Super Soldier Super Soldier Chapter 253

Chapter 253: Gao Fei Vs. White Hair

After Lil Bei missed his target, he leaned on a giant tree, but barely, because one of his legs was broken.

He looked at this man in disbelief. He thought he had the perfect timing, when his foe believed that he could choke him to death. That was the moment when Tulay was less vigilant.

Lil Bei had not expected that this perfect timing, the one he had been waiting for so long, failed him. Was it because of the difference in their strength?

Tulay's facial expression was the same the whole time. He stared at Lil Bei and said, “You must be wondering how I knew that you would strike me that moment.”

Lil Bei grinned, “I'm really curious. So can you tell me?”

“You're still smiling. I'm surprised. Since you want to know the reason, I will tell you,” Tulay said in a low voice, “I've killed too many people since my childhood and I've seen the ugliness in humans. I know what a person will do when he knows that he will die soon. You're a tough guy. Men like you would never wait to be killed. Then there was only one possibility–that was you would try to kill me when I slacked off.”

Lil Bei sighed, “You are a discerning man.”

“Of course. A drowning man would try any means to grab at a single straw, even though he knows it's impossible for him to survive. It's a human's basic instinct of survival…”

Before Tulay finished speaking, he suddenly gasped, because Lil Bei moved. Though his footing was unsteady, he rushed towards Tulay. Tulay thought Lil Bei would be running from him, not keep fighting him. And Tulay had decided to give his opponent a quick death. But he had not expected Lil Bei to lunge at him again.

Could it be his scheme?

Tulay took two steps back and dodged Lil Bei's first two strikes. But Lil Bei kept attacking as if he didn't care about his life anymore. This was what Tulay never expected.

Finally, Tulay moved. No matter how hard Lil Bei tried, he was still one level away from his foe. Plus he was seriously wounded. Tulay nullified Lil Bei strike instantly, then he sent Lil Bei hurtling backwards.

Tulay moved again, vanishing from where he just stood. Then he appeared behind Lil Bei, his palm aiming for the back of Lil Bei's head.

He calculated that Lil Bei would fall to the ground, roll sideways and parry his attack. But in the meantime, Lil Bei would have no chance to fight back. Tulay believed that he could kill Lil Bei within three moves.

However, what happened next astonished Tulay again. Lil Bei did not choose to parry. Instead, he turned around and let Tulay's palm hit on his chest, which almost sank because of the impact. But Lil Bei grabbed Tulay and held him like a python with his hands and legs. Neither his hands nor legs could deliver a strike. But he opened his mouth and bit his foe's neck, with all his strength. His teeth ripped flesh apart from Tulay's neck. Blood began gushing out from his throat.

Tulay flailed his hands with his eyes wide open, trying to pull Lil Bei away from him. But no matter how hard he tried, he could not.

“H… How?”

Tulay still looked emotionless as blood gushed out from his throat. There was no fear in his eyes, not even panic.

Knowing that Tulay would die soon, Lil Bei loosened his grasp, then Tulay's body slumped on the ground.

Tulay covered his neck with his hands while looking at Lil Bei, expecting an answer.

Lil Bei's voice was faint. He had taken numerous crazy blows before and Tulay's last palm attack nearly shattered his heart and veins. Though he survived, he was seriously injured.

Smiling, Lil Bei said faintly, “I surmised that you wouldn't think I would turn around and fight back. Because if I turned around, I would most likely be killed. You have seen many kinds of people, most of which will try any means to survive. They all fear death. It's reasonable because it's human nature.”

“That's why I suddenly turned around to fight. You would never have guessed that because I will most probably die.”

“You must be wondering why I chose to put my life at risk. Am I not afraid of death? Of course I am. But there are things more important than life, like my promise to my captain. White Hair hurt him, so I swore to him that I'll vent my anger for White Hair on the opponent I'm about to fight. I will make him die a painful death.”

“To achieve that promise, I will do anything, even if it costs me my life!”

Tulay struggled to shake his head. Finally he spoke, “I've never met anyone like you.” Then, he could not hold back the blood in the throat. It erupted from his throat. Finally he fell on the ground, his body shaking, his eyes becoming lackluster. But the calmness on his face remained even in death.

He was indeed not an ordinary man. If Lil Bei had not killed him, he was destined to become someone more formidable.

Lil Bei suddenly wondered why this man never knew fear even till the very end.

Maybe because he had killed too many people. The cruelty he learned in Africa made him realize that sooner or later he will die. So why not spill more blood before that time came?

But it was merely his assumption. He did not know what Tulay thought on that matter.

Meanwhile Gao Fei was standing in front of White Hair.

White Hair asked, “Who will win, in your opinion?”

Gao Fei replied calmly, “A small difference can invert the situation. So I can't guess.”

“Right, that's not our concern. The real battle here lies between you and me. If I died, you can easily kill my two companions, given your superior strength. But if you died, no doubt your friends will be killed by me. Hence, it seems that their fate is in our hands.”

“Oh, right,” White Hair grinned, “Lord Envoy, I have always wondered how strong you are because Mr. Buddha always spoke highly of you. I never expected to have the chance to test your strength so soon.”

“But he still underestimated me, otherwise he would not have sent only you.”

White Hair was taken aback for a moment, then he guffawed, “You mean I'm not your match? Do you know who I am? I'm one of the Eight Buddhist Generals!”

“I know.” Gao Fei said calmly.

White Hair laughed insanely, “Good. Then I must have a clearer understanding of the power of the demon's envoy!”

“Understanding? That's unnecessary,” Gao Fei said calmly, “Just go to hell.”

Gao Fei moved, leaving his afterimages along the track. He suddenly appeared in front of White Hair, his fingers arched like a claw, aiming for White Hair's chest. However, when his hand was a dozen centimeters away from his foe, it hit on a solid shield projected by White Hair's Gang-strength.

White Hair gave a sinister smile, “I'm not that easy to kill.” But soon the smile on his face curdled. Gao Fei's palm penetrated the shield that surrounded his foe, like cutting a piece of tofu. Then his palm hit White Hair's body.

The blow sent White Hair hurtling backward and tumbling to the ground in spite of mastering the Refinement of Steel Body. He spat a mouthful of blood. He looked up, his eyes wide as he propped himself up on his elbows.

Gao Fei looked at his palm dissatisfied. “No wonder you have been focusing on exterior martial arts. You have moderate success in the refinement of your physical body. Normal people can't possibly do any harm to you, let alone kill you.”

White Hair picked himself up, wiped the corner of his mouth as if the wounds were nothing to him. Yet his eyes were vigilant when he looked at Gao Fei now. “You are stronger than me?” He asked in disbelief.

“Yes.” Gao Fei answered placidly, “You're at the middle stage of Gang-strength. It's not easy to achieve.”

“What about you?” White Hair asked.

“The pinnacle of Gang-strength.”

Gao Fei indeed had reached the pinnacle of Gang-strength, the same level as Lord Long.

White Hair looked at Gao Fei in great disbelief. Allegedly there were only two people on earth who were beyond the level of Gang-strength: one was Mr. Buddha, the other was Mr. Dragon, who were the two Masters of the Dark World. Gao Fei had reached the pinnacle of Gang-strength, which meant that he was the mightiest martial artist in this world, except for the two Masters.

This meant he had reached the Transforming Realm.

White Hair suddenly patted his chest and stared at Gao Fei with vicious eyes, “Make or break. One of us will die today.”

Gao Fei grunted. There was a hint of sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth.

Right after White Hair finished speaking, Gao Fei suddenly disappeared again. When he reappeared, his hands were grabbing White Hair by his arms and slamming him to the ground again and again, with great force.

White Hair's body was nearly as hard as steel. Gao Fei felt like he was hitting a giant piece of iron. The scene seemed terrifying, but actually White Hair was almost unharmed.

Being slammed on the ground, again and again, White Hair felt dizzy because of the pain all over his body. He was about to faint, though his body was hard as steel.

When Gao Fei lifted his foe again, he decided not to slam White Hair on the ground again. Instead, he loosened his grasp and kicked his foes in his left chest. White Hair opened his eyes wide as he howled out of the pain. Then he slumped on the ground.

Chapter end