1866: C1866 I will Take This Revenge Step by Step

C1866 I will Take This Revenge Step by Step

"You only know how to talk. What else can you do?"1

Even though he didn't understand what was going on with the golden light on Dharma's body, in the middle-aged man's eyes, the outcome was already decided: "I'll let you experience for yourself exactly what kind of existence Dissolving Strength is."

He stomped hard on the ground with his feet, and in the next moment, he was sent flying. The blade in his hand hacked down towards Dharma.

His voice was like the laser knife in a sci-fi movie.

In the eyes of the middle-aged man, this slash would definitely split Dharma into two. In his eyes, there was no doubt that once Dissolving Strength Warriors used their full strength, they would die.

However, the effect was not like that. To be more accurate, it was very different from what he had imagined.

There was no splatter of blood. On the contrary, his sword had been blocked. The golden mist around Dharma's body actually formed a defensive layer.

"How is this possible …?" "Your strength …"

It was just the strength of his hidden strength, but it could block his Dissolving Strength. What was going on?

Within a martial artist's strength, the suppression of their cultivation realm was already destined to crush their strength. A Dissolving Strength warrior should be able to crush a hidden strength warrior, but such a scene actually occurred?

"You have a defensive treasure, yes, definitely."

Only this reason could explain why, but the middle-aged man focused all of the energy in his body towards his hands. In the process of concentrating these forces, they turned into two formless blades.

"I would actually like to see how many times you can block. How long can you last against my Dissolving Strength?"

As if he had gone mad, the middle-aged man waved his blade and quickly chopped down. Slash after slash, his strength was constantly increasing. However, the result did not change at all. His attacks did not affect Dharma at all.

"Shoulder to shoulder with everything, fist to heart."

The golden light exploded as Dharma's fist rumbled out. He flew towards the middle-aged man's chest like a brilliant, golden dragon.

Dong, dong, dong.

Explosions could be heard nonstop as the middle-aged man's blades broke and his fists hit his chest. A ferocious force entered his body, and before he could block it, a crackling sound rang out.

Ah …

His entire body flew backward, and the blood that gushed out of his mouth streaked across the surface of his mouth.

"Cough, cough …" You... You... "Why …"

The strength of half a step in Dissolving Strength had actually lost to a hidden strength practitioner. The middle-aged man was unable to accept this fact. This completely overturned his understanding of martial artists.

Was there really a battle going on beyond one's cultivation level?

To not rely on the treasures of the outside world and only rely on one's own strength, was that really possible?

"You killed my master, betrayed your Secret Sect, and even destroyed your ancestors. I will take this revenge step by step."

With heavy steps, Dharma walked over while gasping for breath: "None of you accomplices can escape."

Feeling Dharma's killing intent, the middle-aged man could no longer remain calm. All he had was the fear of death: "Don't kill me …" Don't Kill Me... The only one to blame for this was Monk Lamp … I was just watching... "Ah …

Dharma punched towards the middle-aged man's head with the last bit of strength left in his body. A cracking sound could be heard from his neck, and the middle-aged man's head tilted as he burped.

"Dharma, you ran out of time. 20 minutes 30 seconds."

Just when Dharma was lying on the ground, Lin Fann took out a Healing Pill and put it into the former's mouth: "Did you vent part of the depression in your heart?"

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