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Tang Bo appeared from thin air, his expression slightly surprised. In his eyes, it was clear that the shot had been fired before he manifested. This was different from being attacked after he had appeared.
If the attack came after his appearance, it would only mean that the opponent had sharp eyesight and quick reflexes, which was impressive. In that case, he would still have ways to respond.
However, if the attack occurred before he revealed himself, it meant that his movements had been detected. This indicated that his pride in his concealment technique had failed!
"It can't be; it must be a coincidence!"
Tang Bo refused to believe it. His eyes flashed with determination as he prepared to hide his form again. During this process, his Tang Dao cried out more violently, almost urging him on.
This surprised him even more; he couldn't understand why his usually 'reserved' Tang Dao was so agitated today. Nevertheless, despite his confusion, this was also a source of faith and confidence for him.
He understood that this knife had an extraordinary history, having appeared in the hands of many renowned generals; it was a treasured artifact.
With this knife, Tang Bo had slain many skilled opponents. Even though those individuals were incredibly strong, they were no match for him in direct combat. However, relying on his concealment skills and the sharpness of the Tang Dao often led him to victory.
He believed that with this blade, he could continuously create miracles!
He withdrew and once again vanished into the air.
Ye Mingshang did not block him; instead, he focused intently on sensing his surroundings.
A very faint sound, almost imperceptible, reached his ears, guiding him in a direction.
"Here!"
Swish!
The ink spear swept across, revealing a figure who looked quite disheveled. The surprise in their eyes had transformed into terror.
If being discovered once could be attributed to luck, what about being discovered twice?
This time, he had no intention of attacking; he was merely passing by when he was detected.
Moreover, the force of this shot was immense. Even with the assistance of the Treasure Blade, his arm felt sore and numb.
"How can he sense me like this?! No, I can't get any closer; being too near will expose me."
Tang Bo's mind raced. He noticed that when he was invisible, the opponent's ears twitched slightly, likely using sound to locate him. If that was the case, staying farther away would prevent him from being discovered.
Although attacking from a distance might lead to a missed strike, it would certainly reduce the risk.
He slowly began to fade away, preparing to retreat quietly.
But this time, Ye Mingshang would not give him another chance. He glanced at the now transparent Tang Bo and gripped the gun's tail, swinging it like a golf club.
"Come out!"
"What?!"
Tang Bo was taken aback and had no time to dodge. He hurriedly raised his sword to block.
Bang!
The shot was powerful and heavy. He could only resist for a moment before realizing in terror that the Treasure Blade, which had always been a great help to him and as hard as iron, had actually broken!
Only then did he understand why the Treasure Blade had been vibrating; it wasn't excitement—it was fear!!!
Before he could dwell on this realization, a tremendous force surged through the blade and struck him hard.
His slender figure was sent flying like a baseball, skidding across the ground for over ten meters before finally crashing into a crumbling building.
That wouldn't have been so bad if not for the fact that he was headed straight toward a protruding steel rebar. If he continued on this path, he would surely impale himself.
At a critical moment, Wang Sijin suddenly rushed out and caught Tang Bo just before he fell. However, due to the momentum in the air, he was pulled back a bit.
Thud!
The rebar pierced through, and Tang Bo's figure fell down, while Wang Sijin remained stuck there.
"Boss!" Lu Zang exclaimed.
Wu Boyi's expression changed, and he quickly flashed to Wang Sijin's side. He reached out, ready to pull him down.
"No need, I can do it myself," Wang Sijin said as he gripped the rebar behind him with both hands. The pain made his face flush red, but he didn't let out a single sound.
He twisted his hands awkwardly around the rebar and gave it a strong twist.
Crack!
The rebar, slightly thicker than his thumb, was directly twisted apart; the strength was astonishing.
With the rebar broken, Wang Sijin's body fell freely. Protecting himself with the remaining piece of rebar, he landed steadily on the ground, but his face twitched at the moment of impact.
Not wanting anyone's help, he held his breath and grasped the end of the rebar in front of him, pulling hard to remove it.
At first, his face was pale; the pain made him tremble. Then he steeled himself and yanked with all his might.
Thud!
The rebar came out, and blood spurted out instantly. At this point, he was already very exhausted and hadn't regained enough strength to stop the bleeding.
Wu Boyi didn't hesitate; he quickly floated down and supported Wang Sijin, pressing his fingers around the wound to apply pressure.
The bleeding temporarily stopped, and Wu Boyi gave Wang Sijin some medicine to take.
His complexion improved slightly.
The steel rebar piercing through the body is unimaginable in terms of pain. The rebar is not smooth; it has a series of ridges on its surface. To have it embedded inside, the pain one would have to endure is beyond imagination.
However, Wang Sijin, under the condition of having the rebar embedded in his body, actually broke it himself. In the end, he forcibly pulled it out, a suffering that is far more terrifying than being pierced by an arrow.
If it were an ordinary person, they might not even be able to withstand the initial pain of insertion, let alone pull it out forcefully, which could directly kill someone from the agony. Yet Wang Sijin merely twitched his facial muscles throughout the entire process without even letting out a sound.
He couldn't possibly not feel pain; just looking at his pale face and drenched in sweat was enough to tell. In terms of pain perception, he was no better off than an ordinary person; in fact, due to his heightened sensitivity, the suffering he experienced was likely doubled.
To save his subordinate, he was willing to endure such pain and risk, even if that subordinate was a strong ally and right-hand man. But how could anyone's life be more important than his own?
Yet he still chose to save Tang Bo while sustaining serious injuries himself.
It should be noted that their adversary stood before them as a life-and-death enemy; his severe injuries could very well mean death. This battered body might not even have the strength to fight back—how could he ensure his own safety? Let alone that of his subordinates.
But Ye Mingshang watched Wang Sijin's actions with great admiration.
Perhaps he was a ruthless villain who killed without hesitation, but at least for the sake of his subordinates, he was willing to take such risks.
Moreover, the pain of having steel rebar piercing through him and then forcibly pulling it out made Ye Mingshang's heart race. He gained a clear understanding of Wang Sijin's willpower.
(To be continued.)
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