Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning - Chapter 967 - Capítulo 967: 390: All Five Poisons Present
Capítulo 967: Chapter 390: All Five Poisons Present
The sick young master stood on the deck with his hands behind his back.
He looked around at everyone on the ship, taking them all in.
Finally, he fixed his gaze on Zhou Wenjing, nodding slightly:
“You have found a good place for me indeed.”
But after saying this, he couldn’t help but cough repeatedly.
A hint of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Upon hearing this, the crowd couldn’t help but look at Zhou Wenjing.
Zhou Wenjing raised her eyebrows:
“What nonsense are you spouting?
“Who found you any good place?”
She originally intended to add, ‘The issues between us should be solved directly, without implicating others.’
However, firstly, Su Mo had previously mentioned inviting this sick young master aboard as a guest.
Secondly, Su Mo and others were unfathomable, perhaps they truly weren’t afraid of this sick young master.
If it were just me and the sick young master alone, today would indeed be a situation of almost certain death.
If I could rely on Su Mo and his group, and somehow survive by a stroke of luck, how could I easily give up?
Thus, after much hesitation, she didn’t dare add the final sentence.
In life and death matters, who can truly say they’d be willing to die generously?
It’s precisely because one doesn’t dare to claim so that she wanted to leave on a small boat beforehand, to avoid implicating others when it comes to this point.
The sick young master completely ignored Zhou Wenjing’s words, instead looking at Su Mo and the others:
“Which of you is the master here?”
Su Mo cupped his hands in salute and stepped forward:
“I am that person.”
“Good.”
The sick young master nodded gently: “Now you are not.”
“Oh?”
Su Mo was taken aback: “Can your words make it so?”
“Yes.”
The sick young master walked leisurely around the deck, nodding in satisfaction:
“Moreover, only by doing this can you preserve your lives on Longmu Island.”
“Oh?”
Su Mo was very surprised:
“Why is that?”
The sick young master furrowed his brows, perhaps Su Mo’s obvious feigned ignorance caused his anger. He coldly glanced at Su Mo:
“If you follow my words…
“On Longmu Island, under my protection, at least you will not be harmed by fellow travelers.
“Otherwise, hmm, you won’t escape the fate of being surrounded by a pack of wolves.”
“I see.”
Su Mo shook his head with a smile: “But from what I can tell, you seem hard-pressed to protect even yourself, so how can you protect us?”
The sick young master squinted at Su Mo:
“What did you say?”
“I’m just speaking the truth.”
Su Mo said with a smile:
“Firstly, you have a strange poison in you, but do you know if it’s been remedied now?
“Secondly, the person who poisoned you is likely coming to the island this time. If you encounter them, can you truly protect us?”
After speaking, he paused slightly:
“Thirdly, whether anyone listens to whom remains uncertain, you unknowingly venture into peril.
“Making such preposterous claims here now is truly laughable.”
“How bold!”
The sick young master was furious, stepped forward, and was already in front of Su Mo.
He raised a hand, striking directly at Su Mo’s chest.
Su Mo smiled:
“You boarded our ship, so you are our esteemed guest.”
As he spoke, his single hand extended, already clasping the sick young master’s wrist.
At this moment, the sick young master’s expression changed abruptly.
Su Mo’s techniques seemed clumsy, yet oddly clever; his strike appeared slow but was actually fast. Although he was already on guard and had further prepared three counter-moves for this palm, none were used before Su Mo had seized his wrist.
For an instant, his mind was a mixture of surprise and anger, transforming his palm into a finger, like a poisonous snake’s mouth, to ‘lick’ at Su Mo’s forearm.
“Why resort to violence?”
Su Mo’s next words were spoken just then.
As he finished this sentence, he released the sick young master’s wrist.
He smoothly sidestepped the latter’s finger.
The sick young master, unsatisfied, rolled up his other sleeve, with a loud swish, and as he shook it open, his fist darted from within the sleeve-shadow straight at Su Mo’s face.
But the punch landed on empty air.
Looking back again, Su Mo was already standing behind him, delivering a flying kick.
Before the sick young master could turn around, he kicked backward as well.
When the two kicks collided, the sick young master was certainly sent stumbling forward several steps by a great force, but Su Mo also flew backward.
When the sick young master looked back, Su Mo had vanished once more.
Suddenly, he heard a voice behind him:
“What was that kick called?
“I know that you, sick young master, cultivate the Five Transformation Demon Skill.
“There is a move, the Five Corrosive Death Palm, which killed Ling Yuanke.
“Just now, that finger and kick seem to be different.
“Could they also originate from within the Five Transformation Demon Skill?”
As he spoke, the sick young master looked back but found nothing.
Only a voice drifted into his ears from all directions.
For a moment, his heart sank deeper, even breeding a hint of fear.
He had navigated the Jianghu til now, though dormant for seven years, the happenings of Jianghu never escaped his ears.
Yet he couldn’t fathom where this expert had come from.
His Five Transformation Demon Skill, his punches, and kicks were both laced with deadly poison.
This person connected with his moves without harm, instead, disappeared without a trace.
Such a person, not to mention seven years ago, even within the past seven years, there has been no word of such a figure emerging from Nanhai.
