391: Chapter 189: Secret Technique: The Art of Depleting the Health Bar 391: Chapter 189: Secret Technique: The Art of Depleting the Health Bar The beauty of that young girl was indescribable; every part of her colossal body seemed so perfect and flawless, as if God had bestowed a magnificent treasure upon mortals.
If one could overlook the fact that those parts were made up of other women.
This statement could be taken literally—not other women’s body parts, but whole women.
Her gigantic body was a form reconstituted by the fusion of countless women.
In Ming Country, there was a custom that had only recently become fashionable, which involved scholars presenting a Wanshou Map to their elders during birthday celebrations.
The map was composed of one hundred variations of the character for “longevity,” forming one giant pattern of the character.
It was roughly that sort of feeling.
Merely glancing at this thing could make one lose sanity, not to mention that it had a strong contaminative nature.
Wang Yunxiao felt he was barely holding on.
It was at this moment that countless transparent trigram symbols rose from the ground, combining midair into a vast Eight Trigram Compass pattern.
Han Bin had once said to give him the most dangerous tasks.
And until just a moment ago, his team had not yet entered the field—they had been waiting for the enemy to reveal their hidden card.
Now, with his move, it was earth-shattering!
Wang Yunxiao had just started to feel a bit dizzy when he sensed a force behind him dragging him backward.
“Everyone, please retreat and rest for a moment, and watch me and my brothers weigh the heft of this Foreign Demoness.”
Behind him came the voice of a young man.
Wang Yunxiao turned around to look and saw a youth in a singlet and large shorts, his hands casually tucked into his pockets, flashing him a hearty smile.
The dust beneath his feet slowly began to rotate within a three-yard radius centered around him, unexpectedly forming the pattern of a Taiji Yin Yang fish.
Wang Yunxiao and his brothers were pulled back involuntarily by the force generated from this Yin Yang fish.
The man standing next to him was tall, measuring up to one meter eighty-five, his skin tanned dark and purplish as if he was robust like a bear.
He somehow produced a hoop from nowhere and wore it around his neck, with many colorful fabric strips fluttering in the wind.
Just standing there, he had an unshakable presence like that of a mountain range.
What about Han Bin?
Wang Yunxiao looked around, but couldn’t locate him anywhere.
However, just at that moment, the exceedingly beautiful girl born from the Fleshly Tree parted her red lips with a slight smile.
Buzz—!
In an instant, Wang Yunxiao’s vision turned blood-red.
He heard not a sound from the outside world but the blood within his own body rushing madly into his brain at this moment, inflating his eardrums and the corners of his eyes until they burst.
“Forming Array!”
He shouted with all his might, but he could not even hear his own voice.
He only felt his comrades falling down one after another around him.
Puchi—
Something exploded before his eyes.
Wang Yunxiao clenched his teeth and strained to open his eyes to look, only to see a semi-transparent trigram symbol blocking in front of him, stopping whatever it was that had pounced towards him.
It was like a ripe tomato smashing against the wall, with bright red juice splattering in all directions.
“Holding Hill—!”
He faintly heard Han Bin’s voice thundering through heaven and earth as the scattering Trigram Symbols converged into a pair of giant palms, shoving violently towards the beautiful woman in the rubble of the Consulate building.
The entire east wall of the Consulate instantly collapsed, with sand and rocks flying everywhere, filling the air with dust.
“Controlling River—!”
Another roar from Han Bin, and from the small river outside the Consulate, a thirty-yard stretch of water shot into the sky, transforming into a white ribbon in mid-air, lashing viciously like a soft whip at the stunning woman.
Legend had it that in the past, Tianmen City, as a northern economic hub and gathering place for All Walks of Life, had a fierce and brave populace who loved to engage in fierce battles.
The various sects openly and secretly competed against each other, sometimes fighting to the death over pride.
Signing life-and-death agreements and fighting on life-and-death platforms had once been the trend among the Jianghu People of Old Tianmen.
Even without any real reason, just to prove their courage, they would fight for their lives on these platforms, or else they would be ridiculed.
Until that year, when Foreigners invaded, their warships reached the harbor.
Seeing the rotten Imperial Court and demoralized soldiers, the master of the Bagua Sect and the so-called “Northern Land Divine Spear” of the time, issued a hero’s call.
He gathered heroes from all sects, raised local militias to protect Tianmen, and fought a bloody battle with the Foreigners for three days and nights, ending in complete annihilation.
The tradition of the “Big Spear,” one of the Eight Trigram’s four great techniques, was thus lost, and no one was able to master it thereafter.
It was only after that the Northern Martial Arts Community began to reflect deeply, set aside past grudges, cooperated, and established the famous “North Thirteen Families” Martial Arts Guild Alliance, which is the predecessor of today’s Tianmen City Martial Arts Association.
Unexpectedly, today the legendary Eight Trigram Big Spear techniques reemerged in the Mortal World, with the river water turning into a azure dragon in Han Bin’s hands.
Countless Trigram Symbols gathered around him, fluttering like falling leaves, descending from the sky and aiming directly for the head of this Western Demoness.
Wang Yunxiao stood below, utterly dumbfounded.
Old man, you told me to practice the Eight Trigram Palm before all else, but you never said it looked like this!
What have I been practicing up until now?
At the moment Han Bin made his move, his team members also sprung into action.
The young man with his hands in his pockets lightly turned around, raised both hands in a Wild Horse Parting Mane Technique upward, and a dust tornado formed out of nowhere, sweeping over the recently crumbled bricks and tiles towards the stunning woman’s feet.
And the burly man, built like a bear, lifted his leg high and gently placed it down, causing the whole world to seem to sway with his motion.
The earth trembled faintly, as if infused with life, pushing his massive frame to topple forward.
A Salvation Army Knight who charged in front of him and raised his long sword to strike was caught by a backhanded grab, military horse and all hoisted above the man’s head and slammed heavily onto the ground.
The ground beneath his feet vibrated like a frying pan, shaking and trembling three times in sync with his movements, regardless of flesh and blood or nanorobots, all were smashed into a mushy mass of Dumpling filling, where not even a single intact bone could be picked out.
As soon as Team 108 acted, their output was maxed out, and they beat the second-phase BOSS into a state where it couldn’t take care of itself, and the spreading contamination was also washed away in disarray.
The stunning woman clearly wasn’t the type adept at fighting.
Apart from spreading corrosion and pollution, she had almost no substantial actions.
Facing the unromantic assault from Team 108, she had no power to fight back, and her huge body was torn apart, mixed with the rubble of buildings, presenting a piteously tragic scene.
However, Wang Yunxiao still did not relax his vigilance, because according to intelligence reports, there was still a Holy Grail Bishop stationed here who had not shown up yet.
Because his vision had been severely affected by the boiling of his blood, he vaguely saw something flying out of the bloody corpses, and then he heard Han Bin’s urgent shout, “Everyone, fall back!”
All right, the boss has entered the third phase.