Super Gene - Chapter 1170

Chapter 1170




Seeing Han Sen walk towards the fourth floor, Qiu Ping chose to follow .

Han Sen asked around for the entrance that would take him to the prestigious fifth floor, as that was his next destination .

But suddenly, Qiu Ping appeared before him to bar his path .

"You really are going to the fifth floor, aren't you?" Qiu Ping said .

Han Sen nodded, and told him, "How else am I going to learn the truth? I need to go there if I aim to receive the answers I am looking for . "

"Okay . Then take this strike!" Qiu Ping brought out his sword with an alarming amount of calmness .

It was an unsettling calmness, full of the tension that preceded a storm .

Han Sen did not think Qiu Ping was as good as he believed himself to be . Han Sen had encountered other humans before who had opened their gene locks through the assistance of spirits . They were much weaker than humans whose strength had been unlocked through deeds of their own .

Qiu Ping had opened eight gene locks through spirit geno points . That meant his true strength was equivalent to someone who had opened seven gene locks by themselves . But that was at best; it was likely he was even worse than that . This is what Han Sen had previously believed .

But Han Sen's opinion changed when he saw Qiu Ping draw his sword .

Qiu Ping was an elite of the truest sense . Seeing how he drew his sword, Han Sen was able to tell how strong he was .

Han Sen used his Dongxuan Aura to give Qiu Ping a scan, but he was unable to feel Qiu Ping's energy flow .

Qiu Ping's lifeforce was like an ocean, deep and unpredictable .

The next second, Qiu Ping's sword blazed with a glaring flare of light . It was a display of that ocean inside him .

And when the sword was out, the ocean inside him changed .

As Han Sen watched all of this unfold, he was shocked . He had been witness to many strong attacks in the past, and while Qiu Ping's performance was not as beautiful as Yi Dongmu's, it possessed that same lethal and cunning edge .

It was like smelling a rose and waking a lion that slumbered in your heart .

Qiu Ping's casual strike looked plain . It was a deceptive facade, though, one that sought to mask the true strength of the strike beneath a veil of weakness .



But this plain attack, if you looked closely, looked like a horizon-spanning ocean .

If it was a sharp sword coming his way, Han Sen could block it . If it was a bomb, Han Sen could dodge it . But this was an ocean, and it was too much to comprehend and avoid .

Han Sen was curious what kind of man could wield an attack such as that .

If Yi Dongmu's strikes were full of cruelty and stubbornness, then Qiu Ping's strikes were ones that had experienced a tumultuous lifetime, carrying every emotion under the eye of the sun .

Facing this strike, this was the first time Han Sen did not know what to do .

No matter what power was used against someone, there was always a viable counter or solution to negating what it sought to do .

But this attack, for the first time ever, seemed flawless . Han Sen could not think of a way in which he might avoid it .

Qiu Ping's move did not have a consistent theme, and it changed whenever it sought to, like the rolling of the tide . To create something such as this, a person would have had to have gone through a lot .

This attack gave Han Sen a feeling he had almost never felt before .



Ever since he received the Dongxuan Sutra, Han Sen had possessed the powers of near-flawless prediction . He very much loved it, being able to tell what was to come .

It wasn't perfect . One had to be well-versed in its teachings and practice with it a lot to become proficient, but even still, it could not predict everything . After all, the man who created the Dongxuan Sutra was unable to predict he'd die in the First God's Sanctuary .

If people wished to control the world, they had to have control over themselves first .

"Am I doing well?" Han Sen saw this strike, and all of a sudden, every inch of his body was a reflective fraction of a mirror .

Katcha!

In that moment, Han Sen felt a chain break inside his body . He had managed to open the sixth gene lock of the Dongxuan Sutra .

"I have always thought too much about what my opponents can do . I never take the time to think about what I myself am capable of . " Seeing the strike come towards his face, Han Sen received a sudden boost of clarity and vision . All the hesitation he was experiencing was gone .

The moment he was going to get hit, he used his finger to stop the sword .

In the fraction of a second, the hurricane of emotion stopped . The ocean that swelled, bubbled, and boiled with a watery rage was quelled . Qiu Ping was done .

In shock over what had happened, Qiu Ping put his sword away .

Han Sen brought his finger back down as if nothing happened .

"You are looking for a king spirit," Qiu Ping said and left .

Han Sen looked at him strangely . The woman that had caused all this commotion was a king spirit; it was difficult to believe .

Qiu Ping should have known Zhang Yuchen would not have been able to do anything to a spirit who was that powerful . Perhaps he had pretended not to know, all so he could save his life .

Han Sen thought he might have given up more than Zhang Yuchen had . He had not said anything, just swallowed it all this time .

Qiu Ping had told Han Sen that she was a king spirit so Han Sen would question whether or not he really wished to proceed on his current course .

After that strike he had witnessed, Han Sen was able to see right through Qiu Ping . Qiu Ping now also knew that Han Sen had what it took to handle himself going forward .

"Interesting . I'm keen to see who this Smoke is . How did she make Qiu Ping like that?" Han Sen wondered, as he approached the entrance to the fifth floor .