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99: Chapter 99 Paper Drawings Are Like Ghosts, Not a Single Leaf Touches Them

"Roar——"

The thick scent of blood, like the most lethal stimulant, completely detonated the berserk instincts of the beast horde.

The headless corpses of the three Shadow Demon Wolves had just fallen, and the hundreds of Tier 3 and Tier 4 exotic beasts that were originally preparing to charge the ruins highland instantly turned their heads in unison.

Their scarlet eyes stared fixedly at the black-robed youth standing in place.

The earth trembled.

Hundreds of behemoths leaped up simultaneously from all directions. Their sharp claws and fangs intertwined, resembling a massive black net covering the sky and sun, descending fiercely upon Su Chen.

Some mutant hounds even opened their mouths mid-air, spewing out large patches of sickly green corrosive acid.

"Dodge! Hurry and dodge!"

On the ruins highland, Jiang Feng widened his eyes and roared at the top of his lungs.

However, how could he dodge?

Three hundred and sixty degrees, sky and ground, all were sealed off by the massive bodies of the exotic beasts.

Outside the light screen.

"It's over."

Major General Lei Wuji punched the blood-colored Formation, his knuckles shattering and bleeding, yet he was completely oblivious. A trace of deep despair flashed in the eyes of this iron-blooded general: "Without a Qi-blood shield, being solidly pinned down by so many high-tier exotic beasts, even a Great Grandmaster would be instantly crushed into meat paste."

On the big screen, Su Chen's slender figure was completely submerged by the pitch-black beast horde.

Countless exotic beasts piled layer upon layer, forming a black "meat mountain" over ten meters high in the center. The frenzied sounds of tearing and the cracking of bones made the scalps of the one hundred thousand spectators tingle.

No one could survive in this death meat grinder.

However, at the very center of this pitch-black, foul-smelling "meat mountain."

Facing this saturated physical attack where not even a needle could be inserted, Su Chen made an action that defied common sense.

He did not exert force; in fact, he completely relaxed every tense muscle in his entire body.

"Is this all?"

Su Chen whispered in his heart.

At this moment, his body seemed to have all its bones removed, completely losing the constraints of mass.

[Six Powers: Paper Arts].

The massive body of an Iron-armored Rhino crashed over like a bulldozer.

Just one millisecond before its sharp horn was about to pierce through Su Chen's chest.

The violent airflow stirred up by the rhino's charge struck Su Chen first.

Following the thrust of this airflow, Su Chen's body was like a sheet of paper without any weight. His chest caved inward and slid in an extremely strange, completely anti-joint angle.

"Whoosh——"

The sharp rhino horn grazed past Su Chen's chest with absolute precision.

Su Chen did not even lose a single hair.

But because the rhino used too much force, it couldn't stop at all.

"Puchi!"

That horn pierced directly through the belly of a Shadow Demon Wolf behind Su Chen that was opening its mouth to launch a sneak attack.

"Awoo!" The Shadow Demon Wolf let out a shrill scream.

This was just the beginning.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

A dozen sharp claws capable of tearing through steel plates swiped down simultaneously from above and both sides of Su Chen.

Su Chen's feet were nailed to the spot, but his lumbar and cervical vertebrae were like willow branches in the wind.

Airflow surged.

He bent backward, almost parallel to the ground, avoiding the strike from above; then his body twisted and folded strangely to the left like a swimming snake.

"Crack!"

Two exotic beasts that lunged too violently collided in mid-air. One of the beast's claws failed to grab Su Chen and instead viciously pierced into its companion's throat, strangling it on the spot.

Chaos!

The interior of the meat mountain fell into extreme chaos!

In this airtight death meat-grinding net, Su Chen was like a ghost that had jumped outside the Three Realms.

Interlocking poisonous fangs, fierce and lethal claw strikes.

Each time it seemed perilous, each time it almost touched Su Chen's skin.

But each time, it missed by that final half-millimeter that determined life and death!

"What's going on?" The exotic beasts on the periphery that hadn't squeezed in let out irritated low growls.

"Where is he?!"

Several Corpse-corroding Hounds went mad, spraying large patches of acid.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle——"

The acid fell like raindrops.

Su Chen's body continuously side-stepped and rotated within an extremely small space.

Drops of sickly green venom grazed his cheeks and clung to his black combat pants as they fell, corroding deep pits into the ground, but not a single drop could contaminate his body.

Su Chen was not only dodging.

He was also killing.

"Swish!"

In the instant his body bent backward strangely, Su Chen flipped his right hand, and the black sword wrapped in Armament Haki followed the momentum and flicked upward gently.

"One."

A black light flashed, and a hound leaping in mid-air was instantly disemboweled, its internal organs spilling out with a clatter.

Su Chen side-stepped, the sword edge extending horizontally to the right.

"Two."

The blade silently pierced into the eye socket of an Iron-armored Rhino, reaching straight to the brain.

Withdraw sword, turn around, crouch.

"Three, four, five."

The sword light was like black lightning in the night.

No wide, sweeping hacks, no deafening roars.

Su Chen turned killing into a precise art, extremely accurate, with not a shred of wasted energy.

Every time the black light flashed, every time his footsteps slid.

It was guaranteed to be accompanied by the fall of a massive exotic beast.

On the periphery, holographic camera drones hovered above the Arena.

The image on the big screen made the breathing of one hundred thousand people gradually stop.

"Look! That meat mountain... collapsed!"

The adjutant beside Major General Lei Wuji pointed at the screen, his voice trembling.

It could be seen that the "meat mountain" formed by hundreds of exotic beasts suddenly began to collapse from the inside.

One after another, the massive high-tier exotic beasts, without even letting out a scream, as if their Souls had been extracted, rolled down from the meat mountain one after another, crashing into the mud and water, completely still.

The corpses piled up more and more.

The center of the meat mountain finally revealed a sliver of a gap.

The camera lens instantly zoomed in.

On the big screen, a scene appeared that would be unforgettable for a lifetime.

Amidst the severed limbs flying across the sky, amidst the beast blood pouring down like a torrential rain.

That youth, stripped to the waist, was holding a black sword, dancing amidst the siege of the beast horde.

"Swish!"

A Shadow Demon Wolf's sharp claws swiped past the tip of his nose.

Su Chen's body drifted half a foot to the left in defiance of gravity, and the black sword followed the momentum to slit the Shadow Demon Wolf's throat.

"Bang!"

Another exotic beast crashed over.

Su Chen was like a piece of paper blown by the wind, drifting backward lightly along the airflow, backhanding a sword strike that pierced the exotic beast's heart.

He walked on the edge of death.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, a storm of blood and gore.

But on his body, on his perfect, explosive muscles, there was not a single drop of blood! Not a drop of venom!

Not a single leaf touches the body!

Impeccably clean!

"This... what on earth is this movement technique?!"

A knowledgeable university admissions director stood up abruptly, knocking over the table in front of him, "Completely abandoning Protective Aura defense, relying purely on physical flexibility and perception of airflow to dodge? This is impossible! How could human bones perform such movements!"

"Does he not have bones?!"

"Monster... this is simply a monster!"

A burst of gasps and exclamations erupted from the stands.

On the highland, Jiang Feng watched with his mouth wide open, forgetting even the pain in his shoulder: "Brother Chen... is he just taking a stroll here?"

In mid-air.

The expression under the Cult Deacon's mask had become ugly to the extreme.

He had originally thought Su Chen would be instantly crushed into meat paste, but instead, he saw his own exotic beasts killing each other, being harvested by Su Chen like cutting wheat.

What terrified him most was Su Chen's posture, which was almost like playing around.

"He has completely seen through the attack trajectories of all the exotic beasts."

The Cult Deacon ground his teeth and clenched his fists.

"Cannot let him continue killing like this! If the beasts on the ground can't touch him, then seal off his space!"

The Cult Deacon lifted his head abruptly and roared at the dozen Poison-Corroding Wyverns circling in the higher sky.

"Air force! Spray poison for me!"

"Cover the entire area, don't care about the life or death of those ground beasts below! Melt him and those beasts together into blood water for me!"

"Hiss——!"

The dozen Poison-Corroding Wyverns received the order and arranged themselves in Formation in mid-air.

A massive shadow completely shrouded the sky above Su Chen's head.

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