Soaring of Galaxia Chapter 1
Note: In the title, "Galaxia" can be literally translated as "Xinghe", which is the name of the main character.
Xinghe was a name synonymous to a legend.
This name only popped up a few months ago, but in just a few months of time, it quickly went viral. With the use of his extraordinary skills and expertise, this name rose to legendary heights!
Surrounding the name of "Xinghe", a lot of hot topics quickly popped up around the globe.
On the Internet, as soon as the name "Xinghe" appeared, it immediately occupied the top spot of the search list on Baidu . In the daily search volume, this name had maintained its top position, and the next most popular topics were miles behind.
At the same time, the name Xinghe was also on the watchlist of many countries around the globe. A few countries even directly put "Xinghe" into the blacklist, treating him as a highly dangerous character.
The same name, in just a period of six months, had also readily become the hottest topic in the underground billboard. Countless large and small underground organizations have placed bounties in the thousands on the name of "Xinghe".
For a time, this name had become synonymous with seemingly endless amounts of cash. It had become many assassins' plan on making it big, but the bounty pages being picked up by the hopeful criminals one by one, were also returned one by one….
Not surprisingly, these people had failed.
No matter who took down the bounty pages, those who attempted to kill Xinghe only had two outcomes.
The first result was unfortunate: they found Xinghe but not one of them could return in one piece.
The other result was even funnier: they could not even track down the whereabouts of Xinghe, but more ironically, this incompetence was rather lucky compared to the first result!
Constantly chasing with continued failures, it finally shocked the entire underground world and piqued the interest of the number one underground organization that dominated the underground world—Blood Rose. This organization was, without a doubt, the no. 1 of the world's underground organizations. They were famous for accepting only the most expensive single-kill missions that were worth five billion dollars!
In the hundreds years of history of the Blood Rose, they had chased and killed more than a hundred thousand people. Moreover, in the past, the only people who managed to escape their clutches only amounted to three!
Such a nearly miraculous success rate gave its clients the confidence to believe that this would be the end of the story. Although giving away five billion US dollars was very painful, but to finally be able to sweep this "Xinghe" maggot into the historical books, it was all worth it.
Blood Rose had set Wu Xinghe's assassination as their top priority for they were attracted by the largest reward in history. They sent seven of their top agents, and these seven masters, without exception, were all from the organization's "top ten ace killer team".
This mission was also ranked at the SSS level, which was equivalent to a super-level task in the underground world.
Seven aces, each of them had their own specialty such as sniper rifles, stealth, disguising, close combat…
Overall, all of them had unique skills than other killers. In the field of assassins, they were supreme aces, and their existence was like the existence of a BUG. And this joint attack of the seven masters showed how much significance Blood Rose had put into this case.
This super prize record that washed away the previous historically most expensive prize set off a great uproar in the globe's underground world; its shocking strength was equivalent to a nuclear bomb's detonation!
W University's campus appeared to be romantic, especially in the early spring.
In a quiet corner of the campus, a twenty-five years old youth, Wu XingHe, who was a second-year Masters student at W Graduate School, sat alone on the small slope. He was enjoying the wonderful morning as he leisurely watched a group of pigeons playing on the grass. His facial expression was peaceful but serious.
As if all the hustle and bustle of the world had nothing to do with him, as if the moment had stopped, and fixed itself into a timeless and peaceful scene.
Suddenly, Wu Xinghe's face changed. The smile that was hanging on his face suddenly disappeared.
Instead, he became serious. Originally, he only seemed to be an ordinary person. Then, he stood up like a javelin, giving off an enormously steadfast aura, like a mountain with networks of rivers flowing down the slope.
"The moment has finally come."
Then, the pigeons were abruptly alerted as they flapped their wings. They were startled and wanted to fly, but they were trapped by an invisible boundary. As soon as these pigeons rushed past a certain point, they fell onto the grass as if shocked by electricity.
Sou, Sou, Sou!
Six hadows shot from different corners and surrounded Wu Xinghe. Each of them had peculiar appearances. Three of them were obviously descents of European and American, and as for the remaining two, one of them had an oriental face dressed in a ninja outfit, and the other one wore a black cloak that covered his entire body, only exposing his pair of eagle-like eyes, giving off an atmosphere of mysteriousness.
"Mr. Xinghe, we finally found you," the black cloaked person spoke in a hoarse voice.
Wu Xinghe's eyes immediately noticed a flirtatious flower in the appearance of a rose soaked in blood, painted on the chest of the black cloaked person.
"You are?" Wu Xinghe restored his previous leisure attitude, as if the five dangerous characters before him were just five wooden dummies.
"We want to clear some unfinished business with you," The black-caped old man said lightly.
"Mr. Xinghe, on May 25th, 2012, the British Museum was robbed and hundreds of pieces of Chinese cultural relics were stolen. You are the culprit, correct?" the black-caped old man asked.
Wu Xinghe smiled faintly: "That's' right, out on the street, sooner or later you must pay for it. That batch of cultural relics were originally robbed by those robbers from Yuan Ming Yuan, I went to get them back, fair and square, what is wrong with this?"
The black-caped old man nodded. However, he did not dare to weaken the momentum as he asked: "Then you are also responsible for turning the British elite singer, Malchea's body black, right?"
Wu Xinghe did not deny; he just spoke with a smile: "That guy should feel ashamed. He said that Chinese people are a second-class race. He thinks he is a higher-class just because he was born with white skin? That is easy, I just painted him with a layer of black paint. But it was a special paint, so he can never wash it away."
"Well, it seems that you did not intend to repudiate. Clearly, you are the one that secretly filmed the love affair between M country's female politician and her subordinate, right?"
"Do you think it has anything to do with me when that slutty woman seduced man? But how could she disregard the basic morals and forcibly twist emotions to meet someone she should not have? Did you not know that those bald vultures she met had tried to split the Chinese territory for decades? According to my character, I should have killed her. However, since we are peace lovers, if violence can be avoided, then the less action the better, wouldn't it?
Each time he admitted something, the more dignified the expression of those five people became. Indeed, they could see that this young man was their strongest rival for his ability to maintain such a relaxed state of mind.
The black-cloaked old man took a deep breath and said: "one last question. R country's military leader had committed suicide by hanging on the beam. The police also analyzed that it was murder not suicide. Coming around, this matter is probably not unrelated to you, right?"
Wu Xinghe laughed. "You mean that military general who was fatter than a pig? That's right, I killed him. That guy had a pig face, and each day, he never stopped talking nonsense. It hasn't been one or two days since I've seen him eye to eye. This time, he dared to speak about conquering the Chinese territory through violence, how can he not die?"
Suddenly, Wu Xinghe stared closely at the blood rose on the old man's chest and laughed. "I say, when did the Blood Rose organization started to the dirty work for the World Police? Could it be that you had enough of being notorious and you now want to play justice?"
The old man squinted and revealed a gloomy smile. "Justice, this kind of thing in our underground world is worth nothing. I'm not afraid to tell you that someone offered five billion dollars for your life. In our eyes, what you did is not important; what's important is that getting your head will give us five billion dollars."
"Five billion dollars?" Wu Xinghe did not expect that his current worth had risen to such a level. However, the more he thought about it, the idea became more reasonable.
Each of the cases he had done before were influential enough to be raised to attract the attention of politicians. Thus, it was not surprising that the rise of national will was behind the money.
Since a national will had emerged, then the high remuneration would not be difficult to understand.
The fact was exactly like this: the party behind such a high remuneration was in fact beyond what individuals and even consortiums could bear!
Wu Xinghe glanced at the dead pigeons on the lawn and sighed: "These pigeons, if they did not try to find food on this grass, they wouldn't have died in this catastrophe. China has an old saying that humans die for money, and birds die for food. Do you people not feel anything with the scene right in front of you?"
"Of course we have feelings. We knew Mr. Xinghe is a very powerful guy, therefore, we deliberately sent one of our comrade to greet your sister. If Mr. Xinghe collaborates and comes with us, we will not harm your sister. Or else, she will meet a tragic fate that is beyond your expectations."
Although the black-caped/cloaked old man had provoked Wu Xinghe, he did not dare to relax. Instead, he became even more cautious. He knew that if a strong opponent like Wu Xinghe ever became outraged, he would become a killing machine beyond human eyes. Therefore, he should be treated with caution.
At once, Blood Rose had sent out seven ace killers. This fact showed how much they wanted to succeed in this mission! But these seven aces did not dare to be careless and overconfident. They had conducted a full investigation, obtained evidence, mastered, and analyzed that Wu Xinghe's only weakness was his sister.
This was the only place in which they could break through. To secure the victory; they must act big on this only weakness.
Although Wu Xinghe's face was expressionless, inside, he was already set on a killing mood. Even though his sister was not related to him by blood, but she was all he had through childhood; she was the one took care of him until he grew up. Thus, he shared a deep affection to her.
"The Blood Rose organization is acting sneaky? Coming around, you guys are afraid of me?" Wu Xinghe proudly asked.
"Humph! In our field, we are always seeking success by any means. If Mr. Xinghe is saying that we fear you, it is not entirely true. But because you have caused a lot of turnover, it is always good to be prepared."
Wu Xinghe nodded and slowly bent down.
This simple action immediately surprised the black-cloaked old man. He shouted: "Don't move if you don't want to see your sister's corpse lying in front of you. You'd better give in!"
"What is the panic? I am just tying my shoelace." Wu Xinghe smiled coldly as he squat down without a care.
All five of them had their expression changed as they involuntarily took a step back.
Wu Xinghe's mouth suddenly let loose a trace of a strange smile, and he shouted in a low voice, "Three o'clock position, eight hundred meters away, there is still one more person. Why not come out altogether? Planning to attack me?"
Suddenly, Wu Xinghe's body statured up and did not wait for his voice to fall. He pressed his palm on the grass, and his body was positioned in a way as if a giant bird was about to glide into the sky.
In the sky, shadows of palms were flying, bringing along the infuriating hot sunny air. He had continuously sent out five palm strikes and attacked five people separately!
These five people felt as if they were thrown into the fireplace as their whole body smothered in a wave of unbearable heat. Their skin felt waves of acupuncture pain and burning sensation, as if oil was burnt on their skin.
"Oh no!" Although the black-cloaked old man was extremely cautious, they have still underestimated Wu Xinghe's actual combat ability. These palm strikes' immense power went beyond their imagination when they struck them.
They were completely overwhelmed by Wu Xinghe's palm force in which they didn't even have the chance to use their firearms. Eventually, they could only rely on footwork to dodgeagain and again.
"Expand the circle! Hurry, expand the circle!" That fuso ninja knew very well the magic of the ancient Chinese martial arts. Under such attacks, they could only expand the circle to ensure that their entire group was not destroyed.
As for who could avoid this attack, it all depended on luck.
"Want to escape?" Wu Xinghe was angry since the beginning when he saw the fuso ninja. His palm force directly sealed his ninja tool. The blade cut back through the edge, across the throat, and a thin bloody line shot out.
Wu Xinghe did not stop his footsteps. He awakened his inner qi with the combination of a set of <<Nine Sun Palm>>, and <<Yan Yang Zhen Jing>>'s  inner force, he shot out one palm strike after another like a lion striking the rabbit, constantly pummeling the force into their chests.
<<Yan Yang Zhen Jing>> was the most ancient Chinese martial art where this technique exhibited the most masculine interior strength. If one were hit by this attack, it would feel as if burnt by fire and baked by the sun. Indeed, its power was formidable.
Wu Xinghe jumped like a rabbit and dropped like a falcon. Countless mirage appeared through the grass for countless of times and flashed through like butterfly. In the end, four out of five enemies had already fallen.
The black-cloaked old man was the only one left, and Wu Xinghe buckled him in the throat.
Wu Xinghe suddenly glared. "Whoever is hiding, just roll out!"
The old man's face darkened as he muttered: "Are you even human?"
"Cut the crap, do you want five billion dollars or your life?" Wu Xinghe suddenly changed his image of the previously weaker appearance of a student. He spoke in a low voice, "I will use your life to trade for my sister."
"Mission failed, only death… your sister? My comrades will take her to see you. Ha ha, he will complete what we did not finish."
As soon as he finished talking, black blood spilled from his mouth. This man, whose face was wearing a strange and satisfied smile, actually committed suicide by using poison!
Wu Xinghe threw the body forward, then jumped continuously.
In the place where he stood before, a trunk that was thick as a human's wrist suddenly fell after being shot by a bullet.
Wu Xinghe's speed was very fast, even faster than the bullets. After a few ups and downs, he had already rushed about four or five hundred meters closer to the sniper. Then, he suddenly shouted and a gush of infuriating air went out.
Buddhist technique - Lion's Roar!
The latent sniper tolerated for a very long time. He did not shoot even when all of his comrades had died. It was all to give himself the chance to execute that previously fatal shot. However, he did not expect that Wu Xinghe's sense of crisis detection was sharper than the wolves.
After he missed the target in one shot, Wu Xinghe had already started running towards him. He quickly looked through the scope for another shot, but suddenly, a sharp tingling went past his ear. It was then immediately followed by the sound of cracking; his scope was broken!
Wu Xinghe's roaring power directly shattered the sniper's eardrums and the aiming mirror!
A sniper without the scope was like removing the canine teeth of a tiger. In addition, his eardrum was torn, who else could prevent Wu Xinghe from getting closer?
Wu Xinghe's hands squeezed the sniper's forehead. With a crisp sound, his skull was crushed, and blood continued to overflow from his eyes, nostrils and mouth. Instantly, he died.
Wu Xinghe did not have the time to deal with the aftermath of the matter after he killed six people non-stopp. He only had one thought in his mind; hurry home and to save his sister.
Back home, a pungent smell of blood was clearly present in the corridor.
Wu Xinghe was extremely anxious. He pushed the door and went into the room, but was greeted with the sight of his sister's body lying on the ground, who was at her last gasp. Wu Xinghe's heart instantly fell to the bottom. Tears immediately streamed down from this man's face who had never shed tears before.
As he hugged his sister's body into his arms, Wu Xinghe's tears uncontrollably fell, and his heart was going crazy.
Now, Wu Xinghe's face suddenly changed, and he detected a crisis. Almost subconsciously, Wu Xinghe's right palm struck downwards.
Bang dang, a sharp dagger crashed down.
The end of the dagger was covered with blue light. Clearly, it was covered with a highly toxic material.
A sneak attack!
While a shocked expression was still on his face, the sister who was in his arms slid out like a fish.
Wu Xinghe quickly got up and stared hard at the "sister" before his eyes. In addition to the murderous intent, he could not see the slightest flaw!
"Mr. Xinghe, you are really powerful!" When the enemy saw that the sneak attack did not work, with full of hatred, she was gushed with anger. Then, "she" asked with a condescending voice, "So to say, my companions have been…"
"Are already on the road!" Wu Xinghe spoke with a cold voice.
Then, he asked: "And my sister?"
"Your sister? Haha!" That woman suddenly laughed crazily, "Where my comrades went, that is also where your sister went!"
Wu Xinghe's pupils suddenly enlarged. "You killed her?"
"You are right, not only have I killed, but I have also refined her body into a drug, ha ha ha!"
Wu Xinghe's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. He shouted in a low voice: "That being the case, then you just have to die!"
Wu Xinghe brutally laughed, pushed forward his whole body' potential and forcibly sped up his Yin Yang inner force. His palm force flew towards the woman.
The dagger that was on the ground flew backwards and was inhaled into the palm of Wu Xinghe. Next, his infuriated force shot out a serious blue light.
No resistance was felt by the knife; a fatal kill.
It directly pierced through the woman's throat.
Although he had killed all of the opponents, Wu Xinghe did not feel at ease, for his heart was about to go crazy…
Sister, he would never find someone more dear to him than his sister.
The Yin Yang inner force inside his body was constantly boiling up. Suddenly, Wu Xinghe felt a sharp pain from his chest. With a cry, a spurt of blood spilled from his throat.
Wu Xinghe's face slightly changed. Then, he felt that his awakening force was boiling like water.
It turned out that in recent months, Wu Xinghe tried to use the infuriating force to break through a bottleneck in order to reach the innate stage.
Today, he was planning to remove the accumulated infuriated force in his body.
However, it was beyond his expectations that he would be hunted by the Blood Rose's killers. As a result, he had to excessively use the infuriating force, causing it to worsen.
These were the signs of the infuriating bite!
This infuriating bite was the tabooest thing to people that excelled in martial arts. The lightest consequence would be going into a state of obsession, but the most serious consequence would be immediate death.
Wu Xinghe slumped and leaned against the table. His mouth took in big breaths. Suddenly, his eyes stopped at the table where a note was pressed down.
"Little Wu, sister's company organized activities to the countryside. I will probably take about a week to come back. During this time, you have to take good care of yourself oh."
Wu Xinghe was stunned for a moment, then his thoughts took a sharp turn. These killers only came today, so his sister should have already been out a long time ago. Could it be that his sister was not dead?
As his mood swung up and down, it had worsened the infuriating bite.
With a pair of trembling hands, he took out his cellphone and dialed his sister's number.
"Hey, little Wu, did you see sister's note?"
When he heard the crisp and familiar voice, Wu Xinghe's hanging heart went down, suddenly.
He gently hung up the phone as a mouthful of blood sprayed out.
He muttered to himself: "Sister, the future road, you have to take care…"
Wu Xinghe's footsteps gradually staggered; his vision became blurred, and his consciousness slowly became hazy. He murmured: "Sister… from now on, little Wu will no longer be able to take care of you..."
The infuriating bite caused internal fire to shockhis internal organs, Wu Xinghe's consciousness became even more blurred as his feet was unable to take another step…
A generation of civil wonders, the most peculiar guy among the ancient martial arts world, history's youngest ancient martial art master Wu Xinghe, had fallen tragically in this room because of the infuriating bite!
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