Peerless Dual Cultivation: From Fool to Immortal-Chapter 93 – Heart-stopping

A series of lethal moves flowed seamlessly like mercury.

Huang Ye didn't dare to be careless; if these poisoned hidden weapons hit him, he might not even have time to take the antidote.

His ten fingers flickered, unleashing the Six Meridian Divine Sword to counter the hidden weapons from one direction.

He kicked a burly man in the rear, using the force to propel himself in that direction.

"Thud, thud, thud, thud!" The sound echoed as the man in mid-air was pierced by hidden weapons from two other directions, leaving him full of holes.

The burly man died instantly, without even suffering from the poison.

As Huang Ye soared through the air, he flicked his hand, sending two flying forks towards the attackers from two other directions.

The three ambushers were stunned. How did this kid evade such a well-laid trap?

Little did they know, Huang Ye had a magical eye. Before the ambush circle was formed, the entire scene had already been recorded by the System.

It noted how many people there were, their positions, and whether they had noticed him before.

As he entered the ambush circle, the System also helped Huang Ye observe the movements of these people, alerting him to any unusual actions.

Before the three could react, the person in Huang Ye's path suddenly buckled at the knees and fell to the ground with a "thud."

The other two quickly drew their weapons to block Little Huang's Flying Fork.

The attack on the knees was, of course, the Six Meridian Divine Sword, a silent and stealthy method perfect for ambushes.

Huang Ye didn't approach; he lightly tapped the ground with his toes and instantly appeared in front of the second person.

With a swift slap, the person's head spun 720 degrees and fell to the ground with a "thud."

The last person was terrified. This scene was too bizarre; it was supposed to be their assassination, but it seemed like Huang Ye was assassinating them.

After deflecting the hidden weapons, he leaped back, ready to make a strategic retreat.

Unfortunately, while the plan was ideal, reality was harsh.

Barely five zhang away, he saw a shadow flash past him, appearing right in front of him.

It was too late to change direction, and then came a "bang!"

A kick landed on his backside, nearly making him soil himself.

His body flew up with a "whoosh," landing precisely on the first person, leaving both of them dazed and confused.

The entire assassination process ended within three breaths.

The remaining assassins stood dumbfounded in front of the burly man, and when they turned around, their target was already smiling behind them.

"Run! He's no ordinary Martial King," one of the minions shouted.

Just as he started to move, he suddenly felt his body lose control and spun horizontally in the air.

With a "bang," his head collided with a wall, shattering instantly, blood splattering everywhere.

"Still want to run?"

Everyone immediately knelt, shouting, "Spare us, master! Spare us!"

"Shut up and kneel quietly!"

They all fell silent.

Huang Ye glanced around, not approaching the two Martial Kings, but instead heading in another direction.

In an inconspicuous corner sat an old and a young beggar.

"Have you seen enough?"

"Sir, I don't understand what you're saying."

The old beggar opened his misty eyes, staring blankly at Huang Ye.

"Don't hurt my grandpa," the boy stood up, shielding the old man.

The boy was only twelve or thirteen, and though he stood bravely, a hint of cunning flickered in his eyes.

Suddenly, the boy struck, a dagger in his hand stabbing straight at Huang Ye's abdomen.

The dagger's tip glowed a bright blue, and the boy's strike was precise and fierce. Though not as skilled as the three Martial Kings, he was much stronger than the burly man.

Huang Ye believed this stab had been practiced at least a thousand times—simple, straightforward, with no unnecessary movements.

With a "bang," the old beggar also made a move, but he struck not at Huang Ye, but at the boy's back.

The boy's speed increased dramatically, thrusting fiercely towards Huang Ye.

After the old beggar struck, he used the force to dart to the right.

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Without hesitation, he chose to flee. Huang Ye's earlier performance had been too dazzling, stirring an inexplicable fear in him.

He didn't understand how Huang Ye had discovered him. He had merely entertained the thought, and at that moment, Huang Ye had his back turned. He hesitated for a moment, and the opportunity was lost.

After witnessing Huang Ye's formidable strength, he had completely buried the idea of assassination. With his abilities, he couldn't possibly launch a successful sneak attack.

Now that Huang Ye had seen through his disguise, his only chance was to use the boy's assassination to distract Huang Ye, giving himself a chance to escape.

Huang Ye activated his Little Huang Steps, dodging the boy's attack with a "swish" and appearing in front of the old beggar.

With a palm strike, the old beggar was terrified, hurriedly raising his hands to meet it, clutching two palm spikes.

But just as Huang Ye's hand extended halfway, he retracted it, shifted his body, and kicked.

"Crack!" "Ah!" The old beggar flew back, his shin shattered, causing him to sweat profusely from the pain.

"You damn well tricked me!" the old beggar roared in agony.

"Haha, all's fair in war, old man. You play the assassination game; do I need to explain this to you?"

Huang Ye strolled over, glancing at the boy, who was already bleeding from all seven orifices, lying motionless on the ground.

"You've got some nerve, using a child as a shield."

"Are you from the Beggar's Sect?"

"Hmph! Kill me if you must, but the Beggar's Sect will never yield."

"Beggar, my ass! I mention the Beggar's Sect, and you just go along with it."

With that, he stomped on the old beggar's other shin.

"Crack!" "Ah!" The old beggar fainted from the pain.

The kneeling ones were all terrified; this kid was ruthless, one wrong word and it was broken limbs.

"Old bastard, you think I can't disguise myself? I'll deal with you later."

Huang Ye turned to the two Martial Kings still sprawled on the ground.

"Don't tell me you're from the Beggar's Sect too."

"Sir, we wouldn't dare. We're from the Earth Fiend Gang. The boss ordered us to ambush here."

"Seems like you're telling the truth. Are those guys from the Earth Fiend Gang too?" Huang Ye pointed at the kneeling men.

"Yes, they're all from the Earth Fiend Gang."

"You, come here!" Huang Ye pointed at one of them.

The man immediately crawled over on his knees.

"You're not injured, can't you walk?"

"Sir, I'm sorry." With that, he started slapping himself.

"Enough, stop slapping, it's noisy, you know?"

"Yes, yes, I know!" The man immediately stopped his self-punishment.

"Damn, you do know. Are you a transmigrator too?"

The man was stunned. Which city was Transmigration? He had no impression, but he quickly tried to cozy up.

"Sir, you're right. I'm from Transmigration City too, came over a couple of years ago. Are you from Transmigration City as well?"

"You're an idiot." Huang Ye slapped him.

The man covered his face in grievance, looking at Huang Ye in confusion. Why was a fellow hitting a fellow?

"Now hurry to your Earth Fiend Gang and call your boss over. Don't think about running."

"Plenty of people here know you."

"Sir, I'll go right away. Rest assured, I'll deliver the message."

"Get lost!" The man scurried away.

Not long after, a commotion arose, and a squad of guards quickly approached.

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"Hey, shopkeeper inside, give me that chair."

A shopkeeper immediately opened the door, handed out a chair, but didn't show himself, only extending an arm.

Huang Ye took the chair and sat down steadily.

"Who dares to kill in the street? Surround them!"

A dozen guards immediately formed a fan-shaped formation, encircling the scene.