Cosmic Demon

Chapter 272 Psionic Assassin, Turtle Tactics!

Qin Shi never expected that he would see Fu Lei, an instructor from the Yellow Springs Training Camp, on the outermost edge of the polluted area.

The other party looked as if it had been struck by lightning; its mortal body was charred black, resembling a withered tree, and its life force was extremely weak, as if it would be extinguished by a gust of wind.

"Is there any more energy fluid?"

Qin Shi looked at Long Qiuyuan and acted as a freeloader with a clear conscience.

The latter's lips twitched; being used as a backup energy source was a truly unpleasant feeling.

He's inexplicably like a repressed turtle man, willingly handing over his salary in hopes of receiving something in return.

"Okay, boss."

Long Qiuyuan was unhappy, but his hands moved quickly as he took out several cans of energy liquid from his tactical backpack.

Just like watering a sapling, Qin Shi pried open Fu Lei's mouth and poured the energy liquid in.

Those who advance to the professional level in martial arts will all have a high purity of life force.

Unless it's a fatal injury like a punctured heart or a shattered skull, recovery can be rapid with nutritional support and medical intervention.

The energy liquid flowed into Fu Lei's body like sweet rain, allowing him to activate the Burning Body Technique and instantly nourish his parched mortal body that had been squeezing out its life potential.

"You kid..."

Fu Lei looked at that young face, a slight smile curving his lips.

"This has made the Yellow Springs Training Camp look good."

Qin Shi maintained the humble attitude of a new recruit and said softly:

"Thanks to the instructor's guidance."

Even with only a breath left, having just gone from "crash" to "standby," Fu Lei maintained a nonchalant attitude:

"Bullshit! If I could have raised a monster like you, the White Poplar Fortress would have already breached the contaminated zone and pushed the western front to our homeland!"

Qin Shi smiled slightly. After this exploration mission, his identity could no longer be hidden.

At least the high-ranking officials in Baiyang Fortress, and even the commanders on the western front, would know about it.

"Instructor, I'm a soldier you trained anyway."

Qin Shi reached out to help Fu Lei up, then said to Long Qiuyuan and Ye Xiaotang:

“Play a role. You can’t just take Yinghuang’s salary for nothing.”

Behemoth had Fu Lei deal with it, but the creatures under his control still existed.

"Small idea!"

Long Qiuyuan drew her twin swords. After cheering and applauding all along, she had kept a low profile for so long, and now it was finally her turn to show off her skills.

It immediately displayed its full glory, with its vitality bursting forth!
Long Qiuyuan's twin swords moved swiftly, like silver lights dancing wildly, or like ribbons of light drifting by.

In less than a few seconds, the creatures summoned by Behelet were routed and scattered, leaving no survivors.

"Tell your captain to calm down and stop chasing after him and hacking at him."

While treating Fu Lei's injuries, Qin Shi also gave Ye Xiaotang some instructions.

Unexpectedly, Ryuki Akimoto turned out to be a "female berserker," addicted to slaying monsters and relentlessly hunting down her familiar creatures.

"That's just her personality, Captain. Once her Divine Might ability is activated, it will mark a 'vital point' above the enemy's head."

The team leader has obsessive-compulsive disorder; he has to get rid of those constantly appearing red dots, otherwise he feels extremely uncomfortable.

Ye Xiaotang shrugged helplessly, clearly used to Long Qiuyuan's "crazy" behavior.

"Are you really that young prodigy from Hengzhou?"

Fu Lei asked weakly.

He stared at Qin Shi, and the more he looked, the more he felt that this kid had an unusual background and a mysterious air about him.

"Instructor, is this important?"

Qin Shi shrugged. Like an ancient martial artist passing on his skills, he placed his palm against Fu Lei's back and, by controlling the release of life force, gradually injected highly pure energy factors.

“That’s right. No matter what you’re called, once you’re in Baiyang Fortress City, you’re a soldier of Baiyang.”

Fu Lei lowered his head and smiled, then said:
"You've been targeted by the cultists in the contaminated area. Be careful from now on."

They're no different from hyenas; they have an immense passion for the targets on the 'hunting list.'

Qin Shi remained calm, a hint of anticipation even in his eyes, and simply uttered four words:

"Welcome, welcome, and send off."

Fu Lei was stunned, then burst into laughter.

This kid really stopped pretending; with a casual remark, his strength was unmistakable.

He is quite similar to the top generals that Fu Lei has met in the past. It is not that he looks down on anyone, but that he treats everyone equally and does not take anyone seriously.

"Instructor, how did you get injured?"

Qin asked.

He discovered that Fu Lei's injuries were not caused by external force.

"I happened to run into a corrupted cultist who had embraced chaos, and I played with him for a while. That guy was good at 'twisting' and also had the ability to 'split,' so he was quite troublesome."

Fu Lei, like a survivor who had hit the jackpot, only felt a slight dirt on the hem of his clothes after crawling back from the brink of death.

“I used Commander Han’s ‘Complete Burning Technique’ to open up his sea of ​​consciousness, trapping his mental body, and then pushed my life force to the limit to trigger an ‘explosion’, wiping out that bastard in one fell swoop.”

Upon hearing this, Qin Shi gave a thumbs up, acknowledging Instructor Fu's decisiveness and resoluteness.

The path to becoming a professional in martial arts involves upgrading one's field, constantly refining one's will, and strengthening one's characteristics.

The psychic path is different. They advance to a professional level, their sacred embryo is fully formed, and they ignite the fire of their spirit. They can draw energy from infinite dimensions to form their own "spells".

Therefore, when martial arts and spiritual energy clash and the combat power of both sides is not much different, the former must fight quickly and kill the opponent with one blow.

Otherwise, it is easy to fall into a disadvantageous position and be trapped in a dangerous situation of being constantly worn down and pulled to death.

A response like Fu Lei's, which involves putting all his eggs in one basket and risking his life, is actually simple and effective.

"I've dealt with plenty of bastards. You can attend their tactics classes when you have time; the techniques they teach are very practical."

Fu Lei sat on the ground, feeling a sharp pain in every part of his body as he moved; the price of dealing with Beheilite was heavy.

"With your adventurous and aggressive style of play, you should at least learn the 'Complete Burning Technique'."

The instructor from the Yellow Springs Training Camp glanced sideways at Qin Shi and said:

"With your abilities, you are absolutely capable of becoming a psionic assassin."

Qin Shi nodded. The "Complete Burning Technique" was a defensive tactic created by Han Qingyu, the commander of the Sixth Battle Group, and it was almost becoming a "required course" for the Southwest Alliance.

Wu Yong, a scout from the 7th Battle Group's Wind Scythe Sequence Army, had previously demonstrated this, but his opponent's training was rudimentary and lacked refinement, so he failed to reveal its true power.

If Qin Shi had mastered the "Complete Burning Technique" when facing the Spider Priest Nathan, the battle wouldn't have been so "difficult," and he wouldn't have had to endure the pain of being pierced by ten thousand arrows.

"Can you just tell me your true strength? How many points of vitality do you have left?"

Fu Lei couldn't contain his curiosity. Qin Shi had been under his nose for so long, yet he hadn't revealed a single flaw.

Since the opponent escaped unscathed from the Spider's lair, it means that their vitality has definitely broken through the 100-point mark and entered the professional level.

"Instructor, geniuses are not bound by common sense. Before I even reached 100 points, I could already beat a professional-level ninth dan with one hand."

Qin Shi spoke in a nonchalant tone, as if he were talking about something trivial.

This confidence made Fu Lei's face twitch, his features cracked like porcelain, and he instantly winced in pain.

"You kid..."

Fu Lei regretted it deeply; he should have pushed Qin Shi to a much higher intensity when Qin Shi first entered the Yellow Springs Training Camp.

The two chatted and treated their injuries. After about twenty minutes, Fu Lei was able to stand up and barely regain his mobility.

However, its body was still charred black, like charcoal in a furnace. Standing in the gloomy, polluted area, it acted as a natural "camouflage," making it difficult for people to spot it at first glance.

"What happened to your team leader? Where did he go?"

Qin Shi glanced sideways at Ye Xiaotang.

The latter quickly activated the mental link to call Long Qiuyuan, but it was like a disconnected connection; there was no response. "Hmm?"

Qin Shi frowned, sensing something was wrong. A subtle ripple spread through his mind, and his mental power seemed to be activated, causing him to look towards a certain place.

The unstable spatial structure is cracked and broken, as if painted with the color of nothingness, within which human figures emerge.

He had long, messy hair that looked like it hadn't been washed for days; it was matted and tangled, and his tattered robes barely covered his body.

He was emaciated, with cloudy eyes, looking like a frail old man in his twilight years.

Qin Shi, however, did not think so. He activated the [Insight] achievement, and an extremely high level of threat immediately appeared.

The opponent was surrounded by a dense aura of darkness, surging like a tide, almost tangible.

The old man raised his hand and, as if picking up a chick, grabbed Long Qiuyuan's long neck, his voice weak and feeble:

"Are you looking for this little girl? I just wanted to ask for directions, but she wasn't very cooperative."

Professional-level 5th Dan? 4th Dan?

Qin Shi's pupils constricted, unsure of the old man's true combat strength.

The other party was like a bottomless black hole, swallowing the energy factors that seeped in from the Netherworld.

"A truly rare genius."

The old man casually tossed Long Qiuyuan aside, showing some disgust, like someone who prefers sweet food eating savory tofu pudding.

"This girl is boring. She's too old, has low potential, and a bleak future. You're different. You're fresh and tender."

Qin Shi trembled all over, his body felt as if it had been stimulated, and he subconsciously tightened his pores.

Old Deng's gaze was almost tangible, carrying a chilling, eerie feeling as if a long, cold snake were crawling across him.

"Old man, watch out or you'll break your own teeth."

Qin Shi's eyes were cold as he gripped the perfect-grade electric shock saber, his mind extremely focused.

"This young man has little ability but a big mouth."

The old man opened his mouth and smiled, revealing a mouthful of rotten teeth, and his frail body took a few steps.

"Be careful……"

Fu Lei sensed something was wrong and tried to warn them, but his voice was drowned out by a thunderous roar.

A large pit appeared where the old man stood, and thick, long spiderweb-like cracks appeared all around him.

He traversed a distance of over a thousand meters in a single step, his withered and aged body rolling like thunder, tearing through the air, and landing beside Qin Shi.

The claw-like hand pressed down on the latter's shoulder, containing a subtle and exquisite grappling technique.

"Such fast movement speed!"

Qin Shi did not use his naked eye to detect him; he possessed a life magnetic field, and as soon as Lao Deng entered the coverage area, he would be immediately discovered.

So he anticipated this and his upright figure seemed to vanish into thin air, leaving the old man with nothing to grab.

Qin Shi dodged to the side, then rubbed his perfect-grade electric shock saber against the black sheath, as if wielding thunder, and swung it to kill!

Driven by immense life force, the power of thunder surged and spread across the sky and earth!
The old man had not expected Qin Shi to react so quickly, and immediately took the hit of Qin Shi's sword strike!
Bang!

It was like a hammer hitting a copper wall, sending out a string of sparks.

The old man was not cut in two with a single stroke, his flesh and blood flying everywhere. Instead, he was struck as if by a heavy blow and sent flying backward!

"Young man, you've got some strength!"

A gruesome gash appeared on the old man's forehead and abdomen, several centimeters deep, but no blood flowed out, and no internal organs fell out.

Only the thick, muddy black mist surged, rapidly healing the wounds.

"That old Deng! Just like me, he crosses two routes!"

Qin Shi felt a jolt in his heart, realizing that he had encountered a formidable enemy.

It's important to know that the Perfect-grade Shock Saber is a "special weapon" blessed by the Pillar-grade.

Currently, characters capable of withstanding a single blow are extremely rare.

"Young man, your knife skills are fierce, but this old man is still in good health!"

The old man laughed heartily, and his withered, frail body suddenly swelled up, becoming strong and robust.

It seems that by absorbing the powerful force of Qin Shi's sword strike, the wrinkles on his face have diminished.

"Rengar!"

Fu Lei reminded him.

"Qin kid, this guy is one of the oldest cultists in the contaminated zone. He was formerly a warrior, then joined Chaos, and now specializes in 'planetary battle body,' taking the path of physical cultivation!"

Qin Shi suddenly realized why his mortal body was so tough; he was actually a master of external martial arts at the level of a general.

"He traversed two paths, opened up the sea of ​​consciousness, bestowed blessings from chaos, and granted the characteristic of 'immovable momentum'."

Any blow inflicted upon him can be transformed into his own 'momentum,' and layered with the armor of his battle body! The more he's hit, the tougher he gets—a true old turtle!

Qin Shi raised an eyebrow and nodded in agreement.

The phrase "old bastard" is so fitting!

"What you're saying isn't very pleasant to hear."

The old man, who had been given the name "Reingar" by Chaos, picked at his ear, and the terrifying wound that had almost severed his mortal body finally healed completely.

His gaze shifted and landed on Fu Lei, his spirit instantly solidifying like a heavy hammer blow!

puff!
Fu Lei, who had just started to improve, suddenly plummeted like a kite with a broken string, soaring high into the air before crashing down again.

"Young people don't know how to respect their elders. When I was serving in the military, you were still peeing and playing in the mud."

Rengar laughed, his yellow teeth, aged face, and decaying aura making him look like a thousand-year-old zombie crawling out of a coffin, sending chills down one's spine.

"This guy isn't much better; he's old and frail, nowhere near as good as you."

It's rare to meet a young man who's on the same path as me, and he's so young, it's truly enviable.

If the old man had been as vibrant and promising as you back then, why would he have succumbed to chaos and become a lackey?

Qin Shi said calmly:
"Practice cooking more, old man. It's no wonder people laugh at you for acting like a complaining woman at your age."

His few words were far more aggressive than Fu Lei's "old bastard," instantly turning Rengar's face grim.

"How could you understand the torment of being worn down by time and unable to make any progress! Even a peerless hero like the Ninth Marshal could not withstand the erosion of time!"

Rengar seemed to be getting impatient, his wrinkles crinkling up as he glared at Qin Shi.

Soon, he revealed a sinister smile again:

"It's alright, young man. You can slash me a few more times, and this old man will stand still and let you hack me until you despair!"

"really?"

Qin Shi glanced at Ye Xiaotang, then looked at Rengar, who was dressed in rags and looked like a vagrant.

"Of course. Your knife is indeed of the highest quality, but it's my natural enemy, so I can't use it."

Rengar was full of confidence, with his hands behind his back, signaling Qin Shi to come at him.

Destroying the confidence and pride of a young genius with his own hands is the greatest pleasure he finds in joining the Chaos faction and becoming a cultist.

"Lao Deng!"

Qin Shi stomped heavily on the ground, causing it to churn and crack. His figure, like a raging torrent, carrying viscous air currents, rushed towards Rengar.

The latter remained calm and allowed Qin Shi to unleash his attacks, confident that his opponent could not deliver a fatal blow.

Even a peak third-level energy level cultivator cannot kill themselves with the Immovable Force Armored Planetary Battle Body!

To Rengar's surprise, Qin Shi did not throw a punch straight at vital points, but instead spread his arms and made a grabbing motion, firmly restraining him!

"You think I can't escape?"

Rengar was puzzled.

But not long after, he saw a golden bullet flying from the distant horizon, its speed so slow it was like an old lady crossing the street!

(End of this chapter)