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Chapter 193: Chapter 162: Will the Killing Get Out of Hand?
Atop the towering cliff by the sea.
The members of the True Thought Society all stood by the cliff’s edge due to the interruption of the ritual, looking out at the sea.
At this moment, the tide was at its most turbulent.
The waves grew larger and larger, layer upon layer crashing against the cliffs and rocks, sending up sprays of white foam.
Far away, a few fishing boats in the stormy waves bobbed up and down, their lights flickering, now hidden, now visible.
Only in the vicinity of one boat, bursts of flames exploded while dense gunfire could be faintly heard.
Clearly, something extraordinary had occurred.
Chen Jiandong gazed for a moment, his complexion drastically changed, and he immediately turned and ran toward the training camp base.
The others looked at each other, all becoming panicked.
Some simply knelt on the ground, murmuring prayers under their breath, resuming their entreaties.
On the sea where the fishing boat was located.
Waves beat like drumbeats, and gunfire sounded like the blare of an orchestra, as if a passionate symphony was being played.
Two gazes met amidst the wind and rain, and sparks seemed to emerge.
Fang Cheng lifted his foot and took a step toward where Li Chengjun stood.
His movement seemed slow, yet his muscles bulged tensely.
Every time his foot fell, the deck trembled slightly as if beating a war drum.
Li Chengjun’s eyes burned with fervor, sweat dripping from his forehead, bead by bead.
At this moment, there was no need for coordinated combat, no considerations to entertain.
He focused all his spirit, pouring his strength into driving his telekinesis.
The force field applied to Fang Cheng was astonishingly more than 25 times the standard atmospheric pressure, and it was closing in on the terrifying 30 times the pressure.
Under such intense pressure, Fang Cheng could still move.
Each time he released a white mist of sweat, he was able to lunge forward a large step.
One must know that 30 times the standard pressure is like bearing 30 kilograms per square centimeter of additional weight, similar to the pressure experienced 300 meters down in the deep sea.
An average person subjected to this extent would have already exploded, even their organs could be squeezed out.
Moreover, the force field of telekinesis, being controllable, fundamentally differed from deep-sea pressure and would form a more potent confining effect.
Seeing his opponent display such abnormal physical prowess, far beyond his own limits.
Li Chengjun couldn’t help but take a deep breath, and then he changed his combat strategy, lifting both hands.
The compressive force shrouding the target vanished instantly, replaced by a pushing force.
Soon after, various objects began to float up before him.
Rope, shell casings, nails, harpoons, anchors - one after another they drifted into the air.
Then, like bullets, they shot towards the opponent, attempting to inflict damage.
But Fang Cheng remained as composed as ever.
He either swatted them away or allowed them to hit him, as if they were but a cool breeze brushing against his face, causing no harm.
Despite the invisible repelling force, despite the slowed progress, his momentum continued to soar.
Even the muscles on his right arm turned red and hot, emitting white smoke continuously, resembling a red-hot iron bar.
Slowly, he drew closer to Li Chengjun.
Three meters, two meters, one meter...
Three seconds, four seconds, five seconds!
Watching his opponent draw near, Li Chengjun’s heart suddenly pounded, struck by an intense sense of imminent danger.
It was as if a lamb stood beneath the gaping, bloodied maw of a lion.
He immediately abandoned all targeted force and without hesitation, raised a purely defensive telekinesis wall in front of him.
Almost simultaneously, Fang Cheng pushed off with his right foot, rapidly dove forward in a sprint, twisting his waist and swinging his arm.
His inner True Qi surged forth, roaring like the sea waves.
His hand clenched into a fist, drawing faint sparks through the air as it passed.
The fist that exploded with astonishing strength viciously slammed out, followed by a surging air current.
It was like an enraged sea raising towering waves, overcoming all resistance, overwhelming everything.
"Hu-lu!"
Fang Cheng let out a low roar, pushing his breath and strength to the pinnacle.
Boom—
The substantial fist collided with the invisible Telekinesis Wall, emitting a deafening boom.
The power was so immense, it was like a torpedo exploding in mid-air, with airflow and sound waves instantly sweeping the surroundings; thunder rolled, and the momentum was astonishing.
The entire fishing boat was already bobbing in the sea waves, and at this moment, the deck trembled even more violently. Even the people far away swayed unsteadily, rocking left and right.
And Li Chengjun, at the center of the explosion, felt his chest stifling and his eyes almost bursting.
The Telekinesis Wall, strong enough to block a fully loaded truck at high speed, was continuously neutralizing the extremely violent fist strength.
But the power of the opponent’s punch was not achieved in one go; it rolled in like layer upon layer of waves, each wave stronger than the last.
Crack.
An invisible crack seemed to form in the nearly solidified Telekinesis Wall.
Then, that wave-like breath instantly penetrated inward, surging wildly—the Telekinesis Wall was about to completely shatter!
Li Chengjun was instantly blasted away by the coming tremendous strength, thrown high into the raging wind and towering waves.
Fang Cheng planted his feet firmly, looked up, ready to pinpoint the landing spot for a follow-up attack.
But he saw Li Chengjun, in mid-air, waving his hands.
It was as if an invisible force had grabbed him, abruptly changing his direction, and he fell towards the position of another ship.
Fang Cheng’s gaze sharpened, slightly surprised.
His punch, fusing the "Kirin Arm" with "Inner True Qi," was arguably the strongest strength he had unleashed to date.
The opponent was still able to withstand it; magic users were indeed not to be underestimated.
"Puh—"
Li Chengjun, who was knocked away with a punch, landed on the deck of the ship and couldn’t help coughing up a mouthful of fresh blood.
His complexion was pale, his expression twisted, obviously severely injured.
Looking at Fang Cheng standing on the opposite fishing boat, he hurriedly shouted:
"Everyone, focus your fire on him!"
Hearing this, Fang Cheng decisively ducked and rolled to the side, plunging toward a nearby corpse.
Bang bang bang!
A hail of bullets swept over the deck and gunwales, sparks flying constantly.
Fang Cheng picked up a Dagger from the body of the dead Hunter Captain, and then his figure vanished in place.
With a flash of cold light, when he reappeared, he had rushed in front of the nearest gunman.
The Hunter was still holding a submachine gun with both hands and had no time to react before his throat was slit by the blade, with blood spurting like a fountain.
Before the blood could splash onto him, Fang Cheng flashed again, circling to the back of another target entangled with the Merfolk.
He was now using the Blade Technique Skill Effect "Shadow of Blade."
At this point, Li Chengjun seemed to have suffered considerable injuries and was unable to continue fighting. The other stronger members were also dealt with, and no one could lock onto his high-speed moving figure anymore.
Fang Cheng immediately unlocked all his restraints and embarked on a killing spree.
Using the Dagger, he moved back and forth freely through a hail of bullets, roaming unimpeded.
The blade, coated with True Qi, was extremely sharp. A slight touch was all it took for decapitation.
No one could withstand a single exchange.
In less than half a minute, almost all eleven Hunters left on the fishing boat were slain cleanly.
Inside the cabin.
Feng Kehai and several members of the True Thought Society were hiding stealthily here, listening to the constant screams outside, they couldn’t help but whisper among themselves.
"Elder Feng, what should we do now?"
"Yeah, that person is so fierce, is he a friend or an enemy?"
"Will he, in his killing spree, take us out as well?!"
Feng Kehai’s brows were tightly knitted as he calmed his mind and reassured the other members:
"It’s alright, I’ve just communicated with the Truth Stele. The Chairman should be able to see what’s happening here and will arrive soon..."
While everyone was discussing, they suddenly heard a loud "boom."
It seemed like something slammed into the deck, causing an explosion.
In an instant, blinding flames and shockwaves carrying debris swept around.
The entire fishing boat shook violently again, as if it was about to fall apart.
