54 53. Sniping Yu Xiaogang, Bullet Brutally Attacks Tang Hao! [Third Release]_1

The bustling atmosphere at the Lottery Shield in the stands continued, but there were no changes on the damage record board.

The highest damage recorded was still 214324, an attack jointly made by Xue Qinghe and Thousand Waves.

The damage dealt by Dragon Lance Douluo today was also revealed.

First Attempt: 194531

Second Attempt: 198463

He had gone mad.

For some reason, whether yesterday was just a better day or something else, his attacks today failed to surpass those of yesterday, not even once!

Since neither attempt showed a normal increase in damage, the quality of the rewards was downgraded from Black Advanced Level to Black Intermediate Level.

Dragon Lance Douluo, holding two Black Intermediate Level rewards, was carried back spitting blood once again.

Approaching evening.

The Star Dou Imperial Palace.

Emperor Xueye walked along the lengthy corridor, glancing back at the evening sky.

His brow furrowed slightly as he turned to a servant beside him and asked, "Has Qing He not returned yet?"

"Indeed, Your Majesty."

"What exactly has happened?"

"I am unaware, should we send someone to investigate in Soul City?"

Emperor Xueye's eyebrows twisted into a "chuan" character.

The relations between Martial Soul Hall and the two great empires were growing worse; could they be harboring ulterior motives at this time, detaining Xue Qinghe in Soul City?

Logically, he should have returned yesterday afternoon.

"Send a few nimble Soul Masters, instruct them to be sharp, and to report back immediately with any news, without delay," he ordered with a grave tone in his voice.

"Yes!"

"Also, ask Sect Master Ning to come over; I have matters to discuss with him."

"Yes!"

Watching the servant depart, Emperor Xueye heaved a sigh.

The current state of the continent seemed calm on the surface but was, in reality, fraught with undercurrents of unrest.

Martial Soul Hall was planning something in secret.

He was even less clear whether Xue Qinghe's delayed return was an indication of Martial Soul Hall's plans unfolding.

It would be better to call Ning Fengzhi over first to analyze Xue Qinghe's current situation together, then make a decision.

...

A night of pitch-dark skies and howling winds.

Shrek Academy.

A sultry woman scaled the high walls of the academy.

Bi Bidong climbed over the high wall, her high heels clicking on the hard tiles, her smooth black stockings reflecting the moon's lustrous light.

She took her steps up to the highest building.

Bi Bidong stood on the ridge, her cold gaze sweeping over the dimly lit windows inside the academy, seemingly searching for someone in particular.

At last, she fixed on one of the windows.

A middle-aged man with short black hair sat by the window, reading a book, when suddenly, a beautiful woman in a tight black outfit carrying tea walked towards the man.

The two faced each other and smiled, and after handing over the tea, the woman tenderly moved behind him to massage his shoulders.

Bi Bidong's expression was cold as frost.

She reached for her soul tool and pulled out a shiny black Barrett sniper rifle.

The flowing skirt rippled slightly in the night wind; Bi Bidong knelt down, propping the heavy and formidable metal firearm on the rooftop.

The dark and sleek muzzle pointed at the window.

Bi Bidong's icy, stunning face neared the scope, her crosshairs targeting Yu Xiaogang's temple.

The wind undulated, and clouds obscured the moon.

She silently counted down three seconds in her mind.

Bi Bidong's pale forefinger pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The muzzle flashed fire, the immense recoil not shifting Bi Bidong's poised figure in the slightest.

It didn't falter her resolve either.

The bullet sped through glass, burrowing into Yu Xiaogang's temple.

A scene like a bursting watermelon unfolded at the window.

There was no chance for Yu Xiaogang's head to remain intact under the high-speed impact of a 0.5 BMG bullet!

His headless body slumped weakly against the desk.

The room quickly filled with Liu Erlong's piercing screams.

Bi Bidong stood up, her expression cold and indifferent.

She blew on the gun barrel, dispersing white smoke, while her right foot, clad in high heels, rested on the ridge of the roof. This time, the Bullet was propped above her knee, wrapped in Black Silk.

Yu Xiaogang was dead, and now it was time for the second person.

Upon hearing the noise, a Soul Master immediately rushed to the source of the screams.

Through her scope, Bi Bidong's frosty eyes once again locked onto a target.

It was a young man dressed in blue.

She aimed at the young man's head, ready to pull the trigger once more.

But at that moment, a life-threatening aura suddenly emerged.

Bi Bidong looked up, only to see a dark red hammer looming before her eyes.

Not good!

She instantly drew back, dodging the hammer, while simultaneously searching for the attacker.

A burly man in black sackcloth floated mid-air.

"Who are you?"

The man uttered in a deep voice. Since Bi Bidong was in the shadows, he couldn't see her face.

But Bi Bidong had already recognized the man's identity.

Tang Hao!

Without a word, she again coldly set up the Bullet, the barrel aimed at Tang Hao.

"Bang!"

The red-hot bullet shot towards Tang Hao at high speed.

"Such a small weapon, it can injure me?"

Tang Hao snorted coldly, raising his enormous palm with Soul Power bursting forth from the center.

The next moment, however, his eyes widened in shock.

This tiny weapon had actually penetrated the barrier of his Soul Power, instantly piercing through his palm, leaving behind a dark, hollow void!

Only owing to Tang Hao's formidable physical defense was his hand not blown away like Yu Xiaogang's.

"What Martial Soul is this?!"

Tang Hao exclaimed in horror.

Bi Bidong smirked, her red lips curling up. Without choosing to linger, she quickly packed up the Bullet and fled towards Soul City.

She knew she couldn't beat Tang Hao in a fight.

And her identity was not suitable for being revealed here.

"Stop!"

Tang Hao shouted furiously.

He knew this person had just come to kill Tang San, so how could he possibly let her go just like that!

An immense surge of Soul Power burst forth from Tang Hao as he closely pursued Bi Bidong, oblivious to the fact that she was heading for Soul City.

...

Packing up, the last wave of clients had left, full and satisfied.

Lin Yi breathed a deep sigh of relief, checking his remaining hit points.

[999990453642]

Over nine million hit points were gone.

Lin Yi smiled.

The day of Shield Breaker's arrival was imminent... Bullshit!

It was excruciatingly slow!

With over 9999 billion hit points left, when on earth would the end come?

He had to act quickly and get the two Emperors to agree to allow him to participate in the upcoming Soul Master competition, and to agree to a change in the rules.

This was an excellent opportunity that could not be missed.

Sigh, if it weren't for the System's prohibition against self-harm, Lin Yi really wished he could beat himself up every day!

He stood up, stretching his limbs, ready to sleep in the cottage built for him by Bi Bidong.

But just then, Lin Yi halted in his tracks.

His keen spiritual power detected two soul power fluctuations approaching from afar, heading straight his way.

Especially the one behind; it was the strongest presence Lin Yi had ever sensed, with the exception of Thousand Waves.

PS. Three chapters served.

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