Under One Person, Engage in Black Technology

Chapter 224 Bombardment
Then, this handsome man, who looked like a Japanese 'male porn star', slammed his foot into the ground, instantly crushing the stone slabs of the village into dust.

call out!
His figure shot forward like an arrow released from a bow, creating gusts of wind. His movements were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

Just as he charged forward, the red light in his hand suddenly expanded and swelled, and in the next instant, a long spear with eight staffs appeared out of thin air.

The gun body was a deep, dark crimson red, with a smooth and flat surface, but you could vaguely see the fine lines inside. The glow of the flame flowed slowly along the lines, as if it were alive and dancing on the gun body.

As for the spear tip, it was pure silver-white, sharp as a blade forged a hundred times, exuding an imposing aura that made the surrounding air seem to freeze.

Swish!
In an instant, the spear was aimed directly at Jin Yong's throat, the distance between the spear tip and the Liaodong man's skin was constantly decreasing, and death was imminent.

However, the target of this attack was too obvious, almost laying out its 'purpose' openly without any concealment. Jin Yong naturally had no need to think and could directly prepare to deal with it.

This man from Liaodong had been involved in the world of supernatural beings for many years. While he wasn't a top-tier fighter, his extensive combat experience was deeply ingrained in him, so he wouldn't be foolish enough to take that fatal shot head-on.

With a swift flick of his wrist, the dozen or so "Ru Hua" robots remaining beside him immediately rushed forward like soldiers receiving orders, standing firmly in front of Jin Yong and acting as solid human shields.

These "flowers" weren't actually undamaged, but the materials used by Village Chief Ma to build them were very solid, so they could withstand the sudden shot without any problem, at least buying some time to react.

Seeing this, "Abe Hiroshi" showed no intention of changing tactics or retreating; instead, a cold smile slowly crept onto his lips.

The smile seemed devoid of emotion at first glance, yet there was a hint of disdain and contempt in it, as if mocking Jin Yong's reliance on external forces.

In the blink of an eye, the two were close. The one named 'Abe Hiroshi's' eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly twisted his wrist. The spear that was originally thrusting straight out changed instantly, and the movement was so fast that it left only a red arc of light.

Swish!
As the spear tip slashed through the air with a sharp whistling sound, a muffled "thud" followed as the spear struck the chests of the first four or five "flower-like" figures.

With a crisp "crack," the outer shell of these "flower-like" figures instantly dented, twisting and deforming, and the internal parts fell out with sparks.

The force didn't stop there; they were swept away like kites with broken strings, arcing through the air before crashing heavily into a distant wall with a loud "boom," kicking up a cloud of dust and leaving a shallow crater in the wall.

Immediately afterwards, "Abe Hiroshi" slightly raised his wrist, the movement seemingly casual, but he flicked the tip of the gun upwards, hitting another "Ru Hua" that was rushing in from the side and stopping its momentum. Then, he made a big loop, sweeping the surrounding mechanical dolls to the ground again.

In just a few seconds, relying on the power of his spear, he swept away all the "Ru Hua" blocking his way as if cutting through thorns. Some were swept away, some were knocked down, and some were directly pierced through by the spear.

After clearing the obstacles, he charged forward again without hindrance. After a forward charge, the tip of his spear was less than a meter away from Jin Yong's throat. The shadow of death had completely enveloped Jin Yong's head, as if it would pierce his throat in the next second.

Faced with the attack, Jin Yong never retreated even a step. His feet were firmly planted on the ground, his knees slightly bent, maintaining a posture ready to exert force at any moment.

His gaze was fixed on the spear in "Abe Hiroshi's" hand, his eyes sharp as an eagle, not missing a single detail.

In the lull between Hiroshi Abe and Ru Hua, his eyes, now filled with Qi, had already keenly caught a crucial clue: the spear in the opponent's hand was indeed formidable; the red light emanating from the spear seemed to possess a special 'burning' quality, and each time it touched Ru Hua, it was as unimpeded as cutting through butter with a knife.

But... his marksmanship was abysmal—the angle of his thrusts was always a little off, as if he were just swinging wildly by feel rather than making a precise, trained attack.

Moreover, the force of the sweeping motion with the gun has obvious flaws, and there may even be a brief stiffness due to the lack of force. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it is like playing with a fire poker.

In Jin Yong's summary, the reason why this "Abe Hiroshi" was able to easily deflect so many "Ru Hua" was mainly due to his clear eyesight and the special power contained in the long spear itself, rather than the exquisiteness and skill of his spear technique.

This is why he chose to stand still and assume a fighting stance; he wanted to engage in close combat with his opponent and win by relying on the opponent's amateurish weapon skills.

As this clear thought rapidly took shape in Jin Yong's mind, a plan flashed through his mind like lightning: he planned to use his protective magic artifact to gain the opportunity to get close. As long as he could get close to his opponent, the spear would have no room to be used. No matter how powerful the spear was, it couldn't exert its advantage at close range. With the close combat advantage of the Heavenly Gang Qi, his chances of winning were not small.

After figuring it out, Jin Yong took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling slightly. The air he inhaled seemed to carry a slight coolness, which made his mind even clearer.

The Heavenly Qi within his body surged once more. As he circulated his internal energy, a warm sensation spread through his meridians. The power coursed through his limbs and bones, as if it could erupt at any moment.

This time, he did not use his internal energy to unleash the Splitting Palm technique. Instead, he slowly concentrated all his internal energy in his arms, causing his muscles to tense slightly due to the power contained within, and the veins on his arms to become faintly visible.

However, he did not attack rashly, but chose to wait—waiting for the perfect moment when the opponent thrust out his spear.

……

Battles between extraordinary individuals differ from fights between ordinary people. The use of Qi, the coordination of techniques, and the timing of actions are all crucial.

In the heat of battle, every second can change the course of the war, and every choice is a matter of life and death. The most rational choice must be made based on the current situation. The slightest hesitation may lead to a desperate situation with no chance of recovery.

But... since it's a "choice," especially a choice made in a fight, it's natural to pursue speed.

Only by making quick decisions can one avoid being distracted and maintain focus and mental stability during combat. Once hesitation occurs, various distracting thoughts will arise in the mind, affecting judgment and potentially causing one to miss the best opportunity, allowing the opponent to seize the weakness.

Some naturally gifted individuals are extremely adept at making such instantaneous choices.

They may be born with a fast-thinking mind, able to analyze all possibilities in an instant, weigh the pros and cons, and choose the optimal solution; or they may have a keen intuition that allows them to subconsciously find the most suitable way to deal with the situation at hand.

Regardless of the type, such abilities are enough to give them an advantage in battle and even allow them to find a way out in desperate situations.

As for whether Jin Yong himself possessed this ability, he wasn't sure. He had never deliberately tested it, nor had he ever truly used it in a life-or-death situation. But he was absolutely certain that to defeat his opponent, he had to feign weakness, gamble on the opponent being greedy and impatient enough, and take risky moves to win.

Of course, since it's a risky move, it's naturally very dangerous. But from another perspective, he could have actually chosen the most conservative "delaying tactic" to deal with this tough battle.

That is, relying on the protective qi and the remaining "Ru Hua" (a type of magical energy), they temporarily blocked the opponent's attack, forcibly "turtle" down the fight, and hid behind the defense to wait for their teammates to come to their aid.

This is actually the safest approach, as it doesn't involve too much risk. As long as you hold out until your teammates arrive, the tide of battle can be turned.

But he suppressed the thought as soon as it popped into his head, because he suddenly realized something else: his teammates were probably thinking the same thing and were also waiting for someone to 'rescue' them.

Although it may seem ridiculous, it was this line of thinking that made Jin Yong abandon his retreat—he couldn't place his hopes on his fellow villagers who were also suffering from difficulties; he had to rely on himself to achieve victory.

Therefore...

'Wait, what am I thinking?!'

When Jin Yong's Qi naturally erupted and he forcibly regained his senses, he only saw a flash of blue light before his eyes, and then 'Abe Hiroshi' rushed up to him—the reason for this was that he had been stunned without warning.

Swish!
'But it's alright... I still had time to react, or rather, just in time!'

Jin Yong instantly regained his composure. Facing the approaching figure of "Abe Hiroshi" with a gun, he did not retreat or dodge. Instead, he exerted force with both feet, took a step forward, and charged forward to meet the gun head-on.

His steps were firm, neither dodging nor avoiding, his posture seemingly deliberately exposing the opening at his head to his opponent, luring them into an attack. His eyes were calm, without the slightest hint of panic, as if he had been fully prepared.

Faced with such a golden opportunity, which was like a piece of meat being offered to him, Hiroshi Abe naturally wouldn't miss it.

A hint of boredom flashed in his eyes, but the sneer on his lips grew more pronounced, and he thrust the spear in his hand toward Jin Yong's forehead without hesitation.

Swish!
The scorching spear tip was so menacing, it seemed as if it would pierce a hole in Jin Yong's forehead and kill him on the spot in the next second.

Just as Jin Yong's forehead was about to be pierced by the spear, the Qi he had accumulated through the Stepping Stance instantly transformed into a thick protective Qi shield. In an instant, a pale white halo suddenly enveloped his entire body, as if it were a tangible substance.

The moment the protective aura formed, it collided with the spear tip, producing a hissing sound. The fiery luster on the spear tip and the white aura clashed and eroded each other, resulting in a stalemate. But Jin Yong remained calm, after all, he still had a protective artifact to save him in case of emergency.

Taking advantage of this brief stalemate, Jin Yong focused all his strength on his legs, suddenly shifting his stance and moving half a step to the side.

Swish!
Jin Yong narrowly avoided the fatal thrust after his protective aura withstood the spear tip's sharpness for a moment. A bead of cold sweat trickled down his forehead; just moments before, he could even feel the chill of the spear tip against his skin, death seemingly imminent.

But this dangerous action also brought him considerable benefits.

"We've successfully gotten close!"

In that instant, the thought flashed through Jin Yong's mind again. Without the slightest hesitation, his meridians trembled violently, and the Heavenly Qi within his body surged wildly, like a rushing river, all of which was poured into his right palm.

A dense light emanated from his palm, a light even more dazzling than the previous protective aura, carrying an indomitable momentum.

With a slight bend in his arm, followed by a sudden straightening, he delivered a powerful blow to Hiroshi Abe's chest at an absolutely perfect angle.

Such movements are incredibly fast, accurate, and ruthless, without the slightest hesitation; every detail is executed flawlessly.

In Jin Yong's view, if this close-range palm strike landed solidly, the powerful force of the Heavenly Gang Qi would definitely disrupt the Qi within "Abe Hiroshi's" body, damage his meridians, and completely render him unable to fight, forcing him to "exit the stage" directly.

Yes, Jin Yong's offensive techniques, though few in number and relatively limited in variety, can only be described as sparse, far inferior to those extraordinary individuals who are proficient in multiple techniques.

However, his Qi, enhanced by the natural energy drawn from the stepping of the Big Dipper, is virtually inexhaustible.

Stepping on the Dipper not only enhances his speed and evasion ability, but also allows him to continuously draw energy from the surrounding natural environment and transform it into his own Qi.

As long as his body can hold on and doesn't collapse from overexertion, he can be like a cannon that can fire indefinitely, launching attacks continuously without worrying about running out of energy.

This is his greatest advantage and the source of his confidence to engage in close combat with his opponent.

boom!
Faced with Jin Yong's unexpected and clever plan, "Abe Hiroshi" showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, he revealed a strange smile with a hint of mockery, as if he had already seen through Jin Yong's thoughts.

He neither chose to dodge nor to defend himself, but instead swung his palm at Jin Yong without hesitation to meet the attack.

His palms were also enveloped in a layer of Qi, but it wasn't golden; instead, it was a pale blue. The blue Qi looked somewhat ethereal, yet it exuded a mysterious aura.

boom!boom!boom!boom!
Four muffled thuds rang out in succession, each accompanied by an explosion of energy. The force of the palm strikes spread outwards, causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly, and pebbles on the ground were blown away and scattered in all directions.

Judging purely from the power of the moves, the techniques used by "Abe Hiroshi" were obviously chaotic and disorderly, like wildly hitting the target without any rules. Only a thin layer of blue energy enveloped his fist, making him look completely harmless.

(End of this chapter)