Chapter 1438 - 1436: Mutation
Jiang Qi Yizhen is dead!
He was killed by Yang Chen in a single move!
No one could believe it.
They had seen Jiang Qi Yizhen’s speed and his understanding and use of the Beifeng Thirteen Rivers sword style, all of it was astonishing.
But they hadn’t expected him to lose at Yang Chen’s hands.
This scene was far too shocking.
The Child’s legs went weak and he collapsed directly onto the ground, unable to believe what he was seeing.
Admiral Yamamoto hugged Jiang Qi Yizhen and shouted.
"Ah! I’m going to kill you and avenge my master!" the Child shouted, charging at Yang Chen.
Yang Chen snorted coldly and knocked him out with a single blow.
In Yang Chen’s eyes, a little Child like this was no different from a toddler who had just learned to walk.
"Martial Uncle! I will avenge you!" Admiral Yamamoto’s voice was hoarse.
Yang Chen turned around and frowned, tightening his grip on the dagger in his hand.
He saw that as Admiral Yamamoto held Jiang Qi Yizhen, the blood... actually stopped flowing. Only what had already sprayed onto the ground remained!
The blood in Jiang Qi Yizhen’s body... had all been absorbed by Admiral Yamamoto!!!
"Damn it!" Yang Chen cursed inwardly.
No matter how terrifying these parasites were, they still had to follow the law of conservation of energy; it was just that their conversion efficiency was higher. For them to keep mutating and keep dividing, they needed enough energy.
And human blood, without question, was a very good energy source!
Yang Chen started regretting killing Jiang Qi Yizhen.
After he knew Jiang Qi Yizhen hadn’t accepted a parasite, he didn’t hold back, and forgot that the parasites could use blood to grow!
Yang Chen stared fixedly at Admiral Yamamoto, afraid that danger would erupt.
Otherwise, once the parasite completely broke loose, everyone here would become his nourishment!!
The others were dumbfounded. They glanced at Yang Chen and didn’t dare say anything that might provoke him.
They had already seen how formidable Yang Chen was. Even the dignified Sect Leader of Beifeng Thirteen Rivers wasn’t his match, so how would they dare anger Yang Chen?
These people knelt on the ground and wailed loudly, as if the one Yang Chen had killed was their own biological father.
Yang Chen swept a glance over them; many of them were just dry wailing, not a single tear.
Only the two in front had snot and tears all over their faces, but their eyes never fell on Jiang Qi Yizhen. From time to time they peeked at Admiral Yamamoto, as if hoping he would notice them.
Their actions were a living demonstration of what the word "hypocrisy" meant.
Admiral Yamamoto took a deep breath and gave Yang Chen a slight bow. "Please allow me to move my Martial Uncle into the inner hall, so as not to disturb his rest."
Yang Chen frowned, but couldn’t refuse.
However, he wasn’t about to just let Admiral Yamamoto do as he pleased, so of course he followed closely.
He watched Admiral Yamamoto walk into the inner hall, lay Jiang Qi Yizhen down, and only then come back out.
Admiral Yamamoto came out with an extremely calm expression.
He looked at Yang Chen. "You should know that in our Beifeng Thirteen Rivers style, he was the last elder left, right?"
Yang Chen shook his head.
He wasn’t from Beihai Country; he didn’t understand their lineages and inheritances.
Admiral Yamamoto said in a low voice, "Back then, my master taught us that Beifeng Thirteen Rivers focuses on power and speed. But power and speed are very hard to have at the same time. I tried countless methods and still couldn’t achieve it. Even my master and my Martial Uncle never cultivated Beifeng Thirteen Rivers to the supreme realm. But I found a shortcut. I think you should be very clear what that shortcut is! Ikebayashi Yuichiro should have shown it to you, right?"
Yang Chen’s face darkened; he knew Admiral Yamamoto was about to lay his cards on the table.
"Sometimes I wonder if I’m still human like this," Admiral Yamamoto said. Compared to Ikebayashi Yuichiro, he was clearly more rational, still thinking about what this thing was even as he enjoyed the power it brought.
Admiral Yamamoto clenched his fist. "But... the feeling this power gives me... is really great! It has pushed my strength beyond my peak. Not only that, I’m sure that even my master and my Martial Uncle are no match for me!"
Yang Chen frowned, sensing something off, but for the moment he couldn’t put his finger on it.
"You should know how terrifying this thing is! I don’t dare use it too much, because I still can’t control this power very well. So I’ve always been suppressing them. But now... I’m afraid I can’t keep a low profile any longer!" Admiral Yamamoto struck a pose he thought looked badass and slowly picked up the sword on the ground.
It was Jiang Qi Yizhen’s sword.
"I’ve wanted this sword for a long time. From today on, I should be the Sect Leader of the Beifeng Thirteen Rivers style! Speaking of which, I ought to thank you!" Admiral Yamamoto held the sword, gently stroking the blade as he said this slowly.
Yang Chen noticed that there were already tentacles writhing on Admiral Yamamoto’s face.
From his nostrils, from his eyes, from his mouth, from his ears... they were everywhere.
His body was still stretching taller, his frame growing more and more burly.
"What?"
"President!"
"How could this happen!"
"What’s going on!"
"My God!"
"Amaterasu above!"
"What on earth am I looking at!"
"A mon—monster! A monster!"
"Run! Run!"
...
These people were scared stupid. Two of them jumped up, planning to run outside.
Swish!
A cold light flashed in Admiral Yamamoto’s eyes. He swung his sword and chopped one of them cleanly in half!
The scene was overwhelmingly shocking; the man’s insides spilled all over the floor, utterly horrific.
Everyone was scared out of their wits.
"Anyone who tries to run, dies!" Admiral Yamamoto said coldly.
They backed up against the wall, trembling all over, but no one dared flee again.
Because they knew very well they couldn’t possibly escape from in front of Admiral Yamamoto.
By the time Admiral Yamamoto’s transformation stopped, his whole body had already risen to a height of two and a half meters. His arms were as thick as elephant legs, his face hideous, cold light flashing in his eyes.
His samurai uniform had already been ripped apart.
Now he looked just like the Hulk from a movie.
"Damn!" Yang Chen cursed in his heart.
So earlier, Admiral Yamamoto had still been suppressing the parasite in his body; only now had he fully released it.
At this moment, Yang Chen also felt the pressure.
"Now, die!" Admiral Yamamoto roared, the sword in his hand like a toy as he hacked at Yang Chen.
Yang Chen hurriedly dodged.
But Admiral Yamamoto’s speed was not slow; he swept his blade after him.
Yang Chen’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Just as Admiral Yamamoto had said.
He not only had tremendous strength, he was also fast, perfectly fitting the Beifeng Thirteen Rivers sword style. Now that he was executing those techniques, he had completely surpassed the Grandmaster level!
The whole building was shaking.
As Admiral Yamamoto moved around, deep pits and cracks kept appearing in the floor.
In front of him, Yang Chen looked just like a child being chased!