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Chapter 489 - 453: Pursuing the Dragon

Chapter 489: Chapter 453: Pursuing the Dragon

No wonder he had been using grappling techniques...

When the dart shot out from Wu Li’s sleeve, Long Yu’s mind flashed with this thought.

From the start of their fight, Wu Li had been using grappling techniques, which at first Long Yu thought was in response to his own Teacher’s Three Bowing Hands—indeed, it effectively countered them.

But now it seemed that countering the Teacher’s Three Bowing Hands was only the first layer; the true, hidden second layer was to use a Hidden Weapon. For the maximum effectiveness of a Hidden Weapon, one must be close to the target, and Wu Li chose grappling to naturally close the distance between himself and Long Yu.

Furthermore, Wu Li had placed his darts in an obvious location from the beginning, which was also a deft move. It caught Long Yu’s attention, and the two even had a verbal exchange about it. While Long Yu reminded himself to be wary of Wu Li’s darts, his focus was mainly on those that Wu Li wore openly, never considering that Wu Li might have others hidden on his person.

After all, Wu Li was always known for his straightforward and overbearing style—a Xingyi Master, no less. Him suddenly using a Hidden Weapon, and in such a manner, was truly unforeseen.

All these were the precursors laid out by "Dark Fragrance," but what truly troubled Long Yu was the lethality of the move "Dark Fragrance" itself:

The essence of a Hidden Weapon lies in a sneak attack, and besides diverting the opponent’s attention, the quieter it is, the better. Ideally, the Hidden Weapon should be released in the most natural gesture possible during movement, catching the opponent completely off guard. In this aspect, Wu Li’s move "Dark Fragrance" was close to perfection!

Combining Big Spear Power with Dragon and Snake Wave, a right arm thrust forward, was a classic response to close combat grappling in Xingyi Fist. Even using Innate Gang Qi was only to enhance power, which posed no issue—it was an utterly normal technique to strike with force. Wu Li’s intended point of impact for both the killing intent and the Fist Intent was clear and obvious, so Long Yu had no suspicion. He was taken aback when the dart appeared.

Just a minute before, Long Yu had mentioned that at their level, sneak attacks had lost their significance, for even a single glance from afar through a forest could be sensed, let alone a sneak attack. But now, Wu Li demonstrated by action that even a Grandmaster could execute a sneak attack!

In approximately 0.1 seconds, Wu Li’s dart had already touched Long Yu’s garment.

Within 1 second, Long Yu could throw up to 14 fists, which had already broken the current Guinness World Record of 13 punches; this meant that in 0.1 seconds, he could strike at least once. But unconscious punching and a targeted response after reacting were not the same concept.

The reaction speed of the human body has its limits; the average neural transmission speed in humans is roughly 100 meters per second. Then, the more muscles one has, the more developed the motor neurons become, resulting in more sensitive responses. The reaction speed limit of the human body is about 0.1 seconds.

For example, the quickest response time for a top-notch sniper, from spotting the enemy and aiming to finally shooting, could be as quick as 0.25 seconds (which is different from quick draw shooting, where the target is fixed and the location is known beforehand, requiring no reaction time, only speed, thus it can be faster). Advancing further becomes incredibly difficult. This is also why Wu Li could dodge bullets, as he could sense the Gunman at the moment of being spotted and aimed at, and would start moving even before the trigger was pulled. His reaction speed was faster, and the whole process was well under 0.25 seconds, making it very difficult for even the world’s top snipers to hit him, let alone Gunmen of lower levels.

As a Martial Arts Grandmaster, Long Yu naturally did not need to speak of the development of his muscles and motor neurons. How fast was his reaction speed? Could he break the 0.1-second limit? He proved then with action: Martial Arts Grandmasters are, to some extent, truly inhuman!

Swish!

In an instant nearly invisible to the naked eye, just as the dart had pierced the garment and touched his skin, Long Yu swatted the dart away with his right hand!

Since the skin was unbroken, this meant that even if Wu Li had smeared the dart with poison, Long Yu would not be affected.

Of course, Wu Li had not used poison, but the power of his move "Dark Fragrance" was not limited to the dart alone.

The dart was only the first wave of attack; the second wave was Wu Li’s right arm.

"Dark Fragrance" was essentially a duet!

Long Yu was clearly aware of this, which is why he found it troublesome. He could react with speed beyond limits to deflect the incoming dart, but he was too late to gather his strength to counter Wu Li’s oncoming right arm thrust.

Bang!

Wu Li’s right arm, like a spear, and his right fist, like the spearhead, fiercely thrust toward Long Yu’s solar plexus, ultimately colliding with Long Yu’s right arm that was blocking in front of his chest.

Long Yu’s face turned pale as he rapidly retreated to deflect the blow.

Wu Li’s eyes shone brightly, charging forth like a tiger breaking free from its cage.

From the beginning, he had been preparing for this moment, his move "Dark Fragrance," in terms of actual combat lethality, could be considered the strongest among all of Wu Li’s ultimate moves! And it was this "Dark Fragrance" that he relied on when he declared to Lin Yun that he was seventy percent confident in killing Long Yu one-on-one.

Although Long Yu blocked the strike with his right arm in front of his chest and immediately retreated to dissipate the force, sparing his sternum from injury, his right arm still sustained damage from Wu Li’s power, resulting in a bone fracture.

In a clash at this level, a fracture in the right hand almost certainly spelled doom.

"Aren’t you going to make your move?!"

Long Yu bellowed, simultaneously lifting his left arm to catch a punch from Wu Li.

Hearing Long Yu’s words, Wu Li’s movements subconsciously slowed for a beat while he gathered strength in his legs, ready to dodge at any moment.

He had previously clashed with the group Long Yu had brought with him. Despite making his way through them with the momentum of a rolling boulder and reaching Long Yu himself, he remained wary of their spear technique and teamwork. Had he been the person he was before his breakthrough to Grandmaster status, with slightly inferior physical qualities, he might not have even been able to reach Long Yu tonight. So, upon hearing Long Yu’s shout, Wu Li instantly went on guard.

But no gunshot followed, and seizing the moment of Wu Li’s hesitation, Long Yu turned and ran without a second’s delay!

If Suzuki and the others were nearby at that moment, Long Yu wouldn’t have fled. Instead, he would have called them to attack Wu Li and create an opportunity for himself. Unfortunately for Long Yu, Suzuki and his group were at that time entangled with Qin Zhengming’s men, and those surrounding them were from "Le Yuan."

Although the two sides were in a cooperative relationship, Long Yu believed that Victor would not mind changing the target of capture if the opportunity arose.

However, Wu Li was unaware of the intricate relationship between them, allowing Long Yu to cleverly use this to his advantage and secure a chance to escape.

Just as Long Yu turned to flee, Wu Li also came to his senses, not caring about why no one had shot at him. He immediately gave chase, throwing a punch at Long Yu’s back.

As Wu Li threw his punch, Long Yu let out a long howl. His qi and blood surged like a great river at high tide. Beneath his clothes, his skin turned a bluish-black hue, with thick sinews sprawling across his body and his flesh tensing up. His back muscles bulged out, resembling a protruding ’fist,’ and met Wu Li’s incoming fist head-on.

Bang!

It sounded like metal clashing, and Wu Li felt as though his punch had struck a solid iron ball.

Iron Cloth Shirt!

Without a doubt, Long Yu’s Iron Cloth Shirt was of Master Level or above, and he had modified it—this defense must be one of his ultimate moves.

A mouthful of blood sprayed from Long Yu, but he bolted forward at an even greater speed.

"Think you can escape?"

Wu Li did not hesitate to stride after him!