"Ha, you’re boasting. You make it sound so impressive, but your barrier is only this big, I think your strength is just so-so." Xu Shu dodged the question, sneering, and took the opportunity when Wu Jie’s hands were unusable to grab Wu Jie’s neck and slam her to the ground.
"Interesting. Little donor, your skills may not be great, but your tone sure is."
Wu Jie’s esophagus seed to grow like tentacles, reconnecting and reattaching her head, while she kept talking: "But let see if your strength matches your tone!"
The two exchanged verbal barbs continuously, yet the fight with their hands did not stop.
Xu Shu grasped Wu Jie’s neck, striving to pull her head off;
anwhile, Wu Jie kept using the tail needles of her hair tips to stab Xu Shu, and slapped him with three extra arms growing from her back.
If Xu Shu were even slightly careless, she might pierce his heart.
As everyone knows, even an "Esoteric Buddhism Tutor" would have their flesh recovery rate affected if beheaded; and for Xu Shu, if he were killed, he would die for sure.
Therefore, the battle was back-and-forth, with neither willing to concede.
The impact of their fight sent rocks flying, iron pipes weathering, and the entire sewer’s filthy water turning over, murky everywhere.
However, as it went on, Wu Jie seed to gradually gain the upper hand, suppressing Xu Shu under her.
After all, this was her barrier, her "main battlefield"!
And Xu Shu had distanced himself from his teammates, the Recovery Technique from the "Life Player" and the blessing from the "Fallen Apostle" had long since expired.
At this mont, facing the "Esoteric Buddhism Tutor," who was absolutely unlike other professions that would shatter at the first touch, Xu Shu found himself gradually at a disadvantage.
[Today is another day of choosing whom to outlast, let’s see who is chosen?]
[Oh no, you’re choosing yourself!]
[New Calendar Year 19, January 1, Xu Longxiang accidentally returned to his childhood birthplace, encountering an evil nun, a dual-path Yin God as terrifying as a monster, unable to defeat with all his might!]
[At such a critical mont, not only are you overco with grief, but past events flash before your eyes: the exuberance upon entering a key high school through hard work, the unwillingness when Senior Sister Xinyi turned to soone else’s embrace...]
In an instant, vivid scenes like a slideshow appeared before his eyes.
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Xu Shu’s mouth twitched.
Damn, my life has been a careful tightrope walk, with so many hardships you don’t ntion, and you fixate on Senior Sister Xinyi, don’t you?
But continuing to fight like this is not a solution, should I really waste one of my lives to take her down?
How co Narrow Sleeve Guanyin still can’t handle her... Is the power really that different?
Xu Shu felt a heaviness in his heart.
His boldness to leave the team and face this powerful Third Rank Late Stage monster alone wasn’t without backing.
The "Primordial Spirit," which could restrain the Evil Spirit, was his trump card!
Originally, he thought of taking this Yin God monster with the Seven Emotions suffix by surprise, but now it seed that even the small jade Buddha could not handle her.
Strange, clearly it took no ti to stealthily eat Qiansui and the little tiger of the sa Third Rank before...
Wait, could it be...
Xu Shu’s eyes darted around, suddenly realizing sothing crucial, he imdiately closed his eyes, tears pouring from their corners.
Seeing him weeping so pitifully, Wu Jie taunted, "Haha, after all, just a junior afraid of death, arrogant when dominant, pleading when at a disadvantage, using vain words!"
"But people everywhere are like this, humans, after all, have limits..."
"All beings struggle in the sea of suffering, boundless and shoreless?"
As she spoke, she suddenly seed to recall so unbearable past, her voice turned low, as if unintentionally breaking her own defense.
The next second, Wu Jie switched tones: "The donor’s sorrow has been witnessed by this monk, there is no reincarnation in this world, you’d be better off going early, it’s a blessing for a coward like you!"
After speaking, Wu Jie raised the black blade ford from her hair tips, aiming forcefully at Xu Shu’s chest!
This blade carried a powerful evil aura, that even a Dragon Elephant Body couldn’t escape unscathed.
However, the blade that seed capable of slicing through space emitted a loud clang on Xu Shu’s chest.
Under huge countershock, Wu Jie was sent flying with her feet off the ground, out of control, floating in mid-air.
Iron Armor·Parting Sorrow!
The louder the cries, the higher the defense, and Xu Shu had just perfectly countered!
"It worked!"
Xu Shu opened his eyes abruptly, finding Wu Jie’s two big white legs tightly hooked around his waist, preventing her from being launched away.
In mid-air, Wu Jie bobbed and swayed like a kite, parallel to Xu Shu, the two forming the shape of a "2", with Xu Shu lying horizontally on the ground, and Wu Jie holding him from above.
She still wore a smile, saying: "The donor is fixated, you’re only thinking about escape, your courage has faded, continuing to survive is aningless, let this monk send you off!"
As her voice fell, Wu Jie’s body surface released more and more blood, forming massive tentacles, about to stab towards Xu Shu.
At this mont of impending danger, Xu Shu suddenly, without warning, threw a punch, hitting Wu Jie hard in the abdon and crotch.
"Guh!"
Wu Jie, tall and strong, the punch landed precisely, even though she wasn’t fully human anymore, she still felt considerable pain, her eyes bulging.
But what surprised her even more wasn’t this.
Xu Shu casually discarded the rmaid he was wearing, drew out a spear, and fiercely stabbed into Wu Jie’s abdon.
This spear was like a yellow dragon erging from the sea, unexpectedly quick, Wu Jie had no chance to dodge, and was imdiately pierced.
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