I'm not a drama god

Just as Jian Changsheng was ready to attack, the assassin narrowed his eyes and took a step back.

"There may be some misunderstanding between us. I don't mean to offend...you continue."

Jian Changsheng froze on the spot.

Before he could come to his senses, the assassin slipped into the dark street and disappeared in a flash, as if he had gone far away.

Jian Changsheng:?

Jian Changsheng, who was planning to have a fight with the assassin, felt like he had punched cotton and suddenly felt empty in his heart... He never expected that the assassin was so afraid of fighting. Back then at the Comet Hotel, this guy failed to assassinate the young master once, but he still dared to fight him head-on.

How come after he failed in the assassination attempt, he just left?

Am I too strong now?

Jian Changsheng hesitated for a moment, but did not choose to chase him. On the one hand, his mental strength was almost exhausted, and on the other hand, he had a more important goal for revenge...

Jian Changsheng turned around and was about to say something, but when he saw the empty street in front of him, his expression suddenly froze.

At some point, Sun Bumian's figure disappeared.

Jian Changsheng:? ? ?

You know, in his current perception, even the [Assassin] path cannot be completely hidden... But when he turned around, Sun Bumian disappeared just like that?

How did he do that?

On the deserted street, Jian Changsheng's chest heaved violently. The anger that was about to be vented suddenly accumulated in his heart, and he almost had a heart attack.

"Damn it...are you two in the same group?!"

Jian Changsheng became angrier the more he thought about it, and he stomped his foot hard on the ground!

boom--! ! !

It was like a meteorite from outer space smashing into the earth. The horrifying shock wave caused the ground to roll and splash like liquid. Dozens of buildings around it collapsed with this kick, and billowing dust rose up.

After releasing a little of his anger, Jian Changsheng took a deep breath and slowly exhaled...

He shook his head helplessly.

Both enemies had left, and Jian Changsheng no longer consumed his own mental energy. As [Inferno] gathered, the murderous aura behind him gradually dissipated, and the increased strength added to him also disappeared without a trace.

After the domain was lifted, Jian Changsheng felt relaxed, and his mind, which had been filled with anger, calmed down... and was replaced by fatigue that surged like a tide.

"The consumption of this field is really not small..."

Jian Changsheng's face turned pale, and his limbs felt weak as he prepared to find a place to rest. But just as he took a step, a sharp cold light suddenly emerged from the void behind him like a ghost and attacked the back of his neck!

In the blurry darkness, the assassin's silhouette was outlined again!

The assassin who had left long ago unexpectedly came back at this moment, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. He was like an extremely patient hunter who pulled out his shotgun when his prey was at its weakest!

As an [Assassin], he naturally would not let his prey go easily. Although this Jian Wubing was not the "Jian Wubing" he was looking for, this guy posed too great a threat to the later fight for the [Tongtian Star Position], so he must find an opportunity to get rid of him.

He had just seen that Jian Changsheng's domain would not last long, so he temporarily avoided the edge and hid far away to look for the right time to attack... After all, without the blessing of the domain, it would be easy for him to assassinate a Western-level person with his fifth-level strength.

And now is the time when Jian Changsheng is at his weakest!

The assassin's fingertips pushed open the gap in time, and the dagger with a flashing cold light reflected Jian Changsheng's astonished expression and quickly approached his pupils!

Jian Changsheng's pupils suddenly shrank!

Om-! !

Almost at the same time, a figure flashed across the earth at a speed that was almost flashing!

The murderous dagger stopped at the moment it was about to touch Jian Changsheng's pupils, and a strong wind blew across their faces...

The black and red Tang suit danced lightly in the darkness. A hand was like an iron clamp, holding the assassin's wrist in mid-air. Behind the small round sunglasses, a pair of eyes with rings embedded in them were as deep as the abyss.

When he saw the figure clearly, Jian Changsheng's eyes were full of disbelief.

"It's you? Why are you…"

"So, why should we fight to the death?" Sun Bumian turned his head and smiled at Jian Changsheng. Under the small sunglasses, he looked cynical. "I almost killed you once, and now I saved you again... Isn't this even?"

Jian Changsheng stood there in a daze.

The assassin looked at Sun Bumian in front of him, his eyes full of surprise... You know, he didn't leak out a trace of breath just now, and his sword even cut through the gap of time at an incredibly fast speed.

And this seemingly unreliable young man in front of him could not only follow his movements, but even grabbed his wrist? !

"Who are you?" the assassin asked in a deep voice.

Sun Bumian pondered for a moment and answered seriously:

"Idle person."

"?"

Sun Bumian grabbed the assassin's hand and turned it flexibly. At the same time, he lowered his body slightly and struck between the opponent's ribs with a lightning-fast strike. The hem of his Tang suit was vibrated by this extremely fast movement, making a slight thunderous sound in the air!

Snapped--!

The surprise in the assassin's eyes became more and more intense. He turned into a residual shadow and retreated backwards. Sun Bumian's palm almost brushed his chest. In a flash, the distance between them quickly widened!

Sun Bumian was not annoyed. He just calmly put one hand behind his back, held the beads in front of his chest with the other hand, and looked at the assassin with a smile.

The assassin seemed to have noticed something.

He glanced at Sun Bumian's eyes, then looked at his wrist which was easily grabbed when he had just torn open the gap in time... His expression was extremely ugly.

"The human realm is truly home to hidden dragons and crouching tigers." The assassin said in a deep voice, "They are all Western-level, but their methods are more mysterious than the other... I underestimated the talents of the world."

This assassin, who had been training silently for several years in seclusion, had failed many times since he came to the Tianshu Realm...

Moreover, among those who caused him to fail, several were from the Western rank.

He is at the fifth level, a rare owner of the [Assassin] path in this era, an absolute young prodigy, but now he can't help but start to wonder whether he has the qualifications to stand out among the younger generation.

The assassin was silent for a long time and then let out a long sigh.

He seemed to have lost interest in fighting with Sun Bumian. He put the dagger back into his sleeve, looked at the two of them deeply, then turned and walked away.

"What happened to him?" Jian Changsheng raised his eyebrows in confusion as he watched the assassin leave. "Just now he looked like he was going to kill me, but now he's leaving without saying a word?"

"He..."

Sun Bumian pushed up the small round sunglasses on his nose, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"He's broken."