Ranked... Kitchenware?

One was a ranked demon, extremely fast and good at sneak attacks.

On one side was a human genius. Even though he had yet to enter the ranks, his methods were still shocking.

The two sides exchanged dozens of moves, but neither side won.

The Red Yama realized that this Zeng Shiwu was young, but was very strong. Especially in close combat and some methods, he also felt pressure.

"Little girl, it's a pity that you haven't entered the ranks yet. Now I'll show you the true difference between us!"

The Red Yama chuckled, but his face was filled with ruthlessness.

He had to kill Zeng Shiwu today. Otherwise, once this girl grew up, she would become another powerful enemy of the Yama.

Black fog rose, and a powerful essence energy fluctuation erupted from the Red Yama's body.

The dart in his hand was a little overwhelmed. There was a cracking sound from inside.

However, the Red Yama didn't care at all. This dart was a general model and was considered a consumable.

Zeng Shiwu's expression was solemn. She had a vague feeling that she would not be able to withstand this dart.

She had some understanding of darts when she cultivated with her master.

The most important thing about this dart was that its aura was locked.

Back then, the Li family had an invincible flying dagger and shouted the slogan "Little Li Flying Dagger, never misses".

The world thought that they had secret flying dagger techniques, but what was really powerful was their unique aura locking technique.

As long as the aura locked onto the opponent, the darts would definitely hit.

Under normal circumstances, it would be very difficult to have a chance to use darts in such a close battle.

However, the difference between Zeng Shiwu and Red Yama was not small. At this moment, when he was enveloped by that unique aura, he felt his entire body turn cold and his limbs turn cold.

As if she were already dead.

This feeling was like being suspended above an abyss by a thread. Meanwhile, the Red Yama held a pair of scissors in his hand. Now, he only needed to move to control her life and death.

Zeng Shiwu bit the tip of her tongue and used the pain to recover some of her mobility. She retreated, thinking about what to use to resist.

"Hehe, die!"

A trace of mockery flashed across Red Yama's eyes. Where can you run to in this narrow room?

However, in the next moment, he was stunned on the spot.

With a clang, Zeng Shiwu was sent flying and fell against the wall.

But the key was that the dart was blocked by a black pot.

The dart was stuck in the bottom of the black pot. Only the tip had pierced it. Most of the dart was blocked out.

Some of them could not withstand the shock and flew out.

"How is that possible?!"

The Red Yama shouted angrily. This was a dart that had been enhanced by his terrifying essence energy. Moreover, even though this dart was not ranked, it was still made of strong alloy and was shockingly strong.

But now, it was blocked by a black pot?

Zeng Shiwu was also shocked. This black pot…

She only subconsciously picked up something that could block darts, but she did not have any hope.

Could it block a fatal blow from a ranked expert?

This black pot… was a ranked, uh, kitchenware?

'Then… what about this kitchen knife?'

Zeng Shiwu did not have time to think about why Feng Ling could take the big black pot. She decisively held the pot in one hand and the kitchen knife in the other and injected essence energy into it.

'Indeed!'

This kitchen knife was also a ranked kitchenware. It wasn't even yellow-grade, but Mystic-grade!

It had to be at least mid-tier Mystic-grade item!

Red Yama was dumbfounded when he saw the girl's appearance. Are you a f*cking chef warrior?

But what followed was annoyance.

As a ranked expert, his fatal blow was actually blocked a black pot.

'How could he bear that?'

He turned his right hand and three darts appeared in it.

"Let's see how you block it!"

Zeng Shiwu's eyes flashed with determination. If he wanted to defeat the Red Yama, perhaps now was an opportunity.

A red light seemed to flash in her eyes. She suddenly rushed forward, her footsteps changing as the black pot in her hand blocked in front of her.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

"Heh… heh… that's impossible…"

Chi Yan's eyes widened as he looked down at the kitchen knife that had cut open his chest and pierced into his heart. His face was filled with disbelief.

Zeng Shiwu did not give him a chance to speak again. She pulled out the kitchen knife fiercely and shot out hot blood. She directly beheaded the Red Yama.

"Master said that the only flaw in the dart was the moment it was shot."

"At that moment, the door was wide open."

When Zeng Shiwu saw the fallen Red Yama, his nerves relaxed. He staggered and collapsed to the ground.

Around her waist was a terrible wound, also bleeding.

Of the three darts that Red Yama had thrown just now, one was blocked by the black pot, one was dodged by her footwork, and the other severely injured her.

Fortunately, these were all within her calculations. Compared to the death of Red Yama, she could still accept the price.

She struggled to move her body and found her backpack under the pile of lumber that had become scrap. She took out a roll of bandages and two porcelain bottles.

"I didn't expect to use it so soon." Zeng Shiwu smiled bitterly and bandaged himself. He had also exhausted his strength and lay on the ground.

Before long, two men and a woman appeared outside the room.

At the front was a burly man in blue. He had a square face, thick eyebrows, and a righteous aura. He was the captain of the Thunder Squad, Lei Ting.

Behind him was a young man, weirdly dressed, easily reminiscent of a mythical Bodhisattva—

He held a white jade bottle in his left hand. There was a willow branch in the jade bottle. His right hand was placed on the willow branch.

On the right side of his eyes, there was also a green monocle. From time to time, lines of data appeared and disappeared.

Team Thunder, Bai Run.

The remaining female members of the team looked the most normal. Their tight black leather clothes outlined their curvaceous figures. Their graceful curves were astonishing, but it also made people worry.

—Will this leather jacket bulge?

She wore a black mask that covered most of her face, revealing only a pair of cold eyes, making it impossible to see her true appearance.

"Captain, there's the smell of blood. There are two high-temperature objects in the room, but only one has vital signs," Bai Run reported as he looked at the lines of data in front of him.

Lei Ting grunted. In fact, he had already seen the ruined Silence Talisman at the door.

Without much hesitation, he pushed the door open.

When he stepped in, he saw the chaotic scene in the room. A big black head that died with its eyes open, and Zeng Shiwu, who was lying on the ground unconscious.

"Bai Run, save her. Chen Hong, check the situation."

Lei Ting made sure there was no other danger before he gave the order.

"Understood." Bai Run flashed to Zeng Shiwu's side. His glasses transmitted lines of data, allowing him to quickly understand Zeng Shiwu's situation.

"Her vital energy has been exhausted. Her internal organs have signs of being shaken. There is a large wound on her waist, but it has been bandaged. Her life is not in danger," Bai Run said as he took out a willow branch from the white jade bottle and dripped the liquid inside onto Zeng Shiwu's mouth.

Then, he put back the willow branch and waved his right hand in the air. A special energy enveloped Zeng Shiwu.