flstandardbreds Chapter 167 An Yurong vs. Wenren Huaiji (4)
Chapter 167 An Yurong vs. Wenren Huaiji (4)
Of course, An Yurong's target was not Wenren Huaiji, but those troublesome phantoms. It was rare for spiritual power to collide and cause such a big explosion. This was all because Wenren Huaiji's spiritual power was impure - God knows what was mixed in it. An Yurong had never seen many such examples, even Qin Shuxue's was not impure.
But now she needed just such impure spiritual power. They exploded around Wenren Huaiji, and he was thrown out, almost flying outside the competition platform. Wenren Huaiji was hit hard, and was immediately locked by the spiritual power thrown by An Yurong. The spiritual power emitted by the hand drum was not like that of the pipa. It was a dull pain after being hit by a blunt object, like being taught a lesson by a master. Fortunately, Wenren Huaiji was familiar with this feeling and stood up by holding the edge.
When An Yurong saw that he was about to get up, she flew over and hit him on the head with her drum. Wenren Huaiji's head was so hard that the drum was almost broken.
Just as I arrived, someone behind me waved and said, "An Yurong, you should also look carefully to see which one is me."
The real Wenren Huaiji appeared from behind and punched An Yurong hard. She was hit by the punch on the clone. Wenren Huaiji's body was harder than the competition stage. She immediately spat out blood. The Wenren Huaiji behind her did not let her go. He took the opportunity to give her a series of moves. Her back, which was not very wide to begin with, was hit hard, leaving marks on her body.
An Yurong clapped the hand drum a few more times to shake Wenren Huaiji away. She turned around and stared at Wenren Huaiji, and almost instantly understood his trick. The one on the ground was not real, but this one was definitely not real either. With Wenren Huaiji's cautious personality, she was no longer a fish on the chopping board, so how could he appear in front of her so openly? She felt that Wenren Huaiji was more or less like a rat, with a thief's light in his eyes, and people wanted to beat him to death when they saw him.
Liuli Palace is doomed, Xuanyin Temple is not going to be any better, and the only one among the three major sects is Chongyun Sect... If the next leader of Chongyun Sect is Hengli, then it is probably doomed. Isn't it clear that everyone is going to protect Qin Shuxue?
An Yurong thought this way because she didn't believe Qin Shuxue was dead. Whether she was unwilling to believe the facts or she had a hunch, she didn't believe that the heavens would punish her, but she believed that Qin Shuxue was special and there would always be a place for her in this world.
Humph, the three major factions are all going to be destroyed. It would be nice if this destroyed generation were all killed and then a new world could be established.
An Yurong pushed aside the two big men and looked for Wenren Huaiji in the dust produced by the explosion. She naturally had many kinds of skills, and her eyes were as clear as if they had been washed, so she was not blinded even in the dust.
However, Wenren Huaiji was not here - he was still a little too cautious, of course, this caution is not all bad, at least not now. Wenren Huaiji suddenly emerged from the ground, grabbed An Yurong's ankle, pulled her hard and turned her twice in the air, and threw her out with all his strength.
An Yurong was caught off guard and thrown out like a ball, at such a fast speed that she had no time to react. If it went out of bounds and fell to the ground, it would be all over. An Yurong quickly clapped her hand drum and chanted the formula, condensing all the spiritual power into solid objects, which fell from the air one by one. She hit them to stop, and then used the force to run back to the venue.
"You can even come back like this..." Wenren Huaiji said, "An Yurong, it looks like we have to fight to the death today."
An Yurong was covered in blood, but she still stood calmly in the arena, chuckled and said, "I will definitely not lose. You will be the only one who will be embarrassed. Don't you think you look ugly now?"
Wenren Huaiji didn't say anything. It was true that his chance of winning was about 70%, but An Yurong had about 30%. Who knew what might happen in the future? At this time, saying too much was definitely a sign of setting a flag, so he left himself a way out. He didn't rush to say anything, but just punched again. The three of them surrounded An Yurong in the middle.
As the saying goes, you can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a child. Wenren Huaiji finally decided to join the game and fight An Yurong. Although An Yurong still couldn't tell which was which, she was at least sure that the one she had just beaten was not her. Now it was much easier to rule out. Just as she was carefully looking for flaws, Wenren Huaiji said, "Don't look for it, because I have more than these two clones."
As soon as the words fell, each Wenren Huaiji chanted a spell and created his own clone. They kept on doing this, and An Yurong could no longer see how many Wenren Huaiji were on the field. She was surrounded by a group of big men and felt like she couldn't breathe.
An Yurong would not stand there and get beaten. She moved outside the crowd in an instant. However, there was no open space outside, but Wenren Huaiji. He had occupied the entire competition platform. As An Yurong moved, they all began to move and occupied the only open space. An Yurong really had nowhere to stand. At this distance, she couldn't even use her fists and feet, let alone fight. Did Wenren Huaiji want to squeeze her to death? Compared with Wenren Huaiji, she was still smaller, and her feet couldn't even reach the ground.
She stepped on it a few times in panic, and found that she was hanging in the air, so she simply stepped on Wenren Huaiji's legs and jumped up, instead of fighting him on the ground, she did a somersault and stood firmly on Wenren Huaiji's bald head. Wenren Huaiji naturally couldn't tolerate it, and raised his hand to grab her legs. She had suffered a loss once, so she naturally wouldn't be fooled again, and quickly jumped away, rolling among the bald heads.
In order to beat An Yurong, Wenren Huaiji had no choice but to lead a group of clones to step on his bald head to find her. An Yurong did not even dodge, pointing at the scene in front of her and laughing endlessly: "No, brother, it's okay for me to step on you, but why do you step on yourself? Hey, just tell me how good your feet feel? There is no flaw at all! You are really born to be a Buddhist!"
Wenren Huaiji's face turned pale and blue. Of course, he would not step on himself for nothing. He did this to prevent An Yurong from teleporting. Otherwise, who would want to do this? No one is as good at leading troops in battle as he is at sea tactics. If Wenren Huaiji had been brought along during the war, he would have won immediately!
An Yurong laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her back. She felt that her fight was not in vain. After all, she still saw a good show. Moreover, Wenren Huaiji's head was bald, and she couldn't help but step on it a few more times.