214: 143 Hard to Kill_2 214: 143 Hard to Kill_2 Upon hearing this, Ruan Yingchen burst into fury like thunder, and a serious expression finally appeared on his face as he shouted fiercely, “What the hell, am I giving you face or what?”
Whoosh!
Ruan Yingchen sprinted close to the ground, kicking up a trail of rolling dust, moving faster than one could imagine.
“So fast!”
Fang Zhixing’s mind tightened, and his right hand reached to his back, gripping the handle of the blade.
Wind Listening Blade raised towards the sky!
“Snowflake Covering, cut!”
In an instant, countless blade shadows appeared in mid-air, swirling around like heavy snow, overwhelming and covering everything in their rapid descent.
Clang, clang, clang~
Ruan Yingchen, as if struck heavily, had sparks flying off his body, his clothes tattered.
The Wind Listening Blade struck his shoulders, back, and legs, emitting a sharp metallic clashing sound, continuously.
He suddenly plummeted, lying face down, smashed into the mud.
Shortly thereafter, the shadow of the blade vanished.
Almost at the same time, Ruan Yingchen slapped the ground with both hands and abruptly sprang up, throwing two punches straight at Fang Zhixing’s chest.
Fang Zhixing’s body shook, and he was immediately blown back.
He pulled up the Wind Listening Blade and stabbed it diagonally into the ground, forcibly stabilizing his figure.
A line of fresh blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth.
An unusual redness appeared on Fang Zhixing’s face, his lungs felt like they were about to burst, and breathing was difficult.
“That’s it?”
Ruan Yingchen stood up, shook the dust off his body, and without a scratch on him, he sneered, “I thought you had some real skill, but just this, really?
A lowlife is still a lowlife, can the light of a rice grain also shine?”
Fang Zhixing licked the hot blood from the corner of his mouth and spat, replying, “I didn’t expect your turtle shell to be so hard, that even ninety thousand kilograms of blade force couldn’t cut through it.”
Ruan Yingchen laughed sinisterly, “I am a scion of a great family, with exceptional talents, lofty as the clouds above, while you are but mud on the ground.
What makes you think you can break through my defense?”
Fang Zhixing swung up the Wind Listening Blade to his shoulder, his face flushing with boiling blood, and he said solemnly, “I have never doubted my own strength, if I can’t cut through once, then I’ll cut ten times.”
“Too bad, you’re already injured, who will give you ten chances?”
Ruan Yingchen’s body leaned forward, and he dashed close to the ground.
Bang!
The sound of firecrackers erupted!
Ruan Yingchen’s gaze flickered, then he swiftly turned to the right, speeding forward.
In an open area, Fang Zhixing reappeared, but Ruan Yingchen was immediately hot on his heels.
“Lion’s Red Robe!”
Fang Zhixing used both hands, swinging the Heavy Blade horizontally across.
Ruan Yingchen’s pupils shrunk, seemingly sensing danger, and he brought his arms together in front of his chest.
Clang~
The blade struck his wrists, sparking brightly.
The blade force was vast and heavy!
Ruan Yingchen’s face tightened, his body was thrown flying, landing by the shore, rolling several times, and with a splash, fell into the water.
He quickly surfaced, leapt ashore with a fish-like jump.
Fang Zhixing stared and noticed a striking white scar on Ruan Yingchen’s wrist, faintly bloodstained.
“Cut through?”
Fang Zhixing’s spirits lifted.
Indeed, “Snowflake Covering” was an area attack, its force not concentrated enough.
“Lion’s Red Robe” was a single cut, unleashing all the blade force.
Ruan Yingchen felt a twinge of pain, looked down at his arms, and his face slowly darkened.
His defense was actually breached!
“This is impossible?!”
Ruan Yingchen couldn’t believe it, his body cultivated in Xuanwu Demon Armor was supposed to be indestructible, who could possibly break through it?
Unless his opponent was a top expert from a higher sect!
“Ninety thousand kilograms of force…”
Ruan Yingchen took a deep breath, his face showing a trace of solemnity, “I didn’t expect you to truly be a martial arts prodigy.”
Fang Zhixing’s confidence surged, and his figure flickered, Bang!
The next moment, he almost instantaneously moved in front of Ruan Yingchen, slashing horizontally with the blade.
Ruan Yingchen’s muscles tensed, the turtle shell sticking to his body expanded, becoming even thicker.
Bang!
The blade struck Ruan Yingchen’s abdomen horizontally.
Ruan Yingchen was blown away, his body slamming into a black-canopied boat.
Crash!
The boat broke in half!
Ruan Yingchen fell into the river, the powerful cutting force bearing down on him, driving him to the muddy riverbed, stirring up a large cloud of silt.
He stood up once again and moved upstream.
Whoosh!
Ruan Yingchen burst forth from the water, kicked with his legs together, and his body shot out.
Xigou did not join the fight, watching from the other side of the riverbank.
He watched intently, when suddenly everything before his eyes blurred, and Ruan Yingchen had pounced in front of Fang Zhixing.
Fang Zhixing was ready, quickly swinging the Wind Listening Blade and delivering a horizontal cut.
Ruan Yingchen took a deep breath, his stomach muscles bulging quickly, hardening into a massive turtle shell, then he fearlessly swung his fist out.
Clang!
Ruan Yingchen was once again sent flying, tumbling back towards the water surface, skipping several times on the water before finally plunging in with a splash.
Meanwhile, Fang Zhixing’s head also tilted, flying off diagonally; he had been struck in the cheek by Ruan Yingchen.
The bones in his cheek cracked and shattered, his body flying off like a kite with a broken string, landing hard on the ground, spilling a streak of blood mid-air.
“Damn, both are seriously injured!”
Xigou was speechless.
Fang Zhixing, who had saved up so many tricks, had met a minor noble of the same realm, and yet could only manage a close fight.
No, Fang Zhixing was actually at a disadvantage.
Ruan Yingchen had enhanced his defense and agility, his speed not inferior to Zhixing’s and his defense was abnormally strong.
The Wind Listening Blade stuck in the ground, Zhixing stumbled up, his once whole face completely disfigured.
His cheeks were caved in significantly, blood pouring out, utterly terrifying.
Whoosh!
Ruan Yingchen emerged again from the water, lying on the surface like a snake, quickly swimming ashore with a flick of his legs.
“Huff, huff~”
Ruan Yingchen was panting heavily, his left hand covering his stomach, his face not looking good.
Xigou suddenly looked up, his expression filled with surprise.
Ruan Yingchen’s hand over his stomach was leaking blood continuously between the fingers.
Ruan Yingchen looked frantic and angrily cursed, “Damn it, how are you not dead yet?”
“Hehe…”
Fang Zhixing let out a laugh as a large amount of blood splattered from his mouth, dropping all over the ground.
At this moment, he had reached his limit, on the verge of death.
“Sigh, I guess it was barely a draw.”
Fang Zhixing softly sighed.
“A draw?”
Ruan Yingchen scoffed.
“Although I’m also injured, it’s not lethal.
Your condition is obviously much worse than mine.”
Fang Zhixing leaned back against the Wind Listening Blade, standing upright, blood dripping as he said, “I didn’t expect that with my ninety thousand jin of strength, reaching Perfection in Two Beasts Realm, I couldn’t completely defeat an unappreciated descendant of the Ruan family.”
Ruan Yingchen coldly replied, “The descendants of nobility are offspring of the strong, their physical bodies refined generation after generation by strong predecessors, far superior to your kinds by countless times.
Heh, you thinking of defeating me, maybe in your next life!”
As soon as his words fell, he rushed forward, sticking close to the ground.
In a blink, he was in front of Fang Zhixing, swinging his fist to strike.
At this moment, time seemed to freeze.
The horrific scars on Fang Zhixing’s face healed at a visible rate, and the blood stains on his body also quickly disappeared.
“Eh???”
Ruan Yingchen was stunned, his expression bewildered.
Fang Zhixing lifted his eyelids, his fists clenched, his muscles suddenly bulging, turning into strands and segments, his skin also glowing a faint golden color.
“Golden Silkworm Dominance!”
Fang Zhixing punched out, hitting right at Ruan Yingchen’s stomach.
Ruan Yingchen’s body shook violently, immediately bending over like a shrimp.
“Wow~”
A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.
Fang Zhixing grabbed Ruan Yingchen’s hair, swung it up fiercely, and smashed him onto the ground.
Bang!
The riverbank shook, dust billowed, and water rippled.
Fang Zhixing flipped over, mounted on Ruan Yingchen, his knee pressing onto his chest, his fists hammering down on Ruan Yingchen’s face.
Bang bang bang!
One punch after another.
Ruan Yingchen’s legs kept lifting and falling!
Shortly after, a huge pit appeared before Fang Zhixing.
Ruan Yingchen had turned into a headless corpse.
His head had been smashed to a pulp!
Long after, Fang Zhixing slowly stood up, exhaling a long breath of foul air.
“Noble offspring, really damn hard to kill.”
Fang Zhixing looked at his blood-soaked and viscous hands, walked to the riverbank, and washed them off.