Section 415

A punch slammed fiercely toward the back of his heart.

However—

To Luo Yan's shock,

his punch actually hit empty air.

He saw Xu Hao's figure in front of him flicker slightly,

and vanish without a trace.

His speed was unexpectedly even faster than his own.

"This movement technique…"

Luo Yan was terrified.

He had thought his own movement technique and speed were already at the pinnacle of the Dark World.

He hadn't expected Xu Hao's movement technique to be even stronger.

How the fuck was this a self-made businessman?

Even if someone told him he was some old monster from the Dark World, Luo Yan would believe it.

At the same time,

he also sensed the aura circulating across Xu Hao's body.

Late Stage of Transformation Realm.

Luo Yan's mind was violently shaken.

It was like a meteorite crashing into the ocean, stirring up stormy waves.

A self-made tycoon who was busy with work every single day

was actually an expert in the Late Stage of Transformation Realm.

He was even stronger than a top assassin like him who had fought and crawled in the Dark World for over a decade.

Was he crazy?

Or had this world gone mad?

Putting aside his shock upon seeing Xu Hao appear beside him, Luo Yan shifted the direction of his punch.

Drawing upon his past assassination experience, he sealed off Xu Hao's escape route.

From a bizarre and tricky angle,

he blasted a punch toward Xu Hao.

Whoosh—

Yet Xu Hao anticipated his anticipation.

He dodged it effortlessly.

After several more consecutive attacks,

Luo Yan had no choice but to accept a fact.

Xu Hao's movement technique was far superior to that of a top assassin like him.

After several attacks, he couldn't even graze the corner of his clothes.

Luo Yan's heart sank to the bottom.

He knew that nothing could be accomplished today.

His strength was greater than his, and his movement technique and speed were also faster than his.

How the hell was he supposed to teach Xu Hao a lesson?

It was more like he was the one being taught a lesson.

Luo Yan wasn't someone who was obstinate and stubborn.

He knew well the assassin's creed: if a strike fails, retreat a thousand miles away.

He planned to make a run for it.

At worst, he could seek revenge later.

He was still very young and had plenty of room for improvement.

Xu Hao was already 50 years old, and his strength was only one minor Realm higher than his.

He would surpass him sooner or later.

It wouldn't be too late to take revenge then.

However, even if he wanted to leave, did Xu Hao allow it?

With a flash of his figure, Xu Hao arrived beside Luo Yan.

His speed was so fast that Luo Yan had no time to react at all.

—Divine Rank Tai Chi.

A punch struck fiercely at one of Luo Yan's Acupoints.

Grandmaster Medical Skill gave him thorough knowledge of human Acupoints; combining this with his attack drastically increased its lethality.

Luo Yan flew tens of meters away once more, crashing violently onto the ground.

He smashed a human-shaped crater into the hard asphalt road.

But this time, he lacked the strength to scramble back up quickly.

Crashing into the crater, the force still hadn't dissipated, causing him to slide more than ten meters across the ground.

Luo Yan's Physique's defenses were shattered under Xu Hao's punch.

His skin rubbed against the rough asphalt road, plowing a deep trail of blood.

This was the destructive power of a Grandmaster.

It was also the reason why Luo Yan hadn't dared to attack Xu Hao earlier when he was with the Little Loli and his aunt,

fearing he might accidentally injure them.

In fact, this was already considered mild.

There had been no real clash between the two.

Xu Hao had merely thrown a single punch.

If they had truly been evenly matched,

this stretch of asphalt road would have been utterly destroyed by the two of them.

Lying in a pool of blood, Luo Yan's fingers twitched slightly.

Enduring the excruciating pain in his internal organs and the burning sensation on his back,

he struggled to prop up his body.

Spurt—

Just as he attempted to rise, a heart-wrenching agony surged from within his body.

His internal organs churned violently.

A mouthful of bloody water spurted out.

His body could no longer maintain its balance.

With a "thud", he collapsed onto the ground.

Luo Yan stared blankly at the sky.

Just then, the dark clouds parted, and moonlight cascaded down once more,

falling upon his pale face.

His eyes were dull and lifeless.

Xu Hao's punch had utterly shattered his mental state.

His heart could not calm down for a long time.

How could Xu Hao possibly be this strong?

Was this really only the Late Stage of Transformation Realm?

He felt that even the Peak of Hua Jin was nothing more than this!

Just how formidable was his true strength?

Could he truly protect Yan Wumei, as well as his aunt and her daughter?

[Ding… Luo Yan feels despair, Emotion Points +1,000…]

Glancing at Luo Yan, who looked like a dead dog,

Xu Hao waved his hand, signaling Bai Ling to drive home.