Chapter 453: The Taste of Blood

Chapter 453: The Taste of Blood (Update 1)

Within the gaze of countless onlookers.

Xiao Yu dashed forward with explosive bursts.

Then he pounced like a cheetah, all four limbs striking the ground.

His body continuously shifted angles and trajectories.

The seamless transitions between his moves dazzled observers.

Whether executing high-difficulty flips to evade attacks,

or feinting with deceptive maneuvers while sprinting,

every action delivered an astonishing visual onslaught.

Facing such Xiao Yu,

forget about sniping him with a rifle.

Even if you fire a pistol at point-blank range,

you won’t be able to match his speed and evasive prowess.

Nor can you predict his next move.

Two hundred meters, three hundred, four hundred…

Xiao Yu’s pace not only failed to slow but only grew faster.

Five hundred, six hundred, seven hundred meters…

With each powerful heartbeat, fresh oxygen and surging energy pumped relentlessly through him.

His sweat-soaked clothes bore witness to his exertion.

Xiao Yu had to keep his head held high,

lest sweat drip from his forehead into his eyes.

After dashing seven hundred meters, sweat poured off him like rain.

Without the boost from Bear Force,

without the speed granted by Cheetah’s Speed,

or the nimbleness of Spirit of the Raccoon Cat,

even a full-throttle sprint of fifty meters would leave an ordinary person gasping.

They might not even last ten seconds…

…

Atop a building…

A man watched in awe as he witnessed Xiao Yu’s ferocious, leopard-like burst of power,

and marveled at his near-perfect military evasion techniques.

He was struck by Xiao Yu’s speed that sent shivers down the spine.

Lowering his sniper rifle, one man couldn’t hide his amazement.

His face was filled with shock, mouth agape.

That man was none other than Lin Fang!

In disbelief, Lin Fang murmured, “Is he still human?!”

When he snapped back to reality,

Xiao Yu had already appeared a hundred meters away, just outside the building.

Coolly, Lin Fang watched as Xiao Yu sprinted across a hundred-meter span to enter the building.

Lin Fang’s lips curled into a sneering smile.

That mocking curve was both taunting and contemptuous.

No matter how monstrous you may be, you’re nothing more than prey now.

Had you fallen right into my trap?

…

Bursting into the building,

Xiao Yu halted for a moment.

The building was a half-finished frame—a derelict project abandoned halfway.

Inside, filth and clutter reigned; walls were streaked with peeling paint and the staircases lacked handrails…

Gasping heavily, his lungs cried out in agony with every ragged breath.

Energy nearly spent, his feet felt as if he were treading on clouds.

His body desperately needed rest—a rapid recovery was essential.

Otherwise… Xiao Yu’s nose could detect an overwhelming array of scents.

The unmistakable odor of human exertion!

Wait—Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes slowly.

Why were there so many human scents?

Missed your sniper shot? Did you really think I’d come after you?

So, you set a trap in advance?

Now that my stamina is nearly gone, all I need is…

Figures began to emerge from the shadowy corners of the building.

A group of young men, their faces twisted in ferocity, swiftly closed in on Xiao Yu.

I see… Xiao Yu panted heavily.

Exhausted from his energy drain, his lungs throbbed painfully, every cell screaming in agony, even his spine seemed to cry out in despair.

Yet, Xiao Yu stood his ground, calmly observing the encroaching youths.

There were eight of them—eight young men.

They brandished iron rods, cleavers, and daggers.

No firearms? Xiao Yu’s silent grin dripped with disdain.

A fierce, defiant fire surged from within him.

He shook his head vigorously, sweat flinging as he straightened his posture.

A strange, primal thirst ignited the moment he lifted his head.

It was the hungry longing of a predator at the pinnacle of the food chain, craving its prey.

Yearning for… the taste of blood!

Suddenly,

a gust of wind swept into the building, tousling Xiao Yu’s unruly hair.

A young man wielding a cleaver stepped forward and swung at him.

The brawl had begun!

But no one anticipated that,

just as if his energy was nearly spent, Xiao Yu sprang forth like a charging leopard.

In one leap, he soared nearly one and a half meters high.

Mid-air, his leg extended like a whip.

Not to kick—but to coil backward.

In that instant, his leg ensnared the young man’s head.

With a twisting motion, his knee clamped down decisively.

Crack!

The young man’s head twisted grotesquely backward, forming a bizarre angle.

As Xiao Yu landed lightly on his feet,

the remaining seven youths stared in horror at their fallen comrade.

They gawked at the contorted head and the oddly reversed direction of his face…

Thud!

Their companion collapsed, convulsing violently on the ground.

Gradually, he fell completely still, lifeless…

Before the seven could recover from the shock, Xiao Yu struck again.

In a swift, ferocious burst like an enraged leopard,

he was instantly beside one of the youths.

Grabbing the man’s wrist firmly,

Crack!

The wrist snapped, dislodging the sharp knife.

But Xiao Yu caught it with precision, swinging it like a flash of lightning.

Thrust after thrust:

three consecutive stabs pierced the youth’s chest and abdomen.

Each stab was delivered with expert precision.

The first—an upward slash aimed squarely at the heart.

The second—a downward cut that severed his intestines.

The third—a horizontal slash that split open his gut.

All three were executed in just two seconds as Xiao Yu stepped back.

The stabbed youth didn’t even have time to cry out in agony.

His body collapsed, spurting blood and entrails.

Meanwhile, his heart had long lost its beat…

At that moment, Xiao Yu stood beside another young man whose mouth hung open in shock.

Thud!

A long, sharp knife plunged in from the left side of the youth’s neck, then exited through the right.

Moreover, Xiao Yu twisted his hand abruptly while holding the knife.

The dagger sliced through the youth’s Adam’s apple and windpipe.

Then, he sheathed his weapon…

“Ugh, ugh, ugh…”

The youth clutched his bleeding neck as a strange sound escaped his lips.

Thud—he collapsed to the ground!

Overcome with exhaustion, Xiao Yu’s legs nearly gave way under him.

He couldn’t afford to fall, so he grinned defiantly.

Activating Camel’s Endurance…

With his energy nearly spent, he relied on sheer resilience, skill, and… determination…

I’m done playing fair!

As a Magic Expert, a pistol materialized out of thin air in Xiao Yu’s hand, raising his weary arm.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang… Five rapid shots rang out.

The remaining five youths trembled in shock.

They all collapsed together onto the ground…