I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield - Chapter 486 - 402: Traitor?
Chapter 486: Chapter 402: Traitor?
Blood trickled down the corner of the white-robed man’s mouth, dripping onto his pristine robe, blossoming into dazzling red plum blossoms.
He clutched his chest, feeling the tumultuous surge of Qi and blood within, the chaotic Spiritual Energy, and the pain emanating from all over his body. His eyes were filled with incredulous shock — in all his years, it was the first time he encountered an ability that could rebound damage back upon him!
“What kind of bloodline ability is this? To be able to turn my attack back on myself…” The white-robed man’s heart was in turmoil.
He could clearly sense that a significant portion of the damage from his strike had rebounded back onto him through some peculiar force, yet he couldn’t determine exactly how much.
This unknown risk, however, was more daunting than facing the direct attack.
Initially, he thought Qin Tian’s reliance was merely his formidable physical body and recovery power, but this unexpected Reflective Damage had completely disrupted his plan.
The retaliative force was like a pestilence burrowing into his bones, traveling along his Spiritual Energy channels, making even the manipulation of Spiritual Energy sluggish.
A dread he’d never felt before, like creeping vines entangling his heart, each attack was like gambling on the intensity of the Reflective Damage, and no amount of skill could endure such unknown depletion.
Meanwhile, the bodyguards saw the white-robed man’s bleeding appearance and were first stunned, then their eyes exploded with fierce joy.
The man in white, seemingly invincible like a deity, was actually injured!
This wasn’t just an injury; it was their ray of hope for escaping this dire situation!
Dongfang Mingyue also exhaled, her tense body slightly relaxing, but upon seeing Qin Tian’s pale face and slightly trembling body, the depth of her concern and distress in her eyes grew even stronger.
The white-robed man felt the unusual gazes around him, and his eyes finally showed a hint of Evil Qi.
He suddenly raised his right hand, instantly condensing his Spiritual Energy into dozens of azure Sword Qi.
These Sword Qi did not rush towards Qin Tian, but shot towards Dongfang Mingyue like arrows, angles tricky, covering all escape routes!
“Miss, watch out!” Min Wenbing shouted angrily, the bodyguards also in utter panic.
Dongfang Mingyue’s pupils shrank, instinctively stepping back, Azure Wood Spiritual Energy on her fingertips beginning to gather, yet a figure was even quicker than her — Qin Tian instantly shielded her, his broad back like a mountain, blocking all danger.
Even more shocking, Qin Tian directly withdrew the Spirit Shield from his body, even the Golden Light shining on his surface had dimmed somewhat, exposing his chest directly towards the incoming Sword Qi!
Upon seeing this, the white-robed man’s pupils contracted sharply, his heart sounding alarms.
He knew all too well the power of his Sword Qi, if it truly pierced Qin Tian’s body, that bizarre Reflective Damage would undoubtedly rebound again upon him.
But how strong would this Reflective Damage be this time? Stronger than last time, or weaker?
He had no way of knowing.
Buzz!
Only to see those azure Sword Qi on the brink of stabbing into Qin Tian’s chest, as if grasped by an invisible hand, suddenly halted in midair, their blades trembling slightly, unable to advance an inch.
Qin Tian looked at the white-robed man’s tense expression, a faint smile curving at his lips, “What’s wrong? Lost your nerve?”
The white-robed man stared at Qin Tian with intensity but dared not let the Sword Qi advance further.
The azure Sword Qi halted in midair trembled for a few seconds, suddenly deflated like a punctured balloon, dissolving into specks of azure light dissipating into the air.
The white-robed man’s tense expression suddenly turned calm, as if the life-and-death struggle just now had never occurred. He looked at Qin Tian, his tone casual, “I didn’t expect Dongfang Mingyue to have someone as troublesome as you by her side. In that case, the payer doesn’t give enough money.”
“There needs to be more money!”
Before his voice had fully fallen, a faint layer of azure light rippled around him, his figure seemingly melting into the void, vanishing instantly from his original position without leaving a trace of Spiritual Energy fluctuation.
As he departed, the surrounding sky curtain barrier shattered like glass, dispersing into countless light points. The cold wind and snowflakes outside rushed in immediately, dispelling the oppressive atmosphere within the barrier.
“He… he just left like that?” Qin Tian’s pupils narrowed, his heart filled with doubt — despite the white-robed man’s formidable strength, even having suffered Reflective Damage, he was still capable of crushing him effortlessly.
Would he really retreat so easily over “not enough money”?
This assassin seemed a bit unprofessional.
Dongfang Mingyue and the bodyguards were also dumbfounded, their faces painted with incredulity. Just moments ago, they thought they were facing certain death, not expecting the situation to turn around so abruptly.
And on the assassin’s side, panic reached unprecedented levels.
Without the white-robed man suppressing them, they stood no chance against Qin Tian and the bodyguards.
Several black-clothed men instinctively tried to retreat but were locked by Qin Tian’s icy gaze.
Qin Tian no longer dwelled on the white-robed man’s retreat, his gaze shifting to the remaining three Peak Tier Six assassins, filled with a growing killing intent.
His figure blurred, ghost-like as he charged at the burly man, the Black Frost Blade in his hand reflecting a frigid glow.
“Die!” the burly man roared, lifting his stone-like arm intending to block.
Yet Qin Tian’s speed far exceeded his reaction; with a flash of blade, a “crack” sounded, and the burly man’s stone arm was sliced clean off, blood gushing forth.
Before the burly man could recover from the agony, Qin Tian struck again, directly beheading him with another slash, the scalding head rolling to the ground, still retaining a look of shock.
After dispatching the burly man, Qin Tian leveraged spatial flicker, instantly appearing behind the emaciated old man.
The old man reacted swiftly, quickly turning to claw at Qin Tian, but in the next instant, Qin Tian flickered behind him like a phantom, stabbing through his back, the blade emerging from his chest, soaked in dense blood.
The old man’s body stiffened, slowly falling to the ground, lifeless.
In mere seconds, two Peak Tier Six assassins had fallen to the blade!
The bodyguards watched in astonishment, their hearts brimming with shock — these black-clothed men who had suffered at the hands of the white-robed man were now being dealt with as easily as cutting vegetables when facing Peak Tier Six!
The young man saw his companions being killed one after another and knew he was next, blood-red pupils flashing with resentment and savageness.
Ding ding ding
Nie Yunxing was battling an assassin, when suddenly, he felt disoriented, seemingly disrupted by some invisible force, his movements lagging momentarily.
The black-clothed man battling him seized the opportunity, landing a punch on Nie Yunxing’s chest.
Nie Yunxing groaned, his body flying backwards like a kite with a broken string, landing beside Dongfang Mingyue and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
“Brother Nie!” Dongfang Mingyue exclaimed, immediately placing her hand on his shoulder, pale green Azure Wood Spiritual Energy flowing into him, swiftly restoring his damaged meridians and organs.
Nie Yunxing slowly stood, his face pale, yet he bowed to Dongfang Mingyue, his voice tinged with gratitude, “Thank you, Miss Ming Yue.”
After speaking, he stepped forward intending to rejoin the battle, but just when everyone thought he was about to continue fighting, Nie Yunxing suddenly drew a short blade hidden beneath his clothes from his waist.
He flipped his wrist abruptly and, under circumstances no one anticipated, fiercely stabbed the short blade into Dongfang Mingyue’s abdomen!
“Slash!”
Blood instantly stained Dongfang Mingyue’s dress hem, she looked at Nie Yunxing in disbelief, her eyes filled with shock and confusion, “Brother Nie, you…”
This scene exploded like thunder, stunning Qin Tian, the bodyguards, and even the remaining assassins.
Not far away, the head of the young man decapitated by Qin Tian flashed a sinister smile, as if having anticipated this scene all along.
