I will eventually become a divine being through accumulating constantly

Not to mention the two Heretic God abilities she had acquired, her physical abilities had also been greatly enhanced, embodying the agility and strength of the Cat Goddess.

Finding a gap that the staff failed to notice and using her light-body skill to scale the cruise ship was nothing but a simple task for her.

"Woo—"

The sound of a steam whistle came from the sea, and Xue Jing turned his head to look. A massive black and white cruise ship was parting the vast waters and heading towards the dock.

"Alright, we'll regroup on the ship."

Miao Miao said, and then her tiny figure vanished in an instant, moving so fast that no one knew where she had gone.

Xue Jing didn't mind but picked up his phone to check the ticket inspection time again, then he opened his camera and took a photo of the massive incoming cruise ship to send to his sister, Xue Wan.

...

What Xue Jing didn't notice was that not far from him in the dock's warehouse area, several figures were hiding in a dark corner of the wall, secretly watching him.

"Are you sure? Is that person really Xue Jing from Hidden Dragon Dojo?"

One of the figures, a large bald middle-aged man, asked in a low voice.

"It's definitely him. That pretty boy look is unmistakable," replied a thin young man with long hair.

"What do we do, big brother?"

The bald middle-aged man pondered for a moment and said,

"Go to the Golden Wind Dojo, notify Zhao, and take those 'guys' out of the basement."

The thin young man exclaimed,

"Ah? Are we using guns? That doesn't sound like a good idea."

The bald middle-aged glanced at him and said indifferently, "That Xue Jing is a dangerous person who can defeat our junior brother alone… Zhao might not be able to handle him, using guns is the only way to ensure nothing goes wrong."

The thin young man looked worried, "But using guns will break the rules, and the Public Security Bureau..."

"We can't worry about that now," the bald middle-aged man said sternly.

"These past few days, those from the Hidden Dragon Dojo have been causing trouble daily. Our master and the senior brother are severely injured. Zhang and Chen are in the Inner Ring. Su's whereabouts are unknown, and now we don't know what's happening... "

"Our Golden Wind Dojo has come to such a state in just a few days."

"This Xue Jing is Li Qi's most valued disciple. As long as we can capture him, the Hidden Dragon Dojo will have to compromise... "

"Go on, take out all the 'guys.' This is a rare opportunity; we'll finish this in one fell swoop!"

...

There was still some time before the ticket inspection, so Xue Jing, having nothing else to do, bought a bowl of Kanto stew and a portion of fries at the convenience store at the dock entrance. He walked to the seaside railing, where he stood enjoying the sea breeze and view while eating.

"Ga— Ga—"

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Seagulls circled and squawked above, apparently noticing the food in the young man's hand and casting menacing glances his way.

"Swoosh—"

A seagull dove from Xue Jing's blind spot toward the fries in his hand.

It was a habitual offender, adept at stealing fries, rarely failing in its endeavors.

However, the young man seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and just as the seagull's talons were about to touch the fries, he moved them away.

Following the first seagull's failed attempt, the rest immediately swooped in to try to snatch the fries by force.

The sound of fluttering wings was incessant as Xue Jing found himself surrounded by dozens of seagulls, encased in their midst.

"Scram."

A flash of silver-white passed through Xue Jing's eyes.

The tone was not harsh, and the voice wasn't loud, merely the soft command to "scram."

All the seagulls stiffened, their chaotic squawks coming to an abrupt halt.

They then panicked as if encountering a savage beast, frantically flapping their wings as they scrambled away from Xue Jing.

"Ah!"

Some passersby, hit in the face and body by the frantic seagulls, couldn't help but let out frightened screams.

Black and white feathers scattered everywhere, and, as if nothing had happened, Xue Jing coolly skewered a fish ball on a wooden stick and popped it into his mouth.

After finishing his snack, he dusted off his hands and took hold of the Crouching Rabbit Sword attached to the handle of his luggage.

He began leisurely to unfasten the ropes of the Crouching Rabbit Sword.

Normally, weapons would not pass security, but he was a U19 elimination game contestant and thus had certain privileges.

As long as he handed the sword to the staff for safekeeping after boarding, carrying it onboard was permitted, and he could retrieve it after disembarking.

"Speaking of which, South City is the territory of Golden Wind Dojo, almost forgot that,"

Xue Jing, holding the Crouching Rabbit Sword, turned around and looked towards the opposite warehouse area.

Countless colorful containers were lined up, Xue Jing's eyes slightly squinted as he looked at the desolate opposite side, seemingly noticing nothing unusual.

But the faint sense of danger that had emerged in his mind stubbornly lingered.

"Bang—"

A gunshot rang out, Xue Jing's pupils contracted.

In his field of vision, a steel bullet rapidly approached him; even with his dynamic vision at that moment, he could barely see it clearly, only perceiving a blurry line.

"Clang!"

Instinctively, Xue Jing swiftly drew his sword, positioning the blade in front of him.

The bullet grazed the sword's edge, splitting into two.

Xue Jing did not hesitate to open his panel, and immediately applied the unselected Twin Lifes active effect to [Instinctive Intuition].

[Now Activated: Physical Strength, Action Speed, Physical Defense, Instinctive Intuition]

The speed of the bullet, faster than the speed of sound, was something he couldn't react to at the moment.

He could only rely on instinctive intuition to make predictions.

The next moment, dozens of figures emerged from behind the containers in the warehouse area.

Each person was holding a firearm.

Most were various models of handguns, but there were also a few with long-barreled guns that required both hands to hold.

Xue Jing could not identify what kind of guns they were, when the sound of "Bang bang bang bang" of gunshots exploded incessantly.

Dozens, hundreds of bullets were fired at him simultaneously.

The pedestrians around screamed in terror and scattered in all directions.

Xue Jing then stamped his foot on the ground and disappeared from his spot with great speed.

Steel bullets hit the ground, railings, and benches.

Some buried into them, others ricocheted, causing a mess where Xue Jing had originally stood, with stone shards flying everywhere.

"To use firearms within the city areas... that's quite bold."

Xue Jing's eyes slightly squinted, just as he was about to circle around and launch a surprise attack, a figure rapidly sprinted towards him.

It was a very tall man, about twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old, with a goatee, dressed in a meticulous black suit and leather shoes.

His gaze fixed on Xue Jing, his stern face showing anger.

"Die!"

With a loud shout, the man extended his palm in a 'Piercing Hand' posture, thrusting towards Xue Jing.

The fingertips rubbed against the air, actually making the hissing sound of a sharp object slicing through air, and faintly forming a sharp white cone at the fingertips.

Xue Jing immediately recognized it as a technique from the Golden Wind's White Rainbow Sword.

"Aiming for my abdomen, not planning to kill me... I see."

In a flash, Xue Jing understood what the other party planned.

"Really underestimated me."

"Dare to come close to me while I'm armed with a sword?"

Xue Jing gripped the handle of the Crouching Rabbit Sword, his pupils tinged with silvery white.

Spiral indentations appeared on his hands, extending towards his fist.

The compressed spiral power poured into the body of the Crouching Rabbit Sword, causing it to tremble slightly and emit a buzzing sound.

"Heavenly Sabre·Whirlwind Thunder—"

"Boom!"

A thunderous roar out of nowhere, a silvery-white spiral tornado of sword light whistled towards the man in the suit.

The sharp white Piercing Hand met the spiral sword light tip to tip, and after a brief standoff in midair, clang—

"Ah!!"

A scream, the man was blown back, the spiral sword light penetrated his palm, starting from his fingers, a deep spiral wound spread upward, directly gouging out the flesh of his entire arm, hanging tattered on the bones.

Meanwhile, Xue Jing had somehow already appeared beside him, plunging a sword into his abdomen with a plop, the silvery white blade passing through his body.

"Between the unarmed and the armed, there exists a high wall."

Xue Jing looked at the man's widened eyes, his tone flat as he spoke.

...