489: C489 Ice and Fire

C489 Ice and Fire

"I said I won't let you down. Did you just enjoy it?" Heroes cherish heroes. From the bottom of my heart, I sincerely admire Hell's Traitor. As a senior, his strength was worthy of respect. As a man, he dared to pursue being alone and seeking defeat. As an opponent, he was righteous and straightforward.2

"It's fun, let's continue!" the Hell's Traitor said with a smile.

"Alright, I'll risk my life to accompany you. I'm going all out today," I said as I channeled all of the power in my body to fuse them together.

I already have Li Yan's water elemental power, Wang Yao's fire elemental power, and Shangguan Lulu's metal elemental power. Last night, I absorbed Yao Yao's wife's Holy Spirit. Now, my left fist is wrapped in ice while my right fist is wrapped in flames. My whole body felt like reinforced concrete.

I want to see if the legendary Golden Bell Cover is the same as I am now. I spread the power in my body all over my body, and I feel like I am at the peak of both ice and fire.

The Underworld Traitor roared angrily as his entire body was covered in flames. It was like Sun Wukong had just broken through Old Lord Taishang's pill furnace and rushed out. His current appearance was the same as King Glory Sun Wukong's Hellfire.

I couldn't help but wonder about such good skin. Who gave it to me?

While I was at a loss over this, the Underworld traitor threw away the iron chain in his hands. Maybe he felt that it was unfair to fight a single battle with an unarmed person like me.

Just as I was about to give him a thumbs-up, I saw his fists start to rain down on me. I used my hands and feet but couldn't defend myself. From time to time, a heavy punch would land on my face and chest.

Although I use my fire and water as a shield to protect my body, every time I get hit by a Hell's Traitor, I feel like I've been electrocuted.

I felt as if Hell's Treason's punches were too fast and too sharp, like the punches of Spring Worship Ye Wen in a movie.

However, compared to the Wing Chun Fist, the Hell Traitor's fist was much stronger. Even an expert of the Devil Slayer rank would not be able to withstand a single punch from him.

I felt that if I continued to dodge, I would definitely be knocked down. Attacking was the best defense, and if I continued like this, I would be suppressed, defending all the way until I lost.

I wanted to attack, but Hell's traitor didn't give me a chance. He kept attacking me, so I could only retreat step by step.

As I retreated, I considered how to change my passive state.

I tried to punch him or kick him, but before I could even touch him, his rain-like fists smashed me to the verge of collapse.

Since my defense was ineffective, I was a little discouraged. In just a few minutes, I was hit countless times. I felt that the outcome of the battle had already been decided and I didn't want to continue putting up a resistance.

I didn't even have a chance to raise my hand to surrender. The Underworld traitor didn't seem to have any intention of stopping. Perhaps, as he said, there could only be one person left alive between him and me.

I was desperate, but I didn't want to die, and I couldn't. I thought about Wang Yao, and I thought about Li Yan, and I thought about Shangguan Lulu, and I thought about Linda, and I thought about Yashu.

I stopped resisting and got punched by the Underworld Traitor dozens of times consecutively. Just when he felt that I was powerless, I threw a punch out of the blue, and the ice on my left hand instantly melted into a torrential stream of water that flowed towards the Underworld Traitor's head.

He tried to attack me again, and I punched him in the stomach. My right hand shot out of the Purgatory Flame, and he was struck again. He took a few steps back.

His body felt as if it had been burned by a great fire. His skin was charred black, and beads of sweat the size of beans constantly dripped down. His previously wet body had been roasted dry in an instant.

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