Chapter 59: Clash

“Damn it, today I ran into a lunatic!”

Feeling the howling wind from the incoming punch, stinging his cheek, Ke Bei’s expression changed abruptly. He realized that Hei Qin’s fist was so fast that even with his mastery of Ripple Step, he was caught off guard!

“Hmph, die!”

Wearing silver battle armor with four golden stripes across the chest, Hei Qin murmured coldly. Ke Bei was about to retreat again when his pupils contracted sharply. Hei Qin’s fist, gleaming with metallic luster, suddenly opened, fingers extending like blades, breaking through the air at lightning speed, striking straight for Ke Bei’s throat.

Those slender fingers, shimmering like golden crystal, erupted with tremendous force, and five sharp whistling sounds split the air as his fingers pierced it. With a casual strike, all five fingers broke the sound barrier in succession! The power of this blow was enough to penetrate even the defenses of a mid-level divine race.

“Damn you!”

Facing Hei Qin’s relentless attack, Ke Bei’s face grew grim, his forehead darkening with frustration. All he’d done was ask for directions—how did he end up provoking such a monstrous lunatic? He’s a real maniac!

Without hesitation, Hei Qin came at him, intent on his life!

Cursing under his breath, Ke Bei’s gaze locked tightly onto those crystalline golden fingers rushing toward him. The internal energy of his Nine Suns Divine Art surged through his body, flowing instantly to every limb. Just as Hei Qin’s hand was less than half a foot away, Ke Bei sprang into action like a leopard poised to strike.

His muscles rippled like waves as he thrust out his palm, shrouding it in the power of the Nine Suns Divine Art. Facing the silver-clad man, Ke Bei dared not slacken his guard.

His palm, enveloped in internal energy, brushed past Hei Qin’s outstretched fingers, then with a sudden twist of his wrist, he slammed his palm onto the back of Hei Qin’s hand.

Hei Qin’s cold face showed a hint of disdain, ignoring Ke Bei’s incoming palm. With his other hand, he clenched a fist and punched fiercely.

Bang!

Ke Bei’s palm struck Hei Qin’s hand, but instead of triumph, Ke Bei’s face grew even heavier. The instant his palm touched Hei Qin’s hand, he felt a sharp, blade-like metallic force slicing toward his palm. Despite his quick reflexes and the protection of his internal energy, blood seeped from his palm.

“Hiss~”

Ke Bei inhaled sharply. As he stood frozen in shock, Hei Qin’s fist slammed toward his abdomen.

“Damn!”

Feeling the sharp wind from the punch at his belly, Ke Bei’s expression changed drastically. Nine Suns Divine Art surged madly to his feet, propelling his Ripple Step to its limit. His speed instantly doubled the speed of sound! With a deafening sonic boom, he retreated dozens of meters in an instant, narrowly dodging Hei Qin’s fist.

“You’re pretty fast!”

The young man in silver, Hei Qin, showed a flash of surprise on his cold face. Earlier, when Ke Bei’s palm struck his hand, Hei Qin had clearly sensed Ke Bei’s robust strength. Though not enough to threaten him, it suggested Ke Bei’s innate ability was related to enhancing strength. Yet he hadn’t expected Ke Bei’s burst of speed to be so astonishing.

“Not bad. A talent that boosts both strength and speed isn’t so shabby. I’ll have some fun with this.”

Hei Qin’s surprise faded, a chilling gleam flickered in his eyes as he smiled sinisterly. He stomped his foot and charged at Ke Bei.

Boom!

Hei Qin clenched his fist tighter, sharp metallic energy swirling around him. His face gradually took on a bizarre metallic hue, his rugged body transforming into the semblance of an impossibly sharp blade. With a sudden motion, he slashed through the air and leapt at Ke Bei like lightning.

“Don’t push me!”

Ke Bei, watching the silver-armored Hei Qin chase him madly, gritted his teeth. A flying knife appeared in his palm. He had only asked for directions; if Hei Qin didn’t want to answer, so be it. Even when Hei Qin attacked, he endured—maybe he shouldn’t have disturbed him, and he could accept that. But to be hunted again and again, pursued mercilessly, was too much!

Ke Bei’s anger blazed within him. Gripping the flying knife, he stared coldly at Hei Qin, deciding that if Hei Qin made another move, he would shoot the knife without hesitation.

Even a clay Buddha has a temper! He wasn’t some soft fruit for anyone to squeeze at will!

Hei Qin, oblivious to Ke Bei’s thoughts and indifferent to them, was consumed by displeasure, intent on venting all his anger.

And Ke Bei was the target.

“Die!”

With a furious roar, Hei Qin leapt in front of Ke Bei, his metallic fist crashing down toward Ke Bei’s head.

“Damn it, you brought this on yourself!”

The anger in Ke Bei’s heart finally erupted. He moved, instantly widening the gap to three meters. Nine Suns Divine Art surged wildly, his fingers trembling slightly as two-thirds of his internal energy poured into the flying knife.

Swish!

Just as Hei Qin prepared to pursue again, a cold gleam flashed. The flying knife in Ke Bei’s palm shot out like thunder, reaching Hei Qin’s forehead in a blink.

“What a fast blade!”

Hei Qin exclaimed in shock, abruptly halting, his pupils contracting. The metallic sheen on his forehead intensified, as if coated in golden dust! His whole head gleamed, making him seem more like a golden statue than flesh and blood.

Boom!

The flying knife, carrying immense force, slammed into Hei Qin’s shining forehead with a sound like muffled thunder.

At the point of impact, an invisible shockwave rippled outward. Hei Qin’s metallic forehead dented three inches inward!

Boom!

The Nine Suns Divine Art’s internal energy within the blade exploded, a wave of heat instantly incinerating Hei Qin’s eyebrows and hair. The golden forehead sank another two inches!

“Roar!”

Hei Qin was enraged, utterly furious. Sharp golden energy erupted from his body, and with a crisp crack, the flying knife lodged in his forehead was shattered to dust by the terrifying golden airflow!

Touching his scorched hair, Hei Qin’s face grew so dark it seemed it might drip water.

“Die!”

The words squeezed from Hei Qin’s clenched teeth were icy cold. In his eyes, Ke Bei was nothing but an ant to crush at any time—and now that ant had nearly wounded him! Arrogant and proud as he was, Hei Qin could not accept this.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Rich golden energy gushed from his body, its sharp aura shredding the surrounding air. He stomped his foot, his body launching toward Ke Bei.

In that instant, his speed almost reached twice the speed of sound!