Supreme Electromagnetic Tyrant-Chapter 82 - 53: Slicing the Flying Steps

"Qi Brother, we meet again."

Ji Xinghuo stepped into the living room, a smile suddenly appearing on his previously expressionless face, though his eyes were filled with an icy coldness.

The Star Realm is a lawless land.

Even though Olympia is under the control of various nations, due to the lack of technological means of supervision and the Mutants possessing supernatural powers, all sorts of unlawful acts are rampant.

Adventuring in the Star Realm, one’s own kind has always been the greatest source of danger, perhaps the only one.

More terrifying than monster attacks are those from one’s own kind.

Because the human heart is unpredictable.

Before entering the Star Realm, Ji Xinghuo had read many such cases online—gang infighting, backstabbing teammates, underhanded moves by "the sixth man," ambushes by enemy Mutants, etc.—and had been mentally prepared and continually careful, but he had still ended up encountering it.

He wasn’t angry; he just wanted to resolve the problem maker.

After confirming that no one was approaching with his magnetic field sensing and that the courtyard was safe, Ji Xinghuo decisively made his presence known.

The reason he did not ambush was to observe the other two people in the room; their magnetic field strengths and ether reactions were all within normal ranges.

The man was an Advanced Mutant, his eyes carrying a beast-like ferocity, his body was very muscular, wearing only a vest with no weapons in hand.

The woman was leaning against him; they appeared to be a couple.

Her strength was the weakest of the three, just an Intermediate Mutant, her long hair slightly shimmering, her eyes danced with firelight, giving off a warm feeling but not much of a threat.

Ji Xinghuo made his judgment in an instant.

The professional templates of the couple were Half-orc and Star Torch Hand.

The former relies on transforming into beasts for combat, while the latter is a support profession, lacking in offensive capabilities.

Flying Steps, Half-orc, Star Torch Hand!

The biggest threat was still Qi Zhaofeng; not only was his Professional Template complete, but he was also a very rare Ninth Dan in Martial Arts, rich in combat experience, and his Weapon Equipment was of the best quality.

"You’re following me?"

Qi Zhaofeng stared down Ji Xinghuo, signaling the couple with his eyes to spread out to his sides.

As if blind to the two attempting to surround him, Ji Xinghuo said, "I don’t understand, Qi Brother. Do I look so weak, or why would you choose to target me?"

"You are not weak, but I am stronger. You are just unlucky to have run into me. And you are very stupid, a fat sheep offering yourself up," Qi Zhaofeng dropped his pretense, having confirmed that Ji Xinghuo had come alone without any help outside. He relaxed and sneered as he drew the alloy long sword from his back.

His gaze fell on Ji Xinghuo’s Lei Chi, not hiding his greed as he nodded, "Nice blade, but you don’t deserve to own it."

A Superpower Two Stars weapon was far superior to his own Superpower One Star longsword.

Selling it would be worth the income of five or six hunts.

"No one is better suited for this blade than I am," Ji Xinghuo chuckled, "There’s a saying, Qi Brother, you may have heard: the most excellent hunters often appear in the guise of their prey."

"Just you?"

Qi Zhaofeng snorted in derision, "You don’t think that just because you’ve beaten me a few times in the Martial Arts Hall, you qualify as my opponent, do you? My Ninth Dan of Martial Arts was forged through blood; I’ve never used my full strength in the Hall."

His face brimmed with confidence.

"What a coincidence, so have I," Ji Xinghuo spoke flatly.

Qi Zhaofeng offered no response to that because he had already made his move. In a fraction of a second, Qi Zhaofeng had lunged in front of Ji Xinghuo, as swift as lightning.

Flash Step!

Flying Steps was the fastest profession, skilled not only in long-distance running but also in the fastest close-range movement and having the highest attack rate.

Sometimes, a Flying Steps could settle a battle in the blink of an eye, with the enemy not even having time to react.

In the world of Martial Arts, speed is unmatched!

Qi Zhaofeng struck with a single sword, a coffee table and chairs between them were sheared in half by the sword blade, and the sword thrust aimed straight at Ji Xinghuo’s face, the tip only a hand’s breadth from his nose.

His sword was a Superpower One Star weapon, swung with an effect of Acceleration.

Ji Xinghuo had also moved when Qi Zhaofeng struck.

Although he was not as fast as Qi Zhaofeng, his right eye pupil was flickering with a barely visible ring of light, as if he had already anticipated the enemy’s ambush. With one step, he turned his body to the left ahead of time, perfectly dodging the strike, and the longsword passed by him.

Ji Xinghuo’s skin flashed with electricity, his speed surged, and after dodging the longsword, he closed in on the female Mutant to his left.

One step, two steps...

On the third step, he suddenly raised his Lei Chi and blocked behind him.

Clang!

The blade, as if it had eyes behind it, precisely blocked Qi Zhaofeng’s chasing longsword; the electricity on the blade instantly conducted onto the sword, causing Qi Zhaofeng’s body to numb and instinctively activated "Mysterious Footsteps" to widen the distance and dodge Ji Xinghuo’s counterattack.

However, Ji Xinghuo had paid no heed to Qi Zhaofeng.

He was only two steps away from the female Mutant, taking a large stride forward, blade flashing.

The female was a Star Torch Hand.

This profession’s greatest utility lies in support; "Star Flame Light" infused teammates with Star Power to accelerate Recovery, "Fervor" and "Repulsion Field" buffs could negate some mental attacks and enhance Strength and speed, "Purification Torch" could dispel negative states.

Her only offensive means was "Shooting Star."

When Qi Zhaofeng had drawn his sword, she had already condensed a string of high-temperature fire beads in her hand, preparing to throw them at the enemy.

But Ji Xinghuo was already upon her.

The Lei Chi cleaved down, effortlessly severing her right hand like cutting tofu, the unthrown Shooting Star immediately extinguished, resulting in a painful cry.

"Ah!"

The momentum of Ji Xinghuo’s blade continued unabated, cutting through her thigh as it descended further, grazing past her side, his empty left hand following through with a push.