277 The Premeditated Plo (2/2)

”Ok.” Mi Xiaqing didn't waste words. Although he couldn't wait to surge ahead and kill those damned guys, he still hadn't lost his reason. If they both ran, they would abandon where they were.

That worthless, run-down base wouldn't mean anything if it were lost, but Ren Wenzhou and Qian Mingyi were still under guard there. If anything were to happen to them, that wasn't a loss they could sustain.

After he spoke, Qiao Yuan flew up into the air.

He quickly caught up with his comrades. When the other card artisans saw him, they were suddenly humiliated to death. Never mind the rest of it; for that gang of elites to be so easily infiltrated was enough to turn their faces pale.

Qiao Yuan didn't say anything as his gaze fell onto the two running wildly in front of him. His expression remained calm, though no one could see what he was really thinking. His gaze stayed focused on those two disappearing and reappearing men.

They had outstanding power, especially the one wearing the black mask, who he'd narrowly missed. He must have been an ace from some cardless sect! The other one was a little weird, having some of the peculiarity of a cardless sect, though he could also use cards. His pace was the weirdest drifting Qiao Yuan had ever seen.

The more he thought about that ace of the cardless sect, who could blast apart his own energy cloak with a fist, the more Qiao Yuan's heart pounded. The assassin with the black mask was the most awesome cardless sect ace he had ever seen. How many years had it been since the cardless sects had faded away? He wasn't sure. But he had never heard of an ace from some cardless sect able to get to such a place. That was really something! He never thought that not only would he see one that day, but he would also get a taste of one.

Their speed might not have been considered fast, but they never went in a straight line, shifting right and left. They took advantage of the buildings for all kinds of cover, as though they were masters of shuttling about in the dark. They seemed to be one with the dark, able to melt into the shadows so easily.

He didn't rush to make a move, wanting to watch and see where the two assassins had really come from and what their objective was.

Chen Mu didn't dare turn around, though he had disseminated his perception. His surroundings were clear. He didn't know whether anyone else's perception was like his, but he had just then discovered that his own perception was getting more and more awesome. That wasn't because of the increase in his perceptual power or sensitivity; it was some other peculiarity.

For example, his perception was sensitive to things that had no energy fluctuations. So long as they were within the scope covered by his perception, the finest detail would be within his grasp.

That was a rather peculiar sort of perception, which was why he could so skillfully dodge the energy bodies shot off by the card artisans pursuing him from behind. It was as though he had eyes in the back of his head.

Beside him, Wei-ah wasn't making any noise.

The ground was covered in ruins, which was a big advantage for Chen Mu, who could freely choose his route. In reality, however, he had arranged the route beforehand.

Chen Mu felt like an out-and-out rookie. Since he had so little experience, he had done a lot more work preparing. Their preparation had been thorough, and both Bogner and Xi Ping had provided quite a few precious suggestions. They had also found some under them who were really good at planning to help perfect their scheme.

Chen Mu and Wei-ah were like ghosts as they went shuttling through the ruins. The Central Repository of the Classics card artisans behind them hadn't stopped what they had been doing. They ceaselessly emitted lethal energy bodies, hoping to extinguish the shame the two crawling bugs had brought them.

A straight drive then ended in the huge gate of a manor. A strangely cold smile appeared at the corner of Chen Mu's mouth.

There was a sudden, low-sounding question shouted from in front of them. ”Who goes there?”

Chen Mu wasn't listening, and even the Central Repository of the Classics card artisans paid no attention. When had anyone been able to yell at them like that? Who among those arrogant lords didn't have his nose in the air?

”Halt! Don't move, or I won't be so polite!” Their counterpart immediately issued a warning. Chen Mu sped up instead and charged right into the manor.

”Damn!” His counterpart was clearly enraged. Countless energy bodies abruptly shot toward Chen Mu. He could accurately detect his adversary's position in the face of so many energy fluctuations starting up.

Lightly pressing down on his feet, Chen Mu dodged the attack. He dodged endless energy bodies as they continued head-on into the card artisans from the Central Repository of the Classics.

That basically put a fire in their bellies, and the card artisans' tempers raged at the impossibility of taking a loss.

”Hey, I didn't know someone was looking to die!” one of the card artisans from the Central Repository of the Classics yelled coldly as he threw a shuttle from his hand. There was a sudden scream from inside the manor.