C5 Absurd man in black

When the last trace of the setting sun unwillingly disappeared from the horizon, Hun Jingtian who had fainted in the woodshed courtyard finally woke up.

He shook his heavy head and struggled to raise it. His vision blurred. He felt as if his eyes were stuck to something, unable to fully open.

Reaching out his hand to feel it, what he touched was something hard, piece by piece. These things tightly stuck the upper and lower eyelids together. Moreover, a slight tug of these things would cause a great deal of pain.

As Hun Jingtian sat on the ground, he slowly recalled the events of the afternoon. Hun Jinghun used only a glance to make his mouth and eyes bleed, he laughed bitterly with great difficulty.

With Hun Jinghun's cultivation speed, how long would it take for him to catch up to him? If I continue to be suppressed like this, then when will I, Hun Jingtian, be able to stand up for myself.

The thing that was locked between his eyes should be a congealed blood scab. Hun Jingtian closed his eyes and relied on his memories to walk to a corner of the courtyard. He remembered that there should be a water jar here.

Under the guidance of his exploring hands, he touched the edge of the water tank. Hun Jingtian fiercely stuffed his head, which was now like a bloody gourd, into the water jar.

He rubbed his hands roughly across his face, trying to get rid of the nasty blood stains. Although the blood on his face was once a part of his body, when it was in his body, it played a very important role, maintaining the normal flow of his life.

However, ever since this unyielding blood submitted under Hun Jinghun's tyrannical power, Hun Jingtian had always harbored hatred for their existence.

You red, soft-footed liquids, you betrayed me when I needed strength the most. And you want to blind my eyes, you want beauty, I will never give in. Hun Aotian, Hun Jinghun, you two are looking down on me for some inexplicable reason. Somehow, he ignored his brotherly feelings. From now on, I, Hun Jingtian will definitely make you have a whole new level of respect for me.

"You will regret it!" Hun Jingtian had only been silently shouting in his heart to begin with, but in the end, he could no longer suppress his grief and indignation. He flung his head out of the water and roared at the sky.

He was no longer afraid of being heard by the people of the Soul Manor. He was now determined to die. No matter who dared to lay their hands on him again, he would definitely retaliate. Even if he had to use the Profound Skill that was forbidden in the Soul Nation, he wouldn't hesitate.

He opened his eyes wide and finally washed away the bloodstains. He pricked up his ears, waiting for the indignant resistance and the desperate fight to end.

Relying on his outstanding hearing, Hun Jingtian actually heard footsteps nearby.

The sound of this step was very soft, so if Hun Jingtian wasn't listening carefully, he really wouldn't have been able to hear it.

What was even more terrifying was that this footstep actually appeared behind him, and judging from the distance, it was already less than twenty steps away.

"Heh heh, he actually dared to launch a sneak attack. I wonder which despicable fellow he is." At this time, Hun Jingtian was calm. He was sure that the person behind him was not Hun Jinghun, if it was him. If he wanted his life, there was no need for him to be so sneaky.

"Could it be that damn fatty Hun Liangshan?" Hun Jingtian immediately rejected his deduction, because that damn fatty would definitely not have such an agile movement skill, and even more so, would not have such inaudible footsteps.

"No matter who you are, today I'll let you have a taste of the burning gold finger's power." After making up his mind, Hun Jingtian still remained silent. Slowly moving his right hand in front of him, he condensed the Profound Qi onto two fingers.

A faint red light quickly crawled onto his finger. Hun Jingtian used his left hand to cover the light on his fingertip, so as to not alert the enemy. He listened intently, waiting for the best opportunity to attack.

The sound of footsteps came closer and closer behind him, and Hun Jingtian continued to endure patiently. From the gap between the sound of his footsteps, he could tell that the person behind him was walking very leisurely. There was no hint of the sneakiness a sneak attack should have. His steps were leisurely, as if he was taking a stroll in his own backyard.

The sound of his footsteps sounded above Hun Jingtian's heart, causing him to feel extremely nervous. Even when she was looking at Hun Jinghun, this kind of anxious feeling had never appeared before.

The person behind him was definitely an expert, and might even be stronger than Hun Jinghun. Hun Jingtian came to a conclusion.

The footsteps continued to approach. They had already walked within ten steps.

Wait a little longer, the Profound Qi on Hun Jingtian's finger had already filled to the extreme to the point that it was about to burst out. He was still waiting. Hun Jingtian knew that the only trump card he could use was this burning gold finger that had been storing power for a long time. If his finger struck the enemy, he would still have a chance. If he failed, he would be willing to sacrifice himself.

Seven steps, six steps. Hun Jingtian was waiting.

Five steps! Hun Jingtian still wanted to wait a little longer. To be able to walk within three steps, was the burning gold finger's most perfect attack range.

But the footsteps stopped, and the men behind them stopped.

He couldn't wait any longer. Even though it was quite far away, he still had to make a move.

Hun Jingtian bent his waist, twisted his body, turned his head, stomped his feet and extended his finger. He had completed a series of movements in a natural manner and seemed to have used it several times already.

In truth, Hun Jingtian had trained long enough with this burning gold finger, but this was the first time he had truly used it against an enemy.

In the face of such huge danger, Hun Jingtian had developed his hidden potential and brought this set of burning gold finger s that were turning around to attack, to an exceptional level.

Not only that, Hun Jingtian also felt a change in his body at the same time.

After using the burning gold finger, the energy consumption of the Profound Qi was huge, so the body would feel empty. But this time, at the moment he extended his finger, the Dantian on his chest suddenly became hot.

A warm current appeared on his chest out of thin air. Very quickly, this warm current turned into Profound Qi. Not only did his body not feel fatigued, it felt especially relaxed.

Based on his past experiences, Hun Jingtian knew that he had broken through again. Right now, his Profound Practitioner's cultivation had already reached the top of the first stage, body refining seventh level. If he took another step, he would be able to break through the second level of Foundation building.

The difference was not even a day, yet Hun Jingtian had consecutively broken through two levels. This kind of monstrous speed, was comparable to Hun Jinghun's?

At this moment and at this time, Hun Jingtian simply did not have time to consider this issue. This was because he knew that even if he had broken through, if he could not defeat this enemy in front of him with this one finger attack, then everything would be over. Talking about more things would lose all meaning.

The burning gold finger rushed towards the enemy with the sound of wind and red light.

The distance between the two was very short, only when Hun Jingtian's finger was about to hit the other party did he clearly see the appearance of the enemy.

In that split-second, he felt as if he was overly nervous.

The enemy in front was wearing a set of loose night clothes and a black mask. The eyes of the mask had no openings, so Hun Jingtian could not see the opponent's eyes. Although he could not see her face, Hun Jingtian was certain that the person in front of him was not a good person. That's right, who would dress up like that when the sky was just dark?

Quickly sweeping a glance at the other party's body, Hun Jingtian became suspicious again. He had thought that the attacker would be very tall, so he moved his finger slightly upwards. In order to focus his finger on the other party's throat so that he would lose his ability to resist.

However, the figure of the black-clothed man in front of him was extremely petite. If one were to compare his height with Hun Jingtian, the black-clothed man was at least half a head shorter than him.

Thus, the finger aimed at his throat had now turned into something aimed at the head of the man in black.

"Who cares? As long as we can kill the enemy, it doesn't matter even if we hit that place." Hun Jingtian consoled himself in his heart.

Just at that moment, the burning gold finger was only half a meter away from the black clothed man. At this moment, the man in black made a noise of surprise.

From this voice, Hun Jingtian heard the tone, and the doubt in his heart became more intense than fear. This made Hun Jingtian even more confused.

Everything happened too fast, to the point where Hun Jingtian didn't even know what he was thinking. He only felt that the scene in front of his eyes had suddenly become unreal.

Hun Jingtian didn't know what was going on, but it didn't mean that the black-clothed man who was attacked was also confused.

The black-clothed man never expected that Hun Jingtian would actually attack him so suddenly, and even more so, never expected that Hun Jingtian's attack would actually be so impressive.

In fact, from the very beginning, the man in black had been able to dodge the attack, but in his eyes, the attack was as slow as a snail. What made him hesitate for a moment was the burning gold finger that Hun Jingtian had released.

He was curious. Didn't they say that the people of the Soul Nation only knew how to use soul skills but not Profound Skill? How could this brat in front of him use a burning gold finger?

Forget it, Father said that long ago. The Jin Yu Dynasty is limitless, there are many strange things that happened, enough for me to watch for decades. Regardless of anything else, it was more important to not let this kid continue to go crazy.

When Hun Jingtian's fingertips touched the mask of the mysterious black clothed man, he suddenly moved.

He slowly extended his left hand. There was a glove made of black silk on his left hand. It was impossible to see his skin, but it was clear that his palm was very small.

The small hand suddenly grabbed onto Hun Jingtian's finger at a tricky angle. This was simply unbelievable.

After all, Hun Jingtian's fingers had already touched the mask of the black-clothed man. When the small hand of the black clothed man grabbed onto Hun Jingtian's fingers, Hun Jingtian's fingers actually did not show any signs of advancing.

How was this possible? This should be a dream.

However, all of this was real. If this miracle was true, then there could only be two absurd reasons for inference.

One reason: Hun Jingtian suddenly stopped his attack right when he was about to succeed.

This conclusion could be completely overturned. Because at this moment, Hun Jingtian would definitely not show mercy to an enemy. Even if he showed mercy, once the burning gold finger appeared, he would not rest until he destroyed the target. Hun Jingtian no longer had the ability to stop his attacks.

Reason two: The black-clothed man as well as the extremely fast speed had grabbed onto Hun Jingtian's fingers. The speed was so fast that it gave people the illusion that time had stopped.

If the second reason was true, then the strength of this black-clothed man was truly unfathomable.

In fact, whether one accepts or denies it, the answer in this situation is the second reason.

After the black clothed person caught hold of Hun Jingtian's finger, his palm tightened and the red light that was still twined around Hun Jingtian's finger was crushed into dust.

Hun Jingtian who was originally filled with rushing power felt the rushing force in his body disappear, and he stood firmly on the ground as light as a feather. Before his eyes, the red light that had not completely disappeared was still floating in the air before extinguishing.

Hun Jingtian had already expected that the burning gold finger would be able to resist him. However, he was unable to understand what had just happened.

He opened his mouth wide, not because of the fear that he might die soon, but purely because of shock, just shock.

The black-clothed man's left hand was still holding onto the now weakened Hun Jingtian's finger, while he raised his right hand. Something half a foot long flew towards Hun Jingtian's mouth.

Dagger? Hun Jingtian's brain had already shorted out and he was no longer able to think properly, he did not even have time to close his mouth.

He could only close his eyes and wait for the pain from the dagger piercing his throat.

Soon, an object flew into his mouth. Dead? Pain?

No! The taste buds on his tongue told him that this was the smell of chicken!