357 An Old Man (1/2)

As Fu Yiren channeled her inner power through her palm, a stream of noxious fumes blasted out, and Ji Siying was sent sprawling. There was no way a Grade-C soldier like Ji Siying could withstand a single blow from Fu Yiren without sustaining severe injuries. Ji Siying landed hard on the ground and was in extreme pain, vomiting a mouthful of blood. The blast of Fu Yiren's inner force and effects of the toxins immediately caused beads of sweat to stream down her forehead.

Ji Siying was dear to Xiao Luo, who considered her a true friend, and he was enraged by the attack. He despised what he saw, and it was in his nature to stand up for the weak.

Fu Yiren turned around and smiled at Xiao Luo. ”Stay where you are if you wish to remain alive!”

Jin Gang saw Xiao Luo poised to react and immediately shouted out, ”Listen to her, don't move! That viper's venom can bring down an elephant. If it strikes, you will be paralyzed.” Despite their differences, Jin Gang had a grudging respect for Xiao Luo as a fighter and did not wish him to succumb to a snake bite.

But Xiao Luo did not respond to Jin Gang, instead, in a burst of inner energy, he suddenly darted like an arrow toward Fu Yiren without any warning, and aimed a powerful palm strike to her left shoulder like a swooping eagle.

No one had expected Xiao Luo to attack, especially with a venomous serpent on his shoulder ready to strike. And to think that he would actually have a go at Lady Poison was beyond comprehension as it was a path to certain death.

The NSA warriors had their hearts in their throats, seeing Xiao Luo move in to attack despite the apparent dangers he faced.

Fu Yiren was caught flat-footed, never expecting Xiao Luo to attempt to strike her, and she could immediately sense the powerful aura coming from his right palm that was about to smash into her left. She shifted back hurriedly and countered with her own palm, meeting Xiao Luo's in a tremendous blast of inner power.

BOOM!

A thunderous clap echoed across the ground as waves of energy surged forth from the impact, creating a rippling effect in the surrounding atmosphere. Instantly, Fu Yiren was thrown back, sailing through the air and crashing heavily about eight meters away. As she tried to pick herself up, she trembled and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Fu Yiren's core ability was her use of poisons, hence, her moniker, ”Lady Poison.” But, in terms of fighting skills and inner power, she was no match for Xiao Luo.

Jin Gang's eyes nearly popped out—he saw Xiao Luo crushing the viper's head and suddenly noticed two puncture marks on Xiao Luo's neck. He was dismayed, and a sense of frustration got the better of him as he screamed at Xiao Luo, ”You stubborn fool! Why the f**k are you so hotheaded?!”

”G-g-get… the… d-doctor… now!”

Despite her severe injuries, Ji Siying endured the pain and called out desperately to the NSA warriors.

Several warriors reacted quickly; one immediately took out his phone while another dashed towards the NSA medical center. Even a Grade-S agent would die from Lady Poison's toxins if medical treatment was not promptly administered.

Xiao Luo stood shakily, and his face was pale. His right palm, which came in contact with Fu Yiren, had turned black from necrosis and reeked with a toxic miasma. The snake bite on his neck caused an extreme burning sensation, like a piece of ember had been placed on his skin, and was swelling with pustules forming around the puncture marks. Soon, the dark tissue coloration in his palm rose up to his arm and toward his heart.

Xiao Luo immediately sat in a lotus position and closed his eyes, summoning his inner power to activate Yi Jinjing to detoxify in his body.

Xiao Luo soon entered a transcendental state, and although his eyes were shut, he could sense everything that was going on around him. His body produced a high level of heat, and wisps of steam evaporated off his skin and the top of his head.

The Yi Jinjing was purifying his body, and toxins were eliminated through his sweat. His recovery was underway at a remarkable pace, and the dark tissue coloration in his arm and swelling in the neck was fading gradually. Even the dark viscous blood oozing from his wounds had returned to a normal bright red.

This was a clear sign that the detoxification process was successful.