1881: C1881 A Sneak Attack with a Palm

C1881 A Sneak Attack with a Palm

Wan Mingzhu darted up to the ring, and her gallantry won the applause of the crowd.

She took out a shining sword.

Facing the thin man in front of her, she threw out a few gorgeous sword flowers.

"I'll let you feel the aura of death brought by the Ice Mountain Snow Lotus."

"Don't think that all the experts are gathered in the Guild Alliance. It won't be so easy to expand the business to Earth."

"Hahaha, it would be such a pity if her delicate face was injured."

"I'll give you a chance to surrender."

The thin man suddenly raised his speed to the extreme.

More than a dozen afterimages appeared on the arena, all of them wandering through the gaps of the Creation Flower.

The silver sword Qi condensed into the shape of an ice mountain and a snow lotus, which quickly bloomed in the air.

As the petals rotated, all the spiritual qi within a few kilometers was sucked dry.

It made everyone feel like they were in a vacuum.

Then.

The petals of the sword qi fell down randomly. It seemed slow, but in fact, it was as fast as lightning.

"Nothing special. I don't even need to take out my weapon to play with you."

"Be careful not to fail miserably."

The skinny man's eyes were glowing red as he stared at Wan Mingzhu.

She felt as if countless steel needles had been stabbed into her brain.

The pain from the depths of her heart was crazily eroding her will.

"This is bad."

"It's hard to dodge mental energy attacks."

The eyes were the window of the mind, so the effect of mental energy attacks was pretty good.

Wan Mingzhu retreated a hundred meters to create some distance between herself and Zhao Feng before detonating the Sword Qi in the air.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom...!"

A huge explosion of dust immediately enveloped the target.

The thin man covered his head with his hands to protect his important organs, so his mental energy naturally stopped fluctuating.

The moment he revealed a flaw, Wan Mingzhu threw the sword over like a javelin.

While the sword was flying, it created countless clones, which were real and fake, and stabbed at the target.

The thin man immediately fell into a passive situation.

He didn't use a weapon just now, which was like digging a hole for himself. He could only increase his speed to dodge.

He forcefully twisted his body in the smoke.

The cold light brushed past his clothes, but he was safe.

When he looked around, he found that Wan Mingzhu had disappeared.

"How could this be?"

"Is she hiding in the air?"

"Congratulations! You have made a wrong judgment. It's time to learn your lesson."

A gentle voice came from behind him.

When she was dodging, Wan Mingzhu had already used the blind spot of her opponent to run to the back.

When the sword qi dispersed, it would be her turn to launch the real attack.

The thin man didn't even have the time to turn around before he felt a solid palm strike on his back.

It was even more shocking than a mad bull's charge.

The wind from the palm exploded with a dull sound, causing the thin man to fly into the air.

"This chain of attacks is smooth and direct."

"Your young lady's foundation is very solid."

"Thank you, Mr. Mu, for your praise."

"Do you still need young miss Wan to continue fighting in the next match?"

Mu Chen and the captain were actually discussing the next match.

The situation was not as smooth as he had imagined. The thin man spat out a mouthful of blood, but he could still forcefully change the strength in his body.

He twisted his limbs to stabilize his body and barely floated in the air.

As long as he didn't fall onto the ground outside the arena, he wouldn't lose.

"The little girl's methods are quite interesting. It's time for me to get serious."

"Don't talk big."

"You have lost half of your life now. You might as well admit defeat and go back to recuperate."

In a fight between two superior cultivators, victory and defeat were usually decided in an instant.

The Spiritual Energy was compressed in the palm and then hit the target.

The thin man's internal organs seemed to have been cooked in a pot of hot oil.

He staggered and landed on the arena. He could already feel the sharp gazes from his own side.

Black Absolute Rock, Dugu Shengming, and Three Eyed Ardent needed to win this match beautifully so that the prestige of the guild alliance could be established.

If the matter was messed up, he wouldn't have a good ending.

"Sou Sou Sou...."

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!..."

After the skinny man adjusted his breathing, he charged toward Wan Mingzhu like an arrow leaving the bow.

He was holding a two-foot-long bayonet, aiming at the vital parts of his body. Without any hesitation, he stabbed at Wan Mingzhu.

The sword in Wan Mingzhu's hand was not inferior at all. She started to cut at the thin man fiercely.

"Crack! Crack! Crack..."

"Kacha, kacha, kacha, kacha..."

"The counterforce will aggravate your internal injuries. Let's see how long you can hold on."

"A little bit of time is enough to tie you up. You don't have to worry about these things."

The skinny man's eyes continued to emit a fierce light, which made Wan Mingzhu's hair stand on end.

She felt as if she had fallen into a mass grave, and she couldn't escape no matter how hard she tried.

Mu Chen, who was watching from afar, could not help but frown.

Most of the martial cultivators focused on increasing their combat strength while cultivating.

In other words, they focused on purely physical and magical output.

As for mental energy attacks, they needed to spend a lot of time to work with the corresponding secret manuals in order to have a small chance of success.

This had a lot to do with the comprehension of a martial artist.

The more one understood the laws of nature, the higher one's mental energy level would be.

However, these were all abstract things.

"The enemy's blade techniques are very fierce. If I keep fighting like this, I'm afraid I'll get injured."

"I think it's better to advise your young lady to give up."

"The security company has spent a lot of effort. The young lady is fighting for her dignity now. She can't admit defeat easily."

The captain of the team was so anxious that he was sweating.

He was worried about Wan Mingzhu's safety, but he also didn't want to lose the game.

He didn't understand.

Why was the enemy still able to exert such a strong combat ability after suffering such serious internal injuries?

Was there something wrong with the weapon in his hand?

It was exactly as he had expected.

The thin man's cultivation method was different from the others.

During the process of carrying out the mission, he would completely drain the blood of the enemy's corpse and soak the bayonet in it.

As time passed, the weapon's weapon spirit became abnormally violent.

It was like a killing machine.1

The thin man's mental energy had merged with the weapon spirit, allowing him to obtain a very special mental energy interference method.

"We've just fought a few dozen rounds, why is your face so pale?"

"It's very easy to deal with ordinary injuries. You'd better take care of yourself."

Wan Mingzhu did not even have the strength to argue back.

Fear and coldness covered her whole body.

The sword moves became stiff, not as agile as before, so that the opponent could easily dodge them.

She was completely numb.

Mu Chen did not have any patience, and could not help but shout towards the arena.

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