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Lu Xuan had a knowing look on his face.
"I left such a huge flaw, how could you not see it, Old Master?"
The old master remained silent for a moment.
With a raised hand, a powerful gust of wind swept out, shattering the room's window and sending countless fragments flying.
But the next moment, all the shards that flew out of the shattered window were frozen in mid-air.
Then, as if time had reversed, all the window shards fell back to their original positions, and the window was instantly restored to its original state, as if it had never been damaged.
This strange, time-reversing scene left even the old master speechless.
"Lu Xuan! Don't you have anything you want to say to me?"
Lu Xuan was taken aback at first, then quickly switched to a look of admiration.
"The old master is still so vigorous and energetic at his age, it's truly admirable."
"Come on~ Do I need your flattery?"
The old master rolled his eyes, instantly losing interest in continuing the conversation.
Feeling that continuing the conversation would only allow Lu Xuan to show off, the old master decisively shut up.
If it weren't for Wang Ye and his group's night raid on the Old Celestial Master, the window that the Old Celestial Master himself broke would have automatically restored itself, revealing the flaw.
Even the old Celestial Master was unaware of when he had fallen into a dreamlike state of mind.
That's a truly terrifying tactic...
When exactly did Lu Xuan use the Yellow Millet Technique?
The old master looked puzzled.
"Legend has it that when Lü Dongbin descended the mountain to save the world, he often used the Yellow Millet Technique to help and enlighten people..."
"How come it becomes so strange when it gets into your hands?"
The Yellow Millet Technique is a supernatural power in the dream cultivation method. Those with high cultivation can lead people into dreams, and even enter the world through dreams.
But even the Celestial Master had never seen such a use, casually pulling all living beings into dreams, using dreams to modify perceptions and overwrite reality. How can this be considered a proper Taoist magic or supernatural power?
With this new name, someone who doesn't know the story might think it's the legendary demon descending to earth!
Lu Xuan glanced at him silently.
What are you saying? This is just proper usage.
One method is to draw those who need enlightenment into a dream and make them awaken; another is to draw the hopeless into a dream and kill them all.
"Old Celestial Master, this position of Celestial Master is not what I seek..."
"You should pass it on to Zhang Lingyu!"
Thinking about Zhang Lingyu's performance today, Lu Xuan silently praised him.
"I think that Master Zhang Lingyu is already a qualified successor to the Celestial Master."
Upon hearing the first half of Lu Xuan's words, the old master sighed.
Ultimately, it can't be forced, but upon hearing the second half of the sentence...
Does the succession requirement for the position of Celestial Master of the Celestial Master's Mansion in Longhu Mountain require someone to be shameless and ruthless?
The old master was indignant at the slander against Lu Xuan.
However, thinking about Zhang Lingyu's satisfactory performance today, I am still very gratified. Lingyu has indeed grown a lot!
"Master, I must take my leave now."
Lu Xuan looked out the window.
"Someone has already come looking for me!"
Outside the hall, in the dense forest, a dark figure crouched quietly, looking down at the unobstructed view of the Longhu Mountain Hall.
"Arrived at the designated position, ready to take action at any time. The sniping operation begins."
“In place.”
Several different voices returned through the earpiece, and then the dark figure remained motionless like a mannequin.
In the distance, shouts of battle and explosions could be heard from time to time.
But the owl's expression was cold and indifferent, as if he were used to everything.
He wears a special night vision imaging device on his face, which not only allows him to see at night but also to detect the energy emitted by superpowered individuals.
I am an assassin, an emotionless assassin.
As the number one professional assassin on the international assassin ranking list, Night Owl was naturally aware of the existence of the Others.
At first, he was amazed by superpowered people and regarded them as incarnations of gods, until he discovered that they were just ordinary people who had mastered a little bit of power.
Leaving aside the laughable mentality of those superpowered individuals, even the power they wield is so fragile that it cannot withstand modern firearms at all.
This quickly made the night owl lose interest.
As one of the world's top assassins, he has already killed many superhumans. This time, he took on a huge international job, even collaborating with the elite Blackstone mercenaries.
Just to kill a young superpowered person in his twenties?
That's it? That's it? That's all?
Although the employer, namely the Wang family who had frequently cooperated with him, emphasized that this person was no ordinary person.
But Night Owl didn't take him seriously at all; he was just a twenty-year-old kid.
Who are you looking down on?
Night Owl: I have absolutely no idea how I could lose!
Through the scope, the palace gates burst open, and the target stepped out.
Night Owl coldly pulled the trigger.
At the same time, eight rockets streaked across the night sky, instantly engulfing Lu Xuan and the main hall.
The next moment! The explosion engulfed Lu Xuan and the entire hall in flames.
A victorious smile had already appeared on Night Owl's face.
There's nothing an RPG can't solve.
If so, fire two.
If there are any more, then use an eight-unit integrated RPG.
Although Night Owl didn't know where the employer got the audacity or resources to get those crazy Blackrock mercenaries to bring the RPG over.
However, the victory was already secured.
Eight RPGs, plus the Barrett M82A1 in my hand.
Forget about superpowered beings; any carbon-based life form, even a light tank, would be torn to shreds.
"That's it?"
"We're done and calling it a day."
"This isn't enough. How about we kill everyone down the mountain too?"
Listening to the Blackstone mercenaries' voices through the headset, Night Owl's lips curled into a standard, sinister smirk.
A few breaths later, the flames from the explosion subsided, revealing that the entire hall, which had been engulfed in flames, was completely unharmed, without the slightest damage.
Then, Lu Xuan emerged from the firelight, completely unharmed, untouched by the world, without a trace of worldly dust.
Then, Lu Xuan looked up and looked at him.
Night Owl: "?"
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Is this guy even human?
An eight-unit RPG assembly!
Are you even human?
Putting aside the shockwave from the explosion, the flames alone could burn through steel, and yet your hairstyle didn't even get messed up?
Even if the RPG is useless to you, what about my shot just now?
I'm using armor-piercing rounds!
Moreover, my ambush position is several hundred meters away, and it's in a dense forest, so I don't believe you can see my location.
Night Owl cursed under his breath, raised his sniper rifle again, aimed, and pulled the trigger sharply at Lu Xuan's forehead.
Bang! A gunshot rang out.
Under the scope, Lu Xuan was unharmed and motionless, looking at him from afar.
When Lu Xuan glanced at him from hundreds of meters away, Night Owl instantly froze, his hair standing on end, unable to move.
Now he was finally certain that Lu Xuan had indeed seen him.
Where are my bullets?
He had also heard of some extraordinary people who could see far away, and it was said that a company had combined this with technology to create a group of snipers who combined technology and superpowers.
But even a superhuman who can turn into steel can't withstand an armor-piercing bullet, right?
Immediately afterwards, Lu Xuan raised his hand in the scope, as if picking up something.
Night Owl swallowed hard and looked carefully through the scope, only then seeing that Lu Xuan had picked up an orange-yellow bullet from the air in front of him.
"No, impossible, this is a sniper rifle..."
Night Owl swallowed hard, unable to believe it.
Now he knew where his bullets had gone...
A chill ran down his spine and spread to every corner of his body, making Night Owl shiver involuntarily.