Taoist Master Leaves the Mountains: All My Senior Sisters Love Me Chapter 1091 - 1090: Muscle Imprint

"Just like this, and he's still a Third Rank Sorcerer? He's a complete disgrace to all Third Rank Sorcerers!"

Baldy didn't take these words to heart at all. He swung his fist, aiming to hit Hui Hui.

After all, he'd always relied on shaless tricks to scam and mooch his way around the midsection of Nine Dragon Mountain, so he pretended not to hear those words at all.

If Hui Hui hadn't just ntioned his baldness, he wouldn't have been so furious.

And.

Making a move would better provoke the people around this young girl.

Thus, he could take this opportunity to ruthlessly teach those around her a lesson.

But.

Before Baldy's hand even touched the young girl, she raised her hand. That small-looking hand, barely able to grip half of his wrist, suddenly grasped his wrist firmly.

Even so.

Baldy felt an overwhelming strength from the young girl's hand, and for a mont, he couldn't move his hand downward even a little.

Baldy looked sowhat astonished.

Although he hadn't cultivated the path of a cultivator, as he'd always been imrsed in the ways of a sorcerer, the girl was only eleven or twelve years old. How could he possibly be weaker than a young girl?

Wang Ye watched as Hui Hui taught Baldy a lesson. Although there was still a trace of cold intent in his eyes, he chose not to step in further.

Hui Hui already possessed the strength of a Seventh-grade peak cultivator. Since she could handle it herself, he decided to let her solve it on her own.

Baldy, finding it impossible to hit the girl, tried to withdraw his wrist but found that this young girl, though she appeared delicate and weak, possessed imnse strength. He had no way to retrieve his wrist.

The originally disdainful crowd around suddenly found their mood changing as they watched this developnt.

They beca curious: "Tsk, interesting."

"To bully a young girl, only to find out he couldn't even bully an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, and couldn't even retrieve his outstretched hand. What a loser."

"Just look at his hairline; he must be fifty or sixty years old already. And the girl looks only eleven or twelve. Seriously?"

"What a disgrace."

Even though Baldy was usually shaless, the crowd's ridicule began to unravel him.

He placed his other hand on the arm that was trying to hit Hui Hui, firmly planting his heel on the ground, and gritted his teeth to try to pull his wrist back from Hui Hui's grasp.

Baldy exerted all his strength but still couldn't retrieve his wrist.

The ridicule from the crowd grew louder, and Baldy's face began to turn red, beads of sweat pouring down from him.

No one noticed the killing intent flickering in Baldy's eyes. His flesh began to tremble, and the formation patterns engraved on his flesh started to operate, attempting to rge the flesh into a unified form, forming larger formation patterns.

This was a technique so ordinary sorcerers learned after the thod of imprinting formation patterns into the blood was lost.

They imprinted small formation patterns onto their muscles, which could then be condensed into larger formations, causing them to reveal powerful forces.

However, this thod required a long preparation ti, and imprinting formation patterns on muscles was extrely painful and ti-consuming.

Yet many sorcerers still chose to do this.

The reason was simply that it could serve as a powerful ace up their sleeve with formidable power.

Which ant one thing.

Baldy had developed killing intent towards Hui Hui!

The bystanders around clearly noticed this too, exclaiming:

"Holy crap! The imprints on his muscles are moving! He's actually planning to use a sorcerer's killing move on this young girl!"

"This guy, when he first tried to attack the young girl, I already thought he was a beast. But I didn't expect him to be even more of a beast than I imagined, wanting to kill her outright!"

"If it was the young girl's fault from the start, it'd be one thing, but it was Baldy who started the trouble from the get-go."

Baldy heard the murmurs around him but was beyond caring.

He stared at Hui Hui with hateful eyes. Hui Hui had embarrassed him so thoroughly that he wouldn't be satisfied unless he dealt with her.

Gradually, a sinister smile spread across his face.

He managed.

In just three seconds, his muscles would transform into the form when they were first imprinted with large formation patterns.

At that ti, an imnsely powerful force would erge from him.

This force could directly deal with the young girl in front of him.

Despite the girl's apparent strength, clearly a cultivator,

During the ti he tried to withdraw his hand, Baldy estimated that the girl was likely only a Seventh-grade peak cultivator.

And the person next to her, who hadn't made a move, was probably similar to him, rely a Third Rank Sorcerer, proficient only in sorcery.

But in the path of a cultivator, they had no accomplishnts.

However.

Just as Baldy was thinking this, Wang Ye, whom he considered having no accomplishnts, suddenly grabbed Baldy's neck and lifted him.

Wang Ye moved with extraordinary speed, his brute strength like an eagle grasping a chick, swiftly slamming Baldy against the wall.

In Wang Ye's eyes, there was a deep-seated killing intent as he stared at Baldy.

Bullying Hui Hui was one thing.

But to even think of killing her.

Such a person could not be left alive!

"Good!"

"Finally made a move, this person needed a good lesson! He shouldn't exist in this world, much less beco a sorcerer!"

Bypassers cheered loudly upon seeing Wang Ye finally take action and slam Baldy against the wall.

However, so onlookers suddenly realized sothing, exclaiming.

"It's over!"

Everyone then reacted.

Their eyes filled with worry as they looked at Wang Ye!