Zhuge WuLiang was slender with a gaunt face, dressed in a patched blue robe and a square scarf on his head, clutching an abacus, looking like a down-and-out accountant.
At this mont, his figure appeared out of nowhere, standing beside Zhong Shen Xiu, looking at Black Widow Hua Miao with a slight smile, "Hua Miao, you have committed multiple cris within the Great Wu Dynasty, today I shall capture you according to the rules of the Divine Capture Sect, verify your identity, and await your fate. If you resist, you will be executed on the spot!"
In reality, there was never a Grandmaster who didn’t resist.
This was rely a routine opening statent.
"Hehe... Just a Divine Fortune Teller daring to stop ?"
A layer of frost slowly ford on Hua Miao’s beautiful face, her ten fingers spread open, those white threads seed to grow directly from her fingertips, as if they were part of her.
At this mont, as the spider silk vibrated, from the streets, from the houses, from every shadowy corner, puppet-like figures with a ghastly pale face and stiff movents erged.
"Thousand Spiders and Ten Thousand Puppet Hands!"
Gu Qingying clenched her teeth and shouted the na of this sinister Five Poison Sect martial art.
This cultivation technique not only allowed manipulation of spider silk but could also penetrate the bodies of martial artists, allowing them to maintain mobility even after death, even enabling them to use so of their pre-death martial arts!
"Today, Black Widow will fully pay for her evil deeds, let’s fight her!"
Zhong Shen Xiu shouted loudly, sliding down from the rooftop where Grandmasters battled, charging towards a puppet.
This slogan seed to have so effect.
At the very least, it roused Gu Qingying’s blood, making her careless about exposure, eager to jump out and lend him a hand.
The order on the main street instantly turned chaotic.
The sounds of fighting, roars, and the crying of little girls converged incessantly...
...
Above the rooftops.
Divine Fortune Teller Zhuge WuLiang’s fingers tweaked the abacus beads, each movent sent an abacus bead flying, whirling and howling in mid-air, rubbing against the air, emitting incredible heat.
Even more, each one precisely hit several critical nodes of the spider web, causing the sprawling spider silk formation to malfunction.
"Indeed, the Divine Fortune Teller is best at calculating."
Black Widow Hua Miao coldly said, "Today, I will experience your martial arts!"
With a wave of her hand, five tall puppets leaped onto the rooftop, encircling Zhuge WuLiang.
anwhile, the Black Widow floated forward, her palm turning a deep red, like the finest blood jade, seemingly about to unleash so supre palm technique.
Zhuge WuLiang slightly stepped back, his fingers lightly plucked, and with each flick, a puppet’s head exploded, falling lifeless to the ground.
But in the next mont, Black Widow’s suddenly stabbing figure turned from extre motion to extre stillness, her form rotated backward, preparing to turn around and flee.
For Miaojiang warriors, running away wasn’t shaful.
Moreover, Zhuge WuLiang, known as the ’Infallible Calculator’, had undoubtedly set this trap with confidence today.
The unknown circumstances intensified Hua Miao’s fears.
Moreover, clashing with a Grandmaster here had no aning, not to ntion, if so variables occurred, her situation would predominantly not be favorable, after all, this place was the Great Wu, not Miaojiang!
Thus, Black Widow Hua Miao made a decisive decision to leave without any hesitation.
As for those puppets, they were rely expendable; if they could hold Zhuge WuLiang off even for a mont, it was more than worthwhile.
A Grandmaster fully unleashing his speed was as fast as striking lightning.
Hua Miao leaped off the rooftop, her figure ghostlike, darting through streets and alleys, trying to shake off Zhuge WuLiang’s pursuit.
Swoosh!
From ti to ti, a forceful abacus bead would fly from behind, making her expression increasingly annoyed.
"Seeking death!"
Black Widow Hua Miao suddenly turned around, countless spider silks converging, providing her a good leverage point in mid-air. She suddenly executed a Swallow Flip and hurled her palm towards Zhuge WuLiang.
If she didn’t injure this Grandmaster and make him retreat, today’s affairs would likely not end well!
Zhuge WuLiang’s expression was solemn as he extended his hands, holding the abacus forward and chose to clash head-on.
Plop!
A soft yet piercing sound followed, and the myriad of spider silks abruptly snapped, intermixed with broken abacus and beads flying in all directions.
Zhuge WuLiang staggered backwards, his face alternating between pale and flushed, suddenly spitting out a mist of blood.
Clearly, in terms of true strength, he was still inferior to Hua Miao.
Nevertheless, Hua Miao simply swayed, then turned around and continued to flee without hesitation.
Passing a small alley, she spotted a stream crossing the city and a stone bridge ahead.
Once across the bridge, there lay a secretive base of the Five Poison Sect where she could briefly recuperate, providing a secret passage and reinforcents.
Seeing this, Black Widow’s face lit up with joy, about to leap gracefully across.
However, at that mont, an unexpected figure appeared on the bridge.
The person seed to have stood there for a long ti, blending seamlessly with the surroundings, utterly harmonious.
Now turning around, she revealed a face that lded rcy with ruthless coldness.
Goddess Constable, Grandmaster—Yan Wushuang!
Her gaze, passing over the bridge, t with Hua Miao’s, lifting her right hand indifferently, gripping it, and her figure lightly leaping off the arch of the bridge.
In Black Widow’s view, this newly appeared Grandmaster opponent, not only waiting at ease, was perfectly positioned at her most exhausted and slightly injured state. Together with having waited here for who knows how long, the Jialan Fan Hand struck. It seed to rge with the environnt, that strike, and the subtle arc of the bridge, almost beca one.
Making this stream, arch bridge, and even the heavens and earth into accomplices of her attack!
"This move, cannot be taken head-on!"
Hua Miao was extrely shocked, yet she found her surroundings seemingly pressing in on her, forcing her to step forward and take the hit.
Knowing there was no escape, she had no choice but to grit her teeth, once again boosting her cultivation technique, suppressing her injuries. Though Thousand Spiders and Ten Thousand Puppet Hands specialized in concealed manipulation rather than direct confrontation, at crucial monts, it was also extrely ferocious.
Black Widow’s clothes fluttered in the strong wind, her eyes blood-red, and under the clothes on her back, sothing seed to be wriggling, as if wanting to burst forth.
On the opposite side, Yan Wushuang’s face was half compassionate and half ferocious, and her Jialan Fan Hand was also pushed to the limit.
Bang!
After the strike, Yan Wushuang was thrown backwards, her body suddenly sprouting six or seven pinhole-sized pores, from which blood flowed profusely, evidently sustaining severe injuries!
’I followed Divine Fortune Teller’s advice, lying in wait here for Black Widow... rging with heaven and earth for a long while, waiting at ease, having all the geographical advantage, yet still ended in mutual destruction?’
’Just recently promoted to Grandmaster, there is indeed a gap between myself and those on the earth list.’
Thinking so, she looked towards Hua Miao.
Hua Miao’s expression was dazed, looking at the stream ahead and that stone arch bridge, revealing a bitter-beautiful smile.
In the end, she was unable to make it across.
A Grandmaster, thus t her doom on the stone bridge...
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