Free Web NovelChapter 319: Chapter 166: Scheming (3)
The strike was immensely powerful. Feng Qiuzi should have been able to block it, but for some reason, his right hand was a step too slow.
As a result, Wang Baisheng’s palm smashed squarely and undefended into Feng Qiuzi’s face.
His entire face caved in from the blow, and his body plummeted from mid-air, crashing heavily onto the ground.
"Feng Qiuzi!"
"Wang Baisheng, you... how could you be so ruthless!?"
Cen the Ninth and Yuchi Hu cried out in shock. Wang Baisheng himself was astonished by the sudden surge in his Martial Arts prowess when Ou Zhicheng’s cold voice cut in:
"For Ten Years of the Great Dream, you’ve gone completely insane!
"After you’ve killed Feng Qiuzi, are you going to kill us too!?"
Wang Baisheng was about to shake his head, but as he gazed at the object in his hand, greed suddenly overwhelmed him.
"So what if I am?"
Yuchi Hu and Cen the Ninth exchanged a look. Without another moment’s hesitation, they leaped into the air, joining forces to besiege Wang Baisheng.
The ensuing battle between them was cataclysmic.
The disturbance they created was enormous.
No wonder Elder Nong kept telling Fang Shuwen not to come out tonight, no matter what he heard...
Then, Wang Baisheng’s figure spun. He took a sharp breath, his right hand forming a palm. The Palm Technique rose and fell like an illusory shadow. SWISH SWISH SWISH, SWISH SWISH SWISH.
In a single breath, he unleashed an uncountable number of palm strikes!
This was his unique ultimate technique, the Hundred Sceneries Thousand Cloud Palm. Its Palm Technique was peerless, blanketing the sky, incomparably fierce and powerful.
However, neither Yuchi Hu nor Cen the Ninth were easy opponents.
Just as Yuchi Hu was about to dodge the Palm Technique, his body suddenly went rigid.
THUD THUD THUD, THUD THUD THUD!!!
Six consecutive streams of Palm Power struck him squarely in his vital points across his chest and abdomen.
Cen the Ninth glanced back at Yuchi Hu, his eyes widening in disbelief.
"You..."
He had barely uttered the word before he hastily turned back.
Sure enough, Wang Baisheng’s attack was already upon him.
This time Wang Baisheng struck with both palms, holding nothing back.
Cen the Ninth didn’t dare underestimate him and met the attack with both of his own palms.
The instant the four palms connected, a series of deep rumbles—BOOM, BOOM—spread out from beneath their feet in all directions.
Wave after wave of tremors shook the ground.
The ground beneath their feet sank by more than half a foot.
But just then, Wang Baisheng suddenly flipped backward, retreating a full thirty feet.
Cen the Ninth froze. ’What’s he playing at, suddenly retreating like that?’
But then a violent jolt shot through his back. He felt as if all his internal organs had been pulverized. He couldn’t help but turn to look, only to see Ou Zhicheng standing right behind him, a faint, almost imperceptible smile on his face.
"That’s enough. Time for you to get some rest."
"...You!!!"
Cen the Ninth’s eyes bulged. Even as he died, he couldn’t believe he had been killed by Ou Zhicheng.
Wang Baisheng, on the other hand, remarked with admiration:
"It seems that girl’s family was right. Among all those glory hounds, you’re the most human."
The most human, and also the most inhuman.
"Aren’t you the same?"
Ou Zhicheng said flatly:
"I ambushed Feng Qiuzi, giving you the chance to kill him with a single palm strike.
"I set up Yuchi Hu, which is the only reason you could land six consecutive palm strikes on his vital points.
"And in the end, I was the one who personally finished off Cen the Ninth. So what do you have to complain about?
"Did you really think you were skilled enough to exterminate all of us on your own?
"No, you didn’t think that. You were just going with the flow. You and I cooperated, that’s all, setting them up to be killed one by one.
"The only difference is that I’m confident I can kill you and take Ten Years of the Great Dream all for myself.
"And you? What are you thinking?"
Wang Baisheng sighed.
"Actually, I’m not as smart as you think. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have ended up in this situation."
Facing Ou Zhicheng, he had no chance of winning.
If he had known about Ou Zhicheng’s schemes earlier, he wouldn’t have cooperated in killing these people.
But it was useless to say anything now, and Wang Baisheng himself probably didn’t even have a chance to escape.
"Give it to me."
Ou Zhicheng extended his hand.
Wang Baisheng sighed, and in the end, passed the box in his hand over.
"You..."
He wanted to say more, but after uttering just that single word, his expression changed drastically.
Wisps of black energy swirled across his face, like ghastly tentacles coiling around him.
Wang Baisheng looked at his own hand in disbelief. The palm of his hand was already pitch-black.
Then, as the black energy crept over his entire body, he was suddenly reduced to a withered skeleton.
Without a second thought, Ou Zhicheng flung the box from his hands and whipped his head around to face the woman.
"A disciple of Divine Pill Valley, using poison?"
"Yes. I’ve made a decision that betrays the tenets of my sect."
The woman chuckled lightly.
"It is a rule of Divine Pill Valley that we do not use poison.
"But the sect is gone now. I am the only one left. So what rules are there to follow?"
"Excellent, excellent, excellent!!!"
Ou Zhicheng laughed wildly.
"I really underestimated you!
"We never paid you any mind, yet I never thought you would scheme to this extent!
"But you still underestimate me! Do you think a mere poison can do anything to me?!"
He circulated his Inner Breath, trying to force out the poison.
However, as he surged his Inner Strength, the black energy on his hand only began to spread more frantically.
"This..."
"If you had left it alone, you might have stood a chance. The more you try to force it out, the more it fights back. I’ve named this poison ’The Mule.’ What do you think?"
Fang Shuwen’s lip twitched as he listened. ’Just who taught this girl how to name things?’
’Who in the world calls a poison ’The Mule’?’
’I’ve never heard of such a thing...’
But Ou Zhicheng didn’t care what the poison was called. He only knew he was about to die.
He was utterly unreconciled to his fate. He looked up at the woman standing there and suddenly let out a wild laugh.
"Excellent! Even if I die today, I’ll drag you down with me!
"On the Yellow Springs Road, we’ll see how I deal with you then!!"
With a thunderous roar, his True Qi billowed from him like signal smoke. In a flash, his fist was already hurtling toward the woman’s face.
’A final, desperate attack?’
The young woman’s brow furrowed. She let out a slow breath. She had already taken an Elixir Pill, but whether she could survive what came next was up to fate...
Just as she focused, circulating her energy to meet the blow head-on,
Ou Zhicheng’s figure suddenly froze.
Then a voice came from behind him:
"A man your age, bullying a young woman like this? That doesn’t seem right, does it?"
