You Have Science, I Have Martial Arts-Chapter 634 - 282: You Almost Messed Up My Hairstyle (3)

Chapter 634: Chapter 282: You Almost Messed Up My Hairstyle (3)

A figure was seen collapsing to the ground, trembling as if trying to get up. But his left hand, along with his shield and half his shoulder, had already been severed by the previous slash.

The exposed wound was bleeding profusely, forming a pool of blood on the ground.

Not far from him, another figure, holding a broken spear, was half-kneeling on the ground, blood constantly gushing from his mouth and chest.

Fernando stared at Ye Qingzhou in the distance with bloodshot eyes, his lips moving as if to say something, but his life had already ended, and he fell over in the next moment.

With a thud, his whole body fell face-down on the ground.

Looking from above, a terrifying sword mark could be seen on Fernando’s chest, through which his mangled internal organs were visible.

His heart had been shattered by Sword Qi, leaving no hope of rescue.

"Fernando!"

Felix, lying on the ground, shouted in disbelief, but his companion could no longer respond to his call.

What was initially thought to be a simple rescue mission turned out to be their death warrant.

The sound of light footsteps gradually approached, each step seemingly treading on Felix’s heart, making him shiver.

Ye Qingzhou walked towards him with a cold expression: "No need to grieve, I’ll send you on your way shortly."

With that, he swiftly approached the struggling Felix trying to stand.

Clang~

A shadow flickered before his eyes, and Ye Qingzhou calmly raised his sword guard to block.

The burst of force impacted the surroundings, directly crushing the buildings on both sides of the road.

In the center of the street, at some unknown point, a man in a full suit had appeared. His sinister eyes locked coldly onto Ye Qingzhou, a beastly bloodlust gleaming in his pupils.

"Fabio!"

Felix roared angrily with dissatisfaction.

"Apologies, I was delayed by some matters."

Fabio, with Silver-level strength, had a cultivation clearly above Fernando and Felix. After all, the Fashion Capital was the capital of the Falan Kingdom.

If the captain of the law enforcement team didn’t have Silver-level strength, he wouldn’t be able to hold the field.

Boom~

The surroundings seemed to freeze for a moment as Fabio’s aura suddenly surged, transforming into a giant shadow of a black bat that spread over.

Its mouth larger than half a person bared its fangs, engulfing the sky as it came to devour.

Glaring fiercely, aura intimidating, waves of sonic impact from Fabio’s Blood Race martial technique could leave opponents paralyzed, turning them into helpless prey on the chopping board.

However, Ye Qingzhou’s Flawless Sword Heart was impervious to such negative states, though he was somewhat curious about the sudden appearance of this opponent: "A Silver-level Blood Race?"

"Oh? You managed to shake off my mental shock so quickly..." 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

In the middle of the road, the slightly pale-faced Fabio sized up Ye Qingzhou: "You have quite the willpower. Allow me a self-introduction, I am Fabio, captain of the second law enforcement team of the Fashion Capital..."

Then, Fabio glanced at the heavily injured Felix on the ground, and Fernando, who lay lifeless, shaking his head with a sigh: "Truly unfortunate, I came a step too late."

He turned back to look at Ye Qingzhou: "It seems I’ll have to capture you alive and hand you over to those annoying Illumination Wizards to settle this."

Fabio, a strong Blood Race member, mainly cultivated physique and had collaboration with Wizards focusing on spirit and Primordial Qi practices, although their relationship wasn’t particularly friendly.

With his Celestial Eye open, Ye Qingzhou suddenly ’saw’ the ancient decaying aura emanating from the opponent: "Blood Race, a failed product of early bloodline modification experiments..."

Swish~

While Ye Qingzhou was lost in thought, Fabio’s figure had already appeared before him, his pale hand devoid of blood color, reaching out to press against Ye Qingzhou’s head, inflating and deforming inch by inch mid-air.

Just as it was about to smash into Ye Qingzhou, the human hand turned into a monstrous claw, covered with a layer of blood-red energy.

Clang~

Ye Qingzhou’s response was a single strike, a fifteen-fold supersonic Fire Separation Slash, which even a Silver-level powerhouse couldn’t take unharmed.

Fabio’s claw ultimately failed to land on Ye Qingzhou’s head as he himself was sent flying back as if struck by a truck, almost wrenching his whole body.

After breaking through seven streetlight poles, he finally came to a stop.

Pain surged from Fabio’s left hand, a cracking sound evident inside, clearly indicating broken bones, the torn muscles allowing him to fully savor the taste of pain.

"My hand!"

In mid-air, his mind was already racing, realizing the enemy before him exceeded his estimations.

He was a Silver-level powerhouse, albeit the weakest among Silver-levels, but still bona fide Silver-level.

The Blood Race’s physique was always robust, let alone when he had activated Blood Energy to envelop his hand before attacking. If not, the hand would have been shredded by the opponent’s sword by now.

"You almost messed up my hairstyle."

Ye Qingzhou was somewhat puzzled: "Reinforcements arrived so quickly? But why only one Silver-level? Are they underestimating me?"

In fact, Fabio wasn’t reinforcements; he was in charge of leading the capture of Ye Qingzhou but had been delayed by a phone call, resulting in the complications.

Looking at his injured hand, a thick sense of blood and rage emanated from Fabio’s eyes: "A mere ant like you dares to hurt me!"

Though injured, Fabio did not believe he would lose, as Blood Race’s physique vastly surpassed human frailty, especially their self-healing ability.

In no time, the hand slashed by Ye Qingzhou had already healed.

"Lowly human, I will tear you apart."

Fabio’s blood began to boil, the surging murderous intent was almost tangible, swirling together with the crimson Blood Energy around his arm.

Ye Qingzhou remained calm: "I’ve never cut a Blood Race bastard before, curious to see how your body compares to a Grandmaster-level Martial Artist."