Naming Technique of the Night

It seemed to be because his True Qi was about to be completely depleted, or perhaps because the poker card had cut too deeply into flesh and bone, so much so that it was wedged within the opponent's flesh and bones.

Yet the youth's expression remained unchanged as he breathed like an arrow, his body twisting and knees sinking in one smooth motion amidst the rainy night.

Silently watching the puddles and raindrops on the ground, his arm forcefully pulled out the poker card, with blood, more profuse than the rainwater, spurting along the slant of the card to the ground.

Not far away, amidst the rain ponchos, gunfire erupted, and Qing Chen crouched behind a corpse, surging forward.

The bullets of the assassins hit the corpse, shredding flesh and bone, splashing up spray in the ankle-deep rainwater.

But trying to penetrate a human body with a silencer and subsonic bullets is simply impossible!

The distance between them closed in a flash, and Qing Chen drew a handgun from the waist of the corpse, using it as a shield and the rain as a curtain, continuously pulling the trigger.

On the other side, the controlled Xu Yicheng took advantage of the moment Qing Chen drew all fire to throw away his spent firearm and pulled out a dagger from the outer side of his thigh!

He moved behind the assassin with puppet-like jerky motions, swiftly approaching.

The assassin's face twisted as he suddenly turned around; one hand holding a dagger while the other, surprisingly, caught Xu Yicheng's wrist first!

But the next moment, the assassin was shocked; he felt like Xu Yicheng's arm was not human. Although he had clearly caught the other's wrist, Xu Yicheng's elbow twisted eerily.

The range of motion for human joints is limited, but Xu Yicheng's twisting seemed limitless, resembling a wooden puppet imbued with life!

In an instant, Xu Yicheng twisted his elbow, broke free from the assassin's grip, and in the moment the other was shocked and fearful, drove the dagger diagonally upward into the assassin's spleen!

Light flashed overhead, and Lu Yuan recognized that familiar penchant for killing: it was indeed Qing Chen, who always targeted the spleen!

He recalled in an instant what Xiao Ying had said: allies in murder, having stolen the assassin's rain poncho!

But Lu Yuan wondered, if the one piercing the spleen was Qing Chen, then who was the other person?

He relaxed. Kunlun knew that a Transcendent would come tonight to kill Liu Dezhu, so snipers had been hiding in the dark all along.

As long as the Transcendent hadn't advanced to B-Class, that sniper rifle would surely kill with one shot!

After all, even Transcendents are not invincible, and even S-Class isn't an absolutely invincible existence!

If Qing Chen and the other person hadn't appeared, the sniper hidden at the high point would still have ensured Liu Dezhu's safety.

But since the enemy's Transcendent had not yet appeared, it was better for the sniper to continue hiding.

Lu Yuan did not want those outlaws to get a head start on familiarizing themselves with Kunlun's rhythm of combat.

Now was the best outcome; the enemy's Transcendent had yet to emerge, but Kunlun still had an ace up its sleeve!

When the lightning ceased, the ground returned to darkness.

The rain and puddles undulated ceaselessly.

And there stood Qing Chen and "Xu Yicheng" quietly in the rain, with seven corpses by their side!

The two peered through the veil of rain at Liu Dezhu.

"The boss told us to help you break through, let's go quickly. We will escort you the rest of the way," a strange voice said from beneath the rain poncho.

Another unfamiliar voice said, "Today, even if the sky falls, we must get your mother to the hospital. That's what the boss said; no one can stop it."

Liu Dezhu stood in the rain, startled, his face suddenly showing a moved expression.

For some reason, he felt a surging gratitude churning inside him, like submarine lava erupting and roaring.

In fact, Liu Dezhu and Qing Chen, to this day, were merely partners in cooperation; neither was a slave to the other.

It wasn't some feudal society; the whole system of lords and retainers was long gone.

So, Liu Dezhu had his own little thoughts and schemes, even fantasizing about the day when he could sing as a freed serf.

But at this moment, Liu Dezhu suddenly felt that following such a boss might not be a bad choice after all.

"Thank you," Liu Dezhu couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain on his face as he awkwardly carried his mother and ran out with Liu Youcai.

As he ran past the two, trying to see the faces of his benefactors, he found they were all bowing their heads, obscuring everything beneath the shadow of their hats.

Yet at that moment, a voice from nowhere said, "Who said you could leave?"

The next moment, the rainwater on the ground started churning; all the puddles furiously flooded toward the doorway, forming in the blink of an eye a massive wave sweeping back at Liu Dezhu!

The ground suddenly dried as the hidden Transcendent transferred all the water from other areas into that giant wave!

Qing Chen watched silently; so this was the might of a Transcendent!

As the giant wave loomed and Liu Dezhu looked on in despair, a red flame seemed to surge within the depths of his eyes, but it vanished as quickly as it appeared.

As if some shackles were about to be broken, but this realm had never permitted such shackles to be unleashed.

And so the fire in Liu Dezhu's eyes was extinguished anew.

Just when he thought he was about to die, a voice came from the sky, "They can leave. I said so."

Everyone looked up abruptly, only to see a figure hurtling down from the heavens above.

The descent, like thunder, brought tremendous pressure with it!

With a thunderous crash, a figure landed from the sky, half-squatting on the wave, and actually suppressed the giant wave into a still lake!

The girl, lost on her journey north, realized she was lost again upon reaching Mang Mountain.