In the end of the world, I become an immortal alone.

Chapter 21 First Battle! D-Class Psychic!
Wang Jixuan took the initiative with this kick!
The silver-haired old man stumbled backwards and hit the elevator wall!
The two sturdy men reacted quickly and were about to draw their guns to shoot, but Wang Jixuan had already swung his hands forward. With a quick and brief sound of breaking through the air, the two thugs slowly slipped down, covering their necks.

Wang Jixuan felt a great sense of alarm in his heart!
The silver-haired old man actually launched a counterattack, and a fist wrapped in a faint blue light smashed down hard on Wang Jixuan's face!
There was no time to duck!
Wang Jixuan shook his head and tilted his body to the side, barely avoiding the opponent's straight hook. Not good at hand-to-hand combat, he immediately chose to jump backwards to create distance, and threw out three utility knives with his right hand!

The old man's punch missed and he chased after him. The elevator shook back and forth due to his step. Facing the oncoming sharp blade, he did not dodge at all, but just raised his hand to protect his face!
The mottled aura in the old man's body was expanding rapidly, and his body was also beginning to swell like a balloon.

The utility knife hit the back of the old man's hand accurately!

There are no blood-spattered scenes;
The three utility knives were embedded two millimeters deep in the back of the old man's hand and were thrown to the ground by the old man.

"Who are you!"

The old man's voice was like the roar of a lion.

Wang Jixuan did not answer, but retreated quickly and rushed around the corner. Several nuts shot out with a sound of breaking through the air and knocked down the Black Fire Gang thugs who were holding cards and looking at this side with their heads up.

With no worries for the time being, Wang Jixuan turned around and looked at the silver-haired old man rushing towards him from behind.

The explosive muscles that swelled up in the old man's upper body had already torn his custom-made suit to pieces!

The voice of 'bartender' Gu Wencheng sounded in Wang Jixuan's heart, full of shock.

"He, he's actually a psyker! The third most important person in our Blackfire is a psyker! Oh my god! He's been in the Lower City for more than 20 years! Shouldn't he be fighting those blade beasts!?"

He is indeed a psychic!
This old psychic was the number three figure in the Black Fire Gang that he was looking for, 'Giant Bone Fish' Wen Heisen!

Close combat!

Wang Jixuan clenched his fists slightly, his eyes filled with golden light, his toes touched the ground, and his body quickly retreated backwards.

Wen Heisen clenched his iron fist and attacked fiercely, like a human rhinoceros, and his fists were swung with a force powerful enough to blast open the alloy door!

Wang Jixuan didn't just dodge, he kept throwing the blade of the utility knife hidden in his sleeve at Wen Heisen.

Facing the invincible 'Air Flying Knife' of ordinary gangster thugs, it could only tickle Wen Heisen, leaving shallow blood marks and clear pain on his body.

"You're looking for death! Ah!"

Wen Heisen cursed loudly, his eyes were bloodshot and his expression was frantic.

This reminded Wang Jixuan of the records in the sect's classics about the demonic body cultivators who practiced by devouring blood souls.

Facing such a strong enemy for the first time in this world, Wang Jixuan's heart of Taoism was eager to try.

It was like he... suddenly found a confidant?

Yes, that’s what it feels like!
Even though the person in front of him was a gangster boss who killed people without mercy and was in the organ transplant business, the other party's completely different characteristics from ordinary humans aroused Wang Jixuan's strong interest!
Wang Jixuan raised his left hand and pointed the sword forward continuously, with his right hand behind his back.

[Low-level body movement: Wind Riding Technique]!
The powerful airflow created by Wen Heisen's punch became Wang Jixuan's basis for leverage. Wang Jixuan dispersed the energy from his dantian throughout his body. His muscles stretched and his figure swayed left and right like a feather, pushed by the wind from his fist.

After more than ten punches missed, Wen Heisen was extremely angry!
Wang Jixuan became more and more calm, and had almost estimated the opponent's strength.

He is at an absolute disadvantage in terms of strength.

Although the aura in this psychic's body is mottled and impure, the total amount of this aura is comparable to that of a cultivator who has reached the third stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, 'Return to the Truth'.

In Wang Jixuan's original world, cultivation is divided into four major realms: foundation building, golden elixir, primordial infant, and ascension. The four realms have different divisions. Foundation building has four realms, golden elixir and primordial infant have three realms each, ascension has only two realms, and the last realm is Mahayana.

As a former Mahayana cultivator, Wang Jixuan's judgment is basically reliable.

Although there was a lot of aura in Wen Heisen's body, it was very mottled, even more chaotic and confusing than those quick-learning magic cultivators who used elixirs, the Soul-Devouring Technique, and dual cultivation techniques to speed up their practice.

Apart from that, this silver-haired old man did not know how to use the energy in his body.

Is this the psychic?

Without any technique or method, one can only forcibly mobilize the internal Qi to strengthen the body. This rough strengthening itself is destructive and harmful to the body, and one's lifespan may be shortened.

'It's really a bit unpresentable.'

Wang Jixuan was sighing in his heart, while Wen Heisen was on the verge of a rage.

He had already thrown thirty-six punches in a row! He had already chased for half a circle in the circular corridor on the second floor!
But he couldn't even touch the corner of the clothes of the young man in front of him!

Seven or eight of Wen Hessen's trusted men rushed out from the room connected to the circular corridor, but before they could raise their guns, their Adam's apples were shattered by the nuts that were shot at them.

Only then did Wen Heisen realize that he was being fooled by the slippery young man in front of him!
The calm look of the young man in front of him made him feel extremely humiliated!
"what!"

Wen Heisen's skin suddenly turned blood red!

Wang Jixuan's figure fell, and his right hand, which had been behind his back, grasped a standard-caliber pistol at some point.

Wen Heisen took a step forward with great force, and his feet, which had grown twice as big, tore through his leather shoes, leaving an obvious dent on the concrete floor!
Bend your legs and lunge forward!
Wen Heisen's body was like a human cannonball, rushing straight towards Wang Jixuan with a sonic boom!

Wang Jixuan had anticipated this. The four magic talismans stuck to the inside of his trousers were lit up at the same time. He took two steps to the left and turned half a circle gracefully with his toes to the top of his head as the central axis.

Wen Heshen brushed past him and smashed the one-meter-high thickened glass at the back!
Wang Jixuan's calculation of the angle of the giant bone fish's charge was just right. He actually knew before:
When his practiced skills are combined with the powerful firearms in this world, it will be a fatal blow!

Now he can also say that:
Fellow Taoists, times have changed!
Wang Jixuan raised the gun, a calm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his fingers pulled the trigger continuously!
Bang bang bang bang!

Amid the gushing gunfire, six bullets shot towards Wen Heisen's back and the back of his head...

Eh?
Wang Jixuan was stunned for a moment, because he saw... six obvious dents on Wen Heisen's back and back of the head, but no blood splattered from the dents.

Wen Heisen was like a bloody bear at this moment. He shook his body vigorously, and six bullets were ejected almost at the same time, hitting the ground with a crisp sound.

No!

Can't penetrate even at such a close distance?
Ding!
The sound of an elevator opening was heard from the side, and Wang Jixuan keenly noticed that at least ten Black Fire Gang gunmen rushed into the circular corridor.

Wang Jixuan stared at Wen Heisen expressionlessly. The latter turned his head and glared at him, roaring and rushing towards him again.

Wang Jixuan snorted lightly, swung his pistol horizontally, and lunged forward, intending to confront Wen Heisen head-on.

The moment of confrontation with Wen Heisen!
Wang Jixuan's whole body trembled, and his body suddenly rolled upwards, narrowly avoiding Wen Heisen's sweeping arm. He raised his right palm and pointed it at Wen Heisen's forehead.

Wen Heisen didn't realize that he had fallen into a trap. He didn't dodge and was about to smash Wang Jixuan's fingers with his forehead.

Wang Jixuan's right hand suddenly shook, and a three-centimeter-long utility knife blade appeared in the middle of the sword finger. It slid rapidly towards Wen Heisen's right eye and flicked his finger.

Wen Heisen was caught off guard and closed his eyes subconsciously, leaving a deep scratch on his right eyelid. The blade was pushed into his right eyeball, causing him unbearable pain and he couldn't help but scream!
"Eyes! My eyes!"

Wang Jixuan's movements were smooth and flowing, and his left hand pressed on Wen Heisen's back!

Wang Jixuan twisted his left fingertips, and a stack of paper talismans opened like a folding fan and stuck them on Wen Heisen's chest; he also borrowed a force to shoot his body towards the broken window.

The group of Black Fire Gang thugs who rushed over with rifles in hand only saw a shadow jumping out of the window.

They fired again and again, but the figure had disappeared into the darkness.

The eyes of these thugs were subconsciously attracted to the muscle fascia man...

Wen Heisen became more and more angry and turned around to look for Wang Jixuan.

rustling!
On his back, which was covered with fleshy protrusions, the stack of scattered paper talismans shook slightly, and the patterns on them shone brightly at the same time!

boom!
……

Wang Jixuan, who was running fast on the roof, turned his head and saw Wen Heisen falling forward due to the explosion. He was secretly shocked.

There was no sight of flesh being torn apart;
This couldn’t even break the opponent’s thick skin?
Wang Jixuan raised his eyebrows slightly, touched the empty pockets on his lining, and without any hesitation, rushed towards the outskirts of the Black Fire Gang's territory.

The Infinite Heavenly Venerable.

What happened to psychics?

Why do they feel like monsters who have been assimilated by monster beasts?
Where did that mottled smell come from?

Of course, what Wang Jixuan is most concerned about is...

Can the method of generating these auras be used by him for his own practice?

“The world is becoming more and more interesting.”

A smile appeared on Wang Jixuan's lips, and a feeling of joy rose in his heart. If he could reveal his whereabouts, he would have wanted to sing loudly and laugh up to the sky!
Just as he was about to leave the Black Fire Gang's territory, he suddenly thought of something and stopped immediately.

What will he do next?
Find a place to practice, replenish talismans, and find ways to make some magical weapons that can break the skin and flesh of this psychic.

He already had an idea of ​​the specific type of magic weapon, he just needed to find some high-quality blade beast bones.

"It will cost some coins to do this in the lower city. I can't go to the thirteenth floor to get those medical supplies. They are for ordinary people to save their lives."

He pondered for a moment, raised his hand to his shirt pocket, pressed the soul-capturing talisman, and heard Gu Wencheng's muttering in his heart.

"He is actually a psychic, maybe even a D-level psychic. No wonder they always obey the Thirteenth Institute. He is the psychic of the Thirteenth Institute... Damn it, he has kept it a secret from us for more than 20 years... Why didn't he transform during the previous fight?"

Wang Jixuan asked softly, "Bartender?"

"What do you want to do?" Gu Wenting shouted in a trembling voice, "Please, don't kill me, let me find a body to live!"

"You should have a lot of savings, and you know some secret areas where the Black Fire Gang hides their supplies, right? I can use some of my spiritual energy to help you live for three more days. You just need to pay a small price."

Taoist Master Wang spoke gently, rubbing his index and middle fingers lightly with his right thumb.

This method is called "sales promotion", and he has seen similar experiences in Mu Liang's memory.

(End of this chapter)