357 An Old Man (2/2)

The crowd was mystified, for Xiao Luo had discharged Lady Poison's lethal toxins from his body by himself, and they wondered how a mere mortal could perform such a feat.

The NSA soldiers gulped in utter disbelief as Xiao Luo's miraculous recovery had completely shattered their understanding of the martial arts world.

Ji Siying was in a stupor; she thought she had seen it all, but Xiao Luo surprised her yet again.

Still slumped on the ground, Fu Yiren gazed at Xiao Luo with a look of both shock and admiration, as she knew better than anyone about the potency of her poison. Any other person struck by her palm would have surely lost the arm, while the green pit viper she raised could easily bring down a dozen grown men.

”He... he has recovered so quickly?”

For the first time in her life, Fu Yiren had encountered a person who was completely immune to her toxins.

Jin Gang scratched his head. When he first enlisted in the NSA, he was considered an exceptional and invincible fighter, until he met Fu Yiren, who overpowered him with her deadly poisons. Now, another superhero had turned up—a monster that defied the logic of science, and even both he and Fu Yiren together would not be able to take him on.

After a brief rest, all the toxins had been completely eliminated from Xiao Luo's body.

Xiao Luo opened his eyes, then stretched his neck and rotated his right arm to ensure that their function was retained.

When Xiao Luo saw the look on everyone's faces, he realized that there would be many questions coming his way, but he had already decided that he was not going to explain anything to them.

”You're truly a genius! You have mastered both Yi Jinjing and the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, the most powerful of all martial arts!”

A mysterious voice, deep and hoarse, resonated through the air. It was chilling, and everyone started looking around to find the source of the voice, and it seemed to have been spoken by someone on the ground, but he was nowhere to be found.

WHOOSH~

Suddenly, a silhouette flickered from the direction of the office building, flowing in motion like a time-lapse of after-images, and traversing space in seconds. The fast-moving shadow was difficult to make out but looked like a man with his hands on his back, but while he looked unhurried, he was moving incredibly fast.

Xiao Luo blinked to clear his vision, and when he found his focus, a gaunt old man appeared before his eyes.

He had wispy hair and a long beard that was completely white, and his leathery face was wrinkled with age. He was dressed in a simple Chinese tunic, and smiled at Xiao Luo, squinting his eyes.

Despite having the demeanor of a humble elderly man, his mysterious ways struck fear into everyone's hearts.

Xiao Luo took a step back in trepidation and stared blankly. He stayed on the alert as he could sense the inner strength that emanated from the old man, and he was not a person to be trifled with.

When Jin Gang and Fu Yiren saw this old man, they both saluted without hesitation. The other NSA warriors were not thoroughly familiar with him, but they knew that he was a veteran and had been in the NSA since the victory of the resistance army and formation of the New Hua Nation. He was the old guard, and his reputation as a terrifying force to be reckoned with had preceded him. He was a senior member of NSA who was respected by all the leaders of the Hua Nation.

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