Luo Shaohui was acutely aware of the vast difference in their ranks compared to Ye Huan. Standing before Ye Huan, he remained motionless even when he saw Ye Huan summon something. He wanted to see how a Golden Core Stage Cultivator could possibly kill his daughter, Luo Yufeng, who had reached the Divine Transformation Stage!
‘If you seek death, then I can’t be blamed…’
Noticing that Luo Shaohui merely stood there with his Qingfeng sword in hand, Ye Huan felt a surge of joy deep within, though his face betrayed none of it. Instead, he quickly flipped through the 2012 Arms Compendium, searching for the most powerful weapon, which caused him to waste quite a bit of time.
It was unfortunate for Ye Huan that earlier, in order to keep the Hua Tuo from discovering all his secrets, he hadn’t opened the 2012 Arms Compendium in front of it. As a result, he was completely unaware of the new weapons that had appeared after becoming an eighth-level summoner. Now, facing Luo Shaohui, Ye Huan first needed to find the latest weapons listed in the compendium and compare their power. Naturally, this consumed a lot of time.
‘Long Sky No. 2 drone? That won’t do… M9 semi-automatic sniper rifle? Not useful… QJG0 anti-aircraft machine gun? Hmm, that would be great for shooting down planes next time…’
Minutes passed as Ye Huan broke into a sweat, but disappointment washed over him as he neared the last few pages of the 2012 Arms Compendium without finding any weapon suitable for attacking Luo Shaohui. Even Luo Shaohui himself began to grow impatient, as if he might rush at Ye Huan at any moment and say, “Kid, if you don’t make a move soon, I won’t hold back!”
“Wait…”
Ye Huan suddenly raised his right hand to signal Luo Shaohui not to attack. He really wanted to ask if Luo Shaohui could let him finish flipping through these pages of the compendium. However, as a father whose daughter had been killed by Ye Huan, there was no way Luo Shaohui would negotiate with him. Before Ye Huan could finish speaking, Luo Shaohui swung his long sword toward Ye Huan’s right hand, glinting ominously—this sword was incredibly sharp.
Instinctively leaning back to dodge the strike while holding onto the 2012 Arms Compendium, Ye Huan realized he had no choice but to fight back without finding an appropriate weapon. He quickly summoned from the current page of the compendium: “Come forth, QJG0 anti-aircraft machine gun!”
“Anti-aircraft machine gun? What kind of treasure is that?”
Luo Shaohui didn’t remember the long string of numbers preceding Ye Huan’s words but did catch the last four words clearly. However, as he searched his memory for anything related to an anti-aircraft machine gun, he found nothing. He tentatively categorized it as some sort of treasure. In that moment of distraction for Luo Shaohui, Ye Huan wasted no time and dove into the forest below. The next second, from beneath Luo Shaohui's feet came a rapid series of gunfire sounds—countless bullets erupted like fireworks at his feet.
With a swift motion, Luo Shaohui vanished almost instantly. As a Core Formation Stage Cultivator, his strength was far beyond that of an ordinary Cultivator, moving even faster than a bullet. He easily dodged Ye Huan's attack and reappeared several dozen meters away. At the same time, in a corner of the forest below, Ye Huan observed this scene and gained a preliminary understanding of Luo Shaohui.
In terms of speed, the Nascent Soul Practitioner was definitely at a disadvantage compared to the Combination Stage. When it came to offensive capabilities, the Combination Stage was even stronger than Beitang Mo, the Divine Transformation Stage Cultivator Ye Huan had previously faced. Considering these two points, Ye Huan quickly made up his mind; he could not engage Luo Shaohui in a direct confrontation and would have to rely on guerrilla tactics instead.
"This is frustrating! I used to be the master who bravely ventured into the Southern Xiongnu Empire. Who would have thought that today I would be forced to play hit-and-run… But hey, I actually enjoy guerrilla warfare!"
Muttering to himself, Ye Huan wasted no time after making his decision. He discarded the QJG0 anti-aircraft machine gun he had just summoned and moved several dozen meters away to summon another one.
After about three minutes had passed, Luo Shaohui, not having seen Ye Huan appear, tried to use his Divine Sense to sense any movements in the forest below. However, Ye Huan seemed to have anticipated this and had concealed his presence. Additionally, having absorbed the blood of a Tenth Level Magical Beast Sacred Dragon, he could lurk in the shadows like a beast himself. For a while, it was indeed difficult for Luo Shaohui to locate Ye Huan in that forest.
"Ye Huan, you really have some skills to evade my Divine Sense. But how about this move?"
Rather than searching through the entire forest, Luo Shaohui split his already sharp sword into two halves with his right hand, sending them flying north and south to hover at the edges of the forest.
'What is Luo Shaohui trying to do?'
Confused, Ye Huan focused on Luo Shaohui as a series of grinding sounds echoed. The two swords acted like the sharpest saws in the world, slicing through all the trees that obstructed visibility above the forest, completely exposing Ye Huan beneath Luo Shaohui's gaze. Along with him were over fifty QJG0 anti-aircraft machine guns that Ye Huan had summoned during those brief moments.
"This..."
Luo Shaohui's eyes widened in shock. He could confidently say that a single QJG0 anti-aircraft machine gun posed no threat to him; however, over fifty of them—each bullet possessing power comparable to that of Barrett's standard ammunition—was another matter entirely. Whether he could dodge them was something even Luo Shaohui himself couldn't guarantee. Moreover, during that time, Ye Huan had strategically placed those fifty machine guns throughout the forest corners to give Luo Shaohui a 'surprise,' using up more than half of the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy from the 2012 Arms Encyclopedia… To be continued.
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