CHAPTER 35: CHAPTER 35: KING OF HEAD REATTACHMENT

Encountering an enemy is like being consumed by fire!

Ye Qingzhou’s perception was incredibly sharp. The moment Blood Crow’s malicious gaze, filled with undisguised hostility, met his from a distance of over a hundred meters, Ye Qingzhou was immediately alarmed.

At this moment, every hair on his body stood on end, instinctively sensing an inexplicable killing intent.

A master!

And an extraordinary master at that!

Though Blood Crow was severely injured, his Qi and blood surged more robustly than Xu Lan and Lei Ying, marking him as a genuine Professional Fifth Rank Martial Artist, a walking killing machine.

His physique was so strong that even firearms would struggle to take him down quickly.

Direct confrontation was out of the question!

If he turned to run, escaping with his life seemed equally unlikely!

Ye Qingzhou used his Cicada Sense to gauge the opponent’s power, instantly realizing a despairing evaluation.

Death was certain!

Ordinary people, when faced with a desperate situation, often fall into panic, lose their mental faculties, and become weak from fear, totally sapped of strength.

But Ye Qingzhou was different. Confronted with an unprecedentedly powerful enemy and an inevitably lethal predicament, his mind remained as calm as a still lake. His brain raced, coolly devising a counter-strategy in a split second.

Right now, facing him means death, fleeing also means death.

If that’s the case, why not make a life-and-death gamble to carve a path out!

With his mind made up, Ye Qingzhou quickly hatched a plan: "The opponent is overwhelmingly strong. Direct confrontation means certain death. Only by making him underestimate me can I glimpse a sliver of hope. So now’s the time for my acting skills..."

Ye Qingzhou put on an act, playing the innocent youth willing to sacrifice himself for his beloved: "Xu Yuebing, there’s danger, you run quickly, I’ll stay behind to cover you!"

"???"

Xu Yuebing was confused, but Blood Crow’s killing intent was laid bare: "Your surname is Xu? Hahaha, what a windfall! Once I capture you, Xu Yunxi, that bitch will have no choice but to yield!"

"!!!"

At that moment, Xu Yuebing realized she was indeed in peril, but before she could react, Blood Crow turned into a phantom and flew towards her, his speed unbelievable.

He reached out a claw like an eagle snatching a rabbit, straight for Xu Yuebing’s fragrant shoulder and fair neck, clearly intending to capture her alive as a hostage.

As for Ye Qingzhou, dressed in a school uniform with nothing remarkable about his Qi and blood, Blood Crow didn’t regard him at all.

He was a Professional Fifth Rank Martial Artist, had mastered Wind Force, cultivated Flying Wing Iron Bone, making him not only light as a swallow but with bones hard as steel, impervious to blades.

Slaying a mere Apprentice Level Martial Arts Apprentice was as easy as killing a chicken, so why bother?

But little did he know, Ye Qingzhou had already stepped into the Mastery Realm of Yin Skill, combined with his innovative and subtle control, he could entirely conceal his Qi and Inner Breath, causing Blood Crow’s severe misjudgment.

Just as Blood Crow’s claw was about to land on Xu Yuebing, Ye Qingzhou’s Flying Frost Sword rang as it left the scabbard.

In that moment, Ye Qingzhou forgot victory and defeat, disregarded life and death, his mind free of distractions, thinking solely of the sword.

Forgetting self and world, Sword Intent naturally emerged.

Ye Qingzhou’s heart and intent united, Qi and strength merged, muscles and bones aligned, hand and foot connected, elbow and knee synchronized, shoulder and hip combined. His entire body’s power like a fully drawn bow with the string taut as a full moon!

His swordsmanship had evidently reached the realm of mastering the path, utilizing it smoothly, moving like sudden thunder, still as unmoving water, allowing him to harness every ounce of power within.

A thrust of the sword, stroke like an antelope hanging horns, strength seamless and unified, overwhelmingly fierce, as the Flying Frost Sword sliced through the air, it emitted a sharp "clang" sound.

Exploiting Blood Crow’s contempt for the enemy moment, feigning panic, only to unleash his full power when close up, Ye Qingzhou had launched his strongest strike.

A flash of cold light, the sharp sword edge swift as a meteor, Ye Qingzhou’s strike, Spirit, Qi, and Shen in perfect harmony, pierced Blood Crow’s throat before he could react, followed by Dragon’s Roar, the fierce Sword Qi slicing through the gap of vertebrae, severing Blood Crow’s blood vessels and nerves, rendering him utterly powerless to resist.

Pfft~

The moment the head hit the ground, Blood Crow’s face still held a stunned expression. In his final moments, his mind was blank: ’The sword strikes...wind whistles, its sound...reverberating, at this age...how...could he possess such sword skill?’

The headless corpse continued to struggle, not dying immediately. The powerful life force of a Professional Martial Artist left Ye Qingzhou astounded.

A normal human, with the central nervous system concentrated in the brain, controls and coordinates all bodily functions via the nervous system, and thus, separation of head and body would rapidly lead to death and loss of vitality.

However, it’s different for Professional Level Martial Artists. Through External Training Technique enhancement, the nervous system exists throughout the body, such that even if a part of the body is severed, it can maintain some vitality for a certain period, akin to an undying cockroach.

Much like snakes, which can live for an hour even after their heads are cut off.

It’s even said that with treatment by a Master Level Martial Artist specialized in Medical Skill, even if a Professional Level Martial Artist’s head is chopped off, as long as he’s not completely dead, it can be reattached, earning the moniker "Head Reattachment King."

Unsure if there were other accomplices, Ye Qingzhou kicked Blood Crow’s head several hundred meters away.

Only then did Xu Yuebing snap out of her panic: "Did you...did you kill someone?"

Ye Qingzhou remained remarkably composed: "If I didn’t kill him, he would have killed us. You must testify for me; this is justifiable self-defense."

"What on earth is going on?"

Staring at the headless corpse still writhing on the ground, Xu Yuebing paled with fright, instinctively leaning towards Ye Qingzhou, her face still showing traces of shock.

"I don’t know, but he was probably after you. Does your family have any enemies?"

"I...I don’t know."

Xu Yuebing was utterly at a loss, her mind a chaotic mess, completely unsure of what to do.

In contrast, Ye Qingzhou calmly took out his phone and dialed his homeroom teacher Zhu Hanwen’s number.

"Hello?"

"Old Teacher, it’s me, Ye Qingzhou."

"It’s you, is something the matter?"

"Yes, I encountered a little problem."

"Hmm?"

On the other end of the line, Zhu Hanwen had a bad premonition: "Have you sent someone to the infirmary again?"

"Not this time."

"Oh, that’s good, no injuries mean it’s nothing serious."

"I killed someone, Old Teacher, can you find someone to ’clean up’?"

"!!!"

A few minutes later, when Zhu Hanwen arrived at the scene with the Martial Arts Association’s enforcement team, Ye Qingzhou was rummaging through Blood Crow’s body. This scene almost scared Zhu Hanwen out of his wits.

And the enforcement team sent by the Martial Arts Association immediately regarded Ye Qingzhou as a dangerous individual.

Zhu Hanwen hurriedly approached to inquire: "Ye Qingzhou, what on earth happened here?"

Ye Qingzhou appeared bewildered: "I don’t know, just now Xu Yuebing and I were running and he suddenly appeared planning to harm us. I don’t know him, so I had to kill him first."

Later, those sent by the Martial Arts Association took a while to finally retrieve Blood Crow’s head. After removing the mask and doing a facial scan with a phone to confirm identity: "It’s an A-level wanted criminal, Zhan Hong, codenamed Blood Crow, a martial arts criminal from Heart Evil Stream, cultivation professional fifth rank, bounty of 1.2 million!"

Now, the Martial Arts Association enforcers who arrived to seal off the scene all looked at Ye Qingzhou differently.

To think someone could slay a Professional Fifth Rank Martial Artist with a sword, where did this monster come from?