Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 849: Battle Instinct

Chapter 849: Chapter 849: Battle Instinct

Timir flashed several hundred meters away, looking at Zhao Yong in horror. His entire jaw was kicked into his skull, leaving just two large front teeth at the bottom of his face, looking rather bizarre.

However, since his life form was different from ordinary humans, he only sustained some injuries and did not die from it.

After being hit twice, Timir was already somewhat afraid to get close to Zhao Yong. The confidence from ambushing and defeating the Eightfold and Brababa had completely vanished.

"Stay steady, rely on my speed, hit once and leave, don’t let him catch me..."

Timir took a deep breath, his body transforming into a beam of golden light. He first leaped back and forth around Zhao Yong a few times. When he confirmed the opponent couldn’t respond to his speed, he launched an attack from behind.

Just as his hand was about to pierce through Zhao Yong’s neck from behind, Zhao Yong moved his feet, dodging Timir’s stab, and then directly smashed his elbow into Timir’s face.

Originally, Timir looked almost holy, divine-like, but after this strike, his head resembled a smashed pumpkin, making it unbearable to look at directly.

However, his jaw was knocked out, making his head look a bit more complete.

Then Zhao Yong aimed a stomp at Timir’s chest, but Timir escaped in time, leaving a deep footprint on his chest.

Timir no longer dared to approach rashly, sensing something was off about this man—very off!

Although his speed wasn’t fast, and his moves weren’t sophisticated, every time he got close, he was inexplicably hit!

Even his long-range attacks were either dodged or scattered by this guy.

Wen Li looked at Timir, a hint of mockery in his expression.

The reason he chose the area around Heavenly Pillar Peak as the battleground, besides its sparse population and the weak presence of the Hunter Association, was mainly due to Timir’s existence.

But through his interactions with Timir, he perceived Timir’s abomination, unwillingness, and arrogance.

If Timir truly possessed abilities that could impress Wen Li, he wouldn’t mind taking him back to the Death Omen Star.

However, it now seemed that Timir’s emotions were merely the jealousy of an incompetent person, and after using him here, he would leave him behind.

But that Zhao Yong...

His strength was indeed beyond Wen Li’s expectations, even he couldn’t understand how Zhao Yong was easily beating Timir.

Looking at Zhao Yong’s fluid movements, it seemed as if he already knew Timir’s reactions and was prepared on how to attack.

For Zhao Yong, the fight wasn’t a back-and-forth, but rather, it was an I-go, I-go, I-go...

As Wen Li contemplated Zhao Yong’s abilities, Sun Shanxing didn’t stop his attacks, consistently assaulting him, preventing him from recovering from his injuries.

Moreover, Illiyat’s Blood Poison also significantly weakened Wen Li’s state.

The rhythm of Sun Shanxing’s attacks was well maintained, and he had great confidence in Zhao Yong, knowing that there were only two outcomes if Zhao Yong faced Timir.

If Timir insisted on fighting Zhao Yong, he would be beaten to death by him.

If Timir chose to flee, Zhao Yong couldn’t catch him, but that way, Zhao Yong could turn his attention to dealing with Wen Li.

Speaking of which, although Zhao Yong looked like he was from Sun Shanxing’s father’s generation, he was actually a Demon Hunter discovered by Sun Shanxing.

Growing up, Zhao Yong looked diminutive. In middle school, he appeared weaker and frailer than the old men playing chess on the street corners.

And in undeveloped children, due to congenital reasons or educational factors, there is more or less an unconscious malice.

This malice usually doesn’t cause serious consequences, but its most terrifying aspect is that the doer doesn’t realize it’s malicious.

Therefore, when a figure like Zhao Yong appeared in a group of kids, he became the perfect target for bullying.

Amidst the strange gazes, Zhao Yong timidly endured until high school.

Until one day, Zhao Yong went to the hospital for a physical check-up and discovered that he was already not long for this world.

The reason for his premature aging appearance was a rare disease. Surviving until high school was a miracle, and given his physical condition, he could live at most another month.

Upon knowing this bad news, Zhao Yong became a changed person. Previously anyone could bully him, but now if anyone bullied him, he’d dare to fight them to the death.

Not leashing your dog and letting it scare people? Zhao Yong would just kill your dog!

A prank pulling away Zhao Yong’s chair? Zhao Yong would smash the chair over the other’s head!

Speaking about him in a mocking tone? Zhao Yong would just take a stick and ’mock’ them back.

People who dared to act so recklessly wouldn’t live long, regardless of their terminal illnesses.

But during this period, Zhao Yong discovered he had an extraordinary talent for fighting.

When others threw punches at him, he instinctively knew how to dodge with minimal effort, and how to counterattack most effectively to incapacitate the enemy quickly.

Later on, seeing a toilet brush would instantly bring eight strategies to his mind on how to use it to take down an adversary, and he could even execute them!

Thus, the fearless Zhao Yong became a local dominance near the school.

From towering classmates to street hoodlums, to thugs from criminal organizations... no one was able to oppose him!

Eventually, Zhao Yong, a sickly high schooler, challenged the largest gang in the area and beat up the powerful superpower user leader.

This unusual phenomenon finally caught the attention of the Hunter Association, and so Zhao Yong became a Demon Hunter.

As for his terminal illness, as his strength grew, it gradually turned into a minor ailment, even disappearing entirely.

However, his prematurely aged appearance couldn’t be changed.

Later, Zhao Yong spent several years with the Hunter Association, growing into a superpower user at the True Order Realm, and very few people knew his limits.

Many speculated about Zhao Yong’s incredible abilities, such as seeing the future to know his opponents’ moves, or directly seeing through their weaknesses.

But actually, his ability was just one—a combat intuition that ordinary superpower users had.

The only difference was that he had enhanced this ability to its limit!

After reaching the True Order Level, Zhao Yong could even rely on his intuition to directly ’see’ how the opponent would attack next.

For enemies like Timir, with simple and crude patterns of action, Zhao Yong had already devised a combo against him the moment he set eyes on him.

Timir wanted to make a getaway, but he still didn’t opt to flee.

Yogma was irresistible, so even if he had to give it his all, he had to defeat the enemy before him!

So... like a game character trapped in a corner, he could only be tragically subjected to Zhao Yong’s spectacular combo.