Chapter 58: Abnormal Ability Contest

  The air flowing around suddenly stopped, and the whole world seemed to be spinning with itself as the center.

  Zhou Yun held a faint smile, watching the slowly approaching "fast fist". Now, as long as he attacked his opponent with lightning speed, he could easily win. But he didn't do that...

  One, the mutant power had just appeared and lacked serious combat experience. Wanting to quickly get familiar with its characteristics, it would be best to engage in actual combat with others. Rarely having someone deliver themselves to his doorstep, Zhou Yun naturally wanted to thoroughly enjoy this opportunity.

  Secondly, Zhou Yun had already learned in the hotel that his opponent was also an ability user with mysterious powers like Xu Jian. Launching a reckless attack would only put him at a disadvantage, so it was better to probe the enemy's strengths and weaknesses first before taking further action.

  Facing Zeng Qiudao's powerful fist, Zhou Yun didn't tense up. He first tried to adjust his breathing while dodging the enemy's attack by sidestepping.

  In the instant Zhou Yun breathed, the opponent's attack speed returned to normal. He must learn to grasp the timing, that is, the rhythm of breathing. Slowing down when the opponent punches and speeding up when attacking himself. After all, Zhou Yun can't hold his breath and fight with people all the time.

  After thinking for several days, Zhou Yun gradually understood that his ability was not to increase his own speed, but to control time.

  He can't see through his opponent's next move like Xu Jian, nor can he foresee the unknown future like Xu Xuan. However, he can manipulate the present time, making it follow his own will, slowing down or speeding up. Only by grasping the present can one change the future. This is one of the three great truths of the Key to Fate, the orthodox successor of the Heavenly Way.

  Zuo ce shen, you ce shen, di tou, shao shao hou tui yi bu, Zhou Yun wan mei du guo le Zeng Qiu Dao feng kuang ban de gong ji. Zhi shi jiao bu yi dian zhuan zhang, chang fa yi dian ling luan.

  Zeng Qiudao's speed was much faster than Zhou Yun had imagined. He was the most difficult opponent he had encountered, aside from Xu Jian.

  Zeng Qiudao also felt incredible, just a string of fierce attacks, at least more than ten moves. He didn't even grab the corner of his opponent's clothes, who was this godly person? Seeing this scene, not to mention Zeng Qiudao was surprised, the two people who were quietly watching the battle on the side also took a deep breath.

  Facing the violent attack, they asked themselves how they couldn't be as calm as Zhou Yun. When did the ability world produce such a strong newcomer? Even "Ability Weekly" didn't have any news about it, and it was hidden very carefully. If not for following secretly today, I wouldn't have known that Xu Jia had been hiding this person.

  "Are we taking a break at halftime?" Zhou Yun looked at Zeng Qiu, who was dazed, and said with a hook: "I haven't even warmed up yet, let's continue quickly!"

  "Don't be arrogant." Zeng Qiudao clenched his teeth tightly, his left hand gripping his right wrist. The air around him seemed to be gathering force, surging towards his right fist in waves. A whirlwind of energy surrounded Zeng Qiudao, pushing outward and making his entire body seem like it was being enveloped by a tornado.

  With just one punch, Zeng Qiudao believed that with the power of 'Po Feng Jue' to shatter stones, he could knock down Zhou Yun with just one punch. The brief review in "Yi Hai Weekly" was a must-kill move.

  With a sudden step forward, Zeng Qiudao shouted loudly: "Shen Feng Po Lang!"

  One punch was thrown out, like a fierce gust of wind, rushing towards Zhou Yun.

  Area attack! Zhou Yun's head was big, and if the opponent was punching and kicking, he could easily dodge with his speed. But facing a wave-like air wave, where could he run?

  "Not good!" Mu Xiaoya's eyes watched Zhou Yunzhong's move, and her heart suddenly became anxious.

  Earlier, Zhou Yun performed too well and perfectly dodged Zeng Qiudao's attack, causing Mu Xiaoya to relax her vigilance, thinking that she could handle the situation with just Zhou Yun. Who knew that the young man suddenly fell into crisis, now even if she came out to rescue him, it was already too late.

  Zhou Yun saw that things were not going well and quickly tied up his horse's hooves. With both hands crossed in front of him, he was still encountering the legendary qigong for the first time.

  A gust of wind came, and Zhou Yun felt like a lonely boat, completely unable to control himself in the face of the surging waves. As if struck by the Buddha's giant hand, he soared into the air...

  With a loud crash, everyone saw Zhou Yun being blown away by the strong wind for several meters, rolling and falling to the ground.

  Mu Xiao Ya saw the situation and stood up, thinking of running towards Zhou Yun. It's no longer time to watch from the sidelines, as Zhou Yun had been hit by Zeng Qiu Dao's full-force attack, which might lead to loss of life. However, Mu Fang stretched out his hand and pulled Mu Xiao Ya back: "Wait, sister Ya! The match isn't over yet..."

  "It's not over yet! If we wait any longer, it'll be too late!" Mu Xiaoya said urgently. Zhou Yun was already injured, and the outcome had been decided. If they didn't take action to rescue him soon, if Zeng Qiudao took drastic measures and crippled Zhou Yun, things would become troublesome.

  However, when Mu Xiao Ya saw Mu Feng's serious expression, she immediately stopped her movements.

  "Ya Jie, take a look at him first..." Mu Feng's eyes gleamed with a faint light, staring intently at the young man. Zhou Yun was like a candle in the wind, his whole body trembling as he struggled to get up, his eyes shining with threads of cold light...

  Zeng Qiudao walked step by step forward, looking down on Zhou Yun with disdain: "To be honest, being forced to use the Breaking Wind Technique by a small character like you makes me feel ashamed just thinking about it."

  "Damn it...!" Zhou Yun weakly spat out a mouthful, covering his chest with one hand as he slowly stood up: "Wait for now, let me take care of you, don't even think about jumping off the building!"

  "Still stubborn." Zeng Qiu said as he charged forward, throwing a flurry of quick punches at the young man.

  Zhou Yun covered his head with both hands, constantly retreating and trying to maintain balance as much as possible to reduce the impact of his opponent's attack. Although he wanted to counterattack, he also knew that once he made a move, he would expose his weakness and be knocked down by his opponent. So Zhou Yun endured patiently, waiting for Zeng Qiudao to reveal an opening...

  Mu Xiaoya watched as the young man was beaten and couldn't help but say urgently: "This won't do, should we secretly help him out?"

  "Hey, don't, Ya Jie. You don't understand a man's dignity."

  Zhou Yun, who was desperately defending himself, suddenly had a figure flash through his mind...

  "Xiangling... Ever since you left, my life has been like this. Constantly dodging, constantly avoiding, constantly struggling, constantly defending... Afraid of getting hurt again, I buried my heart deep in a corner where no one knows..."

  "Still have the energy to nonsense?" Zeng Qiu said, completely unable to understand the situation, and couldn't comprehend why Zhou Yun suddenly started muttering incoherently. Had that one blow just now knocked him silly?

  Zhou Yun recalled the words of praise from Xu Xuan in the hotel, and continued to mutter to himself: "Actually saying that I'm so great, always secretly protecting her? It's laughable even to myself, it's just a weak display. Doesn't even have the courage to give you happiness, what's there to like..."

  "Xiangling... when did I stop moving forward?" Zhou Yun, who was retreating to defend himself, suddenly stopped in his tracks: "Didn't we agree? To live a wonderful life for each other..."

  Mufeng, who was eavesdropping in secret, suddenly asked curiously: "What is he muttering about? And who is Xiangling? Shouldn't it be Xuanyu?"

  "Xiao Feng... emotional problems, you'll understand when you grow up." Mu Xiao Ya said with a pretentious sisterly tone. She was only one year older than Mu Feng after all.

  In the hotel, Xu Xuan said Zhou Yun was very devoted and had been secretly protecting her all along, saying it was an unrequited love. Now looking at him, he doesn't seem to think so himself. Doesn't even have the courage to give you happiness? Mu Xiao Ya thought quietly. What a mysterious guy...

  There's an opening! Zeng Qiudao gazed at Zhou Yun, who suddenly stopped in his tracks, and instantly revealed a ferocious smile. Seizing the opportunity, he immediately launched a full-force attack: "Violent Storm Break!"

  Bao Feng Po is a technique that utilizes the fist's short-distance rotation to compress the surrounding air onto the fist, producing multiple times the power output when striking the enemy's body. Mu Xiaoya, who was deep in thought, suddenly realized that Zeng Qiudao had once again used his ultimate skill and instantly felt a sense of foreboding! She then picked up a stone and prepared to launch a rescue attack.

  Zeng Qiudao's fierce and powerful fist was less than ten centimeters away from Zhou Yun's nose, and even if she struck now, it would probably be too late. Zhou Yun's eyes flashed with a cold light, his breathing suddenly quickening. In this instant, his figure suddenly became blurry, with afterimages rapidly appearing one after another.

  "Forward! My time! Give me the courage to charge forward relentlessly!" Zhou Yun shouted. A thought arose in his heart, drifting towards the distant horizon...

  Xiang Ling, from now on I will live a good life. And at the end of time, with the brightest smile, we will meet again...

  With lightning speed, Zhou Yun's hands tightly grasped Zeng Qiudao's wrists and twisted them inward, then slammed him to the ground with a loud thud. Zeng Qiudao flew through the air like a kite cut loose from its string...

  Feeling that his power was insufficient, Zhou Yun instantly appeared in front of Zeng Qiudao's landing point like a flash of lightning and kicked him flying with a spinning kick.

  Time Acceleration! One of Zhou Yun's special abilities. Compresses several seconds into one second, effective on himself. Simply put, when the enemy has only one second of real activity time, Zhou Yun has several seconds of virtual activity time. The effect can burst out instantly, making it a very annoying ability.

  "One strike... must kill..." Mu Fang looked at Zeng Qiu, who had fallen to the ground and couldn't get up, and couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. The guy he had painstakingly won over was actually killed in one move by someone else. Was it that he was too weak? Or was his opponent too strong?

  Mu Feng frequently complained, "Are the paparazzi from 'Yi Hai Weekly' just eating dry rice? The newcomer list is also too watered down. No wonder he only ranked eleventh, those in the top ten must have gotten there through connections!"

  Panting heavily, Zeng Qiudao's gaze was blurry as he looked up at the night sky. This action had dealt a significant blow to him, and in the final strike, he hadn't even touched Zhou Yun's shadow. He couldn't keep up with the speed at all...

  Looking back on when Zhou Yun said he was a wild beast, he smiled wryly. That was clearly a monster...

  "When did he make his move?" Mu Feng thought back to the sudden strike, and all he felt was a blur in front of his eyes. Then Zeng Qiudao was flung out by someone. What Zhou Yun did, he didn't see clearly at all.

  "Too fast, didn't see clearly... Probably at the moment he was hit by the opponent, he grabbed the enemy's hand and threw it away. Then..." Mu Xiaoya said uncertainly. That astonishing burst of speed, how did he do it? Was it a special ability?

  "Too strong! They're not even on the same level..." Mu Feng patted Mu Xiao Ya excitedly and said: "Sister...the future of the grasslands is up to you now..." The little guy actually forgot that Zhou Yun was almost beaten to tears earlier.

  Mu Xiao Ya was stared at by Mu Feng's eyes, which were emitting a faint green glow. He was so frightened that his body hair stood on end, and he stuttered: "L-look... what are you looking at me for?"

  "Use this... human chest device! ...to entice... Ahhh!!! " Before he could finish speaking, Mu Xiao Ya slapped a 'popcorn' on his forehead.

  "How dare you treat my sister like that! I'm not someone who can be trifled with!"

  "You're so casual, you're not even human...... Ahhh~~!!" Mu Feng was very pleased with himself, no choice, this phrase is too popular. As a result, he got hit again by 'popcorn'...

  "Say that again!" Mu Xiaoya raised her fist and glared, secretly complaining. Xiao Feng was really something, what's the difference between that and selling one's body?

  Recently joined new members all looked at her with strange eyes, probably because the younger brother had sold her out. 'Grassland' needs talent, not fans. Can't understand what this little brother is thinking! If Mu Xiaoya knew that her father used her photo as a spokesperson for Grassland to attract more masters, I wonder what she would think...

  The Da Xing Hui is generally divided into two groups of members: external and internal. External members are mainly composed of agile special agents and special warfare team members, with low requirements, as long as they pass the initial test of the abnormal ability interface, they can join. The more people, the better, belonging to the small soldier level, daily led by internal abnormal ability holders to perform tasks.

  Internally, the members are mainly composed of superpowered individuals with strict requirements and must undergo professional assessment by the guild. In previous years, only a quarter of the top three newcomers on the list were able to pass the assessment smoothly.

  Internal members can freely form combinations at ordinary times, or lead peripheral members to perform tasks. When a major change occurs, the task is led by the president of the guild and core figures of the guild.