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The footsteps of the Feathered Hat Four leading the way did not falter. His gait was quite peculiar, seemingly unguarded as he exposed his back completely, yet in reality, he was constantly on alert for any movement from Step. He believed that should anything seem amiss, he would immediately flee.
Step pursed his lips, silently following behind, his eyes flickering as he contemplated a strategy.
The sudden disturbance in the mist earlier had already provided a clear answer within Bu Xin: "A thief!"
In fact, when the mysterious figure in the feathered hat first appeared, Step had already begun to speculate about his identity. Both his attire and the cautious, agile manner of his movements conveyed a clear message. However, based solely on this information, Step was still uncertain. But with the inexplicable dispersal of the mist added to the mix, this speculation gradually transformed into a definite conclusion.
In this dense forest, hidden thieves lay in ambush, their cold eyes devoid of any emotional fluctuations as they watched their prey enter the trap, waiting for the perfect moment to strike with lethal precision.
"I can't remain passive any longer. With this Fellow leading me forward, I already know of two enemies. As for any additional foes yet to be discovered, I must act first to disrupt their combat rhythm; otherwise, if they strike first, I will be at a complete disadvantage."
Bu Shuang's gaze turned icy as her thoughts crystallized. She moved swiftly, executing Step Nine and charging towards the feathered hat figure three paces ahead.
Three paces is merely ten meters; with Step's sudden burst of speed, she could cover that distance in a fraction of a second—swift as a cunning rabbit and fierce as thunder.
This abrupt change was too rapid. Despite Feathered Hat Four being on guard, he could not react in time to this sudden shift. His pupils contracted as he attempted to lift his foot again to evade, but it was already too late.
As she stepped forward, Taiyuan Spear appeared with a flourish. With energy coursing through it, she merely nudged it lightly; the blood-red spear tip pierced through the back of the feathered hat figure like a viper striking its prey, emerging from his chest and spraying blood everywhere.
This strike was too fast—a surprise attack executed with all of Step's strength. Feathered Hat Four had no chance to evade and lacked the ability to dodge. Had Step not intentionally held back, this sudden blow would have undoubtedly killed him on the spot without any doubt.
The mist suddenly surged violently, accompanied by two sharp Cold Lights splitting off in different directions towards Step.
"Fourth!" As one Cold Light flashed by, a low shout emerged. In the blur of motion, a solid figure darted past with incredible speed, carrying an overwhelming energy pressure that closed in on Step's side in an instant.
"Indeed there are hidden thieves; this one's strength is at Intermediate Level 4." A sharp glint flashed in Step's eyes as she disregarded the two fierce attacks approaching her side. With a powerful tug of her arm holding the spear and a sudden step forward, she pulled Feathered Hat Four closer while reaching out with her other hand to seize his throat.
"Die!" Facing Step's rapidly approaching hand, Feathered Hat Four remained unfazed. The eyes visible beneath his Black Scarf glinted with malice as he unleashed energy from within. The pair of curved blades at his waist unfurled like butterfly wings and suddenly whipped towards Step, their twisting force capable of slicing a person in half.
"Trivial Technique!" Bu Leng snorted, maintaining his aim at Feathered Hat Four's arm. With a sudden downward thrust of his other arm, he swung the gun fiercely, causing blood to splatter once more. Amidst the crimson, an energy vortex appeared, swirling around the gun barrel, effectively blocking the two curved blades.
With two ringing clashes, sparks flew as the dissipating energy surged outward. Bu's body trembled lightly, yet his stance remained unchanged. One arm transformed into a claw and clamped down on Feathered Hat Four's neck. At that moment, the two curved blades that had been deflected by the gun barrel returned like spinning throwing knives, this time aimed directly at Bu's throat.
"Interesting," Bu sneered calmly, unfazed by the situation. His series of movements had been executed swiftly. Only now did the other two thieves, who had revealed themselves to attack, finally make their move. However, due to Feathered Hat Four's sudden predicament, their attacks were cautious and lacked their initial ferocity.
"This Fellow's life is in your hands," Bu said with a light laugh. As the two spinning blades approached him, he positioned Feathered Hat Four's body in front of him. His grip on the long gun tightened as he secretly gathered strength, ready to unleash Crescent Moon Execution at any moment.
"Seeking death!" The fully revealed Sturdy Man roared in fury. The blood-red eyes beneath Black Scarf's mask were filled with rage as he wielded a twisted Strange Blade that glimmered with piercing blue light, swiftly closing in.
"Boss, don't fall for it," another figure in black warned in a low voice that hinted at deep malice and cruelty. Almost as soon as he finished speaking, two explosive sounds rang out.
One was the sound of the two curved blades about to sever Feathered Hat Four's body being simultaneously knocked away by Sturdy Man's Strange Blade. The other was Bu Xieyi's light chuckle as he shook his gun; a fierce surge of energy erupted forth, shattering Feathered Hat Four's body into pieces before striking Sturdy Man's hastily raised blade with a deafening roar.
An Intermediate Level 4 expert was indeed formidable; in terms of energy cultivation, he surpassed Bu by far. Even though caught off guard, Sturdy Man managed to avoid being severely injured by Bu's well-prepared strike.
"However, advantage is accumulated bit by bit. As long as I can injure you—even if it's not fatal—it will become the key to my victory." With a casual flick of his gun to shake off the blood staining it, Bu Shuang's eyes glinted with Cold Light as he pursued the staggering Sturdy Man. His long gun trembled and unleashed several sharp spear flashes as Crescent Moon Execution unfolded.
Chasing Stars and Pursuing the Moon! A point of Cold Light arrived in an instant; the air exploded with a piercing sound as the ground was plowed into a deep gash at an almost imperceptible speed. Bu moved like lightning, thrusting his gun fiercely toward the black-clad Sturdy Man. His Speed was akin to that of a flash; almost as soon as it was seen, he was already close—this thrust seemed to pierce deeply into Sturdy Man’s eye socket before he even had time to react.
Boom! A fierce wind struck like a sharp steel blade; Sturdy Man’s Black Scarf suddenly ripped apart, revealing an astonishingly horrified face that was exposed for only an instant before being torn apart by numerous bloody gashes, looking terrifyingly savage.
"Mountain Break Slash!" In a moment of desperation, Sturdy Man screamed wildly. The twisted Strange Blade in his hand seemed to come alive, suddenly extending and glowing brilliantly with blue light as it aimed to strike down fiercely.
Before the slash could land, it was too late; as Bu’s swift thrust approached, this fierce Mountain Break Slash fell just short and struck against the gun barrel instead with a violent roar. Meanwhile, the tip of Bu’s spear had already pierced through Sturdy Man’s abdomen.
The tremendous impact from this slash caused the gun barrel to drop sharply, tearing open a massive gash in Sturdy Man’s waist and spilling blood mixed with severed intestines onto the ground.
"Ah!" Sturdy Man let out a piercing scream, gripping the gun barrel that had pierced his waist. Before he could launch a desperate counterattack, several sharp, swift short arrows, radiating a powerful energy, suddenly shot forth, penetrating his body and striking hard into the shocked figure of Bu.
Three cold, bone-chilling blades entered his body. The speed was so great that Bu didn't feel the pain until several seconds later. However, this pain was not the reason for his shock. What left him astonished was that the one who had launched these three arrows was actually another companion of Sturdy Man, a thief with a hoarse voice and an aura of coldness.
Even more shocked than Bu was Sturdy Man himself. The three short arrows pierced through his chest and ruptured his lungs, worsening his already severe injuries. Even with his Intermediate Level 4 cultivation, he ultimately could not escape death under such heavy wounds.
"Why, Second?" Sturdy Man's expression was sorrowful as he strained to turn his head and look at the figure behind him. His blood-stained cheek showed no anger or resentment; all that remained was a deep sadness that pierced to the bone and seeped into the soul. Even Bu, who was in an adversarial relationship with him, could feel the depth of his disappointment.
"Hehehe, Boss." A sinister smile spread across the face of the mysterious second-in-command thief as he slowly removed the mask covering his face, revealing an extremely ugly visage covered in sores. He smiled, showing his white teeth, but there was no emotion in that smile—only coldness.
"Don't look at me like that, Boss. You're too naive. Don't blame your brothers; blame yourself for being too sentimental. As thieves, we worship Shadow God Helkasius and pursue ruthlessness. We must be harsh on ourselves and even harsher on our enemies. Excessive sentimentality will only hinder our development.
How many times has it been? I’ve almost forgotten. Although you saved my life, I would rather have died than end up looking like this hideous monster. That time, to save Fourth Brother, you unhesitatingly abandoned me when I was gravely injured, leaving me in this ghastly state where even my beloved Sister Three cannot bear to face me. I would rather die than have you save me.
Why? Huh? Why?" The ugly second-in-command howled as he clawed at his own face, tearing open bloody wounds in a fit of rage. His eyes were filled with endless resentment as he looked at Sturdy Man.
Bu Mei's brow gradually furrowed as he felt a sudden sympathy for Sturdy Man. Having such a narrow-minded brother must mean that even in death, he would not find peace.
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