Super Zoo-Chapter 667 - 657: Four Seasons Formation_2

The young Ninja, though feigning an attack on Suming, took a half-step forward for his true target: Su Meng, stepping out of the combined attack formation with the three others and drawing closer to Su Meng.

Su Meng didn't discern his true intent, but he possessed a beast-like keen combat intuition.

No matter who your target is, since you're closest to me, I'll take your life first!

A dead man can't target anyone, it's as simple as that!

The young Ninja, in his eagerness to achieve merit, took an extra half-step forward, delivering his life into the hands of Su Meng's fist and simultaneously disrupting the nearly perfect Four Seasons Array.

A young sprout that doesn't receive enough rain and sunlight in the spring fails to develop properly—how can it be expected to grow into a bountiful stalk of grain?!

With the death of the young Ninja, The Four Seasons Array cycled from formation, persistence, destruction, to void—never reaching full maturity before entering its final void stage.

The formation is broken!

But the men are still here!

The remaining three Ninjas, indeed well-trained, did not pause an instant due to their comrade's death and the breaking of the formation, instead, they unhesitatingly switched to individual combat and launched themselves at their foes!

This time, all three went straight for Suming!

Suming was the real target!

Su Meng's punch, as violent as a cannonball, made them realize that this big fellow was not just a hunk of brute strength but that even the three of them together might not be a match for him!

The only opportunity now was a desperate attempt to kill the seemingly weak Xiaobai!

This Xiaobai was clearly the big man's boss; once he was truly in danger, the big man would surely protect him!

That would be when the big man exposed his weakness!

It was their only chance of victory or survival!

The three moved staggered, attacking Suming from different directions.

Su Meng's long arms meant he could cover the distance of two steps in one, and the three Ninjas chose different attack directions specifically to overwhelm him!

The Ninja who was closest to Su Meng flashed a look of resolution in his eyes as he thrust his knife fiercely towards Suming's chest!

From their first day as Ninjas, they were continuously taught: to achieve their goal, they could sacrifice everything!

Being closest to Su Meng meant certain death for him!

But if his life could create even the slightest opportunity for the other two, his death would have value; he had to die!

He didn't hesitate; he resolutely embraced death.

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And so he died, struck in the midsection by Su Meng's kick, his frail body folding like a sheet of paper before being sent flying.

While still in the air, life had left him, his body like a piece of torn cloth, hanging in the treetops, fluttering in the wind.

Shoo shoo shoo...

Several cold stars ripped through the air, whistling towards Suming's face!

At such close range, these oddly shaped darts, conforming to aerodynamics and thrown with ninja expertise, were as deadly as bullets from a gun!

Even if Su Meng were twice as fast, he wouldn't be able to get there in time!

Even if he could block them, it would only be with his flesh and blood.

And flesh and blood cannot stop these darts!

"Thick-Faced Divine Skill!"

Suming roared, and a layer of transparent spiritual power shield suddenly emerged on his face.

Two Phantom Energy Storage Spheres activated at the same time!

The darts, upon making contact with Suming's face, seemed to hit a quagmire and abruptly halted.

Time appeared to stand still!

The sharp end of the darts was imperceptibly close to Suming's face!

Six darts appeared to have pierced Suming's face, yet they couldn't penetrate even a fraction of an inch!

Thick-Faced Divine Skill, one layer from the Rhino's hide Phantom Energy Storage Sphere and another from the Armadillo's bone Phantom Energy Storage Sphere!

If there were a contest for the thickness of the skin, Suming's facial thickness at that moment would surely rank him number one in the world!

Even a real bullet would have been powerless, let alone a dart "as deadly" as a bullet?

The Ninjas had iron wills, but they were still human; faced with the supernatural phenomenon, the dart thrower faltered momentarily.

And so his chest met with Su Meng's fist, caving in.

Between the rise of a rabbit and the fall of a hawk, of the three Ninjas who attacked Suming, only one remained.

But reality is not like writing, where one can describe the ninjas attacking from three directions separately. In fact, the actions of the three men occurred simultaneously.

Therefore, the third ninja's blade had already pierced Suming's chest.

Leaping high like a great bird, Lingkong with a knife in both hands, the tip aimed directly at Suming's heart!

That knife, combined with the momentum of the ninja's leap, the weight of his body, and the strength and skill of his arms wielding the blade, would be unstoppable by Suming even if he were clad in thin steel plating!

The ninja's blade is no common piece, for each is the work of master craftsmen, treasured swords passed down through generations, some with histories of several centuries. To say they could cut through metal and jade might be an exaggeration, but their sharpness is beyond doubt.

A Phantom Energy Storage Sphere with the power of a tiger's roar activated.

"Get lost!" Suming's eyes widened, and he let out a thunderous roar.

The sound of a tiger's roar and a dragon's chant together!

The fierce tiger, lord of the forest, with a single roar, brings all beasts to submission!

Tigers, in terms of combat prowess among beasts, are not the strongest! Lions are no weaker than fierce tigers, and creatures like elephants and giant crocodiles are even mightier!

However, the fierce tiger is the undisputed king of all beasts.

For it is born with the air of a sovereign, and beneath its roar, all creatures feel a chill in their hearts.

Suming learned to mimic the roar of a tiger from one in a zoo, but despite practicing until his voice went hoarse, he managed only a form that seemed similar. It sounded quite alike, but was far from the divine likeness and lacked the imposing air of a tiger's roar. Apart from the volume, it could scare no one.

Due to the different structures of organs, humans could never truly master the tiger's roar.

But the Phantom Energy Storage Sphere could.

A tiger's roar!

Due to the intense concentration of his spiritual power, even a black 'king' character faintly appeared on Suming's forehead.

The ninja, suspended mid-air, his dagger already at Suming's chest, could even feel a slight resistance against the hilt.

With just a bit more force, he could plunge it into the chest of the man before him!

Suddenly, an incomprehensible Chinese word echoed in his ears!

The sound was deep, forceful, not particularly loud, but it struck him like a heavy hammer, repeatedly smashing into his body.

With the first blow, his eardrums vibrated, and he felt dizzy;

With the second, his heart raced, and his blood surged chaotically;

With the third, his liver and gallbladder trembled, and his limbs turned numb;

With knife in hand, suspended in mid-air, but he had already lost control over his body, a profound fear stemming from his very core spreading throughout his entire being.

He felt as if what was before him was not a human, but an ancient beast from primordial times, capable of devouring him whole at any moment!

Facing such an irresistible force, the well-trained ninja could not gather even a thought of resistance, let alone contemplate begging for mercy.

Submission, only submission, instinctive and without hesitation.

With a roar that commanded, the ninja was struck dumb and spiritless.

The blade's tip stopped at Suming's chest, then, along with the ninja, plummeted straight downward.

But this fear was fleeting, for as fierce as the tiger might be, it couldn't make a human fear for a lifetime with just a roar.

It couldn't last even a second!

After a moment of stunned shock, the ninja gritted his teeth and thrust fiercely into Suming's abdomen.

But the blade only pierced through the clothes and then could advance no further, as if it had struck a slab of iron.

A faint cry!

From Suming's embrace, a white shadow darted out, topped with a dazzling red spot!

In less than a second, the bewildered ninja fell, his strike precisely where Suming had tucked Xiao Hong.

The dagger struck right upon Xiao Hong's beak.

This incident provoked Xiao Hong's ire.

The Crested Ibis Xiaohong, a little creature that couldn't even catch fish, so meek it was frightened by small foxes, stood undaunted before a human.

The Crested Ibis Xiaohong's long beak pecked fiercely at the dagger.

With a "ding", a crisp sound, the century-old fine steel dagger was pecked with a small hole!

Following that, with a flash of red, Xiaohong landed on the ninja's head and, with a swift downward peck, struck the crown of his head.

The human skull, the most resilient part of the body, was as fragile as tofu before Xiaohong's beak.

The ninja's head split open, with a deep hole, into which Xiaohong's beak—half the length of a ruler—had pierced.