The Greatest Disciple of the Evil Sect
Chapter 317- Underhanded Tricks (3)

Chapter 317: Chapter 317- Underhanded Tricks (3)

"Dammit... show yourself, you bastard!! You dare sneak attack like a coward!!" His screams were answered by the darkness of the night and the wild growls of the demonic beasts.

Grrrrr... multiple demonic beasts showed their face from the dense foliage and pounced at him. What terrible luck.

"Get lost, you inferior demonic beasts" Bai Changefeng swiped his arms shooting out numerous Ocean swords that quickly bisected the incoming demonic beasts.

The ones that hunt in packs were only weak demonic beasts. Ones like the Shadow Demon Wolf who reached the Two Star Battle Overlord Realm would never adopt such tactics.

Bai Changfeng quickly took care the demonic beasts and continued to advance forward. Of course, he was still on guard against the mysterious attacker and was looking for his presence all around.

However, observed as he much, there was no way he could avoid the attack that ignored space and distance and appeared instantaneously.

SPURT... blood spurted out and he took another batch of damage once again. This time, it was his left hand that was mutilated.

"Gaaaarghh!!"

As he screamed in pain while clenching his hands, Bai Changfeng sent all kinds of attacks in his surrounding hoping to catch the mysterious assailant within it.

However, to his disappointment, his attacks met nothing, there was no trace of the bastard attacking him from the shadows.

Bai Changefeng didn’t know at that time, but there was no way he could have caught his assailant in his attacks no matter how many times he tried. The distance between them was not a few meters after all.

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Far away from the place where the young master of the Ocean Splitting Sect was, on top of a small hill that overlooked the area, a mysterious figure cloaked in black aura, spasmed frantically.

Blood basically made a pool around him and he was covered in wounds from head to toe. His body trembled at the slightest movement and his voice was like the growling of a wounded beast.

"DIEE... DIEE... DIEE... YOU... FUCKER!!" Blood filled his mouth and he kept on repeating the same words like a maniac.

At some point, his voice became so gurgled that it was impossible to understand what he was saying anymore. Heck, looking at him one would even think that he was on the verge of dying.

Nonetheless, even in this state, his eyes were more alive than ever and shining with a determined light as he continued to stare at the forest. More specifically, he was looking at the place where Bai Changfeng was.

"Hehehehe" After struggling for a while, the figure finally laid down on the pool of his own blood and started laughing.

The figure bathing in blood and appearing no different than a blood soaked demon was none other than Yang Chen.

He was severely injured; however, these injuries were not brought forth by the attacks of demonic beasts. Instead, all of these injuries were something that was self inflicted and reaped by him.

That’s right, the reason why Yang Chen looked like this was because of his own battle skill, [Sacrificial Gambit]. The skill that severely injured the user to inflict damage on the enemy.

It was a defective forbidden skill that did more damage to the user than to the target. That said, it was still a skill that was considered forbidden as it ignored the laws of space and distance and inflicted damage on the target no matter how far they were.

It places a curse on the target making the attack excruciating and unavoidable. What’s more, the trigger for the skill was also very simple and can be used as long as the user had the target in their vision.

That’s right, as long as Yang Chen could see Bai Changefeng, he could attack the latter without the other party being able to dodge.

That being said, this was a forest and it was the time of the night making visibility extremely low. No matter how enhanced Yang Chen’s physique was after he got the heavenly constitution, he was still only a battle grandmaster.

It should be impossible for him to spy on Bai Changfeng and his group without the other party realising his presence. Yet even though he was far away from his target, Yang Chen was still able to see the former.

The reason for that— [Ethereal Vision Technique], a skill that allowed him to not only perceive his surroundings in an ethereal reality, but also grant a near telescopic vision.

Thanks to superimposing the two skills together, he was able to find Bai Changefeng’s location and activate the [Sacrifical Gambit] skill.

Using battle skills in such a fashion, perhaps no one other than a madman like Yang Chen would ever think of using a skill like that.

It was no wonder that Bai Changefeng was unable to find his assailant after all, the one attacking him was using underhanded and unorthodox techniques to attack him from a faraway distance.

No matter how much of a genius or astute he was, avoiding this attack was impossible.

’A battle skill was only as good as the user, if the user was incompetent, so would be the skill and if the user is capable, so is the skill’.

Amon looked at Yang Chen who at this moment was perfectly demonstrating that maxim.

Although the [Sacrifical Gambit] would be considered a broken, useless skill by others, in his hands it showed its true brilliance.

Of course, there was no denying the fact that it was a forbidden skill and if not for the fact that the user was Yang Chen, it wouldn’t have been able to show its true powers.

"Kehehe... I wonder how many times you can endure the curse— [Sacrificial Gambit]" Yang Chen muttered almost in a curse.

Blood spurt making him writhe in agony once again. At the same moment, a blood coloured curse appeared on Bai Changefeng’s right leg.

Immediately after, with no indication it started brutally twisting and turning causing him to issue out an inhumane roar. Skin peeled, veins tore, muscles cracked and blood flowing out everywhere.

The scene looked extremely bloody and terrifying. However, more than the pain, what Bai Changfeng was more terrified about was the attacker.