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As Yang Xiaoyou moved, the previously boiling killing intent and calm coexistence within her began to shift towards a more unstable state.
Initially, the restless memories and her own personality shared the same goal, creating a strange sense of tacit understanding between them. However, her departure clearly contradicted that intention. The memory persona, which had calmed down, now showed signs of struggling.
Ultimately, having lost all emotions and retaining only a primal instinct, she had managed to suppress it during her last moments with her parents. Now, her true self still held the dominant position.
In terms of strength, speed, and stamina, she was far from equal to her pursuer. If she continued fleeing, she feared that when her energy was finally exhausted, she would be unable to escape.
"His words just now must have been due to his injury causing him to lose control." Knowing that the longer this continued, the worse it would be for her, Yang Xiaoyou nonetheless kept running toward the outskirts.
From what she remembered about her fellow beings, during their moments of being consumed by their own brutality, there would be a period of madness. At that time, their intelligence and judgment would be severely affected by the slaughter, making them even more unpredictable.
Since direct confrontation was not an option due to her lack of power, she had to seize this opportunity.
"Boom!"
In the narrow alley where Yang Xiaoyou found herself, a wall behind her was suddenly smashed apart. Debris and dust filled the air as a Crimson Figure burst through the gap in the wall, continuing to pursue Yang Xiaoyou. Frowning slightly at the shout behind her, she did not look back but instead darted through a narrow space between a wall and a utility pole.
The width on the other side of the pole was sufficient for the figure behind to pass through; however, due to its brain's corruption, it chose to follow Yang Xiaoyou through the same gap.
The muscular body collided violently with the concrete utility pole. Unlike the wall that had been shattered earlier, this pole was reinforced with steel bars and did not break upon impact; instead, it temporarily trapped the pursuing figure.
Seizing this chance, Yang Xiaoyou quickly increased the distance between them.
"This is it!" Bursting out of the alley and into an open field ahead, Yang Xiaoyou's eyes brightened slightly as she moved toward a massive Transmission Tower.
Reaching the base of the Transmission Tower, she leaped up and used its metal framework to propel herself onto the central railing. Without using any stairs, she swiftly bounced between the metal railings as she ascended toward the top of the tower.
Her speed far surpassed that of an ordinary person climbing a ladder.
The Transmission Tower stood tall, supporting the 220,000-volt transmission grid above. The emptiness around it was partly due to the presence of this power line.
Just as Yang Xiaoyou leaped halfway up the tower, the Crimson Figure burst out from the alleyway, shrieking as it lunged toward Yang Xiaoyou.
Yang Xiaoyou glanced sideways, estimating the time and distance of the approaching figure. When he caught sight of the face that had been revealed after the sunglasses fell off, his heart raced.
"How can it be him?!"
Although the figure's appearance was distorted due to muscle contortion, Yang Xiaoyou still recognized him by his outline: it was Jin Xiangshi, the Dojo Master of Golden Dragon Dojo, who had ended up in the hospital because of Yang Xiaoyou's kick and later committed suicide according to news reports!
The shadow of someone who should have been dead reappeared before him in mere moments, causing Yang Xiaoyou's heart to sink. "This is my only chance. Once he fully regains his senses, his cunning side will emerge, making things even more difficult." After making his decision, Yang Xiaoyou quickened his pace. As Jin Xiangshi climbed faster than Yang Xiaoyou, covering two-thirds of the distance, Yang Xiaoyou successfully reached the top of the Transmission Tower, which was equivalent to a twenty or thirty-story building, over sixty meters high.
Standing on the narrow edge of the Transmission Tower and looking down at Jin Xiangshi, who was rapidly approaching, Yang Xiaoyou realized that this precarious position was not suitable for combat. His only option for movement was towards the supporting cable beside him.
The cable at the top of the Transmission Tower served merely as a stabilizing support and was not electrified. As Jin Xiangshi made his final leap toward him, Yang Xiaoyou stepped confidently onto the cable: with its width, it felt like walking a tightrope. Yet Yang Xiaoyou's steps were remarkably steady; his balance was exceptional, as if he were walking on solid ground.
Jin Xiangshi missed his first attack and looked at Yang Xiaoyou standing in mid-air with a flicker of doubt in his eyes. Without hesitation, he propelled himself forward again, mouth slightly open as if ready to unleash a deadly tongue.
Yang Xiaoyou seemed to have anticipated Jin Xiangshi's move. Just as Jin Xiangshi exerted force with his legs, Yang Xiaoyou leaned back and sideways, using his right hand to brace against the cable while delivering a powerful upward kick with his left leg. His waist, arms, and legs released their limits simultaneously, resulting in a sudden surge of strength.
His muscles tensed up as all his power concentrated into one point.
In that slowed perception of time, the air in front of him compressed intensely, creating a feeling of distortion that accurately struck Jin Xiangshi's chin as he soared through the air. Upon impact, Jin Xiangshi's jaw muscles deformed severely; Yang Xiaoyou's shoe sole tore apart upon contact, shattering into pieces. The supporting steel cable also bent under pressure with a terrifying creaking sound.
A gust of air erupted from where they connected, clearly demonstrating the force behind this attack!
Jin Xiangshi's half-extended tongue was bitten by himself, nearly severed.
However, Pinran had accurately kicked the opponent, but the force of the strike made Yang Xiaoyou feel as if every bone in his body was groaning.
Supporting himself with his right hand on the wire, Yang Xiaoyou transformed his palm into a tight grip on the line. Using his right hand as an axis, he flipped himself around and swung his body backward in mid-air from a height of over sixty meters. This movement allowed him to shift his position back by a full length. Meanwhile, Jin Xiangshi, who had been struck with all of Yang Xiaoyou's strength, completely lost balance and began to plummet downward.
The kick that Yang Xiaoyou unleashed, powered by his full strength, could have easily shattered an ordinary person's skull. Yet, after taking that hit, Jin Xiangshi merely lost balance and perhaps felt a bit more dazed, which demonstrated the resilience of his body.
Although Yang Xiaoyou's carefully calculated attack did not deal fatal damage to his opponent, the environment they were in ensured a final blow.
Jin Xiangshi lost his balance due to the attack and fell from the wire, crashing into a transmission line ten meters below. The voltage of two hundred twenty thousand volts was far beyond what the rubber surface could insulate against. In an instant, the high voltage pierced through the air and exploded into a burst of flames.
The originally crimson exterior of Jin Xiangshi became charred in many places. After flashing briefly in the air, it bounced and fell straight to the ground.
With a loud bang, it created a slight dent in the muddy ground, and its body underwent severe deformation.
The electric shock produced wisps of blue smoke that carried a scent of burnt flesh toward Yang Xiaoyou. Feeling sore all over from the Limit Release combined with the violent impact, Yang Xiaoyou struggled to climb up to the upper level of the Transmission Tower.
In stark contrast to his earlier graceful walk on the Tightrope, he now resembled a Caterpillar crawling along the wire toward that direction.
Yang Xiaoyou felt as if he might fall apart at any moment and certainly did not want to become news about an ignorant youth who fell to his death while climbing a Transmission Tower!
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