Volume 2: The Growing Flame Chapter 15: Free Hunter

Huh~Hhu~Hhu~!

When Xing Jinglei returned to the hotel suite, he had collapsed on the carpet, his chest heaving violently and gasping for breath.

"Do you know what a cannon punch is?"

"What is a cannon fist!"

" It's a cannon punch!!!"

These words were still ringing in his ears.

He could not forget the scene in which the powerful man with a blurred face punched out and blasted a big hole in the white clouds in the sky.

This is the cannon fist!

but,

The cannon fist was not only aimed at the sky, but also at him.

In that ancient martial arts arena, he withstood terrible pressure and punched out again and again without stopping.

He also endured the punches from the man with a blurred face.

Even though it was much weaker , it still fell on him like a cannonball, raising smoke and dust all over the sky and causing the ground to crack.

Xing Jinglei thought he was going to die. Even with the weakened version of the cannon punch, he couldn't withstand a single punch, let alone one punch after another, ten punches, a hundred punches, or even thousands of punches.

God knows how much he has endured.

He went from being frightened at first, to being surprised that he was still alive, to being unable to resist the machine, to being furious, and finally allowing his body to move on its own.

A long, long time passed.

Maybe half a month or a month.

It could also be half a year or a year.

When Xing Jinglei returned to the hotel suite, apart from still breathing, his eyes were lifeless, as if he had been severely abused... or maybe not as if.

After an hour or two, the light gradually returned to his eyes.

I struggled to sit up and looked down at myself. I realized that although I was tired, there was nothing missing from my body. And...

Xing Jinglei clenched his fist slightly and swung it forward.

Crash——

A strong gust of wind blew out, making a whistling sound.

The cannon fist that he learned in the martial arts field before, it seems, as if... he can use it!

Of course, it is far from the level of that martial artist with a blurred face, but he is very sure that this is the cannon fist. Maybe one day, he will be able to reach the level of that martial artist, where his fist can disperse clouds!

Xing Jinglei's pupils became hot.

After a long while of excitement, he gradually remembered what happened before... Oh, that's right, before entering the martial arts arena, that mysterious voice rang in his mind again.

[You are the chosen one.]

That voice is following me?!

But, He seemed to have given Himself power?

Although this gift... I still shudder when I think about it now.

Xing Jinglei propped himself up and changed his posture. He felt that he needed to be quiet.

…

Xing Jinglei discovered that there were "abnormalities" in his body three years ago.

At first, I could only vaguely sense something strange and unusual.

But I just felt something was wrong, I didn't see anything.

He thought there was something wrong with his mind, until one time, he felt as if his breath was being choked, and he struggled hard, seeming to tear something off.

Since then, he could vaguely see some "dirty things".

My whole world view has been opened up.

Xing Jinglei kept asking around and attacking from the side, but he didn't find any of his kind. There were actually very few of those "dirty things" who could be vaguely seen as a light black outline.

At that time, he tried to look for it deliberately, and specifically went into some dark places, but sometimes he might not find one even after a month.

Until, starting a few months ago, these things gradually increased.

The monsters that others avoided had an inexplicable attraction in Xing Jinglei's eyes.

He discovered that killing these "dirty things" could occasionally bring about changes in himself: his strength increased, and his hearing and eyesight became clearer.

Once, his body underwent a drastic change. After experiencing a life-and-death ordeal, he seemed to be reborn and became completely different.

Later, he found out about the changes in his body, which was called awakening.

He also embarked on the path of a strange and evil hunter.

After awakening, Xing Jinglei became much stronger. Ordinary Guiye could not even withstand a punch from him. However, Xing Jinglei did not give up. He became more careful.

The more you understand, the more you discover the horror lurking beneath reality.

He used to go around everywhere, which was really rash.

It was pure luck that I survived.

As a ghost hunter, his motto is that he can only spend money if he is alive.

When he heard that voice yesterday, Xing Jinglei did not hesitate and immediately gave up hunting and returned to the town where he was resting.

I couldn't sleep that night, and the next day I felt uneasy, so I took a car and fled as soon as the sky was bright.

I'm just afraid that I'll be targeted by some powerful evil.

Although, he had never met or heard of any talking evil spirit.

"I have already fled to Yunlingzhou City, so I should be safe now."

"Ghosts are chaotic in nature, and they will not give me power."

It’s not that there aren’t any. Some cults use power as bait, but that power is poisonous.

This time it was different. An unknown existence gave him extremely powerful power across a vast space and time.

Cannon punch!

With just two simple words and ordinary moves, Xing Jinglei seemed to have opened up a new world.

This is a completely new way of circulating life energy!

What wisdom this is!

Granting him power from a distance, what a great power it is!

Would a person who possesses such great power covet his 200 kilograms of flesh?

Xing Jinglei's eyes gradually became hot.

This might be my own adventure!

He wiped the red wine that spilled on the ground, tried to make his face calmer, put on a warm expression, and then asked in his heart.

Once, twice, three times.

Just like last night, there was no response, but he made up his mind and continued to inquire seriously.

What is a fire bearer.

What he needs to do.

Is there a price to be paid?

This was the question he really wanted to know.

Even if it was a fortuitous encounter, he didn't believe that there was any power that could be obtained for free.

After a while,

The voice sounded again, unexpectedly gentle.

[Just like what you are doing now, hunting down evil spirits.]

[But the opposite of power is responsibility. You have to take on more responsibilities, stand at the forefront of resisting darkness as a torch fighter, and plant the light of hope.]

Xing Jinglei understood.

He had once been recruited by the Yunling State Investigation Bureau, but the special investigator who recruited him was too weak and couldn't even withstand three of his punches.

A weakling also dares to recruit him, ha!

What's more, the benefits of the Investigation Bureau are far inferior to what he would get as a ghost hunter. Not only can he take on missions, but he can also get materials from ghosts and ghosts. In just a few months, he has accumulated a considerable fortune.

Freedom and money.

This is the life Xing Jinglei wants.

He wants to be the strongest and richest evil hunter, and a free hunter!

"Yes, I will be a flame bearer and light up the eternal night, tonight and every night!"

Xing Jinglei stood straight.

His face was so warm and sincere that he even believed what he said.

…

"letter?"

"Xing Jinglei is a wild awakener and an experienced evil hunter . It is impossible to convince him to shed his blood with just a few words."

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, as long as you take action."

"There is still a long way to go. As a person chosen by fate, he will understand one day."

"It's worth it that after I taught him the Cannon Fist, I also kept forcing him to take training cards."