Infinite Terror: This Middle Continent is Rebellious

Chapter 305: The Invincible Divine Power

What is an assassin?

If the first strike fails, the assassin will flee thousands of miles away.

He can be an assassin even if he hides his edge and only strikes once.

Zhao Yingkong stayed quietly in the shadows, the light of annihilation wrapped around her body, isolating herself from all external energy.

The God Team arrived, Genghis Khan escaped, the Zhongzhou Team and the Central Plains Martial Arts World were helpless, and Zhao Yingkong saw everything that happened outside the shadows.

Zhao Yingkong still didn't move. She needed a better time.

Hiding their bodies behind Genghis Khan, the team left Dashengguan and traveled over a hundred kilometers before entering Mongolian territory.

Teams of ten or one hundred men were stationed in towns along the way as outposts for the Mongolian army.

Seeing his soldiers and Mongolian compatriots, Genghis Khan, who always felt like a thorn in the side, finally relaxed his tense body.

At this moment, a flash of white light passed across Genghis Khan's neck.

Genghis Khan's pupils dilated, and the stinging pain spreading from his throat made his face show an expression of disbelief.

He couldn't help but think of the day when he first met his master as a teenager.

He became a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect leader, learned the Big Dipper Sword Finger, formed the Thirteen Wings of Mongolia, defeated the Longzang Sect, unified the grasslands, and conquered the east and the west...

The past years flashed through my mind like a kaleidoscope of memories, while the shouts, scolding and exclamations around me seemed thousands of miles away.

Suddenly, a strong sense of unwillingness flashed through my heart.

"I am the emperor of Mongolia, how can I die so lightly!"

Wen Lie, who defeated 50,000 cavalrymen with a single sword strike, couldn't kill him! Even the combined might of the Five Great Masters of the Central Plains couldn't kill him! As a genius of his generation, a hero unrivaled in the world, how could he die from an assassination attempt?

"Since ancient times, haven't many heroes died at the hands of small men? No matter how noble they are, in the face of death, there is no essential difference between great men and small men."

A charming chuckle sounded in Genghis Khan's ears. Genghis Khan's perspective rose up and then fell down, and the headless corpse appeared before his eyes.

At this moment, my hazy mind truly realized that I was dead.

Zhao Yingkong held the head of Genghis Khan, listened to the voice of the Lord God ringing in her ears, and looked at the shocked and angry members of the God Team with a sweet smile.

"Do it!"

In anger, all members of the God Team attacked Zhao Yingkong at the same time.

The power that shook the heaven and earth enveloped Zhao Yingkong's body. Zhao Yingkong smiled faintly and disappeared from the sight of the God Team.

Adam immediately shouted, "Linaya!"

Linaya shook her head frantically, saying bewilderedly, "I can't find her! My mental power can't sense her! I can only see her body blending into the ground, and then she disappears."

"Hook array!"

Taiko let out a low cry, pinched a talisman with his fingers, and a divine general appeared in front of him.

The Earth God tried to sense the earth, but found nothing, because Zhao Yingkong was not using earth escape technique.

"Ten Thousand Sword Jue!"

Luo Yinglong raised his magic sword, and with a flash of sword light, it turned into thousands of sword shadows, and endless sword light flickered between heaven and earth.

In an instant, swords fell like a rainstorm, landing on the ground a thousand meters ahead. Magic swords shaped by true energy stabbed in front, forming a vast sword tomb. The sword energy spread along the ground, but there was still no change.

Luo Yinglong, Song Tian, ​​Adam and others looked at each other in silence. The current situation made them feel like they were being mocked.

After a great victory at Guannei, Zhao Yingkong brought the fruits of victory back to the team and asked Wen Lie for credit.

"I brought back Genghis Khan's head. Aren't you going to brag about me?"

Holding a human head and waving it in front of Wen Lie, Zhao Yingkong asked with a smile.

"You did a great job! It's much more beautiful than these idiots!"

Wen Lie burned Genghis Khan's head to ashes with one finger, and touched Zhao Yingkong's head and praised him endlessly.

Feeling like he was being dissed, Zheng Zha scratched the back of his head awkwardly, feeling quite embarrassed.

Zhan Lan exclaimed: "This Yingkong is also very powerful."

In other words, he is much more powerful than the original Sakura Sora.

If it was the previous Zhao Yingkong, Zhan Lan didn't think she could escape safely after cutting off Genghis Khan's head.

Ming Yanwei nodded in agreement, but her brows soon furrowed.

The main personality of Zhao Yingkong is so powerful, so if she doesn't want to, can the Zhao Yingkong who lives with them day and night come back?
Ming Yanwei couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Wen Lie said sincerely: "You are so great, I can't bear to give up on you."

The main personality, Zhao Yingkong, is a genuine assassin, with strength no less than that of a fourth-level intermediate, and she also has the top-level Mind Light Annihilation. It would be a great loss to let her be buried with Zhao Zhuikong.

"Eh?"

Zhao Yingkong's face froze.

She wanted to do something to gain the trust of the Zhongzhou team. After all, Wen Lie was too strong and very willful and selfish. Without trust, it would be difficult for him to complete his plan alone.

But... why is this happening? It feels like my plan is becoming even more difficult to succeed.

Wen Lie hugged Zhao Yingkong and said generously, "It's decided. From now on, you are an indispensable member of the Zhongzhou team. I will protect your life. Not only Zhao Yingkong, but also Jesus can't take it away. I say it."

Zhao Yingkong's face hit Wen Lie's chest, and the corners of her eyes twitched involuntarily.

Suddenly, a finger poked Wen Lie's belly button hard. It was an attack at almost zero distance, and even Wen Lie could not dodge it.

"What the hell?"

Wen Lie was violently attacked by severe abdominal pain and diarrhea. He quickly let go of Zhao Yingkong, hugged his stomach, and mobilized ripple energy to relieve the pain.

In front of him, Zhao Yingkong had a cold face and stared at Wen Lie as if he were a dead person, but a hint of pleasure of revenge flashed in his eyes.

"Is it Yingkong? Yingkong is back!"

Zhan Lan recognized Zhao Yingkong's condition at the first moment, walked over happily, and held Zhao Yingkong's hand.

"I'm glad you're okay. You suddenly became a different person. Everyone is worried about you."

"It's okay. She took the initiative to give her body to me."

Zhao Yingkong said calmly. The concerned looks of her companions made her heart feel a little warmer.

However, the existence of another Zhao Yingkong, and the words that the other Zhao Yingkong said when he woke her up, cast an indelible shadow over her heart.

"Xiaoyingkong, if you don't wake up, your companions will not want you anymore." Along with the frivolous words, a powerful presence kicked her out of her lost memories.

Will the real Zhao Yingkong really replace her one day and make her phantom disappear?

The defeat of the 50,000-strong army, the death of Genghis Khan, and the crushing defeat of the God Team allowed the Zhongzhou Team to successfully cross the plot node of the Heroes Conference.

Wen Lie, who defeated all the heroes in the world and defeated the Mongolian army at the Heroes Conference, naturally became the leader of the martial arts world.

However, Wen Lie, the leader of the martial arts world, is not very popular.

In the battle of Dashengguan, over ten thousand people were killed or wounded. Most of the surviving martial arts heroes lost their followers and relatives. They all held a grudge against Wen Lie, but because Wen Lie was righteous, powerful, and not a good person, no one dared to attack him and they could only reluctantly acknowledge Wen Lie as the leader of the martial arts world.

Then, the more than one hundred surviving martial arts heroes said goodbye to Guo Jing and Wen Lie on the second day after returning to Xiangyang, promising to come to help immediately when they received the order from Wen Lie, the leader of the martial arts world, and then left quickly.

In the end, the only ones left in Xiangyang City were 3,000 Buddhist monks, Hong Qigong, Master Yideng, Huang Yaoshi, Ouyang Feng and the disciples of the Beggar Gang.

"Your captain..."

On the city wall, after witnessing what had happened in the past few days and watching the martial arts heroes leave with gloomy faces, Neos turned his head to look at Zheng Zha, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

I want to complain about Wen Lie's style and accuse him of being too reckless and brainless.

However, for such a strong person, it seems meaningless to say anything.

"Don't just focus on the surface," Xiao Honglu said seriously, his face stern, his eyes twitching. "Think deeper. Even though Wen Lie seems to be thoughtless and does things without considering the consequences, his intelligence is actually superior to ours."

"Above..."

Neos crushed a piece of chocolate. He looked down at his black fingers and suddenly realized that he had wasted a lot of chocolate since meeting the Zhongzhou team.

"The Mongolian conspiracy was thwarted, the Celestial Gods suffered heavy losses, Genghis Khan died, and there would be no second large-scale offensive for at least six months. Although Wen Lie's battle affected many people, it also allowed the Central Plains martial arts community to confirm Wen Lie's force field and understand his strength. No matter how much they disliked Wen Lie as the leader of the martial arts community, they could not refuse his orders. Wen Lie ruled the Central Plains martial arts community with both righteousness and brutality. Even the Five Supremes had to hold their noses and teach Wen Lie martial arts."

As he was speaking, Xiao Honglu was stunned.

So Wen Lie had set up such a big plan?
"Wen Lie's approach has no disadvantages, only advantages. It can be said that he has taken full advantage..."

Xiao Honglu was just trying to save face for the Zhongzhou team, but he didn't expect that Wen Lie's chaotic fighting would create a situation that was completely favorable to the Zhongzhou team.

"Your plan is so far-reaching?"

Neos was horrified and lost control of the force with which he had taken out the chocolate.

"Not only is his strength terrifying, but his intelligence is also terrifying. How could such a monster exist? Is the Lord God crazy? He threw him and our weak team into a horror movie."

At this moment, Neos couldn't help but doubt himself.

Did he miscalculate?

The weak teams that should join forces in this team battle are actually the North Ice Continent team, the South Flame Continent team, and the God team. Will the three teams work together to fight against the uncontrollable Central Continent team and the East America team?
"That's a big mistake!"

Neos muttered to himself.

Although he misjudged the ranking of strength, he made the right choice! He could still survive by being an enemy of Team Tianshen, but he saw no hope of survival by being an enemy of Team Zhongzhou.

Wen Lie had no idea what kind of person he was being imagined to be. Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

After sending off the martial arts heroes who came to help, Wen Lie, Guo Jing, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, Ouyang Feng, and Yideng gathered at the manor where Wen Lie settled, and were studying martial arts suitable for ripple qigong.

"What a weird martial art."

Looking at the Ripple Qigong and the Ripple Version of the Nine Yin Divine Claws that Wen Lie handed over, Huang Yaoshi was amazed.

"What a terrifying martial art! Is it really possible for anyone to master this skill?"

Facing the blood circulation diagram of the Nine Yin Divine Claw, Guo Jing was speechless. With so many blood vessels, who could have practiced kung fu to such a deep level?
"Is this the Nine Yin Divine Claw? The Nine Yin Divine Claw that I adapted originally?"

Ouyang Feng was stunned.

He didn't remember that the Nine Yin Divine Claw he adapted required so much blood.

Not to mention that the operation of martial arts skills can easily burst the tiny blood vessels. With so many blood vessels, an ordinary martial arts master would never be able to open them all even if he practices for a lifetime.

Not only Ouyang Feng, but the others also had doubts on their faces.

Not to mention ordinary martial arts masters, even those who are among the Five Great Masters would not dare to say that they can open up even one ten-thousandth of their blood vessels.

"Alliance Master Wen, could you please allow me to test the flow of your bloodline?"

As a monk, Yideng did not beat around the bush with Wen Lie and directly asked for a test of his skills.

Of course Wen Lie would not refuse. What he wanted was for the Five Masters to understand his Kung Fu thoroughly so that they could create the Kung Fu that best suited him.

Yideng pointed his finger at Wen Lie, and Wen Lie used the power of the Nine Yin Divine Claws.

For a moment, the ripples sensed by his fingers reminded Yideng of the magnificent sight of the winding Yellow River rushing to the sea.

After a long time, Yideng retracted his finger power, with a look of shock on his face that had not subsided.

"What a powerful technique, what a domineering body, even an indestructible body is no more than this."

Master Yideng was generous with his praise, and made everyone understand that Wen Lie's Nine Yin Divine Claws diagram was truly not false at all.

Huang Yaoshi sighed, "I never thought such a skill existed in the world. The only flaw of this ripple qigong is probably that it's not good at martial arts and lacks the moves to bring out the full potential of the skill."

In martial arts, internal strength is of paramount importance, and the importance of moves is no less than internal strength.

An exquisite martial art is enough to allow a martial artist with slightly weaker internal strength to defeat a master who is several times more powerful than him.

Wen Lie also knew this, which is why he wanted to learn martial arts.

Although the fourth-level has subtle skills, his infinite worldview and martial arts skills are no less than subtle skills. Muay Thai De Chai can make the third-level Zheng Zha suffer, and Tai Chi Cheng Xiao can suppress the fourth-level Zheng Zha.

If Wen Lie only had subtle techniques and did not use the ability to hurt the enemy by a thousand and hurt himself by eight hundred, he would not be able to defeat King Jinlun.

"We have to make up for this only flaw..."

Ouyang Feng's brows twitched.

He helped Wen Lie adapt his martial arts in order to grasp the flaws in Wen Lie's moves and defeat Wen Lie one day.

However, he could never have imagined that the ripple energy could be so powerful, and that Wen Lie had created so many energy-transferring routes.

What was this? He had created for himself an adversary he could never defeat?
Ouyang Feng raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a self-deprecating smile.

"Yes, perhaps the martial arts we create for Ripple Qigong will be more profound and extensive than the Nine Yin Manual."

Guo Jing didn't hear Ouyang Feng's true feelings, but instead became excited.

With the five greatest martial artists in the world gathered together, and with Wen Lie, the grandmaster of ripple qigong, the martial arts they created would definitely surpass any other martial arts in the world.

In fact, there is no one before and no one after!
(End of this chapter)