81: Chapter 81 Are you the only profession?

Wang Chong's brows furrowed tightly, and the elites of the Prosperous Alliance behind him subconsciously tightened their grip on their weapons.

With a casual wave of her hand, Chen Xiaolin sent one of his elites collapsing to the ground.

To hit a dog, one must consider its master; Chen Xiaolin's actions were effectively a harsh slap across his own face.

After a brief moment of shock, Yu Jie's eyes flashed with a sharp glint!

He made a decision instantly.

"Quickly!" he commanded a confidant behind him in an unquestionable tone.

"Return to the camp immediately and bring back some resources and blueprints!"

"Leader, this..." The confidant hesitated, stunned. Resources were extremely important on this island.

"Go! That's an order!"

Yu Jie's tone intensified, leaving no room for doubt.

"Yes!" The confidant dared not say more, immediately turning and disappearing quickly with his men.

Yu Jie took a deep breath, putting a smile back on his face:

"It was our rudeness, please don't take offense, Miss. Gifts are already being prepared and will arrive shortly. Please accept them as an apology, and as a token of our sincerity in seeking an audience with Tribe Leader Qi Yun."

Chen Xiaolin raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised by the perceptiveness of this bespectacled guy, but she nodded in satisfaction and said nothing more.

This scene, falling into Wang Chong's eyes, only made him burn with rage.

"Heh," he sneered at Yu Jie, his tone full of mockery, "Great Leader Yu, this fawning, tail-wagging appearance of yours is truly... an eye-opener."

"You might as well rename your 'Orderly Alliance' to the 'Kowtow Alliance'!"

Yu Jie's smile remained unchanged, and he said calmly:

"Leader Wang jokes. Those who understand the times are the truly wise. In front of true powerhouses, maintaining humility and sincerity is the way to survive; it's not shameful."

"Pah! Spineless coward!" Wang Chong spat, ignoring Yu Jie further.

He turned his head and looked back at Chen Xiaolin. Although he was wary, he possessed the pride of a Sole-Class professional:

"Little girl, your strength is not bad. Two days ago, in the southern part of the island, a squad led by a man with a scar on his face went missing. Have you... seen them?"

He stared intently at Chen Xiaolin's eyes, trying to glean something from them.

Chen Xiaolin blinked her large chestnut-colored eyes and nodded quite straightforwardly:

"Oh, you mean that bunch of highway-robbing thugs? Yes, I've seen them."

She paused, a sweet smile blooming on her face.

"I just happened to slaughter them."

Four words, said with complete nonchalance.

"Good, very good. You've got guts." Wang Chong's expression was extremely ugly.

"Little girl, have you ever heard of... a Sole-Class professional?"

Wang Chong's voice carried a condescending, declarative tone.

Without waiting for an answer, Wang Chong continued on his own:

"Ordinary classes, in front of someone who has awakened a rare class, are just stray dogs on the side of the road that can be crushed at will!"

"But!"

"Rare classes, in front of a Sole-Class professional..."

He grinned, revealing a smile filled with absolute superiority, enunciating every word:

"Don't, even, have, the, qualifications, to, be, a, dog!"

"That is the difference between clouds and mud! It is a gap between species!"

As the last word fell, a terrifying pressure crashed down in front of the entire hillside!

Those with weaker strength in Yu Jie's alliance were already deathly pale, their eyes filled with instinctive fear.

This was the absolute pressure of a Sole-Class professional!

On the surface of Wang Chong's body, a strange layer of black substance, like living liquid, slowly seeped out from under his skin and quickly covered his entire body.

He looked as if he had put on a flowing black bodysuit.

Feeling the powerful energy surging within his body, Wang Chong's arrogance grew even stronger.

He spoke in a tone he thought was condescendingly gracious:

"I, Wang Chong, have always respected true powerhouses."

"Little girl, your strength is not bad."

"Call your Tribe Leader Qi Yun out; let's have a talk. Regarding the previous matter with the scar-faced squad and the misunderstanding just now, as long as your 01 Tribe shows enough sincerity, I can wipe the slate clean with you."

He felt he had given enough of a way out, demonstrating the demeanor and strength of a Sole-Class professional.

As long as the other party wasn't stupid, they should know how to choose.

However, after Chen Xiaolin finished listening to his words, there was no shock or awe on her face.

Instead, she revealed a very strange expression of suppressed laughter.

She reached out to cover her mouth, then turned her head and said to a girl behind her:

"Oh my, Xia Jin, what should we do? He's a big shot with a Sole-Class professional, it seems we can't afford to provoke him."

The crowd parted.

A tall, lithe figure walked out slowly.

Her fiery red hair fluttered slightly, and her exquisite features carried an imposing, sharp heroism.

Xia Jin walked to Chen Xiaolin's side, her blood-red eyes looking calmly at the intimidating Wang Chong below, her voice clearly spreading across the entire scene:

"You want to see our Tribe Leader?"

"Fine."

"Get past me first."

"Let me weigh whether the quality of your Sole-Class professional status is enough to make him bother."

Wang Chong was stunned.

That flame-like red hair, that cold and beautiful face, that figure filled with wild power.

This woman perfectly matched every fantasy he had deep in his heart about a partner!

She even far exceeded his imagination!

If he could conquer such a woman and pin her beneath him, what an unparalleled achievement and pleasure that would be!

It would make him tremble with excitement more than destroying ten hostile Tribes!

"Hahaha!" Wang Chong suddenly burst into wild laughter.

"I didn't expect to find such a top-tier woman on this shitty island! Beauty! I've taken a liking to you! Be my woman!"

His voice carried undisguised desire.

Xia Jin didn't even lift an eyelid; her eyes were filled only with indifference:

"You are not worthy."

Not worthy?!

How dare she say that he, Wang Chong, is not worthy?!

"Hahaha! Good! Good! Spicy enough! Just my style!" Wang Chong laughed instead of getting angry, "I love taming wild horses like you!"

"You just said, if I get past you, I can see Qi Yun?"

"Yes." Xia Jin's reply was as concise as a drawn blade.

"Good!" Wang Chong shouted sharply, "Then let you experience for yourself the chasm-like gap between other classes and a Sole-Class professional!"

Wang Chong charged towards Xia Jin.

Facing this terrifying offensive, Xia Jin's blood-red eyes remained calm; she neither dodged nor retreated.

A terrifying aura filled with an endless will to kill suddenly erupted from Xia Jin's delicate body!

This aura was completely on par with Wang Chong's Black Abyss Walker.

"What?!" Wang Chong's pupils constricted while charging, and alarm bells rang wildly in his heart!

This aura could absolutely not be possessed by a rare class!

This texture and pressure...

Could this red-haired woman also be a Sole-Class professional?!

In the blink of an eye, he had reached Xia Jin and smashed his black-skinned fist down fiercely!

A cold light flashed in Xia Jin's blood-red eyes, and her Shura long blade, carrying a resolve to cut through everything, met Wang Chong's fist head-on!

"Clang—!!!"

Wang Chong's forward momentum was abruptly halted.

And that layer of black substance on his fist, which no one had ever been able to break before, was sliced open by an inch-long gap the moment it touched the dark red blade!

Revealing the pale yellow normal skin underneath!

The shock in Wang Chong's heart reached its peak instantly!

It was broken! His black skin defense had been slashed open by this woman!

How is this possible?! Since awakening as a Black Abyss Walker, this black skin had been his greatest reliance!

Full-power attacks from rare class professionals would at most leave a small white mark on it!

This woman... is she really also a Sole-Class professional?! And her attack power is so terrifying?!

Xia Jin was also forced back half a step by the recoil, but the fighting spirit in her eyes became even more intense.

"Your Sole-Class professional status? It's nothing more than this." She whispered to herself, and a Shura phantom seemed to flicker in her blood-red eyes.

Wang Chong recovered from his shock, and upon hearing Xia Jin's words, a hint of ferocity flashed across his face.

"Being able to break my defense, you are indeed very strong." He stared at Xia Jin, his eyes becoming incomparably serious and dangerous, "But, that is all!"

The black substance on his body surged violently, and the gap that had just been slashed open recovered as before.

Merely breaking his defense was not enough; this black skin of his could automatically regenerate.

So what if you can break it? As long as you can't inflict damage within that second of breaking it.

He, Wang Chong, is invincible.

"My Black Abyss Skin not only has amazing defense but can also heal my own injuries! It can even self-repair!" Wang Chong said proudly; this was a new ability that evolved from his black skin after he leveled up.

"Your attacks are not enough to pose a real threat to me!"

Xia Jin did not refute, but slowly raised the Shura long blade, her blood-colored eyes locking onto Wang Chong.

"Is that so?"

She said softly, her thoughts shifting slightly.

【Shura Phantom】!

Hum—

A blurry phantom, identical in silhouette to Xia Jin but entirely semi-transparent and dark red, condensed out from her body.

In the phantom's hand, it also held a semi-transparent dark red long blade.