Chapter 131: The Truth

Was the truth really as Li Fengxing had imagined?

The answer was, of course, no. In the instant he was about to touch the neck, scales appeared at the spot where his claws attacked, blocking his sharp claws. The power ful defensive ability gave Zhou Liming confidence that the opponent’s attack, excluding Form Skills, could not possibly harm him.

This was like a gamble. Fortunately, Zhou Liming was right. The claws, which could even cut through steel, could not even break his scales.

Zhou Liming slowly turned around. Li Fengxing’s proud smile stiffened and abruptly stopped as he looked at Zhou Liming in disbelief. He stared at Zhou Liming’s neck; there was no imagined blood, nothing was left, it was intact, without a single scratch.

“You call yourself a fighting instructor, yet you can’t even confirm if the enemy is injured.” Zhou Liming mocked.

Li Fengxing’s expression changed. He flicked his hand and lunged forward again.

Zhou Liming checked the time; it was already evening. He gritted his teeth, let out a low growl, and instantly appeared beside Li Fengxing. The Bone Spur in his hand swept across without hesitation. With speed almost like teleportation, Li Fengxing did not react at all. He felt a pain in his right wing, then his body lost balance in the air and plummeted straight toward the ground.

“Ah…” A scream rang out, followed by a “bang” as he smashed onto the street below.

Li Fengxing’s angel wing was directly sliced off by Zhou Liming.

The remaining member of the Fengxing Team was trembling all over. He did not expect that even his captain would be severely injured in just one encounter. Only now did he realize that the status of the Number One Super Warrior was not just hype; he was even more formidable than imagined.

Seeming to have decided something, his body began to change, scales surged, and massive energy gathered in front of his chest.

Zhou Liming chuckled. The next moment, he used Flash Shift again and appeared beside this Fengxing member. The Bone Spur slashed across his neck as fast as lightning. The energy that had just gathered dissipated instantly. The man clutched his neck desperately as large amounts of blood spurted out. He made a bunch of meaningless noises, seemingly in disbelief, and then plunged headfirst toward the ground.

“Fire, fire, kill him!”

Shouts came from below. On the missile launchers, anti-air missiles soared into the sky one after another.

Anti-aircraft cannons roared, bullets constantly exploding around Zhou Liming. The shrapnel generated from the explosions tore through the air, making a “hissing” sound. Zhou Liming’s clothes were instantly turned into rags by the shrapnel. The missiles swooped in, creating a series of explosions that rumbled in the sky.

It was evident that Electromagnetic Cannon technology was not deployed here; these were still traditional gunpowder weapons.

It made sense when he thought about it. The front lines had only just begun small-scale replacements. Before the front lines were satisfied, how could it be the Grand Rear’s turn?

Amidst the rumbling explosions, the sky was shrouded in smoke. Moments later, the smoke cleared, revealing Zhou Liming in his Fierce Beast Form. He had a humanoid body, a thick tail swaying gently in the air, and his wings were still flapping. He was unharmed by the missile attack and looked completely uninjured.

With a “bang”, Zhou Liming landed on the street. Without any tenderness, he directly crushed the street, creating a large cracked pit.

Zhou Liming looked around; some soldiers gathered around him, their guns making “da-da” and “tu-tu” sounds. The bullets hit his body but didn’t even pass the scale barrier, falling to the ground. Zhou Liming was a bit puzzled. Even missiles had lost their effect on him, so what did these soldiers hope to achieve by rushing up with guns?

With a wave of his hand, he swatted away a bullet flying toward his eye. With a “puff”, it embedded into the nearby wall.

Zhou Liming moved with a push, rushing over like a cannonball. In a few jumps, he landed on a residential building. A sniper was transferring in panic. He thought his shot was guaranteed to hit, but who knew the bullet would be swatted away by hand. Having missed, he wanted to leave, but it was too late. He didn’t expect Zhou Liming to arrive so quickly.

Amidst the man’s terror, Zhou Liming snatched the sniper rifle, applied a little force with his hand, bent the gun, and threw it away. Needless to say, the sniper was lifted up by Zhou Liming and thrown dozens of meters away. Amidst a long scream, he smashed onto the ground, vomiting blood from his mouth, twitched a few times, and then moved no more.

Actually, Zhou Liming didn’t want to kill, but he needed to vent…

“Number 1033 Xining Road!” Zhou Liming silently recited the address. Then he leaped up, jumping from the roof of a seven or eight-story residential building onto the street. After confirming his location, he ignored the bullets attacking from all sides and walked toward his target with big strides.

The rumbling explosions had long since thrown the entire county into a boil. The relatives of these high officials were all hiding in their homes in terror. They didn’t know what was happening, whether Fierce Beasts had appeared here, or if enemies were going to kill them all.

More than a dozen figures appeared and surrounded Zhou Liming.

These were members of the Fengxing Team, possessing only land-based Fierce Beast Genes. Zhou Liming’s terrifying ability made them dare not be arrogant. All dozen of them entered their Fierce Beast Forms and tightly surrounded Zhou Liming. For them, this was a moment of shame for the Fengxing Team, because the place they were protecting had been infiltrated so easily.

“Zhou Liming, this is a grave crime of treason.”

The one who roared was Li Xiaoning, the vice-captain of the Fengxing Team. Thinking of his captain being severely injured, aside from anger, he was terrified of Zhou Liming’s ability. It should be known that the captain was crippled in one hit without the use of a Form Skill. Of the two following the captain, one died, and the other was also severely injured. How could he not be both shocked and angry?

Zhou Liming coldly swept his gaze over the people surrounding him. They were at least Level Four Fierce Beast Gene possessors, with Level Five Fierce Beast Gene possessors making up the majority. In their Fierce Beast Forms, they had various shapes and heights, but their goal was the same.

“Crime of treason?” Zhou Liming showed disdain. “I just want to know the truth.”

Li Xiaoning waved his hand, and several afterimages appeared. Surprisingly, they possessed the same genes as Qiao Bingsen—Lightning Beast genes. As soon as they attacked, they activated their Form Skills without hesitation, erupting with three times the speed, making their movements almost impossible to catch. In the blink of an eye, they were already close to Zhou Liming.

The attack method of Lightning Beasts was their speed and incredibly sharp claws. In experiments, Lightning Beast claws could even cut through alloys. Under their terrifying speed, the sharp claws brought absolute death. Even Super Warriors in Level Five Fierce Beast Gene forms could not withstand their claws.

Seemingly lacking an attack Form Skill, they were even more terrifying than those who possessed attack Form Skills.

But in terms of speed, even Qiao Bingsen in his explosive state wouldn’t dare say he surpassed Zhou Liming. Undoubtedly, just as these people were about to launch their attack, Zhou Liming vanished.

Looking at the empty street, no one could believe that Zhou Liming had actually disappeared. Everyone was shocked and looked around, finally spotting Zhou Liming standing with his arms crossed on a rooftop. The terrifying speed made everyone’s face change color. If the opponent had counterattacked just now, they…

“You are no match for me. If you don’t want to die, get lost. If you block my path again, don’t blame me for being rude.” Zhou Liming said indifferently, then with a flash, he disappeared from the rooftop. In fact, Zhou Liming knew that expecting them not to chase was almost impossible. As soldiers, other than dying in battle, retreating was not an option.

Zhou Liming didn’t want to kill them; at least as soldiers, they were worthy of his respect.

Zhou Liming moved at full speed on the street just to deny them the chance to catch up, because he really didn’t want to kill. “Number 888, 889… 1023… 1033, it’s here.” Zhou Liming checked the house numbers as he advanced, then suddenly stopped at number 1033.

After confirming once more that this was Xining Street, Zhou Liming walked in without hesitation.

Number 1033 was a small courtyard, behind which stood a three-story small apartment. The environment was nice, with flowers and plants planted.

The closed iron gate could not stop Zhou Liming at all. With a kick, the iron gate was sent flying. Screams came from inside, causing Zhou Liming’s heart to sink violently. But he still held onto a sliver of hope. After entering the courtyard, he jumped onto the second-floor balcony and pushed open the sliding glass door.

The evening glow shone in from the balcony, illuminating the interior.

A woman, her eyes filled with terror, held her daughter tightly. She huddled on the sofa, trembling, staring dead at Zhou Liming who stood on the balcony. From this angle, in the evening light, she couldn’t see Zhou Liming’s face clearly. But from his form—wings, a tail, and a tall body—she knew this was the Fierce Beast shown on TV.

The little girl in her arms stared with curious eyes, looking at Zhou Liming uneasily.

Zhou Liming’s throat moved, but he couldn’t make a sound. He stared dead at the mother and daughter before him, his voice hoarse as he said, “Is it just you two here?” He seemed to roar, shouting, “Speak.” He still held onto a fantasy, but the terrified woman before him nodded gently, shattering his fantasy.

Dead, dead, the Dean and the others were really dead…

“Ah… Ah… Ah…” Roars erupted. Zhou Liming seemed unable to withstand the stimulation of this news. He pushed off suddenly, shooting into the sky like a cannonball. “No, no, no, this isn’t real, this isn’t real, this isn’t real…”