Chapter 136: Defeat the Child of Destiny!
Qingque's cold and beautiful face was filled with grief and despair.
She watched as the massive body of Man Hu, her companion through countless battles, crashed to the ground like a felled tree. The blood pooling around his head was a stark, horrifying contrast to the serene green of the garden grass.
"Man Hu!" she screamed, her voice breaking.
She knew of Man Hu's admiration for her. He was a brute, simple-minded and loud, but his loyalty was absolute. Though she had rejected him countless times, she still felt a sibling-like affection for him in her heart. He was family.
But now, that family was butchered before her eyes by this smiling demon in a designer suit.
"You monster! I will kill you!"
Enraged beyond reason, Qingque ignored the difference in their strength. Her slender, fair hand formed a knife-edge, channeling all her remaining Innate Qi. She struck towards Shen Anyu's chest with the intent to pierce his heart!
However, Shen Anyu's gaze was indifferent and cold. He looked at her not as a beautiful woman, but as a buzzing insect.
"Loyalty is commendable. Stupidity is not."
Shen Anyu's right hand crackled. Blue-white arcs of lightning—a manifestation of his [Five Elements Thunder Art] combined with his internal energy—entwined around his fingers.
Chidori! (Sound effect of chirping birds/lightning)
He moved faster than she could track. Before her hand could even touch his suit, his lightning-clad hand had already blurred forward.
Puchi!
The sound of flesh being penetrated was sickeningly wet.
Shen Anyu's hand directly pierced Qingque's chest, right where her heart beat frantically. The lightning scorched the wound instantly, preventing blood from spraying onto his expensive clothes.
Qingque's cold and beautiful face showed a look of frozen shock. Her eyes widened, staring into Shen Anyu's abyssal pupils. She opened her mouth to speak, but only a gurgle of blood came out.
"Y-you..."
With a wet squelch, Shen Anyu withdrew his hand casually. He flicked his wrist, shaking off the blood and burnt tissue.
Thud.
Her delicate body fell directly to the ground, landing next to Man Hu. Her hand reached out towards him in her final moment, but fell short.
A tragic and beautiful blood flower bloomed beneath her, staining her white combat uniform crimson.
Qingque, the War God Alliance's renowned beauty, the "Ice Lotus" of the Dark World... was dead!
Shen Anyu looked down at the corpse with zero emotion. He had no intention of cherishing beauty.
'Beauty?' he scoffed internally. 'Without power or value, beauty is just a fragile vase.'
If it were a [Destined Heroine] like Luo Yuhe or Su Hongmian, he would be more lenient, manipulating them and harvesting them slowly as they possessed immense [Destiny Value]. But other beauties, mere side characters... if they dared to become his enemies, he would kill them without hesitation.
He was not lacking in women. His "Golden House" was already filling up. Mere beauty would not influence his decisions or slow his blade.
"Man Hu! Qingque!"
A guttural roar tore through the garden.
Seeing Man Hu and Qingque killed before him—his left and right arms, his family—Yan Lingxiao's eyes turned instantly bloodshot.
The capillaries in his eyes burst, filling his vision with red. Grief and despair mixed with an unquenchable rage, creating a cocktail of madness.
"Ahhhhh! Shen Anyu! I will tear you to shreds!"
He frantically lunged at Shen Anyu, his eyes as red as blood!
At this moment, Yan Lingxiao was utterly frenzied. His Dao Heart was shattered, replaced by the instinct of a wounded beast. His body surged with a terrifying murderous aura, dark and heavy, twisting the air around him. It was as if a vengeful demon god had emerged from the deepest level of Hell, intent on destroying the world just to kill one man!
Shen Anyu, must die!!!
At this moment, Yan Lingxiao's gaze towards Shen Anyu was filled with hatred and fury that even the waters of the five lakes and four seas could not wash away!
"Die! Die! Die!"
At this moment, Yan Lingxiao no longer had any trace of underestimation or carelessness. He burned his own life essence to fuel his power.
His chest was full of blazing killing intent. Violent Martial Dao True Essence surged out, transforming into tangible, blood-colored True Qi that enveloped his entire body like armor. The image of a weeping Blood Dragon formed behind him.
His iron fists, clenched so tight the knuckles cracked, swung like giant hammers. He fiercely smashed towards Shen Anyu's head!
Boom!
The air itself emitted tearing sounds and continuous explosions as his fists broke the sound barrier!
Shen Anyu smiled slightly. The corners of his mouth lifted in genuine excitement.
"Finally. Some real resistance."
He didn't dodge. He raised his fair, jade-like palm leisurely and caught Yan Lingxiao's furiously incoming iron fist.
Bang!
The collision created a shockwave that blew the dust away in a perfect circle.
The two quickly engaged in combat. One was swift as lightning, striking with the fury of a storm. The other was calm and composed, moving with the fluidity of water but hitting with the hardness of steel.
Bam! Bam! Crash!
Fists collided with palms. Knees clashed with elbows.
However, within a nearly ten-meter radius of their combat, the environment suffered. Whether it was the delicate rose bushes, the sturdy plane trees, the concrete walls, the neighbor's luxury Bentley, or the marble floor tiles... everything was directly crushed into powder by the terrifying aftermath of their Qi collisions.
It was a demolition derby of human bodies.
"So strong..."
Luo Yuhe stood in the distance, protected by the circle of Shadow Guards. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the battlefield, unable to look away.
Initially, she was a little worried about Shen Anyu. She clutched her hands to her chest, praying for his safety. But as the seconds ticked by, she realized that Shen Anyu was even stronger than she had imagined.
He wasn't just surviving; he was dominating.
Especially Shen Anyu's [Physical Body]. It was simply too powerful.
She saw Yan Lingxiao land a full-powered punch on Shen Anyu's chest. It was a blow that could shatter a tank's armor. But striking Shen Anyu's body, it sounded like hitting a massive bell.
Gong!
It could not cause even the slightest scratch. Shen Anyu didn't even flinch.
Yet, Shen Anyu's every punch and palm strike could inflict considerable injuries on Yan Lingxiao. Every hit sent the "War God" staggering, coughing up blood.
"I don't know what kind of body-tempering divine art my husband cultivates... his Physical Body is simply too formidable..."
Luo Yuhe looked at Shen Anyu. His expensive suit was now tattered, revealing glimpses of his skin. It wasn't scarred or bruised; it was crystal-clear, jade-like, and seemingly indestructible.
Under the sunlight, his muscles rippled with explosive power, yet looked as elegant as a statue.
She didn't know what she thought of—perhaps the intimate moments in the bedroom where that same body dominated her—but her pretty face flushed crimson. She felt a heat pool in her lower abdomen.
"He is so... masculine." She spat softly at her own shameless thoughts in such a crisis.
The commotion from Shen Anyu and Yan Lingxiao's fight was enormous. The sound of destruction echoed through the high-end villa district.
Although it was daytime on a weekday and the Villas were far apart with few people around, it still attracted some attention from the neighbors.
"Mr. Shen... could it be... could he be Superman?"
Xu Ruoshui, the beautiful and gentle white-collar lady who lived nearby (and was secretly a target in Shen Anyu's harem plan), had rushed out upon hearing the noise.
She stood by her gate, watching in horror and awe as her Porsche was smashed into scrap metal by a flying Yan Lingxiao. Then she looked at Shen Anyu, fighting like a god from mythology.
Her small, fair mouth dropped open, wide enough to fit an egg. She was completely stunned. Her world view was shattering.
[Ding! Destined Heroine Xu Ruoshui is deeply shocked, plundering +23333 Destiny Value!]
[Ding! Detected Destined Heroine Xu Ruoshui's Favorability +20! Current Favorability: 60 (Interested)! Plundering +60000 Destiny Value!]
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Xu Ruoshui truly could not imagine that humans could be so powerful. A casual stomp could shatter floor tiles. The mere aftershock of a palm strike could split a large tree with a diameter of one or two meters.
"This isn't physics... this is magic," she whispered.
Was this still human?
However, amidst her shock, Xu Ruoshui looked at Shen Anyu. His messy hair, his intense gaze, his overwhelming power...
Her beautiful eyes gleamed with admiration and a touch of worship. Fear was replaced by attraction.
"Mr. Shen... so amazing..."
The incomparably handsome, powerful, and mysterious Mr. Shen before her seemed to have opened up a new world for her—a world completely different from her ordinary life of spreadsheets and meetings. A world of danger and excitement.
Aunt Xiao and the other Shen Family guards also looked at Shen Anyu with extreme worship and fanaticism.
"The Young Master is a dragon among men! The Shen Family will rise to unprecedented heights!"
At this moment, Shen Anyu did not care about the gazes of those around him.
His fight with Yan Lingxiao made his blood boil. He felt immensely exhilarated. It was a primal joy, almost comparable to the pleasure of conquering a heroine.
Fist to flesh. Bone against bone. That was a man's romance!
In this process, Shen Anyu gained a deeper understanding of his [God-Level Steel Body], [God-Level Telekinesis], and various extraordinary martial arts. He was no longer just using them; he was integrating them into his instincts.
If he was initially unskilled—fighting like a rich kid with cheat codes—and only fought Yan Lingxiao to a stalemate relying on his stats...
As time went on, Shen Anyu's combat awareness sharpened. His moves became cleaner. His wasted energy decreased. His displayed strength became increasingly formidable.
Bang! An uppercut sent Yan Lingxiao flying.
Crack! A low kick shattered Yan Lingxiao's knee defense.
He was gradually overpowering Yan Lingxiao and beating him soundly! He was turning the "Dragon King" into a sandbag.
Yan Lingxiao, of course, felt this too. His heart grew more anxious with every exchange.
'He is learning! He is using me to train!'
Especially since he could hear the sound of police sirens approaching in the distance. Wee-woo-wee-woo!
He was currently a top-level wanted criminal in Yanxia. After annihilating the entire Jin Family, the state machine had marked him for death.
Especially now, being surrounded and pursued by the special forces team under An Zhiyue's command (Shen Anyu's aunt), delay meant death.
At this moment, if he delayed for too long, An Zhiyue would arrive, and he would be crushed.
However, the Shen Anyu before him... this monster...
He had cultivated some unknown body-tempering divine art. It was countless times stronger than any Golden Bell Shield or Iron Cloth Shirt Yan Lingxiao had ever seen. Even Yan Lingxiao's "Armor-Piercing Fist" could not break his defense.
"Monster! This is simply a monster!"
"Body-tempering external arts are the hardest to Cultivate. They require decades of beating and medicinal baths. Yet he, in his twenties, possesses such incredible external body-tempering skills? It defies logic!"
Yan Lingxiao was practically cursing in his heart.
As a renowned strongman in the international Dark World, he had fought countless powerful individuals—Yoga Masters, Ninjas, Sorcerers, genetically modified soldiers... but who had such comprehensive abilities as Shen Anyu?
Invulnerable body. Telekinesis. Lightning arts.
And he was so young! Even if he had cultivated since the womb, it would be impossible to be so comprehensively proficient.
Especially the sheer strength of Shen Anyu's Physical Body made Yan Lingxiao's scalp tingle. It was like hitting a diamond wall.
When they fought, he couldn't injure Shen Anyu, yet Shen Anyu could injure him. It was a losing game of attrition.
"Damn it... I can't go on like this... I will die here!"
Yan Lingxiao's gaze swept over the garden. He saw the corpses of Qingque and Man Hu. He saw the wall of guards. He saw the approaching sirens.
Then, his gaze landed on Shen Anyu's groin.
A desperate, vicious plan formed in his mind.
'History is written by the victors. Honor is for the dead.'
Looking at Shen Anyu, who grew stronger with every exchange, a resolute glint flashed in his eyes.
The battle-hardened Alliance Master Yan Lingxiao naturally knew that for body-tempering external arts, every practitioner had a "Gate of Weakness" (Ming Men).
Usually, it was the eyes, the armpits, or... the lower abdomen/crotch.
In an instant, Yan Lingxiao made his move. He didn't care about defense anymore.
"Die!"
He roared, unleashing his fists so fast they left afterimages, as if carrying monstrous rage to mask his true intent.
He deliberately left an opening. He took a heavy palm strike from Shen Anyu on his left shoulder with a muffled grunt—Crack! His shoulder bone fractured, but he didn't stop.
Using the momentum of the hit, he slid low.
He lunged forward, his hand forming a deadly spear-hand, aiming directly to strike Shen Anyu's lower abdomen—specifically, the family jewels!
"Let's see how hard your balls are!"
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