At that time, Shi Gaofei's gaze was very strange, and his serious tone made Lao Tian take it seriously.
"This third trait is more like the biggest weakness of Bloodthirsty Evolution! And fortunately, according to my analysis of Chen Xiao's blood, his Bloodthirsty Evolution ability still possesses this weakness! I think that although his strength has greatly increased, if you can make good use of this weakness, it is not impossible to defeat him."
Old Tian's expression changed immediately, and he stared at him, asking, "Why didn't you mention this earlier?"
Shi Gaofei had a very complex smile on his face at that time, a smile that seemed rather profound.
"Hey Tian, don't you understand this? This is a weakness! It's Chen Xiao's weakness!! Knowing this weakness allows us to use it against Chen Xiao! The more people who know this weakness, the more dangerous it is for Chen Xiao!" Shi Gaofei's gaze was sharp as a knife: "I won't harm him, and I believe you won't harm him either! But others... Hmph, I don't trust them!"
Upon hearing this, Lao Tian was suddenly jolted awake and stared intently at Shi Gaofei for a long, long time.
Shi Gaofei's voice was cold, and seemed to carry a complex and profound meaning.
"With Chen Xiao's current special abilities, in my opinion, he's simply the most unique contradiction ever!" the mad scientist said with a smile.
"Because of this peculiar weakness, the further he progresses, the greater its impact becomes! Therefore, theoretically speaking, he could almost be considered the strongest superhuman in the world! But because of this weakness, he is also the weakest superhuman in the world!"
Is it the strongest at the same time, and also the weakest?
What does this mean?
Shi Gaofei glanced at Lao Tian's astonished expression, then whispered something in his ear...
Chapter 241 [The Gathering of Five Stars]
After Lao Tian rushed into the woods, he chased for a while, but only caught up with Prince. Lin San was nowhere to be seen.
"Why are you alone?" Old Tian glanced at Prince, who smiled faintly. His injuries hadn't fully healed, and his face was still somewhat pale. Hearing Old Tian's question, Prince's tone was a little strange: "That guy with the sword seemed to be burning with anxiety. How could I stop him?"
He paused, then, as if on purpose, glanced at Lao Tian and said, "You don't seem to be in a hurry at all?"
Old Tian snorted, "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and chase after them. Lin San is too impatient. If he runs into Chen Xiao first, he might suffer." Indeed, Lin San felt like he had a fire burning inside him.
His original name was Lin Kunlun. In his younger days, he roamed the world, a heroic figure like a chivalrous knight-errant. He was extremely proud and arrogant, and throughout his life, he had never met his match. In his heart, the only one who could ignite his competitive spirit was the legendary General Tian, who was also hailed as a martial arts legend.
As an S-rank powerhouse, he naturally had great confidence in his strength. He hadn't suffered any losses in the previous battle between the four S-rank powerhouses.
Before setting off, Lao Tian and Prince repeatedly reminded him to be careful of Chen Xiao's strength, exaggerating Chen Xiao's current strength to an almost supernatural degree, which inevitably made the proud Lin San feel rebellious.
It wasn't that he was stubborn and conservative, but he had seen Chen Xiao before and knew Chen Xiao's strength very well. Even if he had that "blood-devouring evolution" ability, how could he have gone up against the heavens in just a few days?
Even if Chen Xiao has evolved into an S-class, would the mighty Third Master Lin be afraid of him?
In this world, Master Lin has never seen an opponent who can defeat him head-on.
So, as soon as he entered the forest, he unleashed his fastest speed without holding back, completely disregarding his companion Prince beside him. The S-rank experts had just fought to the point of near-total injury, and although they were cooperating with minimal effort, there was hardly any real teamwork between them.
Lin San's rebellious spirit had been stirred up, and he was determined to chase after Chen Xiao alone and subdue him with his sword. "You all raved about him like he was some kind of god. Once I, Master Lin, have captured him single-handedly, let's see what you have to say then."
There was another hidden thought in his heart: any expert like him would never admit defeat. In the previous melee between several S-rank powerhouses, all four were injured. It was a draw, with everyone evenly matched; no one gained an advantage, and no one suffered a significant loss. In a way, that melee was a free-for-all with no winners.
However, Lin San couldn't help but have this thought in his mind: Prince had already been seriously injured by Chen Xiao, and General Tian seemed to be extremely wary of Chen Xiao's current strength. If he could defeat Chen Xiao first, wouldn't that prove that he, Lin San, was superior in skill?
Even a reclusive master like him, who had lived in seclusion for many years, still harbored a competitive spirit. His usual seclusion in his courtyard wasn't out of humility, but because he simply couldn't find a single worthy opponent. He was a proud man, and felt no desire to compete with those insignificant individuals. But now, facing several S-rank experts of similar strength, Lin San's heart immediately burned with fervor.
He moved with lightning speed, always one step ahead, already racing at full speed. Finally, after crossing a hill, he saw Chen Xiao ahead.
"Chen Xiao. You are Chen Xiao..."
Poseidon's eyes widened, and after exclaiming several times, he suddenly clutched his head, a look of pain on his face: "What... what's wrong with me? Why do I seem to forget so many things..."
For these S-rank powerhouses, the abilities of Japanese Onmyoji might be considered inferior, but Onmyoji were most adept at research in the spiritual realm. Abe's hysterical incantation before losing consciousness fully activated his black banner, a "magical artifact" crafted by Onmyoji—essentially just a way to store energy. However, this special ability was precisely the best key to unlocking the mind.
Once the shackles that have bound your mind are opened even slightly, everything that has been locked away will instantly spill out.
Poseidon felt as if countless consciousnesses had sprung up out of thin air in his mind. The memories stored in those consciousnesses immediately filled his head, like a tangled mess of weeds, making it impossible to distinguish any particular order for a moment.
She couldn't remember so many things herself, but her clearest thought at this moment was that the person in front of her was Chen Xiao. That was the one thing she was absolutely certain of.
The erased memories seemed to suddenly return. Although chaotic, after racking his brains for a while, he finally managed to piece together a clue: he vaguely remembered fighting with several powerful guys in a chaotic battle. In the end, everyone was injured, and he and Chen Xiao were kidnapped by a guy with white wings. The guy with white wings gave Chen Xiao blood to drink, and then Chen Xiao became what he is now.
Although there are still many questions I can't understand, these few memories are clear.
Having regained his memories, the Sea God was initially overjoyed, but then he was startled. Chen Xiao before him seemed to have turned into a statue, completely silent, and he had no idea what was going on.
She pushed Chen Xiao twice, but he remained standing there stiffly, which made the Sea Goddess a little worried.
She hesitated for a moment, just about to pick Chen Xiao up and lay him down.
Suddenly, the sea goddess turned around abruptly. The commotion coming from the distant jungle startled her. She immediately turned around and stared intently into the depths of the forest.
Lin San slowed down his pace a hundred meters away and then walked over step by step.
Although he was proud, he was not reckless. Although he did not believe that anyone in the world could easily defeat him, he was not so arrogant as to underestimate Chen Xiao's strength.
Before the big battle, Lin San was still quite cautious.
He slowed his pace, walking steadily without moving too fast or too slow, but with each step, he subtly adjusted his breathing. With each step, the flow of energy within his body became increasingly smooth.
"It's you?!" Poseidon looked at Lin San in surprise as he walked out of the woods.
She had regained some of her memories and recognized the man who had emerged from the forest. He was one of the three men she had fought before.
Moreover, Poseidon clearly sensed the growing aura of his opponent as he approached, step by step. With each additional step, the aura grew stronger.
Seeing this imposing posture, Poseidon immediately made a judgment: the guy approaching in this manner was clearly not just passing by.
When Lin San was about twenty steps away, he stopped and slowly gripped a sword in his hand. His previous slender short sword had been broken in the previous battle. Now, however, it was unknown what materials Shi Gaofei had used to forge and fuse the broken sword back together.