D * mn it! Parapsychic waves again! This was a completely different parapsychic wave from the other three shooters. Ye Chong immediately knew that it was a supporter.
Ye Chong pushed off the ground and charged forward, shaking off the enemy's parapsychic wave as he threw a punch at Peng Acha. Peng Acha reacted quickly. He let go of his laser gun and placed his hands in front of his chest, hoping to block Ye Chong's punch.
However, he did not know how strong Ye Chong's punch was, or how much power was contained in the punch.
Ye Chong's punch landed squarely on Peng Acha's hastily raised arms. In other words, Peng Acha had blocked Ye Chong's punch. Both Edward and Peng Acha, who had fired the shot, were secretly delighted.
Crack! There was the crisp sound of bones breaking, followed by a heart-chilling scream.
Who would have thought that the power of this punch would actually reach such a terrifying level? Peng Acha used all his strength to raise his arms, but they were now as fragile as paper. The punch reminded everyone of a single word: unstoppable. No one could withstand the pain of having both arms broken at the same time. Peng Acha screamed in pain as he flew backwards and fainted.
Ye Chong felt helpless. These shooters were all very strong. Every time, he failed to land a killing blow. However, the two shooters were no longer able to fight. Now, he had to face the reinforcements.
Of the 13 shooters, Wei Zheng was dead, and two were heavily injured. Shu Mo'er only needed to keep an eye on her. That meant that there were nine shooters left.
Nine Level 6 shooters were a formidable force no matter where they were. In the battle earlier, Ye Chong had the advantage of being able to take on three shooters at once. He was very close to all three shooters. At close range, his explosive power was terrifying even among the grandmasters of combat, let alone these shooters who did not have outstanding physiques.
However, Ye Chong had lost this advantage.
Wave after wave of psychic energy washed over him like a tidal wave.
Ye Chong's expression changed. He pushed off with the tip of his foot and retreated. He saw the five of them. They were spread out on the wall, surrounding him in a fan shape. The five of them held their laser guns, staring at him hatefully.
It wasn't just five, it should be nine! Ye Chong did not know where the four of them were hiding, but he knew that they were all here. Nine people, not one less, because he sensed nine different waves of spiritual fluctuations.
Dozens of laser beams came from all directions, hitting the spot where he had been standing.
Zong Wen's expression was grim. The enemy was a strong fighter. If they had not come to his aid in time, the three shooters would have been killed. What powerful strength!
The enemy had a wound on his left shoulder, but the rest of him was unharmed. This man was not an archer, but his strength was enough to shock them all. He didn't seem human at all. His speed was faster than the fastest beast, and what about his strength? Was the power of that punch that was aimed at Peng Acha something a human could possess?
Zong Wen glanced at the unconscious Peng Acha in the corner. Both of his arms were exposed to the white bones. Even a veteran like Zong Wen could not help but feel his eyelids twitch.
Besides, the enemy could sense his parapsychic waves. Zong Wen shook his head inwardly. This was the umpteenth time he had changed his opinion of the man. Every time he made an assessment of the man's strength, the man would quickly use his actions to force Zong Wen to change his opinion.
Zong Wen could not lock on to the man with his parapsychic waves. Shooters were strong because of their parapsychic waves. If they could not lock on to the man with their parapsychic waves, they would lose their greatest advantage.
He moved like a phantom, and moved as fast as lightning.
Ye Chong did not dare to slow down, because even the slightest pause was enough for the man to lock on to him with his parapsychic waves. Ye Chong believed that the next laser beam would hit him precisely. No, it might be dozens of laser beams. Sha Ya's performance last time left a deep impression on Ye Chong.
Beams of light flew across the courtyard. Ye Chong's performance surprised everyone once again. His body seemed to be able to twist and bend at any angle at will. You could see all kinds of unimaginable movements. Every part of his body was so soft. Many movements that seemed to defy common sense were done with ease by him.
In the rain of laser beams, a man moved freely, his movements unpredictable. In the past, he had been extremely accurate with his shots, but today, he couldn't hit his opponent no matter what.
Gradually, everyone felt a chill rise from the bottom of their hearts. This man became more and more mysterious and unpredictable in their hearts. Didn't the gray shadow that was moving at high speed look like a ghost from hell?
He was in a passive position. The enemy was not close to him, and this was not good for him.
It was never Ye Chong's style to take a beating without retaliating. His mind worked quickly, and he decided to fight back.
Ye Chong pushed himself off the ground with his right hand and rolled to the side. He curled his body into a ball, and reached for the dagger at his thigh. Daggers had always been one of Ye Chong's favorite weapons. He had given Ban Meng his own dagger, and this one was made with the help of the Research Consortium's equipment. It was made of alloy from a mech part.
Ye Chong aimed at Zong Wen. He did not know Zong Wen, but felt that he was more like the leader of the team.
Ye Chong leaped up with his left leg, flicked his wrist, and threw the dagger in his hand.
The moment Ye Chong threw the dagger, Zong Wen's expression changed. His parapsychic sense had detected the dagger. The other four people were also shocked.
Before the dagger was thrown, they did not detect any parapsychic sense. They did not expect that there was an untraceable attack in this world that did not rely on parapsychic sense.
Ye Chong's throw was based on his wrist strength, his eyesight, and his control of his strength. These were all three qualities that he had practiced many times before. However, he did not have parapsychic sense, which was unexpected.
Zong Wen's reaction was extremely fast. Without hesitation, the light gun in his hand shot at the dagger that was flying towards him.
The dagger was fast, but not as fast as parapsychic sense.
The laser beam hit the dagger in midair, and sparks flew in all directions. It was a beautiful sight.
The laser beam itself did not contain any power. It was lethal because of its high temperature. Anything that came into contact with it would be vaporized.
However, it was not easy to vaporize the entire dagger in such a short time. Besides, the laser beams were very concentrated, and it took dozens of laser beams to vaporize the dagger. This had to do with the material used. The dagger was made of an alloy that was removed from a mech part. It had excellent defensive properties.
His comrades sensed that something was wrong, and focused all their firepower on the dagger.
Ye Chong finally witnessed the accuracy of a Level 6 shooter. The laser beams that were streaking across the courtyard suddenly disappeared. All the laser beams converged at a single point in the air. None of them missed their target.
Ye Chong was shocked. Even in the He Yue Galaxy, there were only a handful of mech pilots who could achieve such accuracy. He did not expect to encounter more than a dozen of them here.
However, this attack gave him a precious moment to catch his breath. All the pressure on him dissipated. His plan worked. Ye Chong's eyes flashed, and his eyes reflected a bone-chilling coldness.
Ye Chong, who had not stopped moving, suddenly stopped moving.
He took a deep breath. His chest expanded like a balloon, and his throat muscles pulsed.
"Break!"
Mortal Roar! It was the September Lan Family's unique sound wave attack. An invisible soundwave spread out from Ye Chong in all directions.
The strong sound wave caused the air in the area to become chaotic. Shooters were much more sensitive than normal people. This was one of their advantages, but it was their fault this time.
Their Spiritual Force immediately detected this powerful sound wave, but they could only watch helplessly as the other party's sound wave engulfed them. The sound waves were invisible and fast. The light guns that they had always relied on to protect themselves were useless in front of the sound waves.
The five of them screamed in pain. Ye Chong had planned for this Mortal Roar for a long time. In order to kill them in one hit, he had used the dagger to gain a short time to charge.
Because of this, the sound wave attack was more powerful than ever before.
There was only one dagger left in midair, but because there was no light beam to attack, the remaining dagger was like a meteor, striking Zong Wen's collarbone. The clear sound of bones breaking was mixed with the screams of the crowd, but it was barely audible.
Ye Chong panted heavily. The battle had drained him of all his energy. There were still four people left. Ye Chong remained calm despite the rapid depletion of his energy.
The four of them were hidden in the shadows. He did not know if they were affected by the sound wave attack.
He looked around cautiously, his left arm hanging limply. Blood seeped out of the wound and flowed down his arm, dripping from his feeble fingers to the ground.
Suddenly, Ye Chong froze. His composure was finally broken.
Two psychic waves, many times stronger than the ones he had encountered earlier, locked on to him. The two psychic waves were almost tangible, much stronger than the strongest mentalist Ye Chong had ever encountered, Huang Baiyi.
Ye Chong did not dare to move. It would be irrational to do so now.
What a strong shooter! Ye Chong thought about it. He found it strange. If the opponent had such a strong shooter, why did they not show themselves in the beginning? Why did they wait until their comrades were injured?
Clap, clap, clap! Applause rang out in the empty courtyard.
A group of people pushed open the door and entered. The leader was a middle-aged man dressed in a black coat. He was tall and slender, and his short black hair stood upright. He had a cold temperament, and there was a faint smile on his lips. "Wonderful, wonderful, truly wonderful."
Beside the middle-aged man, there were two burly men with light guns in their hands standing on either side. One was bald, with a ferocious face. The other was a short man, but his eyes could not hide the sharpness in them.
These two were the shooters who had locked on to him. Their parapsychic waves were too strong. Ye Chong looked at the group again. Beside them, he saw a familiar figure. It was Sha Ya.
Sha Ya looked at Ye Chong apologetically. There was another man with Sha Ya. His expression was cold, and his eyes sharp.
"What a surprise, what a surprise. Sha Ya only said that there was an excellent weaponsmith here. I was tempted, and decided to come take a look. I did not expect to witness such an exciting battle. It was a worthwhile trip. "
The man in the black coat looked at Ye Chong admiringly. While it was admiration, the look in the man's eyes made Ye Chong very uncomfortable. The man's eyes always seemed to be condescending.
"Relax, relax, we're not enemies. Oh, right, we've taken care of the four kids who were hiding. "The man shrugged casually, and nodded to the two people beside him.
Ye Chong felt his body lighten. The feeling of being locked on was gone, but he noticed two almost undetectable parapsychic waves circling around him. Ye Chong's heart skipped a beat, but his expression did not change.
"Who are you?" Zong Wen, who had recovered some of his strength, asked with difficulty.
The man looked at Zong Wen disdainfully. "You have no right to know my name. However, "he looked at Ye Chong and said proudly," You're all basking in his glory. Looks like today is your lucky day. Hmm, let me introduce myself. I'm Sun Sieha. "He did not even look at Zong Wen, but bowed to Ye Chong with a smile.
"Sun Sieha!" Zong Wen was surprised, and laughed bitterly. "I didn't expect to meet the best of the Royal Court. How lucky I am. However, I'm sure you won't mind our companions. "Zong Wen was worried about his four companions.
"Oh, you're talking about those four little fellows? To save us some trouble, they're all dead. "Sun Sieha smiled casually.
Seeing his relaxed smile, everyone who was awake suddenly felt a chill in their hearts.
Zong Wen spat out a mouthful of blood, then coughed violently. His eyes were filled with hatred as he glared at Sun Sieha.
Sun Sieha was not interested in Zong Wen. He was interested in Ye Chong.
"Sir, you're truly amazing. No one has ever trained their body to such an extent. You're the first. I believe that in this world, there is probably no one more proficient in combat than you. Besides, "he reached out his hand to Sha Ya, who immediately passed him the laser gun made from spotted blue fir. Sun Sieha caressed the laser gun and said softly, "You're also an excellent weaponsmith. Please allow me to express my admiration for you once again."
He bowed to Ye Chong again.
Ye Chong's right hand reached out and clenched into a fist. He immediately received a warning look from the two men beside Sun Sieha.
Sun Sieha didn't seem to notice anything. "Your strength is outstanding, and I respect talented people the most. You have the right." He bent down and picked up a small piece of alloy from the ground. He smiled at Ye Chong and said, "Sir, you always surprise me. It's such a fascinating feeling. This gravstone can only be found in Darkniss. I'm curious, how did you manage to get so deep into Darkniss? "
Ye Chong remained silent.
Sun Sieha did not mind Ye Chong's silence. He smiled warmly and said, "Of course, that's not important. What's important is that I only need your strength. Glory, status, money, they're all just words to me. " Sun Sieha's voice was seductive. "Stay with us, and you'll realize that your previous life was just a waste of time. Countless people will worship you, and they will chase after you with all their hearts. You can live the most luxurious life, and those nobles will fight like dogs to curry favor with you and please you. As for those beauties, they will look at you hungrily. You just need to crook your finger, and they will scramble to climb into your bed. If you want to continue your research, that's fine too. You can take any rare materials in the Royal Court. You can do whatever you want with your research. You'll never have to worry about expenses again. "
"What do you say? Join us! "Sun Sieha looked at Ye Chong with keen eyes.
Ye Chong replied calmly, "Why should I join you?"
"Why?" Sun Sieha laughed like he had just heard the funniest joke in the world. He could not stand straight. Sha Ya and the rest were also looking at Ye Chong strangely, wondering why he still did not understand the situation he was in.
Ye Chong's expression was calm, unreadable.
Sun Sieha laughed for a full five minutes before stopping. He looked at Ye Chong with a half-smile and said teasingly, "Why? Well, I have to admit, you're quite cute. Hmm, there are many reasons. For example, look, our team is made up of Level 8 shooters. I don't think there will be another team like this. Another example is that I have the Royal Family's compulsory transfer warrant, which allows me to transfer anyone I want. You have no right to refuse. Also, the benefits that I've just offered, even if it's a trade, you'll only benefit from it. "
"Of course, that's not important." Sun Sieha said with a smile, but a cold light flashed in his eyes, "The important thing is, do you still have a choice?" Sun Sieha was pleased. He enjoyed this feeling. He liked it when his opponent submitted to him. He looked at him with interest. He had encountered this kind of situation many times. Everyone would choose to compromise and yield in this kind of situation. How could this person be an exception?
At the same time, two strong parapsychic waves locked onto him. Sun Sieha's bald head and the short man's eyes glared murderously.
"You're wrong." Ye Chong shook his head. He looked coldly into Sun Sieha's eyes for the first time. His voice was calm and confident. Before he finished, he pressed down on his wrist.
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