Cultivators Are So Weak in This World-Chapter 159 - 149 It Is 上

The night wind was chilly, rustling the clothing of the corpses on the ground.

Zhang Rongfang and Cyan Horn stood facing each other, accompanied by a group of elite experts brought by the Sea Dragon.

These people were no ordinary folk!

The weakest among them was even at the Third Grade, and the strongest at the Seventh Grade, but under Zhang Rongfang’s hand, they were like ordinary people, not able to withstand even a single encounter.

Such prowess...

Such martial arts!

"You...! Such a venomous hand, such a ruthless heart!" Cyan Horn’s hatred had never been so intense before.

In so many years, it was the first time he felt such a strong murderous intent towards someone.

"We have always stood on opposing sides, why bother saying such childish words?" Zhang Rongfang flicked off the blood from his hand and turned to face his opponent.

"I’ve always been curious, haven’t you heard of my achievements in Tan Yang? Why are you still so confident?"

Cyan Horn was at a loss for words. Who would have thought that a guy who barely managed to kill the severely injured Snake King would have such monstrous strength?

Moreover, the Golden Roc Secret Record is known for its direct attacks, with exceptional linear speed and power, but he had never heard of anyone being this skilled at dodging and evading in tight spaces.

Unless this guy wasn’t using the Golden Roc Secret Record at all!

"At this point, there’s no meaning in negotiations anymore. Between the two of us, only one will live today."

Cyan Horn took a deep breath, quickly calming his previously stirred qi and blood.

Facing this person might be the strongest opponent he had ever encountered in his life.

He had to cast everything aside, focusing all his attention to handle any changes.

Otherwise, this day next year would be his death anniversary!

"Well said, so do you think you have hope to defeat me?" Zhang Rongfang laughed.

"Your body technique is indeed fast, but the Golden Roc Secret Record is equally fast. Don’t you think there’s no counter in the world?" Cyan Horn replied coldly.

With a swish, he tore off his cloak, revealing a strong body clad in a white leather armored vest underneath.

He raised his hands suddenly, joining them in front of him.

Pfft.

His ten fingers quickly crossed over each other, tapping lightning-fast on the wrists and backs of his own hands. In an instant, over a dozen taps were completed.

"The Sandalwood Emerald Mist Palm I practice is a Western Sect martial art specifically designed to counter those with extremely fast body techniques!"

Before his words finished, Zhang Rongfang’s figure had already disappeared from his sight.

The opponent had vanished into the shadows while he was speaking, disappearing without a trace.

At this moment, the moonlight was dim and hazy, the breeze was gentle, and the light was faint, making it impossible to track the opponent’s figure.

Cyan Horn abruptly closed his eyes, relying solely on his hearing.

Silence and serenity.

A chilling atmosphere enveloped the surroundings, with not a sound to be heard.

He knew that with the opponent’s body technique speed, he couldn’t keep up. The only thing he could do was to remain unchanged to adapt to the ever-changing situation!

At the very least, the different radii of the circle determined that within his reach, his response speed would not be slower than the opponent’s!

Pfft.

Suddenly, an extremely subtle sound came from the right side.

Cyan Horn abruptly opened his eyes, completing the final acupoint tap in an instant with both hands.

All his muscles quickly contracted and pressed, like a spring being forcibly compressed and shrunk.

"Extreme State!"

"Silent Guanyin!!"

Buzz!!

In an instant, he exhaled a thick breath from his nose and mouth, all his muscles suddenly swelling and exploding.

Using the explosive power of that moment, he crossed his arms, aiming to slice Zhang Rongfang with scissor-like force.

The speed was beyond the Ninth Grade realm, even Zhang Rongfang hadn’t expected it.

Yet, his heart was filled with joy.

He immediately unleashed the Limit-Breaking Skill, Shrinking Step, simultaneously exploding.

Under the Eagle Claw Skill, his jade-like claw harshly struck the center of Cyan Horn’s arms.

Boom!!!

The two collided with full force in an instant.

A cold, furious Cyan Horn.

A blissful Zhang Rongfang.

Two pairs of eyes with completely different expressions faced each other, both seeing the same emotion in the other’s eyes.

That was the intent to kill.

The event of today would not end until one was dead!

Perhaps half a second, perhaps just a fleeting moment.

As the Buddha says: A snap of a finger is ten instants.

In a blink, they exchanged dozens of moves, their four arms colliding like phantoms.

Amidst the dull thuds, sleeves and robes shred into fragments, splattering like flying stones.

In the Extreme State, Cyan Horn’s speed and strength were several times stronger than usual.

He fought hard, forcing Zhang Rongfang to frequently use the Limit-Breaking Skill to contend.

It was only that his bizarre body technique, one of the types Cyan Horn had never seen before, temporarily gave him an opening due to lack of adaptation.

But such openings were rapidly vanishing with familiarity.

Boom!

In the instant, Cyan Horn heavily struck Zhang Rongfang’s forearm, deflecting him, then pushed forward, hitting his chest and abdomen.

But the feeling from this hit gave him an uneasy sense.

His palm felt like it struck an incredibly smooth, slippery fish scale, most of the force sliding off the side.

’Not good!’ This single misjudgment caused his fully-powered palm to sway slightly forward due to inertia.

Just a tenth of a second’s sway and shake, but in an expert’s eyes, it was a fatal flaw.

Zhang Rongfang smiled slightly, his Eagle Claw slicing through the air, whistling as it sharply struck Cyan Horn’s exposed waist.

A stab, a grab, a pull!

The high-quality leather armor was forcibly torn open, leaving a bloody hole.

Cyan Horn’s elbow struck to the side, performing a reverse wave move to create distance.

Step step step.

He retreated three steps before steadying himself, covering his left side waist. Blood was gushing out from there.

If not for the armor’s protection, due to the flaw just now, his internal organs would have been grabbed out, instantly killing him.

"Precious armor... you actually have such precious armor!?" Cyan Horn’s expression turned extremely ugly.

Armor worthy of being called a treasure had incredibly strong defensive capabilities, even in Ninth-Grade combat. This tier of inner armor played a major role.

Just like before, if not for the armor dispersing the force, causing him to lose balance, he wouldn’t have revealed a flaw.

"You..." He opened his mouth to speak, but his vision blurred as Zhang Rongfang charged forward again, not giving him a moment to breathe.

The two of them fought with full force, stomping through puddles, splashing out large amounts of muddy water.

Originally, Cyan Horn should have gradually gained the upper hand in the Extreme State, but now he weakened due to the blood hole in his side.

Although he had timely applied acupressure to stop the bleeding, acupressure was only a temporary fix, halting the blood flow only under normal conditions.

In this intense confrontation, with fierce movements,

The acupressure method proved ineffective in stopping the blood.

Blood once again broke through the sealed veins, gushing out, staining Cyan Horn’s left pants leg red.

His attacks became slower, his strength weaker.

Finally, after crashing heavily into Zhang Rongfang once again, he flung out a handful of sand-like substance.

With a puff.

A large amount of sand rained down upon Zhang Rongfang, who ducked and shrank his body to avoid most of it.

However, the outer side of his arm, which he didn’t manage to evade, was still hit, giving a hot, itchy pain.

"Poison?" Zhang Rongfang quickly took several types of Antitoxic Pills from his waist pouch, chewing and swallowing them.

At this moment, looking across, Cyan Horn had already turned and run over ten meters away, almost disappearing into the night.

Zhang Rongfang smiled faintly.

Injured, already not as fast as me, and yet trying to escape?

With a push of his foot, he swiftly pursued.

The distance between them rapidly closed.

Suddenly, Cyan Horn paused, retreated, spun around, his right arm twirling like a top, delivering a sweeping palm strike backward.

This palm strike was extremely unexpected.

The halt followed by retreat added to the relative speed of their approach.

The sudden change in speed caught Zhang Rongfang off guard, causing him to misjudge.

Then, with the aid of rotational force, the right arm exploded with full power.

This was a premeditated calculation!

Unfortunately.

Bang!

Zhang Rongfang raised his hand to block the palm forcefully; however, Cyan Horn’s strength had already weakened by at least thirty percent from the beginning.

Even under normal conditions, he could have blocked it.

But because it was a bit hasty, he hadn’t mustered enough force in his palm, and thus was slightly at a disadvantage, being knocked back two steps.

And this was the only effect of Cyan Horn’s last strike.

"Goodbye." Without hesitation, Zhang Rongfang reached with an Eagle Claw toward Cyan Horn’s abdomen.

"How dare you!!" Suddenly, a dart shot straight toward Zhang Rongfang’s back.

Along with a loud shout.

Yet Zhang Rongfang ignored it, thrusting directly into Cyan Horn’s abdomen.

The Eagle Claw pierced through the armor and skin, forcibly tearing the contracting muscle layer that attempted to dodge, gouging out a large chunk of flesh.

The flesh, along with the skin membrane and meridians, was ripped off alive.

Rip!

Zhang Rongfang and Cyan Horn passed by each other.

He stood upright, turned his head back, and smiled.

"Why shouldn’t I dare?"

At this moment, the dart just fell from his back.

It only penetrated his outer robe, then was blocked by the scale-armor, sliding off.

At such a distance, as long as it wasn’t aimed at the head or limbs, Zhang Rongfang could afford to ignore it.

After experiencing the protection of the scale-armor, he realized why the Celestial Maiden Tong Zhang left it for him.

With this item, he could even increase his overall strength by several percents in unexpected situations.

Thud.

Cyan Horn collapsed to one knee on the ground.

A large amount of blood gushed from his waist and abdomen, unstoppable.

Two-thirds of his waist and abdomen were torn open, with his internal organs almost visible.

The arteries were ravaged, adding to the full-force strike just now.

The rapid circulation of Qi and Blood caused the blood to flow even faster.

By now, he was beginning to fade out of the Extreme State.

Sweat dripped from his forehead and sides of his face, down his chin, into the black earth below.

"Does it feel a bit numb and itchy?" Zhang Rongfang lifted his hand with a smile, the nails of his fingers glimmering faintly purple under the moonlight.

"If not for your armor blocking so much, scraping off much of the poison, the effect might have been even better."

The Golden Wing Pavilion never lacked various poisons and hidden weapons for assassination.

It’s just that Zhang Rongfang hadn’t liked dabbling in them before.

But now, in a life-and-death battle, he naturally employed every possible means.

After multiple Limit-Breaking enhancements, his Eagle Claws were as hard as steel, with nails slightly sharp, allowing poisons to be applied within without affecting daily life.

So he found several special venoms that dissolve only upon contact with blood, hidden within his nails.

He hadn’t expected them to finally be effective now.

It seems that without a sufficient dose, poisoning a Ninth-Grade Expert is indeed very difficult.

Cyan Horn knelt on the ground, drenched in sweat, already on his last legs.

But soon, another person rushed from behind him.

It was Huang Yixi, having returned.

When he arrived in the city and realized he had been tricked, discovering that someone from the Golden Wing Pavilion had stolen their Huang family signal flare and deliberately released it,

He knew something was wrong and hastily led his team back.

The others were too slow, so he rushed back alone at full speed.

The Huang family, like the Golden Wing Pavilion, was also known for their speed of movement.

As a Ninth-Grade Expert, his body technique naturally far surpassed others.

As he hurried back, seeing from afar how Cyan Horn was being overwhelmed, he unleashed a dart with full power, attempting to relieve the siege by distracting Zhang Rongfang.

But... it was too late.

Huang Yixi quickly rushed to Cyan Horn’s side, glancing at his injuries with his peripheral vision.

Seeing that Cyan Horn’s complexion was abnormal, he hastily took out detoxifying medicine from his essential waist pouch.

Suddenly, he flashed to the left.

Avoiding an incoming Eagle Claw.