Chapter 57
That was how assassins worked.
Assassins were not well-versed in head-on clashes. As such, there was always only one single opportunity for them to do what they do. They were capable of stalking their quarry for ten days and nights just to exploit that momentary opening.
On the contrary, if they were to miss, it was unthinkable for them to just stay where they were.
That translucent silhouette in the air let go of his dagger decisively in an instant, backing away and ran.
“Hahahaha, Luo Yongnian, is that really your trump card? Boy, you’ve really underestimated me!”
Lu Xuan laughed out heartily. Despite being very well hidden, there was no way the assassin’s senses could have compared to Lu Xuan’s.
When it came to Mental Strength, he was actually far more formidable than that guy in traditional Chinese garb.
If Lu Xuan was right, that man might have awakened some sort of supernatural abilities that had to do with invisibility. Common folks, or even martial arts legends, would have only been able to discover someone like that when they had gotten close enough.
Lu Xuan then shouted right away, making it seem as a grenade exploded right before him. That terrifying bolt of lightning was dispersed with that one shout right away, reflecting a burst of Mental Strength back at that man in traditional Chinese garb on the spot.
That man yelled and looked as if he had been rammed by something big and heavy, sending him flying. Blood spilled from all of his orifices. He then crashed onto the ground heavily. He was effectively and severely incapacitated with only a single move.
An extremely frightened expression was seen in his eyes. He seemed to have caught a glimpse of a golden dragon when he launched a mental attack on Lu Xuan prior.
There seemed to be a golden dragon residing in Lu Xuan’s mental world. That golden dragon had effectively crippled him simply by taking a glance at him.
“How could there be someone actually capable of that?” That middle-aged man was almost frightened to death on the spot.
That was because he was not some vagrant who happened to obtain formidable powers. He had a specific lineage to his abilities, after all.
There had been records among his lineage, saying that if a person’s Mental Strength were sufficient enough, that person would have been able to make something out of nothing. What was created would have differed from one person to another, from one circumstance to another.
However, that middle-aged man had never seen someone capable of such feats. Even Luo Yongnian, who was also a martial arts legend, had Mental Strength that looked like a blob of chaos in his perspective; it appeared very dispersed and unfocused.
As such, he never believed what was written in those records one bit, thinking that it was all but metaphors. Such metaphors were aplenty in the world of Cultivators, after all.
He thought all of that was little more than just manifestations of one’s inner world.
He never expected to actually encounter someone capable of truly bring tangible objects to reality, using only their Mental Strength. Furthermore, it was a golden dragon, which had never been documented in those records he read before.
That man began to think if all those writings on the records had been solid truths after all.