"So... so strong!"
The staff member's face turned ashen, and he cried out involuntarily.
Before this, he had never imagined that someone could utilize fist intent to such an extent!
He had always thought that martial arts masters were people who killed with their bare fists at close range, but now, Xiang Bo was teaching him a lesson!
He learned that the fist intent of a martial arts master could also be used to kill!
The Thousand-Hand Guanyin that Xiang Bo materialized with his fist intent was truly a terrifying killing machine!
Bang, bang, bang, bang...
The entire archive room was filled with the unending sound of fist winds.
The Thousand-Hand Guanyin's arms rained down relentlessly, the air collapsing under the impact, generating patches of turbulent vortexes!
As far as the eye could see, there were only afterimages of the Thousand-Hand Guanyin's arms!
A series of sonic booms echoed in his ears, making it sound as if a fighter jet was performing low-altitude passes nearby!
Thump!
The staff member's knees buckled, and he collapsed onto the ground.
Whether it was out of fear or a willing submission, he knelt.
"Xiang Bo, I was wrong!"
The staff member's voice trembled as he admitted his mistake.
It wasn't that he lacked backbone, but faced with Xiang Bo's "Thousand-Style Guanyin," the staff member simply couldn't muster the courage to resist!
After admitting his fault, the staff member looked at Ying Chen.
His gaze was obvious, as if he wanted to drag Ying Chen down to admit fault with him!
In his opinion, Ying Chen, being from the Xuanmen, was already at a disadvantage being within ten paces of a martial arts master.
And with Xiang Bo displaying such terrifying fist intent, how could Ying Chen possibly fight back?
The wise recognize the times and are heroes; kneeling and admitting fault was the way to survive!
To his surprise, Ying Chen merely gave a slight, mocking smile.
It was as if, in his eyes, Xiang Bo's Thousand-Style Guanyin was nothing of consequence!
"You... forget it, good advice is wasted on the doomed," the staff member shook his head, no longer attempting to persuade Ying Chen.
Xiang Bo, meanwhile, looked at Ying Chen and coldly uttered a single word.
"Die!"
The Guanyin's arms, which had been on the verge of engulfing Ying Chen, instantly transformed into a surging, crashing tide, all directed towards Ying Chen!
In the blink of an eye, Ying Chen disappeared from sight, and only the continuous sound of fists could be heard.
Ying Chen seemed to have been pounded into a pulp by the thousand arms of the Guanyin!
"Even at the last moment, I gave you a chance. Since you didn't seize it, you have no one to blame."
Xiang Bo's eyes were cold as he looked at the sky filled with fist intent afterimages, and sighed.
In fact, the Guanyin's arms could have struck Ying Chen a second earlier, but Xiang Bo had deliberately slowed down.
The intention was to allow Ying Chen to see the error of his ways.
Unexpectedly, only the staff member had a change of heart; Ying Chen remained obstinate.
Xiang Bo could only strike with lethal force, burying Ying Chen.
The explosion of fist intent in mid-air echoed for a full minute before gradually dissipating.
Large clouds of white mist swirled in the air, obscuring vision like a vast, dense fog.
Despite being unable to see anything, both Xiang Bo and the staff member knew clearly: when the mist cleared, a bloody scene would inevitably greet them.
Under such intense fist intent impact, even an elephant would be reduced to pulp, let alone a mere human.
"I don't want to see that scene. You clean it up!" Xiang Bo waved his hand and turned to leave.
The staff member's heart leaped with joy.
Xiang Bo's actions indicated that he had survived!
Xiang Bo had accepted his apology and admission of error!
"Yes!" the staff member quickly agreed.
Finally, the white mist gradually dispersed, revealing the scene beneath.
The staff member, who was still puzzling over how to clean up the mess, suddenly's eyes widened, and he let out a cry of disbelief as he looked ahead: "How is this possible?"
Xiang Bo, who had already reached the archive room door, turned in surprise, about to ask, "What is it?" but the next second, he was struck as if by lightning, frozen in place!
Beneath the mist, a figure stood tall.
Not only had he not turned into pulp, but he didn't even have a scratch!
Hiss!
Xiang Bo gasped, his expression turning extremely terrified.
That was his ultimate killing move!
That was the ferocious fist intent that even an elephant couldn't withstand!
To his astonishment, it had caused no damage to Ying Chen whatsoever!
This... it made Xiang Bo doubt his own eyes!
"You... you're not dead?" the staff member also slumped to the ground, looking at Ying Chen as if he had seen a ghost, and said.
"Why, you really wanted me dead?" Ying Chen asked, looking at the staff member.
"No, no, no, I absolutely didn't want you dead... I was just... shocked and confused..." the staff member quickly explained.
Ying Chen gave a slight smile: "There's nothing to be shocked or confused about. After all, I made it very clear: I am more powerful than an immortal! Therefore, 'an immortal for one' is not applicable to me."
Whoosh!
Xiang Bo's face instantly darkened.
He never would have imagined that Ying Chen wasn't joking, but truly possessed strength "above that of an immortal"!
Where did such a terrifying monster come from?
Not even the Five Great Sects, nor the sacred lands of martial arts, would have such a person!
Xiang Bo felt fear for the first time.
However, despite his inner turmoil, Xiang Bo's footsteps remained firm as he advanced towards Ying Chen.
He was no saint, nor was he a perfect man; he too felt fear and cherished his life.
In any other situation, he might have already made a swift escape.
But in this current situation...
He couldn't convince his conscience to leave!
Because in the archive room marked with an S, lay the confidential files of many of his old comrades!
Some of his old comrades were still in active service!
And the children of some old comrades had infiltrated enemy territory, inheriting their fathers' legacies!
If those files were leaked, those old comrades and their children would immediately be brutally killed by the enemy!
Therefore, he had no choice, and no retreat!
He could only continue to fight, even if it meant expending his last ounce of strength!
"You are strong, absurdly strong, monstrously strong, beyond anything heard or seen before!"
Xiang Bo said word by word.
"However, this does not mean I will surrender!"
"I repeat: you cannot touch what is in the S-class archive room!"
"If you want to, you will have to step over my corpse!"
With that, infinite fist intent erupted from Xiang Bo once more!
Another Thousand-Style Guanyin appeared behind Xiang Bo!
Ying Chen looked at Xiang Bo and nodded: "Very well, as you wish."
"Then I shall step over your corpse!"
The next second, Ying Chen extended his five fingers and grabbed at the air!
A scene that caused Xiang Bo's face to change drastically occurred!
Xiang Bo's Thousand-Style Guanyin was gripped by an invisible force, its body slowly twisting and shrinking.
Until finally, it became a ball no larger than a playground ball!
With a second exertion of Ying Chen's fingers, that ball-sized entity exploded with a roar!
Turning into dust scattered everywhere!
Xiang Bo's Thousand-Style Guanyin was utterly destroyed before it could even unleash a single punch this time!
Xiang Bo's face instantly turned extremely grim, and a hint of despair appeared in his eyes.
He never imagined that after joining the Wind Evasion Bureau for over forty years, he hadn't encountered such a terrifying opponent in his youth, nor in his prime, and now, in his old age, he had!
How could one possibly contend with such a terrifying opponent?
And who could possibly contend against them?