Near noon, the two people and the cat arrived at the Maple City Pier Port, dragging their luggage.
Xue Wan ignored the cooler weather, dressed in a summer outfit and a sun hat, and said happily:
"Finally, I have to go back to Sunny City. I really miss the instant noodles cooked in the pot at home."
Xue Jing was beside her, looking around and said casually, "It's just instant noodles, what's the difference?"
"Hey, wok smell, do you understand wok smell? I can't explain it to someone like you who doesn't know how to cook." Xue Wan waved his hand.
Xue Jing touched his chin and said with a smile: "Then you must remember this sentence."
The cat was sitting on his shoulder, licking its paw.
Because he was worried about the Lion Saint Cult, Xue Jing always brought the cat with him even when he went out in the past few days, and never let her out of his sight.
Previously, Ning Fengwan had forced the Snake Killing Elite out for Xue Jing to use, so he couldn't use this ability for a while, and it hasn't recovered yet, so his current combat effectiveness is very weak.
Xue Jing's eyes were as fast as lightning as he scanned the surroundings.
Anyone who is passed by his gaze will feel inexplicably cold, with the hair on their body standing on end.
From the time he arrived at the port until now, he has carefully scanned almost all the people coming and going at the dock, but he did not find anyone who looked strange.
"Am I overthinking it?"
He pondered.
At this time, he glanced to the side.
This was a completely unintentional glance, and it would be basically impossible for an ordinary person to notice anything.
But Xue Jing possesses a skill called [Aiming], and its level is as high as Lv9.
With his extraordinary vision that far exceeded human limits, he leapt over countless intersecting figures and transparent windows, and in a tiny gap smaller than the size of a mosquito, he noticed something was wrong.
On the railing of a platform leaning against the coastline, two tall men wearing black scarves and thick furs around their necks caught his eye.
The incongruous figure and movement, like that of a ferocious cat standing upright, made Xue Jing almost instantly certain that this was a member of the Lion Saint Sect.
After thinking about it, Xue Jing squatted down, put his hand on the concrete floor, exerted his strength, and scratched with his fingers.
Silently, he dug out a cement stone of suitable size from the ground.
"I, the Stone-Throwing Immortal, am about to return to the arena."
He whispered.
…
Chapter 176 Throwing Dragon Star Cluster, air-to-ground crushing bombing! Supersonic electromagnetic cannon!
Xue Jing took the stone and tossed it in his hand, thought for a moment, and said to Xue Wan:
"Sister, I'm going to do something and buy some oranges. You stay where you are and don't move."
Xue Wan raised an eyebrow and said, "Don't think I don't understand. You are a younger brother for one day, and you will be a younger brother for the rest of your life. Do you still want to upgrade? No, I won't stay where I am. I'm going to get on the boat."
She dragged her suitcase towards the boarding gate, paused, then turned around and said, "Be careful."
Xue Jing smiled and nodded.
After Xue Wan left, the cat squatting on Xue Jing's shoulder blinked its emerald pupils and said:
"Have you found the people from the Lion Saint Cult?"
Xue Jing hummed and held the stone in his hand:
"Let's go, let's solve this trouble."
After saying this, he inhaled and exhaled his strength, using Canglong Ruyi to display pure soft power. With a step, he disappeared from the spot almost instantly. None of the passers-by noticed his departure, it was silent and without a trace.
…
On the railing of the platform by the sea, two tall, hunched figures stood on the slender railing with their feet as if they were walking on flat ground, showing an excellent sense of balance.
Due to their heavy weight, the iron railings were slightly bent by their steps.
"Bazeb, they are already at the dock. I have seen the holy object. When do we start?"
The secret envoy of the Lion Saint Church named Belilu asked in an irritated tone.
His right hand... or should I call it his right claw, grasped the stone pillar supporting the railing next to him. With just a squeeze, the hard stone pillar was easily crushed by him like a cake.
"That damned woman is simply blaspheming the holy relics. She has obtained the power of the Lion God and transformed into such a perfect form, but she is willing to act as a harmless house cat..."
"This is an insult to the War King's wild aura!"
"Calm down, Belilu." Bazeb beside him said in a calm tone.
"I'm angry too, but now is not the best time."
"Since they are going to take a boat, then we can follow them on board. We won't have any worries if we take action at sea... This is the best choice."
"Patience, we must be patient... The War King is the god of victory, and patience is also a part of achieving victory."
"By the way, where is the little snake?" asked Bazeb.
Hearing this, Belilu scratched his head in embarrassment.
"We have found the holy relic... I just thought that little snake was useless and wanted to eat it as a snack."
"It turned out that he could shed his skin... and he ran away."
Bazebu said angrily: "You bastard!"
In order to change the subject, Belilu quickly waved his hand and said, "Wait a minute! The man named Xue Jing seems to be missing!"
"It doesn't matter. They will get on the ship eventually. Just keep an eye on the boarding gate."
…
Xue Jing did not go directly to cause trouble for the Lion Saint Sect. Instead, he put on ordinary glasses and walked around.
Soon, his eyes lit up and he spotted a small, deserted beach just below the edge of the pier.
Due to being covered by the rise and fall of the tide all year round, a lot of marine debris has been washed up on this small beach. In addition, uncivilized passers-by and tourists litter everywhere, and the place is hidden and inconvenient to clean, so it has almost become a garbage dump and emits a strange smell.
Xue Jing stood on a black reef not far from the beach. Maomao frowned slightly, covered his nose with his right paw, and said:
"What are you doing here?"
Xue Jing smiled and said, "Prepare the ammunition."
"Huh?" Maomao asked in confusion.
He didn't explain, but with a thought, there was a crackling sound of electricity above his head, and two beautiful dragon horns made of solidified silver lightning appeared above his head.
"Oh? This is your new ability..." Maomao looked curious.
She suddenly felt her paws itchy.
The snake-killing vanguard on strike seemed to be stimulated by something and looked like it was about to grow back.
Xue Jing didn't know how the cat felt, so he stretched out his hand towards the small beach full of garbage.
"Pip—"
Thick silver lightning extended from his palm and hit the small beach, but did not cause any damage.
Fine electric currents passed through everything on the beach, and everything touched by the current slowly floated up and hung in the air.
Soon, all the garbage on the beach was floating in the air, each separated by a certain distance and arranged quite neatly, like an army lining up waiting for inspection by its leader.
“… Is this the Dragon Thunder that can affect gravity?”
Maomao exclaimed.
"It seems fun..."
"Do you want to play too?" Xue Jing smiled and stretched out a finger towards the cat on his shoulder.
A silver lightning shot out from his finger and hit the cat, turning into a fine electric current that kept moving on her fur.
The next moment, the cat broke away from Xue Jing's shoulder and floated in the air.
“Wait…wait a minute!”
The cat's eyes widened in shock, its fur stood on end, and its four paws flapped in the air as if it was drowning.
It took her a while to get used to the feeling of weightlessness floating in the air, and she was curious about experiencing the real meaning of flying.
Controlling the cat to fly around, Xue Jing turned his head, looked at the garbage floating in the air, and began to select "ammunition".
"Hmm... this glass bottle is nice."
"A nail enchanted with tetanus, good stuff."
"Huh? Why are there steel bars..."
“… Why are there dead pufferfish on the beach?”
…
After Xue Jing finished picking, he controlled the cat and put it back on his shoulder.
“… Is this the ammunition you were talking about?”
Maomao looked at the dozens of hard objects floating around Xue Jing... Among them was a thick trunk that was more than three meters long and belonged to an unknown tree.
Each floating object was tied by a silver lightning like a chain, and the other end of all the chains extended to Xue Jing.
"We're ready. Let's go."
Xue Jing smiled, and a silver-white thunder feather belt bloomed from his body. He instantly floated into the air, carrying a bunch of things with him, rising to a height of hundreds of meters.
At this height, the entire Fengcheng Port and even the entire Fengcheng came into his sight.
Naturally, the two people from the Lion Saint Church who were standing on the platform railings were also seen clearly by him.
"Well, first of all, the greeting gift."
Xue Jing stood in the air, looking down, tossing the stone in his hand, and the pupils of his eyes turned into dark golden vertical pupils.
—The eyes are flowing.
"You are the first to experience this trick..."
Xue Jing took a deep breath, and a strong true dragon was born in his body, roaring like a dragon, and then shattered into two, taking shape as he wished.
The blood was ignited and began to boil, the muscles were compressed and gathered with tremendous strength.
The tornado thunder and the shaking star fire merged into one.
Then—the power of the twins, activated!
Xue Jing clenched his palm, and the stone in his hand was crushed into countless tiny pieces of gravel. He focused his eyes and made a baseball throwing gesture towards the two people from the Lion Saint Sect below.
"Thunder Flame Boiling Cauldron..."
"—Dragon Star Group!"
With such tremendous force, Xue Jing threw countless tiny pieces of gravel in his hand fiercely to the ground!
“Swish, swish, swish, swish—”
Countless pieces of gravel whistled and rushed down like raindrops!
Each tiny piece of gravel rolled up a spiral of white air waves, carrying extremely fierce force, rubbing against the air, causing its own temperature to rise, and it began to heat up and turn red, just like a meteor shower coming from outer space.
One of the two Lion Saint Cult members who were talking seemed to have noticed something, and instinctively looked up, then his pupils contracted to the extreme.
"Belilu, run!"
He shouted immediately.
However... it was too late.
Hundreds of small pieces of rubble carrying spiral air waves completely covered the platform where the two were standing.
“Bang bang bang bang bang!!”
It was like countless artillery shells falling to the ground. Every small piece of gravel hit the ground with a loud bang, and holes of varying sizes, about five to ten centimeters in diameter, burst out on the concrete floor. The entire platform was covered with potholes in an instant.
The two members of the Lion Saint Cult, who were the main targets, only had time to use their arms to block their heads.
“Puff, puff, puff—”