C43 There Won't be a next Time

There's no next time.

A fierce flame exploded in an instant, accompanied by a powerful shock wave that engulfed Wang Qian.

Although Liu Hao had used up a lot of his explosives, he still had half a backpack of explosives. The impact from the explosion in this 500-square-meter stone chamber could be imagined.

Boom! *

When the fire disappeared, the three people who subconsciously hid behind the sarcophagus heard a loud sound, it was the sound of Wang Qian being smashed against the wall.

"Brother Qian!?" The monk scrambled over and helped Wang Qian, who was in ragged clothes and a jet-black face, up.

"Cough, cough!" His internal organs seemed as if they were about to shift positions and faint as if they were about to collapse at any moment.

However, Wang Qian immediately woke up as if he heard a dull ringing sound. However, he still felt pain all over his body.

Wang Qian swallowed the sweetness in his throat and said anxiously, "Let's go, the tomb is about to collapse."

Liu Hao had detonated several explosives in a row and used a tyrannical method to open up the way to the main tomb. However, at the same time, he also caused an impact to the structure of the tomb. In addition to the last explosion, the stones on the ceiling had begun to fall.

Han Feilin and Zhou Shen also rushed over. Seeing Wang Qian in a sorry state, but with bright eyes, they sucked in a breath of cold air.

"He doesn't even die?"

It had to be known that that was an explosive. At such a close distance, just the instantaneous burst of temperature was enough to roast a person. Yet, Wang Qian was still able to stand up, he didn't seem to be in any serious trouble.

This guy … Was he really not a human?

"Cut the crap, hurry up and go." Wang Qian pulled the monk and ran towards the passage.

"But the passageway has been blocked by a stone door!" Zhou Shen followed and shouted.

"Let's run first!" How could he have time to think so much at this moment? Wang Qian wished that he could grow four legs.

He raised his speed to his fastest, and soon, he arrived at the entrance to the tunnel. The stone door was still there, but the sounds of collapsing could be heard from behind him. The entire tomb was shaking violently, and it wouldn't be long before the entire place collapsed as well.

"What should we do?" Zhou Shen, who had caught up, subconsciously treated Wang Qian as his backbone.

"What else can we do? Charge out!" Wang Qian pushed the monk away and activated Pure Yang Infinite Technique.

Wang Qian's muscles and bones were crackling. If the light was bright, one could see Wang Qian's skin turning red quickly, as if he could get up at any time.

In fact, Wang Qian was almost on fire. He activated the Yang Energy that he barely used, causing the strength of his body to soar in a short period of time. This was the most basic technique within the Pure Yang Infinite Technique.

But at the same time, the activated yang energy also caused the yang fire to burn up.

But at this time, he could no longer afford to weigh the pros and cons.

When his aura reached its peak, Wang Qian let out a low roar that sounded like the roar of a wild beast. His entire body shot out like an arrow leaving the bowstring, but his real speed was comparable to a cannonball.

The tightly clenched fist was like an iron hammer, bringing with it an unparalleled force as it smashed against the half meter thick stone door.

Boom!

Wang Qian heard the sound of his finger bones shattering. Fortunately, the stone door in front of him shattered and was penetrated by his iron fist.

"What the f * ck!" Zhou Shen, who was behind him, was completely dumbfounded.

"Monk, you go first!" Wang Qian grabbed the monk and threw him away, then shouted at Zhou Shen: "What are you standing there for, wait for your death?!"

Only then did Zhou Shen react and ran out right after the monk. The reason why Wang Qian stayed behind was because Han Feilin was already lying on the ground. His face was covered with sweat and he was breathing heavily.

"I-I can't do it anymore. You can leave." Han Feilin's entire body went limp. His intense fatigue made him unable to care about anything else.

Wang Qian thought about it for a while, then grabbed him and put him on his shoulder. At this point, the shaking of the tomb reached its most intense point, and the passageway began to collapse …

"Ah!" When Wang Qian ran out of the second passage, he already saw the monk in front shouting crazily and rushing forward without caring about anything else.

Beside them, boulders large enough to turn a person into a biscuit were pressing down one after another …

The South is a sentimental place.

The rainy season was depressing, and a few months of gloom had overshadowed the hearts of all the people. And in the middle of the summer, with the sun shining brightly in the sky and the rain blowing violently in the next second, the sky would change its expression as if it was flipping pages of a book.

It was not easy to reach the East Autumn season. From time to time, it would rain for a long time, continuing all the way until the beginning of spring.

It had begun to rain again today, and the wind was billowing the clouds, trying to crush the tall trees that grew well in the mountains. The dense rain was like a hail of bullets, hitting his face and causing a piercing pain.

"Brother Qian, how's your hand?" In the hotel, where the shower had turned wet, Zhou Shen spent five thousand yuan to shut up the owner of the hotel. He didn't want to pursue the matter of them being dirty as if they had just returned from a war. At this moment, Wang Qian had changed into clean clothes and was lying on the bed with a palm-sized flowerpot.

The monk came in with a plastic bag of baked sweet potatoes.

Wang Qian put down the flower pot, clenched his bandaged fist and nodded: "It's nothing serious, I should be fine after a few days of rest."

After the Pure Yang Infinite Technique reached the first and second stage, Wang Qian's healing ability also improved quite a bit. In addition to the ointment he had concocted himself, it only took him a day to move his fingers.

As long as he did not use too much strength, it would take him at most a week to recover.

The monk put down the sweet potato. He and Wang Qian were the only two people in the room. Han Feilin and Zhou Shen lived next door. The monk looked at the direction of the door and whispered, "My senior brother didn't say anything, but that Master Han seems a little strange."

After escaping from the tomb, Zhou Shen and Han Feilin looked at Wang Qian weirdly. After all, the ability that Wang Qian had shown was not something that a human should possess.

Who could block a bullet? Who could be alive and kicking in such a close range of explosions? Who could shatter a half meter thick rock with a single punch?

He did not want Zhou Shen and Han Feilin to be too curious about him. After all, the [Pure Yang Infinite Technique] could not be made known to the world so early, and they did not have a close relationship with the monk.

The sound of sirens outside the window, coupled with the sound of the rain that was almost about to shatter the glass, sounded urgent and irritating.

"This is not a good place to stay. Tell your senior brother that we'll leave today."

"Alright …"

That afternoon, after the rain stopped, the four of them went to the train station. Zhou Shen had booked a ticket for everyone on the internet.

"Leave your portion with Monk. When we return, be careful not to leave too many traces." Zhou Shen instructed as he looked at Wang Qian with a strange expression.

He was curious, respectful, and hesitant to speak.

"Mhmm, if I can't sell it, I'll just look for you." Wang Qian said a few polite words and was about to enter the station with the monk when he was stopped by Han Feilin.

"Master Wang, this is my card. If there's anything I can be of use in the future, feel free to instruct me. " Han Feilin smiled, a little courteously.

"This …"

Seeing Wang Qian's awkward expression, Han Feilin explained: "You saved my life and also have a skill that is higher than mine, so no matter what, I have to repay you right? Just treat it as giving me face? "

"Then... "Fine." Wang Qian accepted it in the end. If he wanted to stay in feng shui realm well, Han Feilin would definitely need it.

When the two of them entered the station, Zhou Shen was still shouting, "Brother Wang Qian, I'll come look for you again when I have work to do!"

Wang Qian replied without turning his head, "There won't be a next time."