ATPnovel #308 - I thought it was so awesome
#308 - I thought it was so awesome
"Bang!!!"
A deafening roar echoed as if the very earth trembled.
Huyan Di's body plummeted like a falling star, crashing heavily into the ground, instantly creating a shocking crater.
碎石飞溅，尘土冲天而起 (碎石飞溅，尘土冲天而起)
Huyan Di leaped out of the pit, disheveled, his eyes filled with disbelief as he stared intently at Liang Jin, his voice trembling slightly with astonishment:
"Your strength, kid, is definitely more than—"
Before he could finish speaking, his expression suddenly changed, and a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth like an arrow.
"Pfft!"
Mixed within the blood were small, fragmented pieces of pinkish internal organs, appearing particularly gruesome in the moonlight.
He instinctively lowered his head to look at his chest.
At this sight, his eyes widened, his face filled with horror.
His chest had been deeply caved in by Liang Jin's punch, his ribs twisted and deformed like brittle branches.
The severity of the injury filled Huyan Di with dread.
The power of Liang Jin's punch truly shocked him.
However, what truly made Huyan Di's hair stand on end and seemed unbelievable was the profound mystery contained within the punch.
He hadn't even noticed when his protective true energy had been breached, and he had initially thought he had only been sent flying by the brute force of the punch.
But when he sensed the abnormality, he was shocked to realize that the penetrating power of Liang Jin's punch was so terrifying that it had directly inflicted severe injuries on him while his protective true energy remained intact.
Huyan Di had never seen or even heard of such bizarre fist techniques.
Perhaps it could no longer be described simply as exquisite fist techniques.
Upon seeing this, his subordinates were greatly alarmed and, no longer caring about besieging Ayina and the others, rushed towards Huyan Di's location, quickly surrounding him and protecting him.
"Huyan Di, you go first!"
"You are nobility and cannot be lost here."
"Let us hold him back!"
These subordinates were indeed loyal, and at this critical moment of life and death, they unhesitatingly chose to die for Huyan Di.
Ayina and the others couldn't help but look over in surprise.
They had been fully focused on the battle and hadn't noticed the exchange between Liang Jin and Huyan Di.
At this moment, their faces were filled with confusion, unable to understand why Huyan Di had been severely injured in the blink of an eye.
Liang Jin, however, remained steadily seated on his horse, his expression indifferent as he coldly watched the group.
Mo Dao Kuang slumped to the ground, his body trembling violently.
That expression!
The killing demon who had rampaged through the Qin Manor, slaughtering the entire household, had worn that same cold, indifferent expression!
"You are all going to die!"
Mo Dao Kuang screamed in terror, knowing full well what that expression meant:
"No one will escape!"
"Everyone will die!"
He shouted as he desperately shuffled backward, as if trying to use all his strength to get away from the demon-like Liang Jin.
Ayina and the others glanced at Mo Dao Kuang with suspicion, completely unable to understand why the great wanderer, usually known for his dashing and unrestrained demeanor, was so distraught at this moment.
Huyan Di's face was ashen as he slowly said:
"He is right."
"If we don't defeat this guy in front of us, none of us will be able to leave!"
After personally experiencing the power of Liang Jin's iron fist, Huyan Di finally put away his previous contempt and understood in his heart that the Liang Jin before him was definitely a terrifying opponent.
Immediately, Huyan Di's expression hardened, and he suddenly took out several exquisite porcelain bottles from his bosom.
He frantically poured the medicine from the porcelain bottles into his mouth in a frenzy.
Upon seeing this, his subordinates were greatly alarmed and hurriedly tried to dissuade him:
"Huyan Di, taking these Power-Boosting Dew Pills will severely damage your body's meridians and completely cut off your future path in martial arts!"
The Power-Boosting Dew Pill was an extremely precious secret medicine of the Black Dragon Dynasty.
After taking it, it could overdraft the body's potential in a short period of time, not only stabilizing the injury to ensure survival but also significantly improving the power and physical strength.
However, its side effects were also extremely terrifying. Once the effects of the medicine wore off, the person would instantly become extremely weak, the injuries would rapidly worsen, and even the meridians throughout the body would suffer irreversible destruction, leading to no possibility of improving the cultivation realm in the future.
In severe cases, the cultivation realm would plummet!
Therefore, unless it was a desperate situation, no one would be willing to take such a secret medicine lightly.
Huyan Di's face was resolute as he said in a deep voice:
"Without relying on the secret medicine, no one will survive today, so how can we care about the future?"
Liang Jin had been quietly sitting on horseback, watching all of this indifferently, neither stopping nor urging him.
He might as well take this opportunity to thoroughly examine his Dawn Fist Intent.
At this moment, Huyan Di's aura suddenly surged, obviously the effects of the secret medicine had begun to take effect.
His originally gloomy and pale face now had a strange rosy color, as if shrouded in a layer of blood-colored mist.
He was drenched in sweat, his body temperature was rising sharply, and the clothes on his back were steaming with wisps of water vapor.
Huyan Di stared at Liang Jin with resentment in his eyes, gritting his teeth and roaring:
"Kid, now it's your turn to die!"
Before the sound of his voice faded, his figure was as fast as lightning, and he once again rushed towards Liang Jin swiftly.
At this moment, his figure was as agile as a ghost, completely without the disheveled appearance of being seriously injured.
As he rushed in front of Liang Jin like a crazed moth to a flame, he saw that Liang Jin was still steadily seated on his horse, motionless, like a towering mountain.
This familiar scene could not help but make Huyan Di feel uneasy.
He hardened his heart, his figure suddenly turned sharply, like a black lightning bolt, and went around to Liang Jin's back.
However, Liang Jin still did not even turn his head, as if he was completely unaware of the threat from behind.
This made the hesitation in Huyan Di's heart even stronger.
Huyan Di gritted his teeth, and his whole body suddenly rose from the ground, quickly rising to above Liang Jin.
"Skull-Crushing Ghost Claw!"
This move was Huyan Di's signature skill.
Compared to when he dealt with Ayina before, Huyan Di had now moved to kill, and his power was unleashed with all his might without reservation.
He stretched out his sharp, eagle-claw-like hands, quickly rotating in the air, like a pair of sharp scythes, and grabbed fiercely towards the top of Liang Jin's head.
As he moved, the surrounding air seemed to be stirred by an invisible force, faintly transmitting a chilling wail of ghosts and wolves.
Several faint ghost shadows slowly emerged around him, like evil spirits crawling out of the abyss of hell.
In an instant, Huyan Di seemed to disappear entirely into these ghost shadows, making it difficult to track him.
This is precisely the brilliance of this move; Huyan Di's figure is rapidly changing positions, making it difficult to discern reality from illusion.
If the enemy fails to distinguish between his true body and his illusion, and mistakenly attacks the illusion, they will inevitably leave themselves wide open, vulnerable to his deadly attack.
"Finally, something interesting."
Liang Jin spoke, his voice calm yet seemingly containing endless indifference:
"Your figure is indeed difficult to capture, and reality and illusion are hard to distinguish."
"But why should I avoid your illusion and precisely attack your true body?"
"I might as well, strike them all together!"
As he said the last sentence, Liang Jin suddenly raised his head, and a peculiar and powerful aura erupted from his eyes.
The aura was like the first ray of sunlight at dawn, carrying the power to dispel all darkness and purify all evil.
Immediately afterward, his fist shot out like a cannonball, with a thunderous roar.
This punch was eerily silent, without the slightest sound of wind.
But in an instant, it erupted with a vast and boundless power, engulfing all the ghost shadows produced by Huyan Di with unstoppable force.
A sharp and piercing scream suddenly rang out, as if a wail from hell.
It was seen that within Liang Jin's terrifying fist wind, the ghost shadows rapidly dissipated like ice and snow, finally revealing Huyan Di's terrified face.
At this moment, Huyan Di's heart was filled with despair and fear.
He only felt that at this moment, he was truly like an insignificant moth, facing a giant fist that blotted out the sky.
That feeling of weakness and helplessness was like a heavy hammer, slamming fiercely into his soul.
This was a suppression originating from the depths of the soul, like evil spirits in the darkness, who are naturally filled with fear of the dawning sunlight.
This was a sense of powerlessness from being completely suppressed.
Liang Jin's punch seemed ordinary, but it seemed to be in accordance with some heavenly principle, barbaric and crude, carrying an unquestionable power.
Huyan Di's claws were the first to meet Liang Jin's fist force.
"Crack! Crack!"
In his horrified gaze, the originally incomparably sharp claws shattered inch by inch like fragile branches.
And the fist force, as fast as a sharp arrow, after smashing his claws, did not diminish its momentum, heavily striking his chest.
"Bang!!!!"
A muffled and loud sound, as if it were the death knell.
Huyan Di's chest, which had already collapsed, was directly pierced through at this instant.
Fresh blood mixed with shattered internal organs sprayed out from his back like a fountain.
His corpse was like a sack of rags, blown about by this powerful force, and finally fell weakly to the ground, splashing up a cloud of dust.
The entire scene instantly fell into a deathly silence.
It was as if time had frozen at this moment.
Everyone seemed to be under a petrification spell, staring blankly at everything that was happening before them, their minds blank, completely unable to react, dumbfounded.
A dignified fourth-grade peak martial artist, who could be considered a well-known figure in the martial world, was actually... killed so decisively with just two punches?!
This scene, like an absurd dream, exceeded everyone's cognitive range, causing a storm in their hearts.
However, in this atmosphere of astonishment, only Mo Daokuang seemed different.
In his eyes, all of this seemed to be a matter of course.
After all, he had personally experienced Liang Jin's chilling and terrifying methods and witnessed Liang Jin's cold-blooded ruthlessness during killings.
Therefore, facing Liang Jin's easy killing of Huyan Di, Mo Daokuang was still afraid, but more so, he felt a sense of helplessness as if he was used to it.
Liang Jin shook his head slightly, a faint hint of disdain appearing on his face, and said softly:
"I thought he was so powerful."
"Turns out, he's just so-so."
Liang Jin was very satisfied with the power boost brought about by his Dawn Fist Intent.
Theoretically speaking, the Dawn Fist Intent only increased the attack power by about 30%, but in the actual application process, the effect far exceeded his expectations.
This Dawn Fist Intent seemed to be not only limited to the amplification of power, but also seemed to contain a spiritual power that could suppress the enemy's mind to a certain extent.
Making the enemy involuntarily feel timid when facing his fist, thereby weakening the enemy's fighting spirit.
At this time, Liang Jin's icy cold gaze slowly shifted to Huyan Di's group of subordinates.
There was no trace of pity in his eyes, only endless coldness and determination:
"It's your turn."
As soon as he finished speaking, the horse under Liang Jin's crotch seemed to sense its master's killing intent, raised its front hooves high, let out a neigh, and then rushed towards the group of Black Dragon Kingdom people like an arrow leaving the string.
In the blink of an eye.
Only a series of screams were heard, accompanied by the sound of bones breaking and flesh tearing.
It was seen that the group of Black Dragon Kingdom people fell like leaves swept away by the autumn wind, and a pile of them died on the ground.
Their bodies, along with the warhorses under their crotches, were all shattered under Liang Jin's terrifying attack, limbs flying, blood splattered all over the earth, and not even a complete corpse was preserved.
Such a bloody and terrifying scene, like a picture of Shura from hell, made the three of Ayina, who were already in a state of stagnation, even more dumbfounded.
They widened their eyes, their eyes full of horror and disbelief, as if everything in front of them was a nightmare that they could never wake up from.
And Mo Daokuang, who was already full of fear, was even more frightened at this moment, his body trembling violently like a sieve, as if he would be completely swallowed by fear in the next second.
Liang Jin rode his horse straight to the front of Ayina and the others.
Seeing Liang Jin approaching, the three of them subconsciously tensed up, posing in a defensive stance.
Their eyes were full of vigilance and fear, as if Liang Jin was a beast that would pounce on them at any time and tear them to pieces, lest Liang Jin would also shatter them mercilessly.
"Why not come and talk at my camp."
Liang Jin said calmly to the three of them, his voice low and powerful, as if there was a magic that made people unable to resist.
Then, his gaze slowly turned to Mo Daokuang, and he said lightly:
"You can come too."