Absolute Gate

Chapter 38 Maniacal Laughter
A desperate counterattack, using the opponent's weapon to violently penetrate their rear.

Wu Zhong's thrust wasn't actually deep, since the other guy was wearing pants.

It only inserted a little, barely getting in, but... that was enough.

The human body has "seven gates," which refer to seven key parts of the digestive tract.

This includes the pharynx, or lips, which is the first gateway for food to enter the body.

Teeth are the second gateway for food.

The epiglottis, or spiracle, is a gateway that opens during breathing and closes during swallowing to prevent food from entering the airway.

The cardia, or upper opening of the stomach, prevents stomach contents from flowing back into the esophagus.

The pylorus, or lower opening of the stomach, is the gateway connecting to the small intestine.

The ileocecal junction, which is the junction of the small and large intestines, serves to shield the passage of essential substances.

The anus, or the final opening for excretion, is the final gateway for excretion.

Wu Zhong's attack used the opponent's sword embryo to pierce behind him, locking his soul gate.

Even if it's not deep, once it's closed, it's closed. Just like Wu Zhong's half-closed door will eventually be welded shut, and plugging a leak with a piece of paper will also block it.

The key is not the degree to which it is switched on and off, but how it is used.

Once Wu Zhong has used a 'door,' its opening or closing state cannot be changed by others.

Only Wu Zhong has the authority to interfere.

"What Chongyang Iron Sword? How does it compare to my Seven Clashes Sword Technique? Hmm?" Wu Zhong's Seven Clashes Sword Technique finally broke Fei Peng's spirit.

"Ugh..." Fei Peng was in excruciating pain, and his aloof and arrogant demeanor vanished completely!

The previous part was barely bearable, but now it's a double whammy!
But he was also a tough guy; he gripped the wooden stick and tried to pull it out by force.

No matter how hard he pulled, apart from the excruciating pain in his muscles, the stick seemed to be welded shut.

They remained firmly rooted to the spot, refusing to retreat an inch!

A three-foot-long wooden stick was welded into his pants behind him, looking like a raised tail.

"Ugh... Ugh..." Fei Peng's eyes were bloodshot, his lips were tightly closed, his features were distorted, and he groaned in frustration.

Why can't I pull it out?! Why can't I pull it out?!
He was a ruthless and decisive man! He actually infused his true energy into the wooden stick, causing it to hum and emit a sword-like aura!
This is an attempt to cut through the flesh and pull it out!

A swift and decisive approach is worse than prolonged suffering!

But he was completely mistaken; it wasn't that the meat was stuck, but rather an absolute characteristic.

The sword's edge sliced ​​through his own flesh and blood, but the wooden stick couldn't even get out an inch.

Instead, it caused him even more pain, leaving him covered in blood and trembling all over.

"Fei Peng!" The cliff cypress was dumbfounded.

Fei Peng is one of the main combat forces of their mercenary group, and his original body is a famous martial arts master on a certain world weapon list.

His swordsmanship and footwork were both superb, but he never expected to be defeated by a newcomer using such underhanded tactics, and he couldn't get up for a while.

"Hmph." Wu finally finished off the second consecutive heavy blow and hurriedly created distance.

This person was quite powerful, and he dared not stay by his side for long, fearing he would be replaced, and he had no intention of taking the wooden stick.

He didn't know what the wooden stick was, and it didn't even leave a mark after being hit by his energy blast.

It must be indestructible; it must be a good thing.

But Wu Zhong abandoned it without hesitation, because it was the opponent's weapon, and he didn't know what other tricks they had up their sleeve. Keeping it in his hands was too dangerous.

It's better to leave it to the other person to do, and just leave it inserted like that...

Wu Zhongshun continued to roll on the spot, even though the hard soil on the ground was grinding his severed arm painfully and the gravel was piercing his flesh, he still rolled to his severed arm in a few quick movements.

With his free hand, he grabbed the severed arm and pressed it onto his shoulder in one swift motion!
"Hiss..." Wu Zhong felt a twitch in his shoulder, followed by a feeling of soreness and pain in his arm.

If you can feel pain in your hand, it means that the nerves in your arm have reconnected.

This is a live cyborg suit, equipped with a built-in arm reattachment function.

"It can be received... but... it's not enough..."

Wu Zhong was sweating profusely. His fingers twitched slightly, and a purple light began to emanate from his palm, but he still couldn't lift his arm.

The nerves seemed to have reconnected, but the severed arm was still broken. Obviously, even if there were a reattachment function, this kind of injury could not heal in a short time.

He even needs to use his left hand to hold his right arm and press it against his body; once he lets go, the arm will fall off.

"Lift it up, lift it up!"

Wu finally managed to lift his right arm by gripping it with his left hand, but this seemed to cause a slight misalignment of the fracture surface, resulting in a loss of nerve connection, signal interruption, and the radiance in his palm dimming.

This delay caused him to miss the opportunity to finish off Fei Peng.

Because the enraged cypress tree had already arrived, a whip kick came crashing down like a thunderbolt, the air howling with a chilling sound.

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

His whip kick was murderous, aimed straight at Wu Zhong's head.

The commotion was terrifying, and Wu Zhong's actions—from losing his arm to fighting back and regaining it—were executed flawlessly, yet he also showed signs of exhaustion.

His counterattack against Fei Peng was already an outburst. But he was fighting two against one, and when Ya Bai arrived, he could already picture his own brains exploding.

However, at the critical moment, a stone tablet suddenly rose up!
"boom!"

The stone tablet blocked the kick, but was shattered by it.

The flying debris hit Wu Zhong, who rolled away, his flesh and blood mangled.

"Fire!"

Yang Chunsha shouted, "She's casting a spell at the crucial moment!"

Because the illusion had already been dispelled from her, and because Yabai was in a hurry to save his teammates, he couldn't care less about her, which allowed her to finally join the battle.

At this moment, the woman's chest gleamed faintly as the pages of her book turned.

The magic caused the earth to rise, the soil to sink, and the rocks to bulge.

With its legs sank into the mud and its body pressed against the rocks, this was an excellent opportunity.

Wu Zhong grabbed his arm and raised it, his palm gleaming with a sinister purple light.

"Boom! Boom!" Wu Zhong was also anxious, but the purple melting bullet only flashed and did not fire.

The cliff cypress's eyes widened in fury, knowing it couldn't take this blow. In an instant, its body burst forth with scarlet blood energy and it rose straight up from the ground.

He shattered the rock with a single palm strike, then kicked the rubble like bullets.

"Crackling sounds!" Bloodstains covered Wu's body, and his cheek was hit hard, causing the flesh of his entire face to shake and blood to spurt from his lips and teeth.

He fell backward, and the command for the purple molten bomb was interrupted again.

Ever since I lost my arm, this thing has become so difficult to use; it's not as convenient as it used to be.

"Damn it, I can't open it!"

Wu was very anxious, but the more anxious he became, the less he could fire the cannon. The purple light in his palm flickered erratically, sometimes working and sometimes not.

"Your life is mine!"

Cliff Cypress had long since given up on capturing Wu Zhong alive. With a burst of crimson aura, it shattered stone tablets and cracked rocks like a bulldozer, its power terrifying.

This guy is so badly injured, yet he's still so powerful?

I didn't realize it before, but when Wu Zhongzi's melting bomb failed, I realized how powerful he was.

Cliff cypress and flying privet are different types of strong plants, with cliff cypress's strength lying in its extremely vigorous vitality.

"Drink up!" The cliff cypress bark charged wildly.

Even with Yang Chunsha's frequent spellcasting, he could not stop it.

The earthen wall she raised was large and soft, while the stone was hard but loose.

"De Biao! Use Triple Rashomon!"

Wu Zhong retreated repeatedly, giving a reluctant hint.

Fortunately, Yang Chunsha understood immediately, flipping through the pages rapidly as she shouted, "Spirit Communication - Triple Rashomon!" Thump thump thump!
Between Wu Zhong and the cliff cypress, three layers of ghost-faced stone gates rise in succession.

It is over two meters tall, wide and thick.

Moreover, Yang Chunsha was very knowledgeable. She was one of the few people who knew the characteristics of Wu Zhongmen. Therefore, she created a door with a ghost head in the middle, which Wu Zhongmen could open with a push.

"Ninjutsu?" Cliff Cypress's voice was hoarse.

Yang Chunsha was overjoyed; she had successfully deceived someone.

The cliff cypress stared at Wu Zhong. His clothes were damaged in the battle, and Wu Zhong also revealed his true appearance. In addition, Yang Chunsha used multi-dimensional power.

"So you're Wu Dong?"

The cliff cypress roared, like a bulldozer, splitting stones and rampaging through the land.

They broke through two gates with ease.

Wu Zhong felt a chill run down his spine and immediately closed the third stone door.

"boom!"

The cliff cypress shattered the stone gate with a single blow!
Despite the cracks, this time there were no scattering of stones; the rubble remained in the shape of the door.

Thump, thump, thump! The cliff cypress struck three times in succession, but to no avail; it could not break through the door.

"what?"

Startled, Ya Bai moved swiftly around the door and launched a whip kick.

But Wu reacted quickly and ran around the door!

The cliff cypress missed its footing and left a crack on the stone gate.

He pursued fiercely, while Wu Zhong frantically circled around the pillar, or rather, around the door.

Although Wu Zhong was not as strong as his opponent, he was not much slower than the cliff cypress when moving in such a small circle.

The latter was surrounded by a blood-red aura, possessed brute strength, and had a fast straight-line speed, but was not as agile as Fei Peng, and was always blocked by this lonely stone gate.

"Ahhh!"

Enraged, the cliff cypress suddenly flipped over, leaped over the stone gate, and stomped down with a powerful kick!
But at this moment, Wu Zhong's arm finally flexed, and the purple light was already poised to be unleashed.

He grabbed his right arm, raised it, and fired with a roar.

"boom!"

The impact was devastating. The cliff cypress was suspended in mid-air, and just as it landed in front of his chest, it had no chance to dodge. The cannon shot struck right under his buttocks.

"Pfft!" Her butt exploded!
It was sloppy, with internal organs and intestines spilling out, and a hole burst open below like a breach in a dam.

The residual force of the purple molten bomb also splashed onto the stone gate, destroying it.

However, the cypress's leg still landed on his chest; the purple melt bullet could not stop this heavy stomp!
"Whoa!"

Despite his severed arm, Wu was still kicked hard in the chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood. It was unclear how many bones he had broken.

If it weren't for the arm armor cushioning the impact, the chest cavity would have been directly caved in and collapsed.

Even so, he was still severely injured and had great difficulty breathing.

Blood spurted from his shoulder, and the severed arm, which had been pressed against it, was torn apart again due to the immense force.

"Thump!" The cliff cypress also fell to the ground, trembling all over.

With a hole in his chest, a bruised buttock, and a broken arm, his injuries were actually much more severe than Fei Peng's.

"De Biao! Kill him!" Wu Zhong roared.

The sand from Yangchun softened the soil and rocks, causing the cliff cypress to sink into it and be completely buried alive.

Wu breathed a sigh of relief, but just as he stood up, he heard a "poof" sound and a large hand burst out of the ground!

"what?"

Wu was astonished to see that the sandy cypress was buried on one side and climbing on the other.

He decisively pulled out the Laughing Grenade from his pocket, pulled the pin, and threw it.

He had used this thing three times and knew it by heart, so he had a good grasp of the 30-meter range.

At this moment, I deliberately threw it a little further away, only wanting to graz half of it, since if it were too close, I would also get hit.

However, after a surge of bloody energy, the pit exploded with a deafening roar.

The cliff cypress tree unexpectedly broke through the soil and leaped high into the air.

The force of the earth breaking through the ground sent the grenade flying.

Fei Peng was still sticking out his nose when he stood up and saw a grenade fall in front of him.

"Oh huh?"

He wasn't afraid of grenades, but he was cautious, so he bent over and dodged some of them while they were being fired horizontally.

Unfortunately, he wasn't cautious enough.

"Bang!" The grenade exploded with a loud bang, but the area still covered him.

He knew something was wrong as soon as he heard the noise; there wasn't even a flame.

"What! How could he have... Ahahaha!" Fei Peng laughed in shock.

His face completely broke into a rage: "Hohoho, a laughing grenade! Oh hohoho, it's a laughing grenade! Hahaha!"

He was furious, never expecting Wu Zhong to have such a trick up his sleeve.

Everyone knows how powerful this thing is, but as everyone knows, the Laughing Grenade is a product unique to 985. Perhaps some have circulated outside, but they are extremely rare, so how can anyone guard against it?

This thing looks exactly like a regular hand grenade!
Every single molecule that makes up this thing is perfectly normal. Even after more than a decade of research and countless tests, 985 University still couldn't distinguish it from a regular hand grenade.

But after it exploded, it caused people within a 30-meter radius to burst into manic laughter.

"Fei Peng!"

Cliff Cypress was shocked and furious. Fei Peng was in such a terrible state; he had been hit by the Laughing Grenade again.

Fei Peng's face was contorted with rage, his body hunched over, one hand gripping a wooden stick, the other supporting him on the ground, as he bent over and laughed maniacally.

This scene was as bizarre as could be.

"De Biao, how come your earth magic doesn't kill anyone?" Wu Zhong was also in a bad mood.

Seeing the cliff cypress covered in blood and flames, with one arm gone, a hole in its right chest, and its buttocks badly mangled.

His entire body was a bloody mess, like a demon crawling out of hell, yet he was still standing!

Not only that, he took out a scarlet jelly-like substance and slapped it directly into the wound, where it melted instantly.

"Hiss..." He exhaled a breath of stale air, his gaze fixed coldly on Wu Zhong.

Yang Chunsha shouted, "He ate the blood of the Kun!"

"Run!" Wu Zhong thought to himself, "What's the point of fighting now?"

He turned and slipped away, staggering to Yang Chunsha's side: "Get in the car!"

Yang Chunsha understood immediately, and finally raised an earthen wall to block the cliff cypress before crawling into the driver's seat.

She started the gas pedal, gripping the steering wheel with one hand and speeding off: "I'm driving? I've lost an arm..."

"Am I not? My chest cavity is even sunken in." Wu Zhong gasped weakly.

He also lost an arm, and he had to hold it down with one hand to prevent it from falling off.

"Then hold on tight..." Yang Chunsha gritted her teeth and drove despite the excruciating pain.

"Um!"

Dust billowed as the car sped over the hillside and headed into the distance.

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　P.S.: Sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)