Nightmare Despair

Chapter 51 You said it yourself, there are no surveillance cameras here.
"Who wants to kill me? The Wang family of the Grand Canal Gang?"

Du Feng's warning buzzed in his ears. Zhou Kai probed with his mouth while shifting his feet in small steps, his eyes locked on the other party's every subtle movement like a hawk.

Who the prey is, you won't know until you see blood.

"I don't like the look in your eyes."

Qiu Ping's smile slowly faded, like a reef after the tide recedes, cold, hard, stubborn and obstinate.

"Enough with the nonsense... Trying to stall for time to call the police? Forget it." He flicked his nails listlessly. "I already called for you five minutes ago."

He grinned, revealing a malicious smile.

"The police will come to collect your body, while I will gracefully make my exit before they arrive."

"Are you touched? I've already written your script for the rest of the time."

"Don't you want to say thank you to me?"

Zhou Kai's gaze swept across the system's inventory, and the inner turmoil almost made his toes ache as he started to scribble on the three-bedroom apartment.

This old man, has he been watching too many movies?

At this age, still so immature—maybe it's just middle-aged immaturity…

You ramble on and on, do you really think you can outsmart me?

Zhou Kai finally managed to squeeze out a few words: "I thank your whole family."

Qiu Ping's two eyebrows, which looked like they were tattooed on, suddenly darkened, and the air in the forest instantly froze.

laugh!
The wind howled.

The arm hidden in the wide sleeve was like an iron whip that had been gathering power for a long time, and it suddenly lashed out.

Five scarlet beams of cold light shot out from his hand, emitting a shrill whistling sound as they tore through the air, attacking Zhou Kai's throat, heart, and brow, blocking all escape routes.

A bloodthirsty pleasure appeared on Qiu Ping's face.

He's just an apprentice at a boxing gym; he wouldn't even bother looking at trash like that normally.

If he hadn't just returned to his hometown and needed money, he might not have taken the order for 100,000 yuan.

"Take care of a kid in a few minutes, earn 100,000 yuan, not bad."

He could almost see Zhou Kai lying on the ground, covered in blood, dead.

However, the next second, the expression on his face froze.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
In the dark forest, five sharp, piercing sounds of metal clashing rang out, exploding into bursts of blinding sparks.

The five throwing knives that Qiu Ping threw were all deflected and scattered haphazardly towards the surrounding tree trunks, making muffled thuds.

One of the weapons even spun back and hurtled toward his own face!

Qiu Ping's face turned ashen. He grabbed the hilt of the knife that had been sent flying back, the blade just inches from his nose.

"A two-handed sword? Where the hell did you pull that out of?!"

He stared intently at Zhou Kai, his eyes filled with shock and bewilderment.

A moment ago, his hands were empty, but now a giant sword the size of a door had appeared out of thin air.

What kind of trick is this?
"I don't care where you got it from! You must die today!"

After a brief moment of shock, Qiu Ping grinned maliciously, reached around to his waist, and pulled out a silvery, soft light.

Snake-bone soft sword.

Zhou Kai's eyes narrowed, but he showed no fear.

Soft weapons are the most unpredictable and require a high level of skill from the user.

Those who can master this are formidable opponents in their class.

Unfortunately... he didn't encounter someone of the same level today.

Zhou Kai stomped his foot, creating a shallow crater in the ground, and like a spring compressed to its limit, he dragged the giant sword and arrived in an instant.

Soraka's swordsmanship!
The steel blade, as wide as a door panel, carried a tremendous force that tore through the air as it slashed horizontally toward Qiu Ping's neck!
Qiu Ping's expression changed drastically; he absolutely dared not take the blunt force of such a heavy weapon head-on.

His waist bent backward at an inhuman angle, like a withered branch that had been snapped in two, and he dodged close to the ground.

But Zhou Kai's strength is now vastly different from what it used to be.

He actually stopped his sword strike from missing its mark, twisted his wrist, and turned the horizontal slash into a furious smash, the door-like blade slamming down on Qiu Ping's head on the ground!
"Hold!"

Qiu Ping's pupils contracted sharply, and he rolled awkwardly to the side.

He rolled three times before finally getting up, still shaken, and quickly retreated to create some distance.

Zhou Kai's breathing was steady, his greatsword planted firmly on the ground, and a hint of savage pleasure shone in his eyes.

He stated calmly, "Rolling around like a wild dog... You think you can kill me?"

"die!"

With his inner power erupting once more, Zhou Kai twisted his waist and turned around, sweeping the giant sword out again.

The broad blade whipped up a whirlwind in the air, like a moving wall.

A mere graze will cause injury, a direct contact will result in broken tendons and bones!
Qiu Ping's expression grew increasingly cold amidst the flashing sword light... If it were any other weapon, he might have considered parrying.

But this thing...

'Without proper bone modification, forcing it is suicide!'

The carefree, cat-and-mouse attitude on Qiu Ping's face vanished completely; he had to treat this as a life-or-death battle. "I'd like to see how long you can wield such a heavy weapon with that build!"

Qiu Ping completely abandoned the idea of ​​attacking, and only dodged and retreated, while looking for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack with his soft sword.

The soft sword seemed to come alive in his hands, transforming into a gleaming silver serpent that could always find the slightest gaps in Zhou Kai's moves and extend its fangs.

The constant barrage of sword tips made Zhou Kai increasingly agitated...

But he firmly suppressed this restlessness under his reason, which not only did not distort his moves, but instead became a powerful catalyst.

They get fiercer the more they fight!

This is exactly what Chen Ping meant by "utilizing emotions to unleash hormones," using the body's own key to unlock deeper levels of understanding, with power comparable to a torrent...

How long can Zhou Kai wield a heavy sword?
The answer is simple: until one of them dies!
"Weak! Weak! Too weak!"

"Hiding? Still hiding?"

With a roar, Zhou Kai slammed his greatsword down, striking the slithering silver snake squarely.

With a crisp clang, the soft sword was smashed in two!

The immense force caused Qiu Ping's right hand to crack at the base of his thumb, resulting in a momentary loss of balance.

Zhou Kai seized the opportunity, stepped forward, and kicked him in the chest!
Qiu Ping only had time to abandon the broken sword and cross his arms to protect his chest.

As the saying goes, you can't fight city hall.

Zhou Kai's punch already had a force of nearly half a ton, so the power of this kick would only be more terrifying.

Bang!
A dull, loud thud was followed by the cracking sound of bones breaking.

Qiu Ping was kicked and sent flying more than three meters away, his arms twisted at an odd angle.

But with sheer grit, he managed to keep his balance and avoid falling.

"puff!"

"You...you're actually a true martial arts master! That son of a bitch, Old Wang, ruined my life!"

Qiu Ping spat out a mouthful of purplish-black blood, staring at Zhou Kai with a ferocious look in his eyes.

"But do you think that's the end of it?"

"A mere martial artist... a martial artist who's utterly worthless!"

Qiu Ping reached into his pocket with his other intact hand and pulled out two syringes of different colors.

Without the slightest hesitation, he swiftly and forcefully plunged the two syringes into his thigh!
"Ha... I'm only one step away from my level two enhancement, and you forced me to do this!"

"So what if you're a True Strength Martial Artist? A Level 2 Enhanced Person isn't necessarily weaker than you!"

Zhou Kai had no interest in listening to his pre-battle declarations. The moment he pulled out the syringe, he had already charged forward again with his sword.

As Qiu Ping's face turned a deep purplish-red, and his muscles twitched and convulsed like earthworms, the door-like blade was already at the top of his head.

"You don't follow martial ethics!"

Qiu Ping's eyes were bloodshot with rage, and his survival instinct made him roll away in humiliation once again.

He was already a half-finished product, and his physical fitness was not as good as Zhou Kai's, who had the chariot engraving. However, after the injection, his speed and agility truly stepped into the "second level" threshold.

As long as he doesn't get greedy and focuses on maneuvering, Zhou Kai really can't do anything to him for the time being.

After a short chase, Zhou Kai's expression also darkened.

In the past, he was always the one flying monster kites in his dreams, but in reality, he's the one being flown by someone else.

"We can't delay any longer... If we wait until he's fully absorbed the medicine, things might really change!"

Zhou Kai took a deep breath and focused his mind on the panel.

"Add five points to Falcon Strike Technique, breaking through to level two."

[You have consumed five universal experience points; your Falcon Slash skill has leveled up.]

【隼击术lv1（10/15）→隼击术lv2（0/25）】

[General Experience Points: 14 → 9]

A new power surged into every cell of the body, although the improvement was not earth-shattering due to the lack of a certain key element.

"But with this added, it will be enough."

Zhou Kai's consciousness touched the chariot engraving.

hum!
A phantom image of an ancient armored warrior driving a chariot suddenly lit up from the engravings, merging with Zhou Kai's figure. A savage and domineering aura instantly enveloped the entire forest.

The moment Qiu Ping saw the engraving, his pupils shrank to pinpoints, all color drained from his face, and he cried out in alarm:

“A scratch?! No…”

"You can't kill me! This is Red Star!"

“Kill me, and you’ll ruin your own life…you…”

Qiu Ping had just gotten up from the ground when he began to ramble incoherently.

Zhou Kai ignored this and just gave a cold smile.

"You said it yourself... there are no security cameras here!"

(End of this chapter)