Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 506 - 287 Ice Cold

Chapter 506: 287 Ice Cold

Fang Zhixing lifted Jun Yao in his arms and leaped up, breaking away from Xigou’s back and landing on the ice.

Whoosh~

The moment his feet touched the ice, he immediately sensed something was wrong.

The surface was too slippery!

This was no ordinary ice; the friction was extremely low.

His feet slid uncontrollably on the ice, spinning wildly, unable to stop.

Bang!

Fang Zhixing forcefully stamped his foot, cracking the ice, and finally stabilized his stance.

That stomp also confirmed for Fang Zhixing that the ice extended all the way to the riverbed.

Moreover, the hardness of the ice was astonishing, comparable to steel-reinforced bones.

He immediately turned his head to look towards the opposite riverbank.

Gusts of wind howled, a white robe trimmed with gold and jade fluttering noisily.

On the riverbank stood a pale-faced young man with flowing silver hair, his eyebrows also snow-white as if frosted with ice.

This young man held a paper fan in his hand, gently swaying it, his face bearing a smirk.

Fang Zhixing with his sword in hand, asked, "And who might you be?"

The man in the white robe replied, "I am Wu Yuanbing, a Guest Elder of the Wang Manor."

Fang Zhixing raised an eyebrow, "Aren’t Heavenly People supposed to take ’Heaven’ as their surname? Why don’t you have it?"

"Oh, you can actually tell I’m a Heavenly Person."

Wu Yuanbing closed his fan, grinning as he said, "There’s no rule stating that Heavenly People must have a particular surname. Most just don’t remember their past lives after reincarnation, so they adopt ’Heaven’ as their surname."

Fang Zhixing understood, from this conversation, he had acquired an extremely important piece of information.

Wu Yuanbing must be a newly born Heavenly Person, who had not yet experienced the Five Declines.

Fang Zhixing couldn’t help but ask, "Did the Princely Heir send you?"

Wu Yuanbing replied, "Leave Jun Yao behind; she is not destined to be yours."

Fang Zhixing laughed dryly and exclaimed, "A noble Heavenly Person, transcendental and detached, yet you still serve nobility and royalty?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Yuanbing’s brows furrowed with annoyance as he coldly said, "You refuse the toast only to drink a forfeit..."

Before he could finish, a loud boom suddenly echoed from afar.

Wu Yuanbing was taken aback, instinctively looking towards the direction of the roar.

At that moment, Fang Zhixing, holding his sister, closed the gap and unleashed the Myriad People Blade.

"Mad Blood Blade Gang!"

The colossal black-and-red blade chopped down, splitting the river in two.

Wu Yuanbing’s eyes bulged, his left hand slightly raised as a thick ice wall rose up from the ground in front of him.

Boom crackle~

The ice wall split open from the middle and then shattered into pieces!

The mighty Sword Gang, unstoppable and overwhelming, crashed down furiously.

Wu Yuanbing frowned slightly, his figure flickered, and he shifted sideways from the spot.

In the next instant, where he stood became a deep trench.

And the ice wall he had just condensed was thoroughly pulverized.

"Oh, your Sword Gang actually carries an explosive killing effect..."

Wu Yuanbing reappeared on the ice, his face showing a hint of surprise.

Fang Zhixing looked at Wu Yuanbing with a curling smile.

This was his first time directly attacking a Heavenly Person.

And the result was...

Wu Yuanbing had just dodged!

Regardless of whether it was due to lack of strength or an instinctive reaction!

He had been forced back by a single blow from Fang Zhixing!

"Turns out even Heavenly People can feel fear, huh?"

Fang Zhixing’s confidence surged, holding Jun Yao, he swiftly retreated and grabbed Xigou by the back of the neck.

The two men and one dog left the icy surface, returning to the shore.

"Damn, that ice was slippery..."

Xigou finally managed to stand firm, having been busy trying not to slip on all fours.

"To fight or to retreat?" Xigou quickly asked.

Fang Zhixing’s eyes blazed with fervor as he declared, "Fight!"

Seeing this, Xigou couldn’t help but look back with worry and said, "Could Qiu Wuliang also be coming after us?"

Fang Zhixing confidently replied, "He won’t be coming for now."

Xigou paused, then suddenly noticed Fang Zhixing’s System Panel.

[1. Defeat or kill at least 3 individuals who have attained Saintification (2/3)]

"Eh?!"

"When did we get an extra one?"

Xigou blinked, quickly recalling the tremendous boom from earlier, and said with surprise and suspicion, "That explosion, was that your doing?"

Fang Zhixing smiled lightly and said, "I infused my blood into Shen Ruxun’s body, completely undetected.

Hmph, I’d wager that when Shen Ruxun returned, Qiu Wuliang would be bound to inspect his body or help him untie the ropes.

As soon as he touched Shen Ruxun, my blood would detonate."

Xigou shuddered, astounded, "You can do that with your blood?"

Of course!

The blood within Fang Zhixing’s body was Mad Blood, an upgraded version of Ten Directions Explosion Kill, with endless ingenious uses.

The Burst Skill "Blood Dripper" could explode instantly or with a delayed effect.

No matter how cautious Qiu Wuliang was, he could never expect that a perfectly fine Shen Ruxun had become a human bomb.

After all, the system had already judged that Qiu Wuliang had been defeated by Fang Zhixing!

"If we’re lucky, Qiu Wuliang could be dead or at least severely injured."

Fang Zhixing lifted his head, his gaze locking onto Wu Yuanbing, and took a deep breath, "Let’s start with this person, unfolding some secrets of the Heavenly People."

Wu Yuanbing walked on the ice, lightly stomping his foot, and everything thawed, returning to water.

Then, with a flick of his hand holding the fan, thick ice spikes suddenly sprang from the river’s surface, shooting towards the shore at bullet speed.

Each ice spike was crystal clear, over a hundred meters long, lined up together like a colossal ice mountain bearing down on the riverbank.

The force was tremendous!

"Can he control water at will?"

Fang Zhixing inhaled sharply and swung his sword repeatedly, the crisscrossing blade shadows forming a large net that enveloped the ice spikes.

Crack crackle~