The Surrounding Peril 2

After Xueming survived the crisis in the Spell of Illusionary Spell, his thinking ability during the crisis became sharper. In the time of need, his concentration went sky-high. A sharp sense immediately expanded. The left eye twitched slightly before the red veins cracked upon it. Faint streaks gradually appeared on the five assassins, changing from pale pink to bright red until Xueming clearly noticed them. However, what became apparent this time was not the fatal point like the time he had fought the Qi beast in the Sphere of Illusionary Spell. Instead, it was a weak point or hidden injury; that was, if he attacked that spot just by half the effort, he would achieve the same outcome as using a full-power attack.

The five assassins were not in a hurry to attack. They wanted to use the increasingly narrower distance to put pressure on Xueming's mind. If the victim appeared to lose heart or turn his face away, that would be a more effective scheme than a confrontational battle. Despite firmly holding heavy weapons in their hands, all of them had concealable throwing weapons attached to their bodies.

The closer the five killers approached Xueming, the more pressure they felt, rather than the 15-year-old boy. They had no clue why it happened that way. They only knew that after Xueming's left eye turned bloodshot red, the radiating compulsion conveyed terror. The hot ambient temperature due to the fire remained the same, but why did they feel so cold inside? Although they were clearly sensing something unusual because there were five of them coming together, plus with higher cultivation power, none of them dared to say anything that would show one’s weakness to the others. Since no one spoke first, the circumventing footsteps toward Xueming continued.

After the left eye turned red, Xueming suddenly felt the thirst for murder simmering in his chest. Even though he knew he was at a disadvantage, he yet wanted to soar toward the enemies and tear them into pieces. However, before he could fulfill his idea, a poisoned dagger of an assassin raced directly into Xueming's face before the rest of the assault followed.

Although the dagger flew subtly and powerfully, when the sharp edge was less than 20 inches away from Xueming, the air around Xueming suddenly swayed, causing him to flick his head backward in time before the dagger could pierce his head. The lethal blade only grazed Xueming's white skin.

Even though Xueming could avoid the assassin’s opening strike, the execution posture that followed did not give Xueming much time to breathe. Three Moon Swords rushing toward him from different directions. Xueming didn't have to turn his head to look since the surrounding air swayed in advance again, thus allowing him to choose to fall backwards and barely escaped the edge of the swords.

CLANG…!!!

The Moon Swords that missed the target immediately clashed among themselves. Xueming fell backward, but before his body would reach the ground, he used both hands to push back and send the body forcefully soaring with a double dropkick posture toward the weak point of one of the assassins that became visible to him.

CRACK!

The sound of broken bones reverberated. The flesh was torn open by a broken white bone that pierced outward, looking extremely frightening.

Before the assassin’s cry ended, Xueming who had just successfully attacked immediately rolled back into a kneeling position. The meteor pendulum moved toward his left. On the right side, there was an incoming assassin wielding his dagger. The pressure of the life-and-death situation combined with the ability to sense attacks in advance enabled Xueming to make an accurate decision, even though he was in a kneeling position. If it were someone who had a cultivation level of only the second level of the basic Qi, they would just directly resist the execution posture. However, because Xueming has this versatile scalding heat, he had a chance to survive. Xueming abruptly used the heat energy to ignite the muscle on his right leg leaning on the ground to increase his soaring power and send himself forward. Not only could he escape the attacks from the left and right but also execute more attack moves.

Another assassin who had just drawn the Moon Sword back did not anticipate that Xueming would be able to change from being defensive to being offensive in the blink of an eye. Caught off guard, he could only defend himself with the sword in his hand. Yet, the longer time passed, the more unpredictable Xueming became. The young boy who was soaring toward him didn't immediately attack. Xueming whose body dashed almost half-length from the opponent quickly swung his fist backward to hit the spot under the right rib, the red dot that appeared to be his enemy’s weak point.

Despite not being assaulted until the flesh was blown off, the assassin’s internal organs were severely damaged. The liver and spleen were all broken in an instant. His face turned pale, and then he fell down, lying dead on the ground just like that.

Although Xueming’s attack already killed the first assassin, his soaring posture was still active, thus allowing him to escape from the besiege in an unbelievable way.

Having just regained consciousness, all the remaining assassins became startled, because only a few moments earlier they had been incomparably superior. Yet, now, one of them died. Another one was so wounded that he could not fight anymore. When his previously exhilarating mind was discouraged, the more decisions they made, the more mistakes they faced.

Instead of using coordinated attacks with reinforcement to close the capability gap during the fight, the assassins used a long-range attack to reduce the risk of counterstrike. However, they did not realize that their enemy could perceive attacks in advance by sensing the wind power.

Even being attacked by surprise earlier, Xueming was able to narrowly dodge. Therefore, when it was now an open attack from afar, it was hardly a problem for Xueming. He just moved his body a little and could escape all the throwing weapons of the assassins. Yet, only dodging alone could not stop the battle. When dodging was not a problem, Xueming prepared to use the attack posture that he had just learned, aiming to test the power of the first posture of the Punch of Five Streams called … the River of No Return Punch. Even though Xueming's steps were stiff, the punch moves were not. They were smooth as a river that flows out in every direction, unpredictable.

Even the assassins had a higher level of cultivation, they did not have good martial skills compared to the cultivators affiliated with a martial school, because the former mainly did secret murder and other dirty work, causing most of them to not have to engage in face-to-face battles. Or, even if they had to encounter the victim, most of their victims normally got injured or drugged beforehand. Thus, this time when it came to resisting an attack of real martial skills, they did not know how to handle it. Their hands became agitated. When thinking about fleeing, it was one step too late. The River of No Return Punch that was gleaming and wavering suddenly turned bright and intense. The fiery flames abruptly burst out, enveloping Xueming's bare fists at the last moment.

BOOM BOOM BOOM…!!!

A loud explosion sounded as soon as the Punch struck the three assassins' chest, followed by a sound of broken bones with a hole more than 4 inches wide bashed in the flesh of the chest. Blood gushed from their seven openings, causing them to die suddenly.

Four enemies already died, and the other one could no longer fight. Yet, it seemed that Xueming's bloodthirsty mind remained active. He slowly walked towards the body trembling in fear. Despite having killing many others for his whole life, the assassin unabashedly begged for his life when he was about to be killed.

... Of course, the request was in vain because as soon as Xueming arrived, he opened the scene of executing the last assassin. In the blink of an eye after the last one was killed, Xueming's consciousness suddenly relaxed, causing the bright red eyes to gradually return to normal.

However, when his eyes became normal, Xueming's body suddenly became heavy. The muscles all over the body were exhausted and ached. Even if he steered the scorching Qi energy in his body to heal them, they would not be recovered in a short time.

Xueming's eyes suddenly became so exhausted that he almost fell asleep. All of a sudden, a burst of joyful laughter sounded. The last assassin lying in wait swiftly flew out of the hiding place and attacked Xueming from behind. The weary body floated uncontrollably in the opposite direction.

"Little kid, I must really admit that you are much more talented than I imagined." Jian Chen shook his head and continued. "What a pity for the future. You probably won't make it out alive today because you chose to be an enemy of my young master.” Jian Chen said while walking slowly toward Xueming's wounded body. At first, as he watched the battle between the hired assassins and Xueming. Jian Chen did not know how Xueming became this much stronger. Yet, he assumed that it was due to a secret skill or some stimulants (similar to what Yong Sue used), which when used in full capacity, would cause strong repercussions Therefore, the highly experienced Jian Chen stood by until he saw that Xueming was weak. Then, he showed up aiming to kill the victim when he became extremely weary.