20demayo Chapter 115 The Car Runs Fast
Chapter 115 The Car Runs Fast
The black motorcycle sped across the complex terrain like a shooting star, while not far behind it, a blood-red vortex followed closely, constantly leaping across the jagged rocks and flamboyant trees, gradually closing the distance between them.
A surging, turbulent mist of blood, carrying a nauseatingly sweet and rusty stench, burst forth without warning, corroding everything in its path until nothing remained.
Even more terrifying was that hidden within the blood mist was an extremely condensed deep red arrow, like a rainbow piercing the sun, cutting through the air, and fiercely shooting towards the rapidly fleeing heavy motorcycle.
Although Fu Que was not very familiar with the combat power of the martial arts system, in his true vision, the opponent's black and white lines were very dynamic, and there was a lifelike red snake around him. It was clear that no Qi Refining stage martial artist could contend with him.
Only at a higher level, when one has mastered the tempering and refining of true qi to a certain degree and has achieved great success in a certain technique, can one cultivate the spirit of true qi. And this level, as Fu Que predicted, should be the True Qi Realm.
There are many such figures among the Tiger Cavalry of Yuntai Prefecture. Fu Que has seen them before, but it was only a fleeting glimpse. Now, however, it is a martial artist at the True Qi Realm who has locked onto him with killing intent.
"Dry!"
Fu Que felt the hairs on the back of his head stand on end. His True Vision operated with unprecedented focus as he pushed the output power of the two-wheeled motorcycle to its limit, completely disregarding the damage this would cause to the power matrix.
The talisman core of the heavy motorcycle emitted a mournful cry of unbearable strain, and the speeding motorcycle accelerated even further.
Due to inadequate infrastructure, after Fu Que rushed out of a rocky beach, a grove of towering trees appeared before him, a lush and verdant landscape that was truly refreshing.
But for Fu Que, who was fleeing for his life, this was not a breathtaking view, but the Grim Reaper's scythe that was about to take his life. Fu Que didn't know much about physics, but he knew a lot about common sense.
On this kind of terrain, not slowing down is tantamount to suicide, but slowing down is also tantamount to suicide.
Fu Que's exquisite tattoo on his left arm quietly dissolved, and a wild tiger roared. A tiger claw appeared out of thin air and collided with the whistling blood mist arrow.
There were no earth-shattering sounds, nor the hissing of elemental forces eroding each other; only silent devouring and decay.
The tiger claw, fueled by the aura of national destiny, instantly dissipated, but it also caused the blood mist arrows to pause for a moment and slightly deflect their direction. Fu Que, as if possessed, turned to the opposite side.
The blood-mist arrow grazed the black cloak as it fell, corroding a large hole in the ground, but it did not actually hit Fu Que.
The dissipating corrosive true energy caused Fu Que excruciating pain in his waist and ribs. As his blood and qi surged, an extremely sharp force surged into his meridians, but it was enveloped and strangled by the flowing wind elemental power, forcibly extinguishing the invading blood energy.
Fu Que felt a tightness in his chest, and a stream of blood oozed from his clenched teeth.
But he had no time to worry about that; at that moment, he was relying on his last breath. If he lost that breath, he would truly have no way out.
With the verdant forest within reach, Fu Que's pupils turned bloodshot, and tears of blood streamed from his eyes. In an instant, his true vision revealed to Fu Que the most practical route for crossing over.
A gust of wind suddenly rose from the ground, forming an invisible spiral air shield in front of Fu Que, with the six moon wheel blades serving as the tips of the spiral air shield. In this life-or-death moment, Fu Que's concentration also reached a new level.
Months of hard training paid off. The emerald forest was plowed by a bulldozer, and even when rushing into the complex forest, Fu Que's escape speed did not slow down in the slightest.
"You can run pretty fast."
Surrounded by a blood-red vortex, a figure shrouded in a black hood frowned. He had originally thought he could easily kill or capture this lucky tiger rider who carried the inheritance, but after chasing and fleeing for some time, the other party was still some distance away from him.
They've already left their area of influence. The other fleeing tiger rider should have already sent an emergency distress signal towards the tiger's den. The real experts should be on their way.
His exposure was now a fact, and the experts of the Yuntai Prefecture's Dragon Tiger Cavalry could catch him at any moment. However, the gains he had made by escaping with his life on the line could not be lost and had to be delivered to the hall master.
"We can't hesitate any longer. If we can kill them, we should kill them; if we can't, we should just retreat."
Surrounded by the crimson vortex, the black-hooded man pondered for a moment, then took out four soybeans with venomous human faces from his pocket. He opened his mouth and spat out most of the impure, unrefined blood energy harvested from the water village, which then enveloped the soybeans.
That wasn't all. The man in the black hood stretched out his left arm, his sharp fingernails tearing out bits of flesh from his own body. The soybeans, which had absorbed the mixed blood energy, suddenly swelled to the size of a billiard ball. Faced with the thrown flesh, the venomous faces on these soybeans swallowed it without hesitation.
Immediately afterwards, the four soybeans twisted and transformed rapidly, forming four human figures whose aura and attire were exactly the same as the man in the black hood.
"The main body."
The four figures spoke stiffly.
They exuded a strong aura of bloodlust, their presence extremely violent.
"Leave one person to pursue them, the other three to flee separately, buy me as much time as possible!"
The voice of the man in the black hood was extremely calm.
"only!"
The four soybeans that transformed into a human figure had bloodshot eyes and a violent, murderous aura.
Without the slightest hesitation, the soybean with the strongest aura transformed into a stream of light, carrying the largest portion of the crimson vortex, and headed towards Fu Que, who was fleeing for his life.
The other three also tore off a portion of the crimson vortex, carrying smaller parts along with it, and headed in different directions, buying the real black-hooded man precious time to escape.
At this moment, the man in the black hood had completely concealed his aura and was slowly walking in the direction where Fu Que was.
……
"Tenth Company, Seventh Temporary Combat Team, Fu Que, code number four, report the situation."
Suddenly, a cold female voice rang in Fu Que's ears.
Even though they were traveling at high speed, with the sounds of cutting and shredding branches filling his ears, the cold female voice still reached Fu Que's ears clearly.
Fu Que's forehead veins bulged, and his wind elemental power was running wildly. However, the green forest, nurtured by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, was far superior to the trees of his previous life, even without any extraordinary abilities. The human flesh cutting machine consumed a great deal of energy.
At this moment, he had to keep the Gale Cutter running, control the six moon wheel blades as blades, and focus on opening up the fastest and most convenient escape route in the real world while driving the high-speed two-wheeled motorcycle.
If Fu Que hadn't already honed his skills in multi-threaded manipulation, he would have already messed things up.
"Number One and Number Two are dead, Number Three's situation is unknown, the mission location is almost completely wiped out, the mission target's strength far exceeds what the intelligence said, my personal judgment is that he is a True Qi Realm martial artist!"