Chapter 125: Prowling Unhindered

Jiang Xincheng’s guess was not exactly the same as the reality, but it was very close. The members of the Jinguo Provincial Research Institute had indeed been mostly killed by the West Street Pack of Wolves. The few that remained were just some weaklings left behind by the West Street Pack of Wolves to better deceive the Zhengxin Group.

However, the West Street Pack of Wolves never expected that their supposedly perfect plan would be seen through by Jiang Xincheng. He seized the chance to strike back, causing them heavy losses. Several of their experts died before the battle even started, wiping out the West Street Pack of Wolves’ advantage.

Liu Ergou was furious. The messages he received over the past two days all indicated that Jiang Xincheng was just a useless Primordial Warrior here to gain achievements. He had even sent people to investigate, and it confirmed that Jiang Xincheng was only a freshman, a complete rookie who had probably never even killed anyone before.

But now, this rookie, this useless student Primordial Warrior, had ruined all his plans and caused heavy losses to the West Street Pack of Wolves.

It turned out this bastard had been pretending to be weak to deceive him. He had lulled Liu Ergou into a false sense of security, then delivered the deadliest blow at the most critical moment. Enraged, Liu Ergou brandished his Tang Saber, which gleamed like a stream of white light, and slashed fiercely at Jiang Xincheng.

The saber moved like a dance, its coldness piercing to the bone. Even with Jiang Xincheng’s strength, he had to temporarily avoid the force of Liu Ergou’s frenzied attacks. He dodged among the crowd while his Mysterious Steel Sword swayed with the wind, flitting like a butterfly’s wings, killing one member of the West Street Pack of Wolves after another.

Blood splattered all around him, and gunfire never ceased. Jiang Xincheng dared not stay in one place for even a moment because the slightest pause could mean death amid the hail of bullets.

He pushed the Five Elements Steps, which he had mastered to perfection, to their limit. He moved unhindered through the crowd, appearing in the east one moment and in the west the next, his Mysterious Steel Sword never resting.

And then there was Wolf’s Gaze. Whenever he found a spare moment, Jiang Xincheng fired a few shots with it, never missing his mark. One after another, members of the West Street Pack of Wolves fell to Wolf’s Gaze. Jiang Xincheng’s marksmanship was so accurate it sent chills down their spines, forcing them to close in and engage him in close combat to prevent him from using Wolf’s Gaze.

In his previous life, Jiang Xincheng had trained diligently in marksmanship. Decades of practice and experience had honed his skills to perfection. Saying he never missed a shot was no exaggeration.

With Wolf’s Gaze in hand, Jiang Xincheng had now become a killing machine. Wherever he went, blood spurted, and members of the West Street Pack of Wolves fell one by one.

Jiang Xincheng killed the most enemies, so he naturally attracted the most attention. Large numbers of the West Street Pack of Wolves swarmed toward him, attacking with sharp swords, long blades, steel rods, bullets… and even bombs.

“Damn it! Can’t you see I’m chasing this bastard? Why the hell are you throwing grenades!”

Amid Liu Ergou’s curses, an earth-shattering explosion erupted. But Jiang Xincheng had already dodged away just in time, while Liu Ergou was caught closest to the blast. Shrapnel cut him all over, making him bleed profusely, and he couldn’t help but curse angrily.

Although Jiang Xincheng had escaped the center of the explosion, he still sustained more wounds. Blood flowed all over his body, making him look terrifyingly wretched.

Despite his strength, Jiang Xincheng was far from invincible. In the midst of this chaotic battle, he naturally suffered many injuries—bullet wounds, shrapnel cuts, blade slashes, sword strikes… Though his Five Elements Steps allowed him to evade fatal blows each time, too many small wounds could still kill him.

Jiang Xincheng already felt he was losing too much blood. His head began to spin. But when he saw that more than half of the West Street Pack of Wolves remained, a bitter smile crossed his face. These useless members of the Zhengxin Group had only managed to kill a handful of the enemy after fighting for so long, far fewer than he had.

If he had known it would be like this, he really shouldn’t have taken this mission. But since he had already accepted it, he had to keep killing.

A glint flashed in his eyes. Jiang Xincheng gripped his Mysterious Steel Sword and charged back into the crowd. Dodging, slashing, shooting, rolling, darting… Jiang Xincheng had become a demon of slaughter. Everything was about killing as quickly as possible, dealing the maximum damage. He cared not for grace, only whether it could kill.

Five Elements Steps, Butterfly Sword Art, Mountain-Shaking Fist, Wolf’s Gaze marksmanship… Jiang Xincheng executed them all to their limits. With every move, an enemy fell; after every shot or punch, an enemy died.

He killed one with every ten steps, leaving no trace for a thousand miles.

Only then did the West Street Pack of Wolves understand what death meant, what it meant to kill without blinking. Jiang Xincheng’s slaughter not only shocked the West Street Pack of Wolves but also stunned the members of the Zhengxin Group.

His ruthless and merciless techniques, his never-missing marksmanship, his unhindered Five Elements Steps, and decades of combat experience made Jiang Xincheng like a killing machine, spreading carnage among the West Street Pack of Wolves.

“Kill him! Kill him now! If we don’t kill him, we’re finished!”

Liu Ergou’s roar echoed across the battlefield. His long blade danced like a rushing river as he slashed recklessly at Jiang Xincheng.

But just then, just when Liu Ergou thought Jiang Xincheng would continue to flee and avoid direct confrontation, Jiang Xincheng suddenly lunged at him. Caught off guard, Liu Ergou found Jiang Xincheng in his embrace, thrusting the Mysterious Steel Sword toward his stomach.

Faced with such a crisis, a fierce grin spread across Liu Ergou’s face. Instead of dodging, he pushed his stomach forward to meet the sword, while his Tang Saber came down hard: “Die, you bastard!”

This was a move that would leave both sides grievously wounded. Jiang Xincheng could plunge the Mysterious Steel Sword into Liu Ergou’s vital organs, but Liu Ergou’s Tang Saber could split Jiang Xincheng in two.

Jiang Xincheng never expected Liu Ergou to use such a mad move, willing to perish together. A flash in his eyes, Jiang Xincheng casually swiped at Liu Ergou’s waist and spun away to dodge behind him.

Jiang Xincheng was the first to give up, unwilling to trade his Mysterious Steel Sword for mutual destruction. Liu Ergou laughed viciously: “Useless coward! Without even this much courage, what can you ever achieve?”

In this fight to the death, Jiang Xincheng chose to retreat. Liu Ergou’s saber slashed his shoulder, shearing off a chunk of flesh. If Jiang Xincheng hadn’t dodged quickly, the blow might have severed his entire shoulder.

Even so, with his shoulder badly injured, Jiang Xincheng’s strength was greatly reduced. Even without the interference of others, he was no match for Liu Ergou anymore.

But now, there was no need to continue fighting Liu Ergou.

“Boom…”

After wounding Jiang Xincheng, Liu Ergou turned to pursue and finish him off under his blade. But to his surprise, at that very moment, an earth-shattering explosion erupted from his waist.

Amid the blast, Liu Ergou was blown into two pieces that flew into the air. Overwhelming pain quickly consumed him.

Behind Liu Ergou, a smile flickered across Jiang Xincheng’s face before he threw himself heavily to the ground, avoiding most of the shrapnel. Still, a few pieces hit him, and several landed squarely on his buttocks.