Supernatural Insight Eyes
Chapter 776: Instructor 0776 has arrived! (Second update)

Chapter 776: Instructor 0776 has arrived! (Second update)

Witnessing her familiar people being killed right before her eyes, Lin Qiao’er’s heart was filled with extreme anger.

She took direct aim at Sun Ziyan and pulled the trigger.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With three shots, Sun Ziyan’s body swayed slightly like a fish, causing all the attacks to miss their mark.

He gave Lin Qiao’er a slight smile as he continued his assault, charging toward another person.

"Still trying to act fierce, I don’t believe I can’t kill you," a voice rang out from behind him just as Sun Ziyan was about to kill another person, causing him to abruptly stop and look slightly surprised. He hadn’t expected this person to get so close behind him.

Wei Zidong!

"Die," Wei Zidong said, staring down the murderous fiend before him, and immediately threw a punch.

The Wei Zidong of today was no longer the hot-headed young man of the past. He had become much more composed after the training he’d received from Ye Qiu. He had gained new insights into martial arts and continued to train relentlessly, growing stronger all the time.

In pursuit of further self-improvement, Wei Zidong even traveled abroad to spar with special forces from other countries. After several months of rigorous training, he became like a sharpened blade whose edge was hidden. Now that he returned to ZS City, he had become one of the most formidable fighters around.

Sun Ziyan’s multiple killings not only incensed Lin Qiao’er, but Wei Zidong had also taken notice and decided to personally put an end to this man.

With his insight, he knew that when a person’s physique reached a certain level, they could dodge bullets. Realizing that killing this man with bullets would be difficult, he opted for hand-to-hand combat instead.

This punch, infused with half of Wei Zidong’s bodily strength, was tremendously powerful, enough to puncture a sandbag with a single blow.

Sun Ziyan didn’t dodge or flinch but stood there taking Wei Zidong’s punch.

After the strike landed, Wei Zidong quickly retreated, aware of Sun Ziyan’s terror and knowing that any slip could cost him his life, so he quickly moved away to prepare for another strike.

However, the punch did not affect Sun Ziyan as Wei Zidong had expected—it hadn’t sent him flying.

Even more, Sun Ziyan didn’t budge at all.

Sun Ziyan patted down the spot where Wei Zidong had hit him and laughed nonchalantly, "Your strength is too weak, not even enough to give me an itch."

Wei Zidong was shocked and exclaimed, "How is that possible? Even the strongest special forces operative in Western Europe wouldn’t dare claim to be unscathed after taking one of my punches."

Because of his broad experience, Wei Zidong found Sun Ziyan’s powerful defense unbelievable.

In his mind, he couldn’t help but think of one person. According to Wei Zidong, if anyone could take one of his punches without flinching, there was only one person he could think of.

Had this fellow reached that person’s level?

Wei Zidong refused to believe it. After enduring countless hardships to improve himself, he hadn’t reached that realm yet. And here was this young man of a similar age, achieving such a feat, which he truly couldn’t accept.

"I don’t believe it," Wei Zidong attacked once more.

This time, Wei Zidong’s movements were fierce and sharp, unleashing all his power in a torrential and unending assault. Punch after punch would have peppered a sandbag with numerous holes.

Yet, when hitting Sun Ziyan, it was like striking an iron wall. Sun Ziyan watched him indifferently, his eyes full of disdain. His expression was as if an ant was biting him, which he simply chose not to bother with, knowing that with just a slight move, he could crush Wei Zidong.

Wei Zidong attacked relentlessly, his strength rapidly diminishing, and soon he was worn out and retreated again.

Sun Ziyan shook his arm and twisted his neck, then said to Wei Zidong, "Your punches are like a massage for me. They’re a bit weak, but passable. Now that you’ve thrown so many punches, isn’t it time for me to return the favor and let you taste my own punches?"

Sun Ziyan laughed. Wei Zidong’s fierce attacks had no effect, leaving the surrounding police officers utterly shocked.

In their minds, Wei Zidong’s skills were unmatched in the police force. Yet, against Sun Ziyan, was he no more than a tickle?

Especially after hearing Sun Ziyan’s words, they felt a sense of despair; to describe the punches as mere massage-like force was pure arrogance to the extreme.

Wei Zidong saw in Sun Ziyan a trace of the overpowering strength that was unique to Ye Qiu, an unmatched demeanor.

Especially that silent aura, it was like the fiercest animal Wei Zidong had ever seen could not quite match the breath that emanated from Sun Ziyan.

Sun Ziyan slowly raised his arm, his fist aimed distantly at Wei Zidong ten meters away, clenched slightly, and with a casual flick, invisible ripples swung violently from his fist. In Wei Zidong’s eyes, he saw a ferocious divine beast charging wildly at him.

A potent oppression that nearly made it impossible for him to breathe.

The Grim Reaper had arrived, and Wei Zidong smelled the scent of death, feeling that this punch might take his life.

This person was too terrifying, not someone just anyone could contend with, Wei Zidong bitterly smiled. After all, as strong as he was, he was still just an ordinary person, at most a strong one among ordinary people.

And Sun Ziyan, even putting aside his current identity, just his previous identity as one of the Ten Owls, that strength wasn’t something Wei Zidong could contend with.

Beneath Martial Artists was all mere dust; now, even Martial Artists in the realm of True Qi were not regarded by Sun Ziyan, let alone a mere Wei Zidong.

Wei Zidong in front of him, including Lin Qiao’er and other police officers, were all not taken into his consideration, these people, he could kill with a wave of his hand.

Wei Zidong stood there, petrified, smelling the scent of death. He wanted to flee, but his body wouldn’t listen to him, feeling as if his legs were filled with lead, very heavy.

Fear!

The fear that hadn’t surfaced for a long time caused an instinctive reaction in his body, a power he couldn’t resist that made him instinctively give up.

Wei Zidong closed his eyes, knowing he was undoubtedly going to die.

The opponent hadn’t even moved his body, just casually threw a punch, and it was enough to break him down like this. Wei Zidong’s heart was filled with bitterness.

This might be the difference between ordinary people and the powerful.

Having been through battles, he ultimately couldn’t withstand these powerful Martial Artists.

In this moment, Wei Zidong thought of many things, he still had so many attachments, many things he hadn’t done.

Seeing Wei Zidong in a death-awaiting state, Lin Qiao’er shouted, telling him to dodge quickly, but Wei Zidong remained still, unaffected. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to dodge, but that he simply couldn’t.

Boom!

The immense power of the punch came instantly, and Wei Zidong knew he was probably going to die.

However, just at that moment, a figure silently stood in front of Wei Zidong. As he dispersed his aura, the rolling fist intent instantly shattered.

"Bullying an ordinary person, Sun Ziyan, long time no see!"

In that moment, Wei Zidong, who was waiting for death, suddenly opened his eyes and saw a familiar figure, it was him!

The man he had set as his target to surpass had saved him.

Wei Zidong was stunned on the spot.

Lin Qiao’er and the others, upon seeing Ye Qiu’s face, couldn’t help but show a look of joy, and many even involuntarily called out "Instructor."

"Ye Qiu!"

Sun Ziyan suddenly looked toward Ye Qiu, his gaze instantly becoming extremely focused as he gnashed his teeth and spat out the name Ye Qiu.

Foe meets, especially red in the eyes!

Sun Ziyan’s eyes suddenly turned blood red, staring intently at Ye Qiu.

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