What a pity!
Su Yue remained deaf to everything.
He continued to slash at Fen Jiaoâs ankle, in the exact same spot, with the exact same cut.
The sharp sword once again followed up with another strike.
As Su Yue fell, he swallowed several more mouthfuls of fresh blood.
The bone pain intensified.
But after experiencing the strong radiation needle, Su Yue, on the contrary, had adapted to this kind of pain.
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Diligence Points +12
Diligence Points +13
Diligence Points +11
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BOOM!
Su Yue landed, and the impact even caused a bloody pattern to appear beneath his feet, resembling the face of a demon, ugly and twisted.
Li Xingpei was disheartened, she no longer knew what to say.
Fen Jiao could no longer bear it, although she didnât cry out, her expression had begun to twist with fury.
The weak point of the Yangxiang Race is an inherent racial flaw; even a Grandmaster could hardly resist it, let alone her, who broke through using some means, at only level five.
"A bunch of fools, rush in there and kill, kill them quickly!"
Fen Jiao glared at her subordinates below, tempted to kill off these useless idiots.
...
"Gong Ling... prepare..."
After a few breaths, Su Yue resolutely lifted his head.
His eyes were already radiating a blinding golden light.
The pain in his body was severe, and Su Yue had even lost his ability to conceal his golden bones, his mind actually a chaotic mess.
Su Yueâs only remaining obsession now was to kill Fen Jiao and drink her blood.
SPLAT!
The sound of dry footsteps echoed once more in the air.
WHOOSH!
Gong Ling, with a resolute face, released another perfect arrow.
Squad leader.
I canât be as outstanding as you, but please feel free to entrust your back to me. I wonât allow myself the slightest mistake.
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"Get someone to inform Li Xingpei to stop making noise.
"Despite our years of battling in the Wetlands, our vision turned out to be no better than a high school studentâs.
"Fen Jiaoâs weak point isnât on the sole at all. The place Su Yue slashed is her real weak point.
"Weâve all been deceived, these cunning Yangxiang Race people were just acting!"
In the Wet Ghost Tower office, chaos erupted among the crowd, shocked that Su Yue had cut differently again.
This time, Mu Jingliang interrupted everyoneâs discussion.
"As expected, Fen Jiaoâs expression isnât right, and her defense against Li Xingpei has already begun to slow down!"
Jiang Fuyan suddenly realized.
Instantly, the Martial Artists all observed Fen Jiao closely.
Sure enough, she hadnât been boasting for some time, although she was doing her best to act, her subtle expressions betrayed her condition.
This beast was really severely injured; she was barely holding on.
Thereâs yet another piece of evidence.
The wound on Fen Jiaoâs ankle was no longer healing easily.
"How did Su Yue, a high school student, who had never been to the Wetlands or fought the Yangxiang Race, know about Fen Jiaoâs weak point?"
A Martial Artist exclaimed.
Fen Jiao wasnât just any low-level alien; she was a level five.
And those aliens capable of infiltrating Earth wouldnât have a low status in the Yangxiang Race.
"Battle intuition!
"There are some martial prodigies who are naturally sensitive to the weak points of their enemies, this kind of perception is so mysterious that no one can explain it.
"His father, Prince Qing, was invincible in those days, often leaping ranks to kill aliens, perhaps itâs this battle intuition!"
Mu Jingliang thought for a moment and could only reluctantly explain it this way.
Such things were too mystical.
"Indeed, for someone so young, to master so many combat techniques, he truly is a born Martial Artist!"
Wang Nanguo sighed.
Compared to Su Yue, Wang Lu Feng was really like a child.
"Did you notice?
"Su Yue is taking the opportunity to drink Fen Jiaoâs blood, he... seems to want to wash his bones!"
Suddenly, Mu Jingliang spoke again.
As those words fell, everyone was shocked.
Sure enough, Su Yueâs lips were stained with blood, and it clearly wasnât his own blood.
His eyes shone golden, he was already with the golden bone appearance.
It was very evident now that Su Yue was undergoing a second bone wash, striving for the platinum bone appearance.
"A gift from the heavens, a gift from the heavens indeed!"
Jiang Fuyan was so excited he nearly cried.
Every time he saw such a promising young person, he couldnât help but feel thrilled inside.
It used to always be other provinces, but this time, it was finally Renqing Provinceâs turn.
In the future, he would undoubtedly be a pillar of the human race.
"Damn, he also wants to inject the strong radiation needle!"
Another exclamation!
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On the rooftop!
Su Yue held the strong radiation needle that he got from Oyster Sauce, breathing deeply and constantly motivating himself.
Outside the birdcage, Li Xingpei had already received the message and knew she had misunderstood Su Yue.
Watching Su Yue inject the strong radiation needle again, Li Xingpei was so anxious that tears fell from her eyes.
"Su Yue, wait, soon, Iâm almost there!"
On the highway, engines roared.
Pan Yizhengâs eyes were red with tears streaming down, he hadnât been so moved in a long time.
Today, he was inspired by Su Yueâs indomitable spirit.
This is what a Martial Artist should be.
This is indeed the spirit of the Divine Land.