Chapter 139 - 107: High-Radiance Injection_2

The artillery shells descending from the sky exploded directly amidst the crowd, sending dozens of insignificant martial artists flying.

Of course, it was only a temporary impact; they quickly got back up and charged toward the gate once again.

In the eyes of the heretics, victory is already in sight; the martial artists of the Investigation and Arrest Bureau are holding on with difficulty.

"Su Yue, well done!"

Not far away, Dai Yuegui was suppressing a fourth-grade heretic and then shouted towards Su Yue.

"Hmph, all of you will die!"

The fourth-grade heretic gritted his teeth.

"As a human martial artist, you willingly become a slave without knowing the slightest shame!"

Dai Yuegui’s angry roar continued as the two clashed on.

...

"Gong Ling, prepare for the second arrow.

"Liao Ji, send someone to find the chief, and get me the high radiance needle... Also, find a way to get another alloy knife; your weapon is about to snap."

Su Yue’s figure flickered, dodging the heretic’s assassination attempt.

His face was covered in blood, and he bellowed angrily.

Indeed.

Liao Ji’s dagger, after all, is not a superior-grade weapon, only the lowest-grade alloy knife.

The backshock from the powdered chili had already caused fractures in the blade.

With another slash, the weapon would certainly break.

An ordinary knife couldn’t break through defenses, not even with the addition of the superior-grade blade technique.

And Su Yue threw caution to the wind.

The Qi Blood within his body could only support two uses of the Withering Step, two uses of the superior-grade blade technique.

Afterwards, he would inevitably face Qi Blood depletion.

Without the high radiance needle, he couldn’t think of a quick way to restore Qi Blood.

It’s reached this point; he had no option but to fight desperately.

"Understood!"

Liao Ji nodded.

The deputy captain beside him was stunned.

The high radiance needle, this young man actually dared to use the high radiance needle.

Subsequently, he felt a wave of shame within.

Compared with the current young people, he seemed like a waste.

Indeed, heroic figures stand out when they are young.

"I’m ready!"

Gong Ling held up a longbow, her flowing hair fluttering.

At this moment, she was like a War Goddess, full of absolute confidence.

Bang!

Without a word, Su Yue stomped on the ground.

His body once again charged toward the powdered chili like a projectile.

Two bottles of platinum liquid were tucked in his waist pocket; Su Yue was afraid of losing them, so he carried them with him. The platinum liquid’s packaging was sturdy, so it wasn’t afraid of damage.

It was not yet the final juncture; first, he drank the blood of the powdered chili, and at the last moment, gulped down the platinum liquid.

This time, Su Yue came prepared.

Besides weakening the powdered chili, he would drink its blood... Right, I could use the tongue sword, drilling into the powdered chili’s vital point once more and licking a bit more blood at the same time.

Something’s not right.

That’s a foot.

Forget it.

In the martial world, why care about those details?

I’ve eaten stewed pig trotters, marinated chicken feet, never missed smoked duck feet, and even sucked on crab claws; the alien’s foot is just like these things, all are food.

Bear paws are still a delicacy; today, I’ll be a pioneer for gourmet food.

I, Su Yue, have swallowed foul grass before; am I afraid of your alien paw?

Bang!

The arrow precisely reached the ground beneath his feet, and Su Yue’s body leaped high once again.

The blade gleamed dazzlingly, radiating the most brilliant light.

At the same time, Su Yue squeezed the last bit of Qi Blood, converging it into the tongue sword, ready for a critical strike at any moment.

This time, truly running on empty.

...

"Su Yue, remember, you must slash its foot center; there is its vital point!"

Outside the birdcage, Li Xingpei was stunned.

Su Yue’s perseverance was beyond her expectations, but since the second slash was unleashed, he should not waste any energy again.

She hurriedly reminded him.

...

Everyone in the Wet Ghost Tower held their breath, all praying.

Su Yue.

Uncle Su.

Boss Su.

You have to be on point; you must not deviate in your slashes.

You are not far from the powdered chili; theoretically, you shouldn’t deviate anymore. She can’t move at all.

In the car.

Pan Yizheng was sweating heavily.

Su Yue, don’t slash off target; even if it’s Uncle Pan, I’m begging you.

...

"Hmph, ant, this time there’s no way you’ll be lucky again. I hope you can slash at my so-called ’vital point’ and let Li Xingpei feel happy in vain. I will pretend it hurts quite a lot, making everyone think I’m seriously hurt.

"Come on, my ’vital point,’ always waiting for you!"

Powdered chili sneered inwardly.

However.

Li Xingpei thought too much.

Powdered chili thought too much.

Everyone in Wet Ghost Tower and Pan Yizheng thought too much.

Su Yue deviated again, and the place he deviated to was exactly the same as the first time, accurate to the last detail.

The place where the blood scab solidified was exactly where Su Yue’s blade landed.

This time, to capture the blood, Su Yue increased his force.

As the blade gleam vanished and the blood was about to spray out, Su Yue’s tongue sword struck, penetrating the wound a few centimeters deeper.

Theoretically, with a low-level battle technique like the tongue sword, it was impossible to break Powdered chili’s defense.

But the superior-grade blade had just sparred open the vital point, shifting Powdered chili to its weakest state, so the tongue sword’s piercing added a bit more harm.

Puff!

A large surge of fresh blood gushed out; Su Yue opened his mouth and gulped it down.

Alien’s blood was equally salty and fishy.

Sure enough, the surge of blood sent the Qi Blood within his body into a furious tumult and made his body feel a piercing pain all over once again.

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Diligence value +3

Diligence value +5

Diligence value +4

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He was experiencing excruciating pain.

Su Yue was falling, yet his slash shattered the hearts of countless people and crushed their hopes.

Li Xingpei spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, uncertain whether it was caused by Qi Blood rushing to the heart or purely by being enraged by Su Yue.

Pan Yizheng held back his anger fiercely, fearing that he might crush the steering wheel.

Inside the Wet Ghost Tower, everyone wished they could personally wield the blade for Su Yue.