, if someone comes to kill me, I won’t be able to eat in peace!

He squatted on the ground, eating rapidly like a starving tiger.

Ding!

A crisp ringing sound.

Wu Xiaode looked down at his number plate.

There, his location was displayed again.

It seems there were a few professionals nearby, too.

Should I fight?

...No, if they get close to me, they will definitely be cautious.

Wu Xiaode glanced at the map on the number plate, only to see several motionless professionals on the other side of the city.

——Because they were too far away.

They must feel that by the time they get here, the pickled vegetables would be cold and they’d never catch up to kill me.

Wu Xiaode jumped down from the building, dispersed the mist covering him, and walked along the street.

It was displayed for a total of ten seconds.

Seven seconds had already passed, only the last three seconds remained.

Laying myself as bait,——

Who would come for a fight?

Tap!

A gunshot rang out.

Almost simultaneously, in the Void in front of Wu Xiaode, seven or eight bronze hands appeared, forming a barrier.

A muffled sound.

The bullet carried substantial force, dispersing three of the bronze hands, but was blocked again by the successive appearance of more bronze hands.

Thousand Hands·Defensive Mode!

In this mode, the silent Demon Mist could materialize a thousand bronze hands at any time to provide defense for Wu Xiaode, and each hand’s strength was no less than his own.

What’s most important was——

The Defensive Mode didn’t consume Soul Power.

Wu Xiaode glanced at the Book of the Dead.

His Soul Power had increased a bit more.

Now he had 8 points of Soul Power.

He then looked in the direction from which the bullet had come.

——With such power, it must be some kind of special technique from a firearm.

Ten seconds were up!

Wu Xiaode immediately vanished into the mist, his form flickered, and he ran towards the source of the bullet for a while.

Ahead, on a building, a sniper rifle was propped up at the window.

Wu Xiaode tilted his head and thought for a while but did not act.

——Being a Class A professional, one naturally has the skill to lure the enemy.

On the battlefield, the roles of hunter and prey constantly interchange.

Being cautious is never wrong.

"Go, pretend someone’s breaking in," Wu Xiaode commanded with his mind.

In the mist, two bronze hands quietly flew forward, landed on the window, one grabbing the sniper rifle, the other knocking here and there.

Boom!!!

An ear-splitting explosion followed.

A thick smoke rose from the window, billowing into the air.

A figure then leisurely appeared in the bushes not far from Wu Xiaode.

"Did we get him?" the person whispered.

Wu Xiaode said nothing, but suddenly vanished on the spot.

After a few breaths.

He emerged, holding a head, and once again darted towards the arena.

In no time at all.

Before the arena.

In front of the long-haired man and the dwarf, Wu Xiaode placed the head upright.

"I have over a hundred and ninety Class A professionals. Do you really think you can keep killing them?" the long-haired man said with his arms crossed.

"I don’t know, I’ll kill as many as I can, maybe I’ll end up killing them all, right?"

Wu Xiaode smiled at him, his figure flashed, and he disappeared once more.

This time he chose a direction he hadn’t taken the previous two times, sprinted all the way, and found another restaurant.

Wu Xiaode patted his stomach.

It seems I could still eat!

He flashed into the kitchen, and upon looking——

This was a Western fast-food restaurant.

Should I find another place?

Forget it, this is quick, saves time.

Let’s eat!

Wu Xiaode went back to the front desk, grabbed all the paper-wrapped takeout in one go, and dashed away in an instant.

He left the restaurant, ran a few hundred meters, found a quiet corner, squatted down, and started eating.

Cheesy beef, spicy chicken wings, crispy chicken legs;

Fries, fish stew, cumin pork belly;

Whole chicken, egg tart, ice cream;

To eat or not to eat?

Eat, of course!

It was another devouring feast.

This time, he had fast food, which was not only quick but also high in calories and rich in carbohydrates.

Soul Power jumped to 10 points!

Now his Soul Power was 10/19!

The time had come—

His location once again appeared on the number tag.

This time, Wu Xiaode wasn’t running.

He licked the ice cream at the corner of his mouth and squatted quietly, waiting.

"They sure arrived quickly,"

he murmured softly.

The next instant,

seventeen or eighteen professionals charged out from all directions, roaring in unison:

"Kill him!"

The crowd rushed toward Wu Xiaode like hungry tigers pouncing on sheep.

But Wu Xiaode remained motionless.

At the very moment all the attacks were about to hit him, he suddenly turned into a mist.

A thunderous noise erupted.

The spot where he had been squatting was blasted into a deep pit.

"Is he dead?"

someone hurriedly asked.

"He’s gone!" another person responded.

The mist condensed.

Two bronze hands clasped together, spinning in midair.

The sword shadows attached to them rotated once, slicing everything bloody into halves.

The mist reformed into Wu Xiaode.

—Fog Shadow!

"Took three seconds, tsk tsk, I’ll need to eat a lot again,"

Wu Xiaode said, looking at the bodies on the ground.

His eyes suddenly brightened.

Among those bodies, one person was holding a long saber.

A saber...

That meant the fight was now with weapons.

Wu Xiaode picked up the saber and casually used it for a couple of moves, talking to himself:

"From now on, your situation will be even more perilous."

He cut through the blood pools, severing all heads with streaks of saber light, tied them by their hair into a knot, and carried them in hand, stepping back into the mist.

Before long,

Wu Xiaode returned to the arena, neatly arranged more than a dozen heads, and counted them again seriously.

"Twenty-one heads now—"

"Do you think I can kill all your underlings today?"

he said to the long-haired man in a tone akin to chatting about household affairs.

The long-haired man made a gesture.

Suddenly seven or eight professionals emerged from the void, shouting in unison: "Die!"

They blocked every direction around Wu Xiaode.

"Hahaha, trying to act tough in front of me! I knew you’d come back to arrange the heads! Now you can’t escape death!"

the long-haired man laughed wildly.

Wu Xiaode stood still, as if he had been scared stiff.

Thud!

A metallic clashing sound came through.

The professional taking the lead raised a battle axe and chopped down fiercely, only to be blocked by two bronze arms.

The next instant—

A mass of bronze hands emerged from the void, parrying everyone’s attacks one by one.

Some clever professionals dodged rapidly, launching attacks from behind Wu Xiaode.

Yet still, bronze hands appeared out of nowhere, blocking every strike.

"You’ve blocked so many times? I don’t believe your Soul Power won’t run out!"

A fist fighter roared, his hands sending out layers of residual images.

However, as he attacked, bronze hands appeared one after the other in the void, pressing down on all the strikes.

From a distance, Wu Xiaode was surrounded by bronze arms, exuding an indescribable sense of eeriness and holiness.

—This was a defensive technique beyond comprehension.

A combination of the Death Realm and the Holy Origin!

Only then did Wu Xiaode draw the long saber he had just picked up.

Clang!

Saber light turned into a blur of trailing images, outlining glinting golden lines across the sky.

Limbs flew through the air.

Bodies lay everywhere.

Wu Xiaode walked step by step, carefully avoiding the bloodstains, then used the saber to chop off all heads and placed them onto the arena.

"Well, thirty-five heads now, seems like I can take over a hundred, let’s chat again later,"

he said to the long-haired man with a smile.

The long-haired man’s expression was dark as water, he growled, "Time is on my side, as long as it keeps passing, you will eventually have no place to hide!"

Wu Xiaode listened seriously, then laughed again, "Are you talking about three hours later? Ah, that’s a misunderstanding, such a misunderstanding..."

"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?" the dwarf asked eagerly.

"Actually, I plan to kill all your men within the first hour," Wu Xiaode sheathed the saber and grinned.

The mist surged.

He vanished again.

In front of the arena, two Class A fighters fell into silence.

After a while,

the dwarf screeched feverishly, "No, we can’t keep fighting like this, his concealment skill is too strong! His saber skill is also very strong!"

"Indeed, we can’t continue like this, we’re too passive," the long-haired man said.

"I suggest we do this, call back all the remaining hundred-plus people, have them all on the arena, altogether on the defense," the dwarf said.

"You mean... to buy time?" the long-haired man said.

"Right, as long as over a hundred Class A professionals all go on the defensive, no matter how well he can hide, he can’t harm them, we just have to wait a few hours, and his whereabouts will be constantly revealed by the computer, then he won’t be able to hide!" the dwarf said.

The long-haired man hesitated, "Good idea, I’ll get everyone back right now, but..."

"But what?" the dwarf asked.

The long-haired man sighed, "It’s just... too embarrassing..."

The dwarf spoke anxiously and rapidly, "Forget about face for now, wait until all your subordinates are dead, he will go after mine, now we need to make sure he dies in this arena battle!"

"You’re right, I’ll have everyone come back and hold their ground for a few hours."

The long-haired man gritted his teeth, "Then, I will tear him to pieces!"

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