Apocalypse: My Apartment Has Traits - Chapter 95 - 87: Tend
Chapter 95: Chapter 87: Tend
Su Lin stepped off the bus, followed by Song Yiyi, who looked dazed.
As soon as he exited, he saw a bespectacled drifter leaning against the bus.
Su Lin was a bit surprised. Nearsightedness is rare among martial artists.
Chen Feng seemed to see through his thoughts. He straightened up, pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, and calmly explained:
“Non-prescription glasses. I’m used to it.”
After speaking, he extended his hand to Su Lin:
“Chen Feng, second head of the Yunzhou Clan. Nice to meet you, Young Master Lin. If you’ve finished talking, I’ll take the person back.”
He pointed at Song Yiyi.
“Just call me Su Lin. No problem, we’ve had a pleasant chat and it’s over.”
Su Lin cheerfully shook hands with him, as if nothing had happened.
Chen Feng’s eyelids twitched slightly, thinking this composure and thick-skinned manner, could he have been a reckless wastrel?
“Shall I leave first?” Su Lin pointed at the road.
“Please do.” Chen Feng stepped aside.
As they brushed past each other, a wisp of smoke-like qi and blood drifted through Su Lin’s eyes.
Tendon Lock. It seems the Yunzhou Clan isn’t weak.
He understood in his heart.
The second head is already Tendon Lock; the first head must be as well.
A drifter’s power has at least two Tendon Lock Martial Artists, no wonder the Shunfeng Travel Group entrusted them with escorting Song Yiyi.
…
Su Lin’s figure gradually faded into the distance.
Song Yiyi still stood dazedly in place, seemingly still lost in the conversation just now.
“Time to go back.” Chen Feng’s voice brought her back to reality, “People will arrive the day after tomorrow, behave these two days, don’t cause trouble and get beaten. If you get hit, I won’t care.”
He paused, adding, “Unless you pay more.”
The brief melancholy was instantly ignited. Like a cat guarding its food, Song Yiyi fiercely covered her wallet, baring her teeth at Chen Feng:
“You wish!”
“Then be good and go back.”
Chen Feng pushed up his glasses, unsurprised by the reaction of this greedy girl.
A fool’s sadness often lasts no more than three minutes.
“Got it.” Song Yiyi responded irritably, her eyes involuntarily chasing in the direction Su Lin had disappeared.
After hesitating for a moment, she couldn’t help but ask:
“You called him Young Master Lin? Is his Su Family… really powerful?”
“His grandfather was the former Hunting Group leader of this village, once just a step away from becoming a First-Transformed Martial Artist.”
“Once?”
“Last year, he was poisoned, badly hurt, and lost hope for advancement. However, aside from his grandfather, his second uncle and aunt are both Tendon Lock Martial Artists. As for himself…”
Chen Feng glanced meaningfully at Song Yiyi:
“You’ve experienced his power firsthand, unrivaled under Tendon Lock. Plus, he owns a safe house alone.”
Song Yiyi’s mouth opened slightly in surprise:
“Then isn’t his family the most influential in the village?”
“Not exactly.” Chen Feng shook his head, “The current group leader Zhong Wubin is also just a treasure meat away from advancing to the First Transformation as a Tendon Lock Martial Artist, proficient in an ancient martial art called Yin Mountain Fist, powerful enough to overpower two or three ordinary Tendon Lock Martial Artists.”
Song Yiyi clicked her tongue, “Wuyin Village is this strong?”
“It used to be one of the top in the East District wilderness, only Yun Village in the West District could compare.”
Chen Feng explained, “Unfortunately, since Old Su was poisoned, the village’s status has plummeted.
“Last month, failing to clear a Lord Level Shadow Beast in time caused heavy loss of combat power, including Su Lin’s parents; his father was also a Tendon Lock Martial Artist.
“Just last week, another Tendon Lock died…”
Song Yiyi was stunned by the words.
Having lost parents herself, she couldn’t help but feel a sympathetic connection with Su Lin.
Chen Feng continued to recount Su Lin’s past deeds heard from villagers and his astonishing transformation over the last two weeks.
Song Yiyi listened in a daze, her face quickly shifting from sympathy to deep envy.
How nice…
She sighed quietly in her heart.
She also wished to transform like Su Lin, to become someone who shines and can truly help the family.
If that were the case, her sister…
Thinking of Su Lin’s earlier speculation about her sister, Song Yiyi’s face dimmed again.
Suddenly alert, she glared at Chen Feng:
“Why are you telling me so much about Su Lin? You’re not usually this talkative!”
Chen Feng’s lips subtly curled, admitting honestly:
“I wanted to see if you’d regret it.”
Song Yiyi exploded instantly, hands on her hips, angrily replying:
“No way!”
…
After gathering information from Song Yiyi, Su Lin immediately informed his second uncle and then returned to his safe house.
With the Shunfeng Travel Group’s arrival imminent, he must swiftly break through Tendon Lock to gain enough power for the upcoming changes.
Not only are internal village tensions stirring, but external world seems equally tumultuous.
The appearance of Ni Yan, the Song Family’s plight, those mysterious forces… Su Lin vaguely sensed that even higher-level camps aren’t safe havens.
That night, he consumed his second meal prepared with Tier Two Treasure Meat, instantly filling his qi and blood.
The next night, he again consumed the precious Tier Two Treasure Meat, aiming for Tendon Lock!
As usual, the apocalyptic night descended.
The clouds were thick tonight, the lead-gray sky pressing heavily.
In the village, only the corner’s oil lamps flickered yellowish light, struggling to dispel the dense darkness within ten meters.
The safe house was brightly lit.
Aroma filled Treasure Meat ingested, Su Lin stood at the center of the hall, eyes closed.
The Thirty-Six Stance Skills of the Dawn Breathing Technique unfolded fluidly, paired with profound breathing rhythms, qi and blood surged like a breach flood, roaring!
His limbs swelled with abundance, the active elements in Treasure Meat transformed into fiery threads, penetrating his durable tendons like invisible radiation, precisely attacking and breaking apart the deeply-embedded genetic chains.
Su Lin immersed himself completely in the mysteries of the Breathing Technique, sensing the tidal ebb and flow of qi and blood and the subtle changes in his passages.
Like a lone boatman in a straw cape, navigating turbulent waves, he keenly felt the force of each surge.
Suddenly, qi and blood erupted like an undersea volcano!
His body shook violently, steam rising, white mist swirling around.
Blue-purple electric arcs danced over his skin like serpents, emitting faint crackling sounds, before swiftly sinking into his body, vanishing without a trace.
Crackle—!
A series of crisp bone-popping sounds burst forth!
Su Lin’s figure seemed to have grown a notch in height, his physique more robust and straight.
Muscle lines flowed smoothly and tightly, condensed like steel forged through thousands of hammerings, without excess, embodying a perfect blend of power and beauty.
His skin appeared more lustrous, like fine jade, glowing with a restrained brilliance.
“Succeeded!”
Su Lin abruptly opened his eyes, deep pupils bursting with uncontrollable joy.
He exhaled a long breath of stale air, and steadied his stance.
Suddenly, he pushed out his palm, with a thunderous explosion, compressed air shot out like a cannonball!
Then abruptly bent backward on the spot, his body flexing nearly into a fold!
“Tendon Lock, accomplished!”
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