Chapter 784: Jian Changsheng VS Sun Bumian

Sun Bumian hummed a little tune, walking leisurely under the blue sky.

He held the lion dance headgear in his left hand and a registration form in his right. Coupled with his retro black-and-red Tang suit and small round sunglasses, he had a very high turn-around rate on the road. He seemed to have long been accustomed to this, looking at the last few columns on the registration form, seemingly struggling with something.

"Big brother, where did you buy this big lion?"

A little girl, still holding her mother's hand, saw the colorful lion dance headgear, her eyes full of curiosity.

"Big lion?" Sun Bumian froze, realizing the girl was talking about the headgear in his hand. "This? ...I made this myself. You can't buy it anywhere else~"

When the girl heard this, a misty fog began to fill the corners of her eyes. She looked at the headgear longingly, her face full of disappointment.

Seeing this, Sun Bumian curled his lips into a smile. He rubbed his fingertips in the void, and a fragrant candied hawthorn appeared out of thin air, which he handed to the girl. "However, I can give this to you."

This magic trick of conjuring a candied hawthorn out of thin air immediately attracted the girl's full attention. For a moment, she forgot the sadness of not being able to buy the headgear, took the candied hawthorn in surprise, and took a gentle bite.

It was sweet.

"Thank you, big brother!"

"You're welcome~" Sun Bumian waved his hand with a grin and continued walking forward.

However, before he had taken a few steps, a whistling sound of breaking air came from his ear!

Whoosh—!!

Sun Bumian immediately tilted his head, and the object flew past his temple, sticking directly into the metal signal light, trembling slightly in the air...

Seeing the "hidden weapon" clearly, Sun Bumian said in astonishment:

"Crab leg???"

He turned his head sharply, only to see a young man with murderous intent rushing toward him at high speed!

"Jerk!!" Jian Changsheng roared. "Where are you running??!"

"...Oh my."

Sun Bumian pulled down his small round sunglasses. After seeing who it was, his face changed instantly, and he ran wildly without looking back!

What the hell,

Did this guy really walk from the Gray Realm to the Tian-Shu Domain?!

Sun Bumian didn't like fighting. Of course, that excluded him beating others unilaterally... Since that guy was running over full of resentment and looking like he wanted revenge, Sun Bumian naturally chose to run. He took two steps in the void, and it was like stepping on clouds, soaring upward and crossing a great distance in the blink of an eye.

"The footwork of that Red Heart guy?"

Jian Changsheng recognized the Cloud Step at a glance and knew that if he continued to chase on foot, he definitely wouldn't be able to catch up. He simply bit his finger and used blood-teleportation!

The chase on the main road turned directly into a "battle of arts." This scene also attracted the attention of a large number of pedestrians, who watched as the two rose into the air and turned into two distant small dots.

Sun Bumian glanced back and saw that the man was approaching him while spraying blood, his mouth twitching slightly:

"Is it worth it, brother? Do we have that much of a grudge?"

"Less nonsense!" Jian Changsheng gritted his teeth. "I said, if I run into you again, I'm going to stomp your head in!!"

Sun Bumian sighed helplessly. "Then don't blame me for being impolite."

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly twisted in the air!

The small round sunglasses slid down his nose slightly, and pairs of rings emerged in his pupils... The next moment, his temples danced like colorful ink flames, and a scorching and sacred aura rose in the air!

He looked down at Jian Changsheng, who was flashing with blood shadows below, raised his palm, and stepped down suddenly!!

Boom—!!

In the void, that massive lion dance phantom was outlined again, and a palm that covered the sky and sun pressed down on Jian Changsheng's head like a mountain. Engraved in the palm of the lion were four golden characters:

——【Good Fortune and Auspiciousness】.

The four golden characters burned like the scorching sun, and the massive lion dance palm smashed down from the firmament, but this time it didn't touch anything, leaving only a whistling hurricane sweeping across the streets of Tian-Shu City below...

"...Huh?" Sun Bumian raised his eyebrows in surprise. Almost at the same time, a figure appeared above him like a ghost!

"If I hadn't been carrying that guy last time... did you really think I couldn't dodge it?"

The ancient murderous intent drifted from Jian Changsheng's eyes. He said flatly, and at the same time, he locked his thumb against his index finger, as if to flick away dust, and tightened it hard toward Sun Bumian below!

The sound of thunder in the void rang out at this moment. Jian Changsheng's finger, with veins popping, was like a bowstring pulled to the limit, suddenly flicked out!

[Asura] Path, Third Rank—Thunder-Stifling Finger.

Crack—!!

Blood-colored thunder flashed in the sky behind Jian Changsheng, weaving into a hideous spider web. The power, compressed to the limit, exploded exponentially as the finger flicked out. The air twisted and made a sharp explosion, directly shattering most of the lion dance palm!

Under this terrifying power, Sun Bumian held the lion dance headgear in one hand and fell to the ground like a meteorite, his ring-pupils behind the small round sunglasses looking at Jian Changsheng in mid-air with great surprise.

Thump!

Amidst a dull sound, dust on the ground flew up.

Jian Changsheng landed back on the ground immediately after. After a cold snort, he walked straight toward the shattered pit in the earth... But the next moment, he suddenly froze his footsteps.

"...Where is he?" Jian Changsheng looked at the empty pit, his brows suddenly knitting tight.

The sound of a roaring train came from the side. Jian Changsheng, as if sensing something, turned his head sharply to look.

He saw train cars speeding along the tracks, and on the cables above the train, a young man in a Tang suit was standing as if he had no weight, gently pushing up the small round sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

"...Familiar murderous intent." Sun Bumian muttered to himself. "I always feel... like I've seen it in a dream before?"

"He's not really hurt?"

Jian Changsheng saw Sun Bumian's breezy appearance, and his brows knitted tighter. He took a deep breath, as if he had made some kind of decision, picked up a sharp iron rod from the side of the road, and held it in reverse, aiming it at his own body.

"Since that's the case, I can only use the dom..."

Hum—!!

Before the last word "ain" could be spoken, Sun Bumian snapped his fingers gently, and a burning lion dance flew past from the side, biting Jian Changsheng's body like a cat with a grasshopper, and crashed into the top floor of a luxurious and atmospheric hotel!

"Such a dangerous thing, you'd better not use it." Sun Bumian's mouth curled up slightly. "A violent maniac should go deal with other violent maniacs..."

……

At this moment,

Top floor of the hotel.

A lion dance shook its head violently outside the window, smashing a figure through the glass and throwing him into an empty room that looked like a conference hall.

Jian Changsheng rolled on the ground several times and finally stabilized his figure. Before he could even curse Sun Bumian for not playing by the rules, the next moment, tall black shadows surrounded him from all directions...

"Who are you?"

More than a dozen auras of the Strength Divine Path rose up from the surroundings!!