Swoosh!
The bladeâs glow cuts through the air like a bright moon slicing the sky.
"Uh... hiss..."
Fen Jiao gasped, her vital point shattered, her entire bodyâs Qi Blood roiling, like being subjected to a thousand cuts.
The Yangxiang Race is protected by a lifeline, invincible, but this vital point is truly detestable.
Once the vital point is struck, the Qi Blood painstakingly cultivated within is instantly upended, churning like acid, directly becoming a weapon of torment.
Suppressing this backlash requires a significant amount of energy.
The most critical part, itâs genuinely painful, extremely painful, so painful it feels worse than death.
Fen Jiao gritted her teeth, wishing to swallow this ant alive.
"I canât yell, I still have to smile, yes, I must keep smiling!"
Her vital point was broken, she must endure it.
This strike must have been an accident.
This ant must have aimed for the sole of her foot but missed, hitting her vital point instead.
It must be so.
The ant, stepping on shit luck, actually struck the vital point.
Fen Jiao cunningly suppressed the pain inside while pretending it was nothing.
"Hmph, an ant dares to shake the heavens?"
"Remember, ant, when you die, I shall grind all your kinâs bones to dust!"
Fen Jiao mocked Su Yue disdainfully.
But internally she was also shocked.
The strength of Earth Martial Artists is becoming increasingly formidable, this ant wasnât even ranked yet and could already break my defense, itâs simply a miracle.
But it indeed happened.
The antâs strength is average, whatâs remarkable is the blade technique.
What opened my defenses was also that damned blade technique.
Fen Jiao was also relieved.
Fortunately, this ant wasnât a ranked warrior, if it were a second-rank, using that blade technique again could have severely wounded me instantly.
Though that strike hurt terribly, it didnât affect my ability to continue fighting.
In a few seconds, the wound slashed open on Fen Jiao had already solidified, the blood scabbed over!
...
"Sigh... what a pity, it was a misplaced cut!"
Outside the birdcage, Li Xingpei sighed, feeling intensely angry.
But she couldnât blame Su Yue either.
A student not yet ranked, facing a fifth-rank alien race, managing to break the defense in such an extreme state has already made an unprecedented record.
Back when I was in high school, even a second-rank warrior could kick me to death.
Slash!
With that thought, Li Xingpei continued relentlessly attacking the birdcage with her sword aura swirling.
...
Wet Ghost Tower.
All the martial artists shouted angrily too.
What a joke.
It was cut off target. If it could strike Fen Jiaoâs vital point, it might alleviate some pressure for Li Xingpei.
But everyone just felt pity.
Their thoughts were like Li Xingpeiâs, Su Yue breaking the defense of a fifth-rank alien race is already a miracle.
Mu Jingliang and Jiang Fuyan also noticed Gong Ling.
This girlâs archery is naturally perfect.
Su Yue was moving fast, yet she could accurately shoot the forefoot, allowing the former to leverage it.
Todayâs young people are truly astonishing.
As for Su Yueâs second echo of the dry step, they had some speculation.
Actually, he wasnât proficient in it, even unable to perform properly, he needed an upward force to assist.
Luckily, there was a Divine Archer.
"This girlâs name is Gong Ling; unfortunately, her Qi Blood score is not high, not meeting the admission standards of the four major Martial Arts Academies!"
Wang Nanguo commented.
Of course, he did not mention anything negative about a daughterâs-in-law matter; it was not the right occasion.
...
"This alienâs vital point is on the sole, what a pity, it was missed!"
Pan Yizheng punched the steering wheel, grateful for his timely reaction; otherwise, the car would have flown off.
He truly lamented.
...
"Hmph, you old hairy fart, even now youâre pretending.
"Wait till Grandpa Su hits you with another blade, let you pretend all you want, perform to your heartâs content!"
During the fall, Su Yue sneered.
When the blade cut into Fen Jiaoâs skin, he had captured Fen Jiaoâs micro-expression.
She was truly in pain.
But this old fartâs acting skills were not bad, not forgetting to ridicule even now.
Huh.
Why does the Qi Blood in my body feel a bit hot?
Itâs like the feeling of the first bone cleansing.
Holy crap!
Somethingâs not right; could it be... Fen Jiaoâs blood?
When the vital point was cut open earlier, Su Yue, accidentally, had a few drops of blood splashed into his mouth.
Recalling the main component of the platinum liquid, Su Yueâs thoughts flashed brilliantly.
Platinum Liquid: Blood of high-level alien race.
Just now, I seemed to have tasted the purest platinum liquid, even more refined than the ones bought for seven million.
No wonder the effect is so strong.
Can alien blood provoke Qi Blood to boil, meaning... I am at 40 cards?
It must be so.
Unprecedented pressure forced me to a breakthrough.
...
Diligence Points +3
Diligence Points +4
Diligence Points +3
...
Carefully feeling it, indeed, a notification from the system came from deep within the mind.
Actually, the systemâs notification sound is rather humanized, ignored when Su Yue is completely focused.
Yet if Su Yue wants to know, notification can appear anytime.
The increase in Diligence Points allowed Su Yue to judge some things.
Such a huge increase can only occur during bone cleansing.
Moreover, a second bone cleansing is not as demanding as the first, with no specific condition of Qi Blood depletion, as alien blood is much more dominant.
"A good thing, saved me a lot of money!"
His pupils gleamed with brilliance, a faint smile on his lips.
...
Boom!
A loud explosion, Su Yueâs body crashed heavily to the ground.
Falling from nearly 30 meters high, Su Yue could get injured; he chose the landing spot at the entrance of the east gate.
There, a group of low-rank martial artists gathered.
Itâs a natural cushion of meat.
Exactly.