Jing Xue Ying Hong Zhu
Chapter 107 Zhang Li Speed Domain
Xier fired six shots in rapid succession, sending eight bullets across the battlefield.
Seeing this, Fei Fan stopped posing with just one hand.
*Pfft!*
Fei Fan used both hands to defend against Xier's eight bullets, each capable of piercing the soul.
Ying Ning, watching Fei Fan's peculiar ability, cursed, "Damn it! This guy is even harder to deal with than that dragon from before."
Xier remained motionless in her shooting stance. "Ying Ning, don't worry. Let me try again."
A thousand meters away, Fei Fan noticed Xier's finger about to pull the trigger once more.
But the eight bullets already in flight showed no sign of stopping.
"Damn! Dealing with these eight bullets is already my limit." Fei Fan hastily retracted his hands, dropping to his knees and sliding along the ground, his back pressed close.
*Xiu!* The eight bullets flew past like wild horses freed from their reins.
Because the eight bullets, imbued with netherflame, were so tightly clustered, the compression and collision of the netherflame's energy caused two of them to change trajectory.
Fei Fan had just regained his balance when he sensed the aura of death looming behind him!
Turning his head, Fei Fan never expected that two of the eight unstoppable bullets had altered their course and were targeting him again.
In desperation, Fei Fan quickly stretched out his hands to block them. "Zhang Li Jia..." (Zhang Li Acceleration)
Time seemed to freeze, and then...
*Pfft! Pfft!*
Before Fei Fan could unleash his ability, Xier's two bullets had already blown off a finger from each of his hands.
After a brief two or three seconds, Fei Fan's pain receptors finally transmitted the agony throughout his body.
Instantly, Fei Fan grimaced in pain, his features contorted, and intense pain spread through his entire being. The veins on his head bulged, and the piercing, heart-wrenching torment nearly paralyzed his brain.
"Damn it! Damn it!!!"
"A mere human, a lowly human, actually broke my fingers!!!"
"Unforgivable!!!"
"War Dragon's Secret Art – Zhang Li Su Yu!" (Zhang Li Acceleration Domain)
Finally... Fei Fan roared, unleashing his signature technique, Zhang Li Su Yu.
Zhang Li Su Yu is the ability to rapidly expand and extend the volume of any object to its maximum. When the energy reaches its maximum limit, it dissipates.
Whether it's the power of thunderous breath, Luke's heroic Qi, wind elements, fire elements, or any other form of energy, as long as it touches Fei Fan's Zhang Li acceleration, it will be accelerated and expanded by the Zhang Li, reaching its maximum potential until it vanishes.
To give a simple example, when we blow up a balloon, it gets bigger and bigger. When the balloon's Zhang Li reaches its maximum limit, it bursts and shatters.
This is Fei Fan's ability – Zhang Li acceleration. It rapidly maximizes incoming energy, and when the energy reaches its own limit, it explodes, shatters, and disappears.
In an instant!!! Within the Zhang Li Su Yu, there was tightness and looseness, density and sparseness, undulation, and a clear sense of rhythm.
Seeing the situation turn dire, Xier and Ying Ning each pulled Feng Lei and Luke, who were seriously injured, and the four gathered together.
Xier looked at her magazine. "I only have four bullets left. In the current situation, I'm afraid I can't kill him with a single shot."
Feng Lei, supported by Xier, said to Luke, "Hey! Brother, what are you thinking about right now?"
Luke smiled faintly. "What you're thinking is exactly what's on my mind."
The two smiled at each other, then shook off Xier and Ying Ning and charged toward Fei Fan once more.
Yes, this is the stubbornness and unwavering courage of men who may concede defeat but never surrender!!!
Perhaps they will lose! But as men!
We... will never back down!
Feng Lei and Luke thought to themselves, "Since we can't use heroic Qi (thunderous breath), then I'll engage him in close combat!"
*Bang!*
Luke threw a backhand swing to create an opening for Feng Lei. Feng Lei followed closely with a high horizontal kick, aiming for Fei Fan's head.
But the War Dragon clan had always been skilled in battle, and although both his hands had been severed, Fei Fan was currently within his own Zhang Li Su Yu.
Fei Fan sidestepped to the left, blocking Luke's swing, and used his right bent arm to deflect Feng Lei's high horizontal kick.
The next second, Feng Lei and Luke switched positions.
Luke was on the right, and Feng Lei was on the left.
*Bang!* Luke delivered a right hook to the ribs, breaking Fei Fan's counterattack. Feng Lei seized the opportunity to launch a left uppercut followed by a left elbow strike, unleashing a two-hit combo.
Fei Fan was forced back several steps by the elbow strike and immediately launched a counterattack.
Feng Lei and Luke simultaneously ducked and weaved, dodging Fei Fan's backhand haymaker before retaliating with blows to the abdomen.
*Bang! Bang!*
When it came to boxing, Luke was the most outstanding of the three.
After the swaying strike to the abdomen, Luke connected with an angled uppercut, followed by a flip-back counter punch, setting the stage for a powerful backhand.
*Bang!*
Luke's powerful backhand punch sent Fei Fan reeling backward.
Just as Fei Fan was struggling to regain his balance, Feng Lei delivered a 180-degree spinning hook kick, like a steel whip, slamming into Fei Fan's chest.
With a muffled thud, Fei Fan was sent crashing to the ground.
Luke was about to press his advantage...
The next second, Fei Fan quickly rolled backward, tearing at the ground.
To everyone's surprise...
Fei Fan actually ripped the ground apart. The texture of the tearing was like tearing a blanket or a rubber mat.
Fei Fan had used his Zhang Li acceleration to turn the earth into Zhang Li. He used the earth as his shield to block Feng Lei and Luke's tag-team assault.
The two had already experienced Fei Fan's Zhang Li acceleration and knew how perverse the ability was.
During the stalemate, neither was willing to make the first move. Fei Fan seemed to be intentionally waiting for them to attack first.
Feng Lei couldn't hold back any longer, and as soon as he charged toward Fei Fan, his legs felt like they were sinking into a quagmire, unable to break free.
Fei Fan quickly threw a punch to the face, causing a brief moment of stiffness, then used a hand-knife chop to strike at Feng Lei's already fractured neck bone.
Feng Lei responded with a cross-arm block, defending and countering.
Unexpectedly, Fei Fan leaned back to dodge the swing, grabbed Feng Lei's arm again, and delivered another chop to the neck, attacking Feng Lei's injured neck.
And that wasn't the end of it...
Fei Fan had finally gained the upper hand in the battle and wasn't about to miss the opportunity.
Two chops to the neck left Feng Lei's consciousness reeling. Fei Fan quickly switched his hand, using his arm to cut and entangle, converting into a neck-wrap.
*Bang!*
A knee strike to the neck, followed by a twisting neck throw.
Feng Lei was thrown into the air, spinning violently for three and a half rotations before landing headfirst on the ground.
*Boom!*
Before Feng Lei could even utter a sound, he had already fallen unconscious.
This series of continuous strikes seemed lengthy.
In reality, Fei Fan had only used two or three seconds.
Seeing Feng Lei knocked unconscious, Luke charged forward with a flying punch towards Fei Fan's face.
Fei Fan remained calm and composed. He simply reached out and pulled something seemingly from thin air, a rubbery substance that restrained Luke's flying punch.
*Bang!*
Fei Fan delivered a spinning heel kick, sending Luke flying several meters before he curled up, kneeling on the ground.