Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 149 - 134 You Know Nothing About Power (Please Subscribe, Seeking Monthly Pass)

Chapter 149: Chapter 134 You Know Nothing About Power (Please Subscribe, Seeking Monthly Pass)

Thirteen burly men holding steel shields roared and charged out, and Wu Shi was not idle...

His combat experience was actually quite extensive. He knew very well that facing an enemy that advanced like tanks, stationary output had no chance of victory.

Without any surprises, before he could even fire a few shots, he would already be charged at with bullets flying at him, right up to his face.

At that point, retreat and survival were both uncertain.

Wu Shi, known as "Gun Dragon," naturally had his ways.

With a swift movement, he dashed into a crowd on one side, pulled out an angle, and fired two shots without hesitation.

"Bang bang..."

The bullets grazed the edges of the steel shields and slanted into the bodies of two strong men.

Then, those two continued without stopping, their movements unaffected, still hiding under the shields, charging forward, swinging their swords and axes furiously...

All obstacles, including iron tables, chairs, and steel barriers, were bulldozed over, twisted and collapsed, not hindering their momentum in the slightest.

They tightly sealed the space in front of Zhou Ping’an.

"Be careful, these people don’t fear pain or death."

After firing two shots, Wu Shi dodged a volley of bullets coming from the opposite side and shouted loudly.

In his opinion, Zhou Ping’an was in some danger this time.

The enemy not only possessed inhuman strength, but it seemed they also had their pain receptors surgically removed, along with all emotions.

Such people are commonly known on the battlefield as Death Warriors.

Or, the Death Squad.

Generally speaking, it’s rare for civilians to encounter such enemies.

One reason is that it’s not allowed...

Another reason is that such transformations are somewhat inhumane.

These thirteen in front of him, compared to those Death Warriors trained through extreme hardship, both their strength and physique appeared quite unusual.

My shooting technique just now, with its attack angles, was precise and tricky, aiming at four people simultaneously, yet two of them managed to block and dodge instantly.

Their close combat instincts were exceptionally strong.

Could they be those dead boxers?

Wu Shi had some speculations in his heart.

As he was shocked, Wu Shi saw Zhou Ping’an, seemingly ignoring the warnings, charged faster than the thirteen men. He turned into a faint shadow, whipped up a ferocious wind, and with a "boom", slammed his shoulder against the steel shield in front of the enemy.

A move "Mountain Crash" actually dented the steel shield...

The backlash from the shield sent the wielder’s hand bones breaking, body rattling with fractured bones.

Simultaneously, the alloy long sword sheathed behind his elbow gleamed and cut through the elbow of a man beside him.

That man had just propped up a large shield, and as he saw the sword blade squeezing in, a coolness washed over his hands and the shield sank.

Before he could react, the sword light had already swept over from above the shield, decapitating him.

Even so, the flying head still maintained an indifferent gaze, not even a frown on its forehead.

Between Zhou Ping’an’s charge and slash, two men were defeated. Seeing the rest face the attack as if feeling nothing, shield raised, and Broad Blade and axe descending fiercely, he felt slightly surprised, "They really aren’t afraid of death."

He twisted his body, his feet finding gaps like threading a needle. In the undulating motion, he weaved through the sword light and axe shadows, his sword gleaming like blooming snowflakes, perfectly in sync with his intentions. As one with the blade, he dashed past the thirteen-man team with a whoosh.

Behind him, seven arms and three heads fell.

Not a single scream of agony was heard.

"Not fearing death doesn’t mean they can’t die."

Zhou Ping’an slashed to the end, turned back and glanced over with a tinge of coldness in his brows.

He stomped down.

The strong man who had been sent flying and twitching on the ground from his earlier smash, with bones all shattered, had his head crushed under Zhou Ping’an’s foot.

The body immediately became still, seizing to twitch.

From all around, cries and screams of utmost shock echoed in his ears. Facing another charge from eight strong men turning back to attack, he charged again in the opposite direction.

’Their strength is about a thousand catties, far superior to ordinary people, almost each as formidable as a veteran fighter, and moreover, they seem to have no emotions, like the dead...’

’However, their innate talent for combat strikes with precision, aiming for the core, simple and efficient.’

After only a few exchanges,

Five were slain.

Zhou Ping’an was already certain that these men had undergone inhumane genetic transformations, but who were they before?

Nevertheless, now was not the time to delve into these questions, after so many manipulations, it would be more apt to describe them as dead rather than living.

At this moment, his body was as tough as steel and incredibly flexible. If he truly exerted his full strength, just the air split by his blade could create a wave sharp enough to slice through their bodies. Though they were numerous, they truly weren’t much of a challenge.

But Zhou Ping’an could subtly feel that within the darkness ahead, a few pairs of eyes were watching him with sinister intent.

The opponent clearly had some cards left unplayed.

Naturally, he couldn’t reveal all his abilities so soon either.

After all, it was a live broadcast.

With tens of thousands of online viewers watching intently and in awe,

To be a bit stronger might make one a hero, but to be vastly stronger by several or even dozens of times, one might rather be seen as a monster.

Therefore, he only used a strength of over two thousand catties, not even half of his basic power.

Not to mention the Five Desires Evil Art, Wave Subduing Blade Force, and the King of Light’s Golden Body Technique.

The "Purifying Lotus Body," a cultivation technique that could damage the body if used explosively, was even less of an option. Unless absolutely necessary, or when he had trained it to the Seventh Level without harm, in modern society, he had decided not to touch it at all.

Even though he had only shown the tip of the iceberg of his true strength.