This speed wasn't just fast; it was faster than lightning itself!
Jian Wuying had never encountered such a formidable hidden weapon. By the time he realized what was happening, the projectile was already upon him.
As a swordsman, he had no chance to dodge, completely caught off guard. However, being a top-tier assassin, he possessed an innate sensitivity to killing intent. The moment the projectile was fired, Jian Wuying's body reacted faster than his mind. He lunged sideways.
With a *poof*, the bullet grazed his shoulder. Blood immediately gushed out.
Then, with two more *bangs*, Chu Qianli fired her second and third shots at Jian Wuying. Even with his exceptional Qinggong, he couldn't evade both. One grazed his arm, while the other lodged directly into his abdomen.
"Ugh—" Jian Wuying's legs buckled, and he fell to his knees.
Chu Qianli's gun then turned towards Yu Linglong. Yu Linglong spun around and fled, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
Chu Qianli still held her gun, aiming it at Jian Wuying. "Do you see? You are loyal to her, but when faced with danger, has she ever cared about you?"
In reality, she was out of bullets, but neither Yu Linglong nor Jian Wuying knew this. Yu Linglong had never expected this brat to possess such potent hidden weapons, capable of injuring even Jian Wuying. Yu Linglong knew her own martial arts, both in combat skill and Qinggong, were far inferior to Jian Wuying's. If Jian Wuying couldn't dodge these hidden weapons, how could she?
Therefore, before Chu Qianli could make another move, she had already fled. Even seeing Jian Wuying injured, she could only abandon him. She didn't want to die!
At this moment, Chu Qianli was still more than ten paces away from Jian Wuying. She stopped, her gun aimed at him. Seeing Jian Wuying stand up, she narrowed her eyes and said coldly, "I advise you not to make any rash moves. You've already tasted the power of my hidden weapon, haven't you?"
Jian Wuying remained silent. Shot in the abdomen, blood flowed freely. His shoulder and arm were also grazed by bullets. Though not hitting bone, they left two deep wounds. The wound on his shoulder, in particular, was deep enough to expose bone. It burned fiercely, as if the wound had been scorched. He had never seen such magical and powerful hidden weapons! They were not only fast but also carried sparks!
Jian Wuying took a deep breath. Injured as he was, he knew escape was impossible. Yet, his cold face remained devoid of any expression. "Kill me or torture me as you please." For assassins like them, defeat meant death, with no other outcome. From the moment they chose to be assassins, they had few expectations for their fate. Their lives were a constant cycle of killing or being killed; surviving to this day was a blessing, and death at someone else's hands was inevitable.
"Everyone has the right to pursue life. Why do you seek death?" Chu Qianli's gun remained aimed at him, her expression unreadable. "I am not you. I do not enjoy killing. Moreover, you must be suffering greatly after being abandoned by your master. Why should I help you find release?"
"She is not my master."
"Then why..." Chu Qianli quickly suppressed her curiosity. She mustn't ask further; if she continued to linger, Jian Wuying might realize she was out of bullets. Fortunately, he didn't understand these weapons. Although Jian Wuying was injured and bleeding, his martial arts were too profound. If he attacked now, she might not be his match. It was better to get rid of this troublesome individual quickly! When she met Feng Yexuan later, they could figure out how to deal with these two. Now was not the time, nor did she have the capability.
"Jian Wuying, go. Go back and see if Yu Linglong still wants you."
However, Jian Wuying did not leave. Instead, he took a step forward.
"What are you doing?" Chu Qianli maintained her composure, her expression unchanged.
"What exactly are those hidden weapons in your hand?" He was unwilling to be defeated by mere hidden weapons.
"Don't come any closer!" Chu Qianli's face darkened. "If you come any closer, I won't be polite."
"Since I've been defeated by you, kill me. However, I still want to experience the power of these things!" He wanted to know if he could dodge them when fully on guard! He was not reconciled!
Chu Qianli felt a twinge of nervousness. This man was a martial arts fanatic! He must have felt terrible when his skills were inferior to others, and now he was suffering because he was outmatched by a hidden weapon.
"Unleash your hidden weapons!" Jian Wuying took another step forward!
Chu Qianli almost recoiled in fear. Fortunately, she remained somewhat calm. "A defeated opponent, why should I engage with you?" She instinctively shuffled backward.
Jian Wuying's gaze fell on her movement. Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes. "Why are you dodging?"
"I'm not dodging!"
"Then let's try it again!" Jian Wuying suddenly leaped forward. Despite his severe injuries, his speed showed no sign of slowing.
Chu Qianli's pupils contracted, a fine layer of sweat breaking out on her palm. This guy was insane! Was he truly not afraid of death? But with his lunge, she herself could become the one in mortal danger! Chu Qianli dared not think further and raised her hand!
Jian Wuying was already on guard. The moment she raised her hand, he spun in mid-air and fiercely dodged. But this time, there was no sound he anticipated. Chu Qianli had already put away her gun and, with a *swish*, stabbed him with a knife.
"Not using that hidden weapon?" Jian Wuying narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Your hidden weapons are all used up." It wasn't a question!
Chu Qianli's short knife was already upon him. She had expected him to dodge, and then she would scatter some powder at him during his evasion and escape. But she never imagined that Jian Wuying would not dodge this stab. He took her blow head-on with his shoulder.
With a *slice*, the short knife embedded itself into Jian Wuying's shoulder. Chu Qianli froze, and then a sharp pain pierced her heart. She had been acupoint-struck! Everything before her eyes instantly blurred. As she fainted, her only thought was that this man was too reckless. To capture her alive, he was willing to take a stab from her. Were ancient assassins so fearless of death? Did killing require such a heavy price? But she had no chance to find out.
Her vision went black, and her small body finally slumped softly. She fell into Jian Wuying's embrace. Jian Wuying pulled out the short knife embedded in his shoulder, intending to discard it. But for some reason, he ended up tucking it away. The pain in his abdomen persisted, as if something remained within his body. Could it be her hidden weapon? Enduring the pain, he picked her up and turned, heading into the depths of the dense forest...