Ling Zhenfei was not sure he could escape and win under the threat of three guns, and Lei Tian and others lacked the confidence to defeat Ling Zhenfei, who was at the Zhiyi Boundary. Whoever made the first move would be igniting the fury, and might very well be the first to die.
Ling Zhenfei was extremely nervous. Even the strongest person would feel fear in the face of modern high-tech handguns. Currently, Ling Zhenfei hadn't reached that level of strength. Bullets could still harm him.
In his hand, Ling Zhenfei had already prepared a Silver Needle. Whoever struck first, he would respond with his fastest motion, sending the Silver Needle flying out.
Using the Silver Needle as a secret weapon was quite lethal. The needles were incredibly fine, some as thin as a hair, making them difficult to defend against. As long as his Spiritual Power was strong enough, a single fine Silver Needle could penetrate anything.
If the Silver Needle proved effective and incapacitated one of them, Ling Zhenfei could still dodge the two remaining guns. The Zhiyi state allowed him to predict the trajectory of the bullets, giving him time to dodge.
Bang!
Han Zhaolong fired the first shot, the sound exceptionally crisp within the room.
People at the Zhiyi Boundary could divide their Mind and Spirit into many parts, known as multitasking in legends. Ling Zhenfei's Mind and Spirit had just split into three, closely monitoring the movements of the three men. Thus, the moment Han Zhaolong's finger moved to pull the trigger, Ling Zhenfei noticed it.
Ling Zhenfei easily knew the flight path of the bullet and naturally dodged it with ease. But as the gunshot sounded, he launched his Silver Needle, shooting it towards Han Zhaolong as fast as Lightning.
As Han Zhaolong's gunshot rang out, Liang Tian and Lei Tian also fired their guns at Ling Zhenfei. Suddenly, the room was filled with the sound of gunfire aimed at Ling Zhenfei.
But just then, a loud noise like an explosion suddenly stunned everyone in the room, and they all turned to look towards the source of the explosion. They saw Han Zhaolong clutching his hand and screaming in agony.
It turned out that Han Zhaolong's handgun had exploded, and the force of the explosion had mangled his hand to a bloody pulp. Such pain was unbearable for anyone, even cultivators.
"Second brother!"
"Second brother, how are you?"
Lei Tian and Liang Tian both looked at Han Zhaolong in panic, as he cried out in unbearable pain, clearly suffering immensely.
Now, only Ling Zhenfei knew what had happened. As soon as Han Zhaolong fired, he had thrown the Silver Needle, aiming precisely and ruthlessly into the barrel of Han Zhaolong's handgun.
It was because the Silver Needle had lodged inside the handgun's barrel that the explosion occurred when Han Zhaolong pulled the trigger a second time.
Ling Zhenfei had not expected the explosion to be so severe, effectively blowing off half of Han Zhaolong's palm. If it weren't for Han Zhaolong's Spiritual Power, his entire arm might have been destroyed.
This was an unexpected but significant incident that left Han Zhaolong incapacitated and sent Lei Tian into a furious rage.
"Ling Zhenfei, I'm going to kill you."
Lei Tian was furious, looking as if he wanted to devour Ling Zhenfei.
Ling Zhenfei didn't take the bait, "I told you before, you are no match for me. But you wouldn't listen and insisted on making a move. Your brother's injury is the result of your wrong decision."
"Ling Zhenfei, stop twisting your words here; you clearly plotted against my brother. Today, our hatred is irreconcilable," Lei Tian said.
After finishing speaking, Lei Tian crazily emptied his pistol at Ling Zhenfei, but the bullets posed no threat to Ling Zhenfei, who dodged them all.
Lei Tian then discarded the pistol and lunged at Ling Zhenfei, Liang Tian lunged as well.
Liang Tian gave up the pistol entirely because they had all shot at Ling Zhenfei together and failed to kill him, mistakenly assuming that Ling Zhenfei was invincible against bullets. Thus, they resorted to their kung fu to attack Ling Zhenfei.
Lei Tian, at the Peak of Mingmu, had also trained in external hard kung fu, skillfully combining stiffness and flexibility, while Liang Tian was in the mid-stage Mingmu realm. Both attacked Ling Zhenfei viciously, intent on avenging Han Zhaolong.
Ling Zhenfei was completely unaffected by them, Lei Tian seemed to have lost reason. In his heart, being undistracted by the external world or emotions was the supreme state in combat.
Being driven mad by external factors could boost one's fighting spirit, but apart from that, it was of no help in other aspects; it could even cause one to lose their reason and not harness their full strength.
Lei Tian was somewhat crazed now. The injury of Han Zhaolong had made him lose his reason, seeking only to kill Ling Zhenfei instantly, which ironically compromised his effectiveness significantly.
Ling Zhenfei's realm was much higher than the two of them. If they had pistols, Ling Zhenfei might be worried. But now, dealing with the two of them was only a matter of time for him.
Lei Tian losing his reason and showing flaws was inevitable. Once he did, it would provide an opportunity for Ling Zhenfei.
Shortly after, Lei Tian revealed a flaw; Ling Zhenfei moved too quickly for them. Seeing the opening, he did not hesitate and dodged to a clear spot, landing a punch directly on Lei Tian's chest.
Boom!
Lei Tian was sent flying by Ling Zhenfei and heavily fell on the ground in the distance, making Liang Tian even easier to handle. Ling Zhenfei could strike down the latter at any time he wished.
Ling Zhenfei's movements threw Liang Tian into disarray. Ling Zhenfei sped up, swiftly moved behind Liang Tian, and then kicked him in the back, sending Liang Tian flying as well.
But at that moment, Lei Tian, driven to frenzy again, rushed forward with a dagger suddenly in his hand, and stabbed towards Ling Zhenfei.
The attack, imbued with Northern Spiritual Energy, was astonishingly powerful. Regardless of his own safety, he stabbed wildly with the dagger. It seemed unstructured, but flowed smoothly, shockingly stifling Ling Zhenfei's counters.
Lei Tian's state was terrifying; one would have thought that Ling Zhenfei's punch would incapacitate him, but who knew that Lei Tian would recover and charge so quickly.
Ling Zhenfei guessed that it was Lei Tian's external kung fu that was formidable, blocking many of his attacks, preventing serious injury.
Ling Zhenfei was slightly surprised in his heart; using his external kung fu to block his own attacks was something Ling Zhenfei had never encountered before.
This time, Lei Tian wasn't as irrational as before, perhaps awakened by the hit from Ling Zhenfei just now.
"Ling Zhenfei, you are indeed very powerful. No wonder so many masters have tried and failed to take you down," Lei Tian said, waving his dagger and sighing at Ling Zhenfei.
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