Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 278 - 134: Taoist Priest Fan is Definitely a Human-Shaped Great Demon, Right? (10,000-Word Mega- - , Please Subscribe)_1
The dull thud of fists colliding with muscle resounded as if someone had struck a war drum amidst the ranks of soldiers.
Hearts of all who were present involuntarily sank.
"Hmm?!" Ah Hu’s expression momentarily froze at that instant.
For he felt that his punch had not landed on flesh.
The punch seemed as though it had struck against an age-old rock.
Feeling his knuckles aching, the skin over each segment burned painfully hot!
The force rebounding had shocked him to his core!
His palms felt numb!
This guy!!!!
How could his physical body be so strong? He seemed entirely different from the other cultivators of the Great Zhou Dynasty!!
Realizing Fan Wu’s extraordinary danger.
Ah Hu kept retreating in shock because he feared that a moment of distraction would give his opponent the chance to strike.
If his opponent caught a weakness.
He would be defeated!
However.
To Ah Hu’s great astonishment, he found that Fan Wu remained immovable, like a towering mountain. His stance didn’t waver from his attack, nor did he seize the opportunity to launch a fierce counterattack when Ah Hu showed an opening.
In a daze.
Ah Hu recalled a phrase that Fan Wu had previously said to him—that considering his "purity" was not low...
He would allow him three moves!
Ah, this!
Ah Hu had originally thought that it was merely a provocation designed to enrage him and unsettle his mind.
Unexpectedly.
This person, known as Daoist Priest Fan by the Great Zhou Dynasty cultivators, actually intended to allow him three moves!
And he did not dodge or avoid.
Nor did he block or counterattack!
This behavior was beyond arrogance; did this guy not fear a lethal attack on his vitals that might result in his immediate death right there?
Ah Hu could not understand.
He could not fathom!
A fierce light even flashed in his eyes. Since he chose not to dodge or even protect himself, he couldn’t blame him for striking a fatal blow at this moment.
Ah Hu actually drew out two metal magic artifacts resembling knuckledusters.
After fitting them onto his hands, mana within him finally stirred, causing a violent fighting will to emanate from his entire body.
The artifacts even faintly shone with a pale golden light.
Looking formidable indeed.
"Ah Hu is serious," uttered the brawny man next to the older Envoy of Dàyán: "Even using ’Fist Curse Iron Lotus’, it looks like he has no intention of giving the other side a chance. He wants to decide the victor with a single strike... But, he’s being too reckless."
"This magic artifact once belonged to a military commander who died in battle and later fell into Ah Hu’s hands. Once this artifact injures someone, it aims to take their life!"
"Envoy, if we cause a death in the Great Zhou Dynasty, it will be troublesome... Should we stop the sparring?"
The elder shook his head: "Ah Hu, won’t take that person’s life."
He said with a firm voice: "Even whether he can wound him..."
"Is unknown!"
Hmm?!
The brawny man was startled and was about to say whether the Envoy was overestimating that person called Daoist Priest Fan. Who could withstand an unguarded direct assault from such an aggressive magic artifact?
Then, he saw Ah Hu charging towards Fan Wu for the second time in the arena!
Ah Hu’s muscles trembled all over!
Sweat poured out from every inch of his skin, and the blue veins underneath were gathering terrifying power!
He stomped fiercely on the earth.
The blue stone slabs of the inn’s ground suddenly shattered, and a large number of fragments scattered in all directions.
Dust also rose in the blink of an eye.
"This is the Subduing Tiger Demon-Quelling Fist! The seventh form!" Ah Hu roared loudly, as his fists shot out like lifting cauldrons: "Named—Mountain Shatter!!!" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢
Boom!!!!
When his artifact-bearing fists struck Fan Wu’s body, the magic artifact abruptly burst into a brilliant golden light, and two charm scripts flashed into existence in a blink, unleashing ferocious power from his fists, as if to reduce his imminent foe to rubble!
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
Feet uncontrollably moved back in forced retreat.
Creating shallow pits in the ground.
But.
It was not Fan Wu who was retreating.
It was Ah Hu!
His arms’ skin cracked open with fine lacerations, blood slowly seeping from those tiny openings. He felt an enormous force rebounding—clear in his heart, it was his own power coming back at him!
He couldn’t believe it!
Inconceivable!
After retreating nearly ten steps, almost reaching the crowd, he barely managed to stabilize his stance.
His face filled with horror!
"One move left." There was not a hint of disappointment on Fan Wu’s face; instead, there was a trace of appreciation in his eyes. He liked this kind of straightforward, punch-to-flesh fighting style the most.
But this appreciative smile, in Ah Hu’s eyes, was no different from provocation.
Ah Hu was ready to gnash his teeth to pieces!
He had never seen such a monster!
Rendering him so powerless!
"Since you truly won’t dodge, then don’t blame me for being unscrupulous!" Ah Hu resisted the sore numbness in his arms, and propelled himself aggressively towards Fan Wu for the third time. Then he launched a fierce kick!
Directly at the groin!
This kick was enough to send a chill through every man and woman present, because regardless of gender, and whether or not one was a cultivator, this was an extremely vulnerable spot.
