CHAPTER 25: CHAPTER 25: KICK TO DEATH! (FIRST UPDATE)

「Profound Yellow Sect’s Great Hall.」

Xu Nian sat cross-legged on a cushion, his eyes lightly closed, his breathing exceedingly steady. Below the mountain, the continuous sounds of fighting could be heard. One after another, players reincarnated and rushed down the mountain at the first opportunity, none intending to speak to Xu Nian, the Sect Leader.

At that moment, Xu Nian slowly opened his eyes and glanced at the ’Heaven and Earth’ stone stele before him.

"Since you’re here, why bother hiding?"

This sentence floated through the Great Hall, shattering its tranquility.

A figure wrapped in a black robe entered from the back door of the Great Hall, tightening the robe as he walked. Beneath the black robe was a pair of eyes filled with extreme astonishment. It was indeed the Blood Demon Sect’s Black-robed Guardian.

However, what surprised him was that he had actually been discovered. With his power, there should have been no way for Xu Nian, a Seventh-Grade Martial Artist, to detect him. What was going on?

Xu Nian had discovered him solely thanks to the System Reminder, as the people from Black Tiger Hall had not yet attacked their way up the mountain. The Black-robed Guardian glanced at the enshrined stone stele, his expression turning peculiar. Not worshipping gods or Buddhas, but only respecting Heaven and Earth? This Profound Yellow Sect is indeed quite interesting.

"Did you come here to kill me?" Xu Nian asked, gazing at the stele. He was unaware of the Black-robed Guardian’s identity, and his heart felt somewhat uneasy. But one thing he understood clearly: this person’s power was definitely beyond his ability to confront.

If he wanted to survive, his only option was to catch his opponent off guard and use the Eight Gates Escape Armor to defeat him in a single move. The Eight Gates Escape Armor was known to disregard realms. With just a moment’s chance, he was confident he could kick the opponent to death. This rule-like ultimate technique was absolutely his strongest bottom card!

"Kill you?" The Black-robed Guardian scoffed and shook his head. "You are not worthy to die by my hands." His words were filled with scorn.

In his eyes, a mere Seventh-Grade Martial Artist was no different from an ant. Each Protector of the Blood Demon Sect was at the First-Grade Martial Artist Realm. The gap between a Seventh-Grade Martial Artist and them was far too great. In their eyes, killing such a person was a waste of energy, utterly unnecessary.

"In that case, your presence here leaves this Xu rather puzzled." Xu Nian slowly turned his head and asked, "If it’s not to kill me, you would have no reason to seek help from Black Tiger Hall to come to our Profound Yellow Sect."

This black-robed man was very powerful, so there was no reason for him to deceive Xu Nian. Therefore, the other party was indeed not here to kill him. It wasn’t someone sent by In the Palace! At this, Xu Nian felt considerably more at ease.

"The Nine Dragon Key should be on you. Hand it over, and I will leave," the Black-robed Guardian stated sternly. "I have already searched your entire Profound Yellow Sect and haven’t found the Nine Dragon Key. It must therefore be on your person."

The Nine Dragon Key? When did the Profound Yellow Sect ever possess such a thing? Xu Nian frowned slightly, a sense of confusion rising within him. As the Sect Leader, I’m very clear about the items within the sect, but I truly don’t know about this Nine Dragon Key. But for such a formidable expert to come personally searching for it, the Nine Dragon Key must be very important. Troublesome.

Judging by the opponent’s stance, it was clear he believed the Nine Dragon Key was within their Profound Yellow Sect. It would be difficult to make him leave.

"If I said I know nothing of this Nine Dragon Key, you probably wouldn’t believe me, would you?" Xu Nian sighed, then slowly stood up from the cushion.

Watching Xu Nian’s reaction, the Black-robed Guardian frowned slightly. He doesn’t know? The Nine Dragon Key should be in the hands of Black Wind Stronghold. And Black Wind Stronghold had been wiped out by the Profound Yellow Sect, so it must have fallen into the hands of the Profound Yellow Sect. Could it be possible that Xu Nian, the Sect Leader, isn’t aware of this? Who would believe that?

"From the looks of it, you’re not planning to hand it over?" the Black-robed Guardian said coldly. "If that’s the case, then I shall send you to..."

Before he could finish, Xu Nian’s body suddenly erupted with terrifying internal energy. Visible fluctuations of internal energy even surrounded his body. This internal energy surged skyward from him, causing even the Black-robed Guardian’s eyes to widen. Releasing internal energy? A Grandmaster Realm? How could he be a Grandmaster? This kid was clearly just a Seventh-Grade Martial Artist; how could he possibly be a Grandmaster?

"Foshan Shadowless Kick!" Xu Nian bellowed, his figure swift as a drawn sword, the internal energy throughout his body exploding in an instant. Five seconds! He only had five seconds!

If he couldn’t kill this black-robed man with one kick within five seconds, then he would definitely be the one to die. Thus, he had no intention of hiding anything. Wasn’t this the time to use one’s bottom card?

WHOOSH—!

His speed was so incredible that the Black-robed Guardian’s pupils contracted, and his entire body broke out in a cold sweat. Damn, so fast!

The Black-robed Guardian hurriedly raised his hand to block, but it was already too late. Xu Nian, having activated the Eight Gates Escape Armor, was now right in front of him, a whipping kick landing on his abdomen like a heavy hammer.

BANG!

One kick! The Black-robed Guardian felt as if all his internal organs had shattered, and even the meridians throughout his body had burst from this one kick. What kind of martial art was this, to have such power? How was this possible? He, a majestic First-Grade Martial Artist, couldn’t even block a kick from a Seventh-Grade Martial Artist?

PFFT—

The Black-robed Guardian spat out a mouthful of blood and, like a kite with a snapped string, flew backward, slamming violently into the wall of the Great Hall. The horrific force caved in the wall, and cracks like spider webs instantly spread across its entirety. This one kick not only crippled the Black-robed Guardian but also nearly destroyed the wall of the Great Hall.

Five seconds passed in a flash. Xu Nian’s aura instantly wilted. A sense of weakness completely overcame his body, making it difficult for him to even stand. He slumped to the ground, panting heavily, his face deathly pale, and large beads of sweat rolled down his entire body.

That was close! I did it. That one kick had successfully crippled his opponent. At least this black-robed man no longer had any capacity to fight back.

"You... you destroyed my Dantian?" the Black-robed Guardian spoke, his breath weak and his voice terror-stricken. "How is this possible... How could you... possess such power?"

"To be killed by this martial art of mine is an honor. You can smile in the springs below," Xu Nian said weakly.

What greeted him was the Black-robed Guardian’s completely dissipating life force.

No one would have imagined that a Protector of the Blood Demon Sect at the First-Grade Realm could be killed with a single kick by a Seventh-Grade Martial Artist. If this news were to spread, it would likely shake the entire Jianghu to its core.

"TSK TSK, lucky I didn’t make a move; otherwise, the one dead wouldn’t be the Black-robed Guardian."

A coquettish laugh came from behind Xu Nian. Before Xu Nian could turn to look, he felt a pair of arms wrapping around his neck, hugging him directly. Following closely, a warm body pressed against his back, and hot breath tickled his ear...