Chapter 33

Ning Yue let out a clear whistle, and his body lightly soared up, seemingly without much effort, rising to a height of twenty to thirty meters.

This time, Ning Yue did not make a fool of himself. He stretched out his arms and, with a somersault, landed steadily on the ground.

The strange energy he had absorbed from practicing the Tai Qing Heart Method did not dissipate immediately but accumulated in his body, seeping from the eight extraordinary meridians and twelve regular meridians into his limbs and every bone.

Ning Yue casually threw a punch, and it produced a series of crisp sounds that echoed in the air for a long time.

Just with a casual punch, Ning Yue tested his abilities. Although he had only practiced for a little over an hour, his physical strength, soul power, speed, nerve reflexes, cell vitality, intelligence, and mental strength had all increased. In particular, his physical strength had increased the most. The value displayed on the crystal screen, which had been transformed from the divine crystal, had already risen to 918, a rapid increase.

Even the strongest athletes in the main world, at the world champion level, could only exert a few thousand pounds of force. With his strength, Ning Yue could easily win any Olympic event, and even if he returned to ancient times, he would not fear ordinary top martial artists just by relying on his sheer strength.

Ning Yue was pondering what to do next when he suddenly heard someone hurrying through the woods on the shore. He became slightly wary and was about to hide when he heard several loud shouts, and over ten people leaped out of the woods.

The leader, upon seeing Ning Yue, immediately showed a look of great joy, sneered, and said in a sinister voice, "Brat, we finally caught you. Where do you think you can run this time?" After saying this, he looked around and asked with ill intent, "Why are you alone? Where is your sister?"

Ning Yue had no sister, so he was slightly taken aback and did not have time to answer before someone leaped out from behind him, shouting, "Capture this brat first; there's no need to fear where the girl can run." This person moved like the wind, like a flying monkey striking from a distance. His palms spread out, and the force covered all directions, clearly a rare expert.

Although Ning Yue had just practiced and regained his true qi, he had not yet recovered his soul power and did not know the strength level in the Nine Heavens. Therefore, he did not engage in a direct confrontation but slightly shifted his feet and used a set of footwork.

If this footwork were fully utilized, it would be as graceful as a flying goose, as agile as a startled dragon, as light as the wind, and as swift as lightning, making it impossible to catch. Even in a thousand troops, one could walk as if in a leisurely stroll. However, Ning Yue wanted to learn from these people what this place was like, so he did not use its full potential, only employing a third of its effectiveness.

This footwork was extremely subtle. Even though Ning Yue only used a third of its effectiveness, it still had an unpredictable quality. In just one step, he evaded the sudden attack from the person.

The attacker was slightly surprised but did not hesitate. He let out a fierce whistle, and a half-head of a fierce beast suddenly appeared outside his body, roaring silently. Within a ten-step radius, the air suddenly became as heavy as a mountain, and Ning Yue could no longer take a second step.

As the attacker's palms were about to strike, they were about to smash Ning Yue's brain to pieces.

In this moment of extreme danger, Ning Yue suddenly entered a wondrous state. His consciousness seemed to detach from his body, transforming into a mist-like substance that enveloped all directions. His vision expanded, and within a twenty-step radius, there were no blind spots.

In this instant, time seemed to freeze.

He could see everyone's expressions and actions. Some showed shock and tried to stop their companions, some showed a sinister smile, seemingly enjoying the spectacle, and others were confused, not knowing how to react...

Ning Yue merely had a slight thought, and a fist-sized rock three steps away slowly floated up towards him, finally falling into his open palm half a foot in front of him.

Ning Yue flipped his palm and slapped it. The rock disappeared from his palm and, with a "thud," pierced the forehead of the person attacking him. There was only a slight muffled sound, and the rock penetrated the person's head.

This person never expected Ning Yue to have such a means. The corpse fell to the ground with a thud, and the palm force he had exerted before death only stirred up dust, failing to touch a single hair on Ning Yue's body.

To the others, it seemed that Ning Yue had casually grabbed and slapped, and a strange rock appeared in his palm, then disappeared and mysteriously struck the attacker's forehead, killing him on the spot.

What was most peculiar was that the rock did not travel the distance from Ning Yue's palm to the attacker's forehead. Instead, it disappeared from his palm and reappeared three inches above the attacker's brow, with no trace of its path. Thus, the attacker had no time to defend and was killed by a mysterious blow to the head.

The over ten people who had rushed out all showed looks of shock.

The leader, who reacted quickly, showed a look of great joy after his shock and shouted, "Is this the mysterious technique from the Ten Thousand Treasures Spirit Mirror? It is indeed extraordinary. But with your age, even if you have the Ten Thousand Treasures Spirit Mirror, how much can you have practiced? You might as well surrender and still have a chance to live."

Ning Yue could not help but laugh bitterly, spreading his hands and saying, "I have no idea what you are talking about. You must have the wrong person."

The leader sneered and shouted, "Brat, do you think a few words can convince us to let you go? That's too naive. You should explain yourself to the Chief Manager. If he believes you, he might let you go."

Ning Yue sighed slightly, knowing that these people would not believe him and were mistaking him for someone else. He also knew that words alone could not persuade them.

He thought to himself, "It seems the natives of the Nine Heavens can establish a country, so they are not as chaotic as I imagined."

After Ning Yue killed one person, the leader did not dare to be careless. He waved his hand, and over ten subordinates surrounded him.

Ning Yue, having lost all his strength, had only recovered a bit of true qi but had not yet opened any life souls or condensed any virtual forms. His combat power was less than one or two percent of his peak. Therefore, he did not hesitate to leap into the river, hold his breath, and dive, quickly swimming over ten meters away.

Some of the people were also skilled swimmers and jumped into the river, but the river was turbulent, and they searched the nearby waters in vain. Ning Yue had already disappeared without a trace.

The leader, who had not entered the water, had an iron-gray face. After a moment of silence, he said fiercely, "Yuan Ye acted on his own, letting the brat escape. This matter must be reported to the Chief Manager."

Everyone knew that it was not really like that, but they also knew that letting the child escape would bring disaster to all of them. By blaming the dead, they could avoid punishment. Who would speak up to stop it?

Although the leader had found a scapegoat, he felt no relief.