903: Chapter 151: Mariti Frontier Ranking_3 903: Chapter 151: Mariti Frontier Ranking_3 If I could only kill ten a day, it would take a full ten days to finish.
Could Zhu Bijing, whose cultivation was entirely wasted, endure for so long?
Stepping on the Qingyun Mark, he hastened along the way.
Soon, he rushed to the targeted location and, with the aid of Hidden clothes, lurked in hiding.
It was still the strategy of using Sea Beasts to attract attention, Red Mirror’s illusionary body to ambush, and the Shen King Pearl to enhance the illusions’ might, compelling the target to be forced to respond.
Only then did Jiang Wang leap forward, revealing himself and directly shaking out a gray, dusty rope to touch the target.
The sound of a dragon’s chant rose sharply as the Capturing Dragon Rope directly bound the targeted Sea Clan mber into a bundle.
Without a word, Jiang Wang grasped Longing upright and pierced it directly into the adversary’s head.
The sharp Sword Qi instantly minced the insides of the targeted Sea Clan mber.
Jiang Wang casually searched but found nothing of value and walked away.
Ten steps one kill, affairs done, cloak swirling!
When attacking a single target, using the Capturing Dragon Rope was not necessarily more useful than the Eight Sounds Annihilation; the latter was an Instantaneous Dao Art imprinted within the second Inner Mansion, more convenient, inherently lethal, and didn’t require a follow-up sword strike.
But the Capturing Dragon Rope had an advantage that the Eight Sounds Annihilation couldn’t match—it consud almost no Path Origin.
After all, the Eight Sounds Annihilation was a high-class, top-tier Dao Technique.
Even with Jiang Wang’s robust Path Origin, he couldn’t afford to use it without restraint.
In long, sustained combat, naturally, it was more appropriate to use the Capturing Dragon Rope as the opening move.
Jiang Wang silently weighed his options and rushed to the next location.
Continue to ambush and assassinate.
He continually summarized his experiences, constantly modifying his assassination plans, striving to determine the most efficient and most successful assassination strategy.
He had also tried striking imdiately upon arrival, but the adversaries were Commander-level Sea Clan mbers with strong vitality and all had the backing of their Sea Master true forms, making instant kills difficult to achieve.
It seed like setting up an ambush took a bit of ti, but it saved significantly on engagent ti and energy.
All in all, it was definitely more efficient.
In such relentless battles, he gradually found that unique sense of being a lone assassin, where each strike ant certain death.
No wonder the Yamas of Hell Has No Door were so powerful, continuously focusing only on killing their adversaries year after year, definitely honing their most unique and effective thods of murder.
Even combatants of equal strength might not be their match.
Take Jiang Wang himself, for instance; while he had been through countless battles and slain innurable foes, not every fight was intended to end in the death of his opponent.
Relatively speaking, he was far from being as precise in seizing that razor-thin chance to kill as those like the Yamas of Hell Has No Door, who constantly walked the edge of life and death.
To be more precise, faster, with less expenditure.
Throughout the entire hunting process, Jiang Wang continuously raised his demands on himself.
At the sa ti, he drove those Sea Beasts further away, into more remote and perilous wildlands.
Only in those places could he encounter sufficiently powerful Sea Clan mbers.
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The red-eyed frog leaped through the air.
“Monster!”
Opposite was a large, pitch-black fish clothed in sharp, thin scales, with an outward bulging bone chair atop its head, upon which sat a thin, pointy-faced, eyebrow-less mber of the Sea Clan.
Although this bone chair appeared to be ford from the bones of the fish itself, it was clearly cultivated by the Sea Clan postnatally.
Otherwise, evolving a bone chair on its head would be aningless for survival.
Thus, this long-scaled black bone fish must be a mount specially cultivated.
Being able to cultivate mounts in scale and batches is a sign of a stable force; it also validates that this thin Sea Clan mber ca from no ordinary background.
Unlike the bald Sea Clan owner of the red-eyed frog, who had to hang a vine chair between the frog’s horns himself.
But at the pointy-faced Sea Clan mber’s angry rebuke, the red-eyed frog leaping toward him beca stiff in mid-air.
The next mont, countless spikes made of congealed blood burst forth from within!
The blood within the red-eyed frog’s body, from inside out, instantly turned it into a porcupine, dead beyond dead.
Clearly, this pointy-faced Sea Clan mber possessed an Innate Divine Ability related to the manipulation of blood.
Far away, Jiang Wang didn’t say a word and directly dispersed the Spirit Stealth Snake, driving the remaining Sea Beasts to turn around and flee.
His goal was to quickly kill a hundred Commander-level Sea Clan mbers to cleanse his sin, not to challenge formidable enemies to refine himself.
The rules restricted it such that the opponent had to be within the Commander level, but the weaker, the better.
Yet this individual riding the long-scaled black bone fish was at least an Interdiate Stage Commander-level Sea Clan mber.
So Jiang Wang did not hesitate; he didn’t even bother to reclaim the Spirit and Soul Power controlling the red-eyed frog and simply changed his course and left.
These hundred Sea Beasts were his eyes released into the world and his prepared line of alarm to aid himself.
Strike upon the weak, flee from the strong.
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(Two chapters combined, no more tonight.
rry Christmas, everyone!)
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