35: Chapter 35 Assassination

Shen Xingchen took a hot shower as usual.

He changed into his pajamas and opened the window as a light rain fell outside.

He lazily stretched, faced the wind, and took a deep breath, washing away all his fatigue.

Tomorrow was the championship battle.

Although He Yan's strength was indeed outstanding, she still had no way to contend with him.

He believed that in He Yan's heart, she also lacked the confidence to defeat him.

Tomorrow, he would definitely teach this uncultured woman a good lesson!

Drip—

A droplet of water gently fell onto the floor of the room.

"Who is it?"

Shen Xingchen's nerves instantly tightened as he cautiously observed his surroundings.

The moment the water droplet fell just now, he felt an extremely dense killing intent.

At such a close distance, Shen Xingchen could only perceive a trace of the other person's aura, which was enough to show how terrifying that person was.

He looked in the direction where the water droplet fell, but saw no figure.

"You shouldn't have hurt him!" A female voice drifted out faintly from behind Shen Xingchen.

Shen Xingchen turned his head, still seeing no trace of that person.

The newcomer was hidden extremely well, likely using some divine artifact far exceeding the Second Order.

"Are you He Yan?" Shen Xingchen guessed the newcomer's identity by the voice.

This crazy woman, coming to his room at this time, was she going to kill him?

Suddenly,

Shen Xingchen's back felt as if it were pricked by needles. That was a martial artist's intuition, and his body suddenly bounced away.

At the spot where he had been standing just a moment ago, a pitch-black dagger stabbed forward.

If Shen Xingchen hadn't dodged in time, that dagger would have precisely pierced through Shen Xingchen's neck!

Shen Xingchen's pupils contracted slightly.

This crazy woman was going for the kill!

The dagger attack missed, and a female figure in black appeared there, shockingly turning out to be He Yan.

He Yan's expression was icy. "I said before, if he is hurt, you die!"

Shen Xingchen sneered. "You advanced all the way, who knows how many people you severely injured? I'm just treating you the way you treat others, and you can't handle it?"

He Yan: "I don't care about other people's affairs, but him! You simply cannot hurt him!"

Shen Xingchen laughed out of anger. "Moron!"

Not a shred of morality, not a trace of a baseline.

A disgusting, egoistic love-brain, as if her lower body was purely manipulating her body!

He Yan was also enraged. "You have no idea what we've been through. What qualification do you have to judge me!"

As she spoke, her body transformed into a residual streak of light, the dagger in her hand flashing with a dazzling blood-red color.

Shen Xingchen felt a terrifying pressure, and an aura of death shrouded around him.

It was that dagger!

Shen Xingchen fixed his gaze on it.

He Yan's pupils, that pair of eyes, radiated the same eerie blood-red light as the dagger.

That deep blood-red, with just a slight bloom, manifested a towering might!

Shen Xingchen pulled back and retreated hastily.

The current He Yan was completely different from daytime.

Her body was shrouded in an eerie aura, resembling a cold killing machine.

She couldn't be fought head-on!

This was Shen Xingchen's judgment.

However, he was not entirely without a way.

Although He Yan's strength was terrifying right now, her expression was extremely distorted, presumably having paid an extremely painful price to harness that terrifying power.

And how long could she maintain such a state?

With a bang,

Shen Xingchen rushed out through the floor-to-ceiling window, took a few steps, and landed on the street.

What he had executed just now was the Divine Mobility Step he had just learned. Displaying this minor-success footwork revealed a terrifying speed that was matchless below the Third Order!

"What you've been through, what does it have to do with me, and what does it have to do with anyone else?" Shen Xingchen said.

"How you treat others is how others treat you. Is there a problem?"

"In the past, no one treated you like I do, it was simply because their strength wasn't enough!"

Shen Xingchen stared at He Yan disdainfully.

"Today you will surely die!" He Yan let out a cold snort.

The blood-red light of the dagger in her hand grew increasingly eerie, and dense thorn patterns rapidly crawled up her arm.

"With my blood, open the cycle of creation and annihilation!"

In front of her, an intricate mysterious mark appeared, and a power of death spread out.

That was the power of the He family's ancestors!

That was the power of the gate of creation and annihilation!

A sneer hung on the corner of He Yan's mouth.

No matter how strong Shen Xingchen's strength was, it was impossible to block the offensive of the gate of creation and annihilation!

The huge blood-red dagger crushed down from the firmament.

Shen Xingchen urged the Divine Mobility Step to its absolute limit, his body almost turning into a residual shadow as he sprinted along Jinhuang Avenue.

This was the first time since he transmigrated into this world that he was unable to counter the enemy and chose to evade.

The power of death pursued him, and Shen Xingchen dodged past it by a hair's breadth, leaving a few drops of cold sweat on his face.

Fortunately, he possessed a movement-type martial skill at minor success!

Failing in one strike, the illusory dagger conjured by the gate of creation and annihilation did not disappear. Instead, it turned its blade and continued to kill towards Shen Xingchen.

The rain grew heavier and heavier.

Shen Xingchen's body, mixed with rainwater, sprinted along the long street.

He only needed to stall!

Stall until He Yan could no longer harness this taboo-like might.

The illusory blood-red dagger assaulted and killed him time and time again.

Shen Xingchen's body was as fast as a rushing thunderclap, but dodging was still extremely strained.

Even many times, that illusory blood-red dagger grazed across his body.

Streaks of blood emerged, only to be washed clean by the rain.

On Shen Xingchen's body, a cyan-golden light emerged.

The skill Life Recovery from the Tiancang Azure Dragon was currently activating.

The wounds that had just appeared began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This was the terrifying aspect of an S-grade Talent Divine Ability: a three hundred percent bonus to health recovery speed!

As Shen Xingchen's strength increased, his recovery speed would only get faster and faster!

By that time, the injuries inflicted by the enemy might not even heal as fast as his own recovery!

Shen Xingchen evaded the illusory dagger all the way.

Just now, he suddenly felt that evading was seemingly not as strenuous as before.

His own speed had not increased.

That meant He Yan's speed in manipulating the dagger had slowed down!

A trace of a sneer appeared on the corner of Shen Xingchen's mouth.

It was almost time for his counterattack!

On He Yan's side,

her blood frantically surged into the blade of creation and annihilation.

correspondingly, her complexion gradually turned pale.

Wanting to fully harness this dagger required at least the strength of the Seventh Order.

Forcing it to activate this time, she was also having a hard time.

After driving the blade of creation and annihilation once more to complete a kill attempt, He Yan spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"I'm nearing my limit!"

He Yan gritted her teeth.

Why was Shen Xingchen's speed so fast!

It was obviously just a little bit short, just a little bit short!

Her head felt like it was splitting apart, and blue veins bulged on her pretty little face, making her whole person appear distorted.

"Kill!"

The speed of the illusory blood-red dagger surged once again.

Hum—

The sound of breaking wind resounded.

"Can't dodge in time!"

Shen Xingchen's expression was solemn as spiritual power surged out from his entire body.

On his body, cyan-golden dragon scales emerged, covering his entire body like a set of war armor.

On his fist, the dragon shadow was majestic!

Eight Desolations Dragon-Nurturing Fist!

For the first time, Shen Xingchen urged the Earth-grade fist technique with all his might.

"Boom—"

Six dragon roars resounded.

The fist clad in dragon scale armor rushed toward the dagger with a frenzied posture.

"Damn bitch, this young master will fight you to the death!"