Chapter 101: Did the Spirit Realm User Blow His Own Cover?

Energy storage batteries were portable defensive devices developed by the Martial Affairs Bureau. They were indispensable gear for martial artists traveling the world and hunting ferocious beasts.

A single martial-artist-grade energy storage battery cost five million. What Zhang Chu had just thrown out was a dual-force warrior-grade battery, sold in the mall for eight million.

Ordinary martial artists could never afford such a thing.

This time, the special operations team had been fully armed, with two batteries issued to each member.

The batteries formed a high-energy defensive grid.

Electric currents gathered into a dome of light around Zhang Chu and the others, crackling and hissing.

The hell hounds spat fireballs madly, trying to shatter the high-energy grid.

"Sister Xueying, bear with it."

Zhang Chu saw a burn wound nearly ten centimeters long under Zhang Xueying's arm and acted at once, tearing her sleeve straight off to reveal her fair, slender arm.

Burn ointment and debridement medicine were applied quickly.

Zhang Xueying frowned tightly, cold sweat beading on her forehead.

The medicines developed by the Martial Affairs Bureau worked wonders.

In less than a minute, the wound had already scabbed over.

With the debridement medicine as well, the scab would fall off in at most three days, leaving no scar.

For a girl, a scar on the body was no medal of honor.

"Teacher Chu, thank you."

Zhang Xueying finally caught her breath. Looking at Zhang Chu's handsome profile up close, she was a little dazed. "After this mission is over, help me with something."

"Uh..."

"Maybe we'd better deal with what's in front of us first."

Facing Zhang Xueying's burning gaze, Zhang Chu felt a little flustered.

That look could topple men.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

At that moment, the high-energy grid let out an ear-piercing alarm.

"The hell hounds have a special attack method. Not only have they not been harmed by the high-energy current, the shield is about to be breached."

Seeing this, Zhang Xueying panicked.

Before absolute strength, even a high-level martial technique like her "Godslayer Sword Art" was useless.

Six hell hounds attacked in a frenzy.

Dozens of fireballs slammed into the high-energy grid.

The grid was already on the brink of collapse.

With a grab of his right hand, Zhang Chu drew his Blazing Flame Sword and donned his Black Tortoise battle armor. "Sister Xueying, stay behind me. I'll handle this!"

"One against six? You don't stand a chance. Get out of here first!"

Zhang Xueying stopped him.

"That applies to other people."

A confident smile rose to the corner of Zhang Chu's mouth.

That smile struck straight at Zhang Xueying's heart: only a man who could say he would do it and meant it was truly a man.

The grid was about to fall apart.

Zhang Chu flashed to the side and tore open an opening, then burst out.

The six hell hounds immediately turned and charged toward him.

"Teacher Chu, be careful!"

Zhang Xueying paced anxiously, but she knew that if she rushed out now, she would only get in Zhang Chu's way.

Facing the hell hounds' ferocious assault, Zhang Chu dodged while searching for their weakness.

Under normal circumstances, one against six really offered little chance of victory.

But Zhang Chu had the system, and with the protagonist's halo, that was his trump card.

His five-star Flash Silver skill made him as fast as lightning; with a single flicker, he could leave six afterimages, perfectly suited to confusion and misdirection.

While he kept the hell hounds at bay, he calmly analyzed the situation.

"Sky-Soaring Cannon is a close-combat martial skill. Combined with magnetic storm gauntlets, its power is tremendous. But the hell hounds are burning with magma flames all over their bodies, so close combat would cause massive damage to myself."

"The hell hounds are very fast, and they work together. Relying on Flame Thirteen Swords alone won't harm them in the slightest."

"The only way is to restrict or slow their speed. Only then can I kill them with a single sword strike!"

After Zhang Chu's scientific analysis, he had found the latest way out.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Several fireballs exploded before him. Zhang Chu retreated swiftly, positioning himself in front of the collapsing high-energy grid. "Sister Xueying, fall back. Let me deal with these dog bastards!"

Zhang Xueying retreated at once.

At that very moment, the six hell hounds lunged at Zhang Chu together.

Whoosh!

Zhang Chu flicked his hand and drove the Blazing Flame Sword into a crack in the ground.

What was going on?

Zhang Xueying was stunned.

She was utterly dumbfounded. What kind of move was this?

The star beasts were closing in, and he was throwing away his weapon?

As the hell hounds approached within fifty meters, Zhang Chu rapidly summoned his formidable mental power and pressed his right hand downward through the air. "Mental combat skill, Gravity Field, suppress!"

Boom!

Even Zhang Xueying, standing at a distance, felt an invisible force of suppression descend on her, nearly forcing her to her knees. "He actually mastered a mental combat skill like Gravity Field. He's incredible!"

Gravity Field!

Not a single person in all of Binzhou knew how to use it.

Such a heaven-defying, suppressive mental combat skill was simply too rare.

Sure enough.

The fivefold Gravity Field was absurdly powerful.

The diving hell hounds crashed down on the spot, their foreheads hitting the ground as they slid forward on their knees.

Under such overwhelming gravity, even the nimblest movement was restricted.

"Now!"

Zhang Chu's eyes lit up. He drew the Blazing Flame Sword and charged.

Within the Gravity Field, he was the lord of the domain, the only one not suppressed by gravity.

Under Zhang Xueying's astonished gaze, Zhang Chu swung his sword with effortless grace.

"Flame Thirteen Swords!"

Thirteen streams of sword qi fell from the air, piercing through the bodies of the hell hounds.

The six five-star hell hounds were all slain on the spot.

"Sister Xueying, this is for you."

He skillfully dug out the cores and handed them to Zhang Xueying.

Only then did Zhang Xueying react. Taking the cores, she said in shock, "Teacher Chu, you actually mastered a mental combat skill like Gravity Field. You're amazing!"

"Once Sister Xueying breaks through to dual-force warrior, I'll teach you," Zhang Chu said with a smile.

The Gravity Field combat skill had come from the backlash talent replication disc.

And with the system having cheated for him yesterday, reverse-absorbing the vine demon seed, Zhang Chu had faintly come to a bold guess: the next time his passive devouring form awakened, he might even be able to directly replicate combat skills!

Zhang Xueying was so excited she could hardly contain herself.

If she could learn a mental combat skill like Gravity Field, what if she married Zhang Chu?

"Sister Xueying, let's seal the crater first."

Zhang Chu failed to notice her thoughts and quickly rushed toward the volcanic crater.

This was the hell hounds' nest.

It had already been exhausting dealing with six of them.

If a hundred more rushed out, even Gravity Field might not have much effect.

The two of them had three energy storage batteries.

They set up three layers of high-energy grids from the inside out to temporarily seal the crater, then turned back to inspect the Diamond Demon-Suppressing Stone.

"Ding-dong. The temporary command center is requesting a video call."

As the two were checking the Diamond Demon-Suppressing Stone, a prompt sounded in their perception glasses.

Zhang Chu connected.

Luo Zhidong's image appeared in the lenses. "Xiaochu, Xueying, the War God No. 1 drone has just sent back reconnaissance data. In Zone 301, where Wang Peng went missing, a high-density energy signal has been detected, interfering with the drone's visual scan. You'll need to go there yourselves."

"Dean Luo, what kind of high-density energy could interfere with War God No. 1?" Zhang Xueying asked in surprise.

"We suspect it was caused by energy leakage from a powerful Spirit Realm practitioner. Our preliminary judgment is that the Spirit Realm practitioner self-destructed."

Self-destructed?

At that word, Zhang Chu's cheek twitched, and he had a faint sense of foreboding.

"Old Guan, you'd better not be in trouble. I haven't even repaid you yet!"