King of Assassins-Chapter 62: 5 Elements and 12 Methods

The group of people with An Hu all come from good families. In the circle of Mingjing City, they always relied on their family power and never suffered any losses.

Today, they followed An Hu over to see how he would bully others.

They never expected a wild kid from the mountains to dare to confront An Hu. Even more so, they never expected Gao Xuan to provoke all of them.

It’s not that they were inexperienced; it’s that everyone in the super urban circles is used to following the order.

Those who don’t follow the order find it hard to survive in the city. The wild and untamed folks can only live on the outskirts like the Ninth and Tenth Rings.

The Alliance claims everyone is equal. But everyone knows that from parental genetic pairing, people are already divided into many levels.

The privileged class naturally enjoys the best resources. They naturally stand at the top. They naturally look down on the lower classes.

A young man with a face tattooed black and red like a ghost is named Xu Feng, known in the circle for his fiery temperament and eccentric personality.

Xu Feng couldn’t stand being looked down upon, often causing trouble because of it. Initially, he was a bit afraid, but after a few incidents were handled easily by his family, he became more reckless.

He used to be quite handsome and was often mocked by friends. That’s why he tattooed the Hundred Ghosts Painting on his face to stand out.

Anyway, with today’s advanced medical technology, it’s easy to change one’s face if dissatisfied.

Moreover, the Hundred Ghosts Painting is not just flashy. The tattoo, using special dyes and techniques, can release a spiritual deterrence when activated by Source Power.

After Xu Feng tattooed the Hundred Ghosts on his face, the impression of him among his peers greatly changed.

This time he came with An Hu, partly to show off.

In the end, he was startled by Gao Xuan’s ominous words, and upon realizing it, Xu Feng was immediately unwilling to back down.

Gao Xuan knew that these aristocratic youngsters would not retreat easily, so he used Spiritual Power to intimidate them, hoping they would leave voluntarily. Anything could be discussed next time.

Xu Feng suddenly jumping out also had something to do with his tattoo, which followed the Witchcraft path, an ancient tradition with its unique aspects.

It allowed Xu Feng to react swiftly and resist fiercely.

Xu Feng’s voice raised too much, potentially alarming Yun Qingshang inside.

"You’re being too loud, show some consideration."

As Gao Xuan spoke, he took a step forward to Xu Feng, pressed his left hand on Xu Feng’s side face, and smashed him into the wall.

Gao Xuan moved extremely fast, especially in his advance, which was quick and fluid. Before Xu Feng realized it, his head was already intimately in contact with the marble-tiled wall.

With a dull thud, Xu Feng’s head dented the marble tile with many cracks, and blood splattered from his head.

Xu Feng couldn’t react at all; his eyes rolled, and he fainted against the wall.

No one expected Gao Xuan to make a move, and with such brutal ferocity.

An Hu and the others were startled, instinctively stepping back. The bodyguards behind them tensed up, with some reaching for their guns.

The bodyguards were cautious since the corridor was narrow, with many people around, and Gao Xuan was fast, so no one dared to draw their guns recklessly.

After backing up a few steps, An Hu, with a look of disbelief, glanced at Gao Xuan, then at the unconscious Xu Feng on the floor.

He thought for a moment and then laughed: "Kid, do you know who he is?"

Another young man sneered, "He’s called Xu Feng, and his dad is Xu An from the Wanbao Consortium."

Gao Xuan looked indifferent: "Why don’t you introduce how his mom looks?"

Another youth disdainfully said, "You’re not just blind, but also deaf and dumb, don’t even know the Wanbao Group."

An Hu sympathetically said, "I originally just wanted to beat you to relieve some stress and let it go. Now you’ve hurt Xu Feng; your life isn’t enough to compensate."

Gao Xuan pointed to the elevator: "Done talking? Get out with your people."

An Hu laughed instead: "You injured our Xu Feng, and you think you can just walk away? Dreaming beautifully just like that pretty face of yours!"

"So, you’re being disobedient, huh?"

Gao Xuan shook his head and said, "I don’t want to be your daddy; you insist on sending your mom to the door; what can I do?"

Upon hearing the wrong tone in Gao Xuan’s words, the bodyguards behind became a bit nervous; two tall ones rushed to the front, pulling out their guns to aim at Gao Xuan.

Gao Xuan was even faster; just as the left-side bodyguard raised his hand, Gao Xuan rushed into his arms with shoulders, elbows, hips, knees, and back exerting force simultaneously, precisely from the Five Elements Twelve Techniques known as Bear Leaning Tree.

This pressing technique is a close combat skill, using full body force to unbalance the opponent, different from the pure fierce shove of the Baji Fist’s Tie Shan.

In the Star River Era, humans mastered Source Power and invented Exoskeleton Armor and Biochemical Battle Armor, witnessing a boom in close combat techniques.

Gao Xuan rarely resorts to physical brawling; after all, fists are no match for weapons. But as an assassin, sometimes there’s no choice. He is also a Grandmaster-level expert in punching and kicking techniques.

He excels in the Five Elements Twelve Techniques, a martial art he learned at the training base.

It’s a fact that the human body form is fixed. No matter the transformation, moves are limited. Introducing Source Power as a variable allows for nearly limitless variations.

Even a Martial Arts Grandmaster dares not claim mastery of all techniques’ variations.

At the end of the last era, the Sages of the Mo Sect were almost extinct. Gao Xuan also gained the highest authority of the Heart of Numbers.

Nuwa used three thousand years of accumulated combat data from the Heart of Data to help Gao Xuan deduce the Aurora Sword and the Five Elements Twelve Techniques.

Combined with Gao Xuan’s century of honed experience, he nearly perfected the two Secret Techniques.

Of course, they are only nearly perfect.

The Heart of Numbers cannot harness Source Power; it can only comprehend Source Power through simulated calculations. This always falls short.

Thus, the two Secret Techniques remain theoretically perfect.

Due to the time constraints, Gao Xuan didn’t have the chance to truly master the two Secret Techniques. Moreover, he couldn’t redo the mistakes from his previous cultivation path.

Reborn, Gao Xuan found himself at the golden age of 18, laying the foundation for all his cultivation. This gave him the opportunity to relearn the two Secret Techniques.

The core of these two Secret Techniques was undoubtedly the Aurora Sword. The Five Elements Twelve Techniques was just a notch lower. Nevertheless, Five Elements Twelve Techniques was the pinnacle of human fist techniques. There was no counterpart.

Gao Xuan never used the Five Elements Twelve Techniques against anyone, simply because against a bunch of weaklings, there was no need for deliberate fist techniques.

Today, the crowd was too large and the space limited; he couldn’t use a sword nor create too much commotion. A quick battle was necessary.

Only then did Gao Xuan employ the Five Elements Twelve Techniques, starting with the Bear Leaning Tree move among the Twelve Techniques.

The Bear Leaning Tree wasn’t about knocking the tree down but scraping the pine resin off the tree.

The key to this technique wasn’t the sheer power but the rapid scraping motion.

Gao Xuan’s sudden and concealed exertion made the bodyguard holding the gun lose his balance almost instantly. With a backward flick of his hand, his fingers swept right across the opponent’s nether region.

This is a vital point for the human body and extremely dangerous for men. This area is filled with nerves and two fragile external organs.

Even a stone would be shattered by Gao Xuan’s seemingly effortless swipe, let alone a man’s fragile weakness.

The gun-wielding bodyguard immediately experienced eggshell fracture pain, causing him to stumble backward in agony. Already huddled with others, his sudden movement covered those behind him.

He let out a scream in mid-air and instantly fell unconscious.

On the other side, another bodyguard reacted quickly, hurriedly shifting his gun’s aim. However, Gao Xuan, capitalizing on his backward momentum, spun swiftly, his long leg sweeping like a heavy axe, hitting the neck of the other bodyguard.

This kick was extremely fierce, causing the bodyguard’s neck to twist and him to faint immediately.

After succeeding with two consecutive strikes, Gao Xuan didn’t stop. Instead, he charged straight into the crowd.

The two youth who had come to watch the excitement with Xu An felt flustered seeing Gao Xuan rush over and wanted to retreat.

It wasn’t because they were cowardly; Gao Xuan’s pounce was as intimidating as a fierce tiger, scaring them to the point they didn’t dare make a move.

The bodyguards hiding behind had drawn their guns, but Gao Xuan moved so quickly, and they were so close that none dared to fire.

Gao Xuan didn’t give them time to ponder; as soon as he approached, he shot forth his fist like consecutive cannon blasts. His rapid fists were both fierce and intense.

Especially the change in fist power through a penetrating impact; a single punch thundered like a heavy cannon, emitting a low, sharp boom.

A youth frantically defending himself had his defenses pierced by Gao Xuan’s fist, hitting his chest directly.

The youth was blown away immediately, his heart seemingly exploded. His vision darkened, and he fainted mid-air.

Not only did this youth fall, but his three companions around him were also knocked down by Gao Feng’s rapid punches in an instant.

The Five Elements Twelve Techniques, this move is the Cannon Fist among the Five Elements.

Fists strike like artillery, employing the modern cannon storm technique; the fist techniques are both fast and fierce.

In the blink of an eye, Gao Xuan had reached in front of An Hu.

An Hu’s eyes were filled with shock; he had witnessed Gao Xuan’s swordsmanship and had already tried his best to overestimate Gao Xuan.

He feared that Gao Xuan might draw his sword recklessly in rebellion, so he specifically brought a group of armed bodyguards to control the situation.

But he never expected Gao Xuan’s fist techniques to be so formidable.

In just one encounter, half of their men were already down. None of the bodyguards had a chance to strike.

An Hu, being an excellent swordsman, was surprised but stayed calm. First, he thought Gao Xuan dared not kill them. Second, he only needed to block one or two moves, and the bodyguards behind would have a chance to open fire.

Gao Xuan might not dare to kill them, but An Hu dared to kill Gao Xuan.

If these commoners were killed, so be it. Even if legal proceedings were initiated, there would be bodyguards to take the fall.

Moreover, the consortium’s legal department wasn’t idle. After dragging out court cases for a year or so, the matter would fizzle out.

An Hu positioned his palm like a sword, adopting a Cross Sword Formation defensive stance. No matter how good the opponent’s fist techniques were, as long as he defended carefully, he could hold out for a few moves.

An Hu thought as much, but as soon as he made a move, he realized he was wrong.

Gao Xuan’s punch came like a giant cannon blast, the fierce and rapid fist force compelled An Hu to cross his arms in defense.

With a bang, An Hu felt as if both arms broke, pain numbed his entire body, and he lost all sensation.

Gao Xuan’s punch didn’t stop; his fist slightly contracted and then struck again.

This punch slipped through the gap in An Hu’s crossed hands, hitting directly under his chin.

An Hu was lifted over two feet in the air by the impact, his jaw deformed and twisted on sight, clearly shattered.

In mid-air, he spat out a large spray of blood, his teeth scattering and dancing in the air.

With An Hu dealt with, only the four bodyguards at the back remained.

The four bodyguards had all drawn their guns, seeing that there was no more obstruction, their eyes turned fierce as they prepared to fire.

There was no choice; Gao Xuan’s fist techniques were too strong. If he got close, they would have no chance.

In such a situation, it was better to risk shooting. At this close range, with this angle, these professional bodyguards were confident they wouldn’t hit anyone else.

Gao Xuan was three and a half meters away from the bodyguards; even at his speed, he needed a step to get close.

This single step gave them enough time to shoot.

The bodyguards aimed their guns at Gao Xuan simultaneously, ready to pull the trigger without hesitation.