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Chapter 574 First Blood!

Having lost her weapon and being thrown off balance by the death roll of [Hearing Wrath] while in mid-air, with the venomous sword tip about to pierce her waist and abdomen, Feng Xue's brain began to work at high speed.

Without using any magical abilities, there was no way to avoid it at this point!

Feng Xue frowned, her muscles tensed up, and instead of trying to stabilize herself, she used her abdominal muscles to curl up!
Seeing Feng Xue's posture as if she was about to be beaten, [Yan Jianxi] secretly laughed to himself. If she were facing blunt weapons or whips, it would be fine, but how could she withstand the sharpness of his camel sword?
He immediately channeled his inner strength, unleashing three sword flourishes, simultaneously stabbing at three vital points: the heart, the armpit, and the throat.

Although it will only hit one spot in the end, this tremor has tripled the difficulty for Feng Xue to block it!
"Got it!" The strange sword changed shape several times before finally tracing an arc and stabbing towards the kidney. Feeling the resistance of the sword's edge, he knew he had succeeded and was overjoyed. But the next moment, the sword in his hand paused.

"Step aside!"

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Although Yan Jianxi didn't know how the sword was blocked, he still followed the guidance of the voice behind him, pushed off with his feet, and slammed backward. In that instant, a leg swept past in front of him. His shrewd experience told him that it was probably too late.

In the rush, [Yan Jianxi] could only loosen his grip on the sword hilt and awkwardly cross his arms to parry!
"Oh!"

A muffled thud, accompanied by the clear sound of bones cracking! [Yan Jianxi] felt an irresistible force coming from his arms, as if he had been hit by a charging wild bull. His hunched body flew off the ground and crashed heavily to the ground several meters away. His arms hung limply, clearly broken, and blood spilled from his mouth. He was unable to get up for a moment.

Only then did he see clearly Feng Xue's strange posture of supporting herself with one hand and kicking her left leg forward, with that strange sword sandwiched between her left elbow and knee!

The entire process happened in the blink of an eye. From loosening the staff, being struck by the sword, spinning, kicking, and disarming, it was all done in one smooth motion. [Ears of Wrath] had just regained his balance after his "Death Roll" missed. Seeing that his killing move had not been fully effective and had instead severely injured [Eyes of Joy], he was even more enraged.

"Boy looking for death!"

He roared and charged again, the strange weapon slashing down with even more ferocity.

[Tongue-Tasting Thought] and [Opinion-Desire] also wore solemn expressions, their attacks intensifying. [Tongue-Tasting Thought]'s palms danced, his soft, yin-like palm force like an invisible net, enveloping Feng Xue from the side and restricting his movement. [Opinion-Desire]'s curved blade, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, seized the opportunity presented by Feng Xue's awkward posture to launch a fierce attack.

[Nose Love], who had just escaped the battle, should have chased after the fleeing brat, but [Body Worry] had already chased far ahead. Still harboring resentment over the previous blow, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes. He tucked his folding fan into his collar, and his figure seemed to launch into action, instantly inserting himself into the battle. Don't be fooled by this rapid, straight-line acceleration; he feinted as soon as he reached Feng Xue, then shifted half a foot to the side. This kind of right-angle turning lightness skill—no wonder he dared to claim "expertise"!
This abrupt turn in light footwork is counterintuitive to martial artists, but in Feng Xue's eyes, it is far easier to calculate than those light footwork techniques that emphasize footwork changes. Before the turn even landed, Feng Xue slid in and pressed down on his body to avoid the insidious curved blade. With his left hand, he grabbed the camel sword and held it in reverse, breaking through the palm wind of [Tongue Tastes]. This strange sword has a peculiar shape and an odd center of gravity, but with his calculation ability, he knew how to use it in an instant.

There are still no set moves or fighting styles; all moves are based on the most direct laws of physics and ergonomics—the closest distance, the most energy-saving angle, and the most damaging landing point.

This move is straightforward and too easy to predict, but that's precisely why it's considered a move that forces the enemy to defend. Although Feng Xue no longer has the magical beast buff from Sarafina, she relies on the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Body Tempering Technique developed by the Hundred Schools of Thought. Although she uses her qi and blood strength, she is in no way inferior to these high-level martial arts superhumans who are enhanced by internal energy.

Even more so, there are those who can surpass them!
Yi Xiangyu was extremely cautious about his own safety. Seeing that Feng Xue had dodged his powerful attack, he knew that he could not succeed at this moment, so he immediately withdrew. His tongue-tasting palm wind was broken, and seeing the strange sword blade coming, he dared not be careless. The two of them withdrew, and Er Ting Nu was positioned right behind Feng Xue. Seeing such a clever angle of attack, Er Ting Nu roared and immediately wanted to cut Feng Xue in two!
But when the scissors had only pierced halfway through, he discovered that [Nose Love] had blocked his perfect attack range, which infuriated him and caused him to curse.

But before the insults could even reach their ears, [Nose Love] had already launched an attack.

Because it all happened so fast, he didn't even realize that he had blocked the attack of [Hearing Wrath]. He was overjoyed, thinking that before Feng Xue could react, he had already used his lightness skill to get to the blind spot. His arms seemed to have no bones, and like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, he threw out two hook punches!

Seeing that this idiot was completely unaware that he had been lured to this position, Feng Xue abandoned the attempt to kill him. Instead, she kicked out, striking his fists directly, using the force to break free of the encirclement. Her strange sword was aimed straight at [Tongue Tasting Thought]!
Only then did the angry curses of [Ears Hearing Anger] enter his ears, and [Tongue Tasting Thoughts] saw Feng Xuefei coming, but his eyes were frighteningly bright.

"This kid must have chosen me as his weak point because he saw me using my palm strikes to intimidate him and assumed I wasn't good at close combat. Hah, I'll teach him a lesson he won't forget!"

[Tongue Tastes Thought] He thought to himself, and with his fingers like a sword, a surge of profound Yin energy concentrated at his fingertips. The chilling aura caused white mist to rise from the air around him. However, before the mist could be dispersed, his fingers and sword had already made contact.

Feng Xue had already pushed the basic energy pool to Taiji Yuanli. Without using any magic, the sword had no enhancement. When it collided with the sword finger, it bent instantly!
The camel sword was an unusual weapon, and its structure was naturally not as stable as a straight sword. When it bent, it suddenly shattered. [Tongue Tasting Thought]'s body emanated a masculine internal force that was completely different from the previous Yin internal force. He took a step forward while resisting the flying shattered sword, and pushed forward with one palm. The sound was like thunder.

Feng Xue knew that this palm strike was probably a killing move, so she immediately tried to retreat. But then she heard the sound of drums, and the already powerful palm strike suddenly accelerated, breaking through the sound barrier as if it were accompanied by thunder, and reached her head.

Force, angle, direction...

Various data flashed through Feng Xue's mind. He loosened his grip on the sword hilt, and before it could fall, he thrust out a palm to meet the punch from the tongue-swallowing man.

Between fist and palm, they did not clash. [Tongue Tasting Thought] felt a force lifting his fist up. Knowing that this blow could not be fatal, he transformed his fist into a claw and used a set of grappling techniques to grab Feng Xue's shoulder and elbow joints.

However, this time, Feng Xue strangely did not make any response until the slightly awkward feeling of disassembling the joints came back from her palm. Only then did [Tongue Tastes] suddenly become wary of this smooth progress.

But by then, it was too late!
A strong wave of dizziness and weakness washed over him, and all he could feel was a blur before his eyes. He could only hear the last sound of his life.

"First!"

(End of this chapter)