CHAPTER 63: CHAPTER 63, BRAVE BATTLE! THE DEATH OF THE GRANDMASTER! (PLEASE FOLLOW! PLEASE VOTE!)

Seeing Wang Teng rushing over, Xuan Nan’s heart turned, and his withered arms swiftly struck toward Wang Teng’s neck like lightning.

This fierce move was clearly contrary to the Buddhist Sect’s principles.

But at this moment, Xuan Nan couldn’t care about such matters, striving to kill Wang Teng.

The violent palm wind arrived in an instant, further closing in on Wang Teng’s neck.

Wang Teng’s knees slightly bent, his waist and abdomen exerted strength, and his whole body slid forward in a kneeling posture, narrowly avoiding Xuan Nan’s palm strike.

"Hmm?!"

Xuan Nan couldn’t help but let out a soft hum, a trace of regret flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, Wang Teng swiftly turned around, his knee bracing on the ground, and pounced toward Xuan Nan, who had his back turned.

Suddenly, Wang Teng felt a chill behind him.

"Humph~!"

In midair, Wang Teng barely twisted his body, using excellent waist strength to tilt aside, but still felt a burning pain from his back.

It was actually Xuan Ji!

After the great change in the world, he recovered part of his combat power!

The current crisis deepened again.

"Bang~!"

The sound of landing.

Wang Teng, who fell to the ground, dared not hesitate, sweeping a leg toward Xuan Nan’s ankle while his right hand picked up a blade dropped by one of the others, slashing at his knee.

Xuan Nan easily dodged the kick by slightly lifting his right foot, then suddenly appeared startled as blood spurted from his other leg.

Yet at this moment, Xuan Ji leapt from behind.

Inner strength surged as he kicked toward Wang Teng’s head.

"Bang~! Bang~! Bang~! Bang~!"

A series of kicks forced Wang Teng into a perilous state, continuously rolling to dodge.

Forced into a corner, Wang Teng lunged through a window, crashing into the manor’s hall.

Covered in dust and blood, his left shoulder injured by the fierce wind, his clothes were torn, exposing raw flesh and blood.

Xuan Nan’s knee was stuck with the blade, lodged in the bone, causing him near fainting; with trembling hands, he used inner strength to seal the wound and stop the bleeding.

Then he and Xuan Ji exchanged glances, walking together toward Wang Teng in the hall.

Wang Teng scanned the room, large and orderly, contrasting starkly with the chaotic Asura World outside.

He accidentally knocked a tea table, spilling half a cup of tea over the edge, stopped by the outer frame of the table.

Not knowing which "hero" it was intended for.

As two terrifying auras in the hall gradually approached.

Wang Teng shook the dust off himself, his toes digging into the ground, his back slightly arched.

"Thud~! Thud~!"

Xuan Nan and Xuan Ji stepped into the hall, their wide monk’s robes billowing with terrifying inner strength.

The teacup on the edge, under the force, trembled and immediately fell.

"Swoosh~!"

Wang Teng exerted force with his toes, his waist and abdomen driving his body forward like a fierce tiger, punching toward Xuan Nan’s temple.

"A tiger in front sees no ravines, a coward only sees obstacles!"

Wang Teng silently recited in his heart, a hint of ferocity flashing in his eyes.

Knees bending, waist twisting, the instep poised like a bow, his body like an arrow, moving like a specter.

Although there was no talent bonus, his martial arts remained!

In Xuan Nan’s eyes, Wang Teng’s figure vanished.

Then Xuan Nan heard the sound of a fist in the air beside him.

"Whoosh~!"

Xuan Nan lost sight of Wang Teng’s figure, but Xuan Ji did not!

A hand shot out from the wide sleeve toward Wang Teng’s incoming fist.

The overwhelming inner strength in the palm was enough to shatter gold and stone.

Wang Teng did not retreat, changing fist to palm, forearm rotating slightly as Xuan Ji’s palm strike approached.

"Snap~!"

At the moment of contact, Wang Teng’s palm slipped downward like an eel.

Star Shifting diverted most of the inner strength.

"Crack~!"

The impact directly broke his wrist!

Yet Wang Teng seemed unaware, flipping and bending down, his left hand supporting the ground, his right foot tip raised high, fiercely kicking Xuan Nan’s head.

Eight-Step Chasing Cicada, when used well, is equally an offensive move, Heaven-Pointing Kick!

Xuan Ji frowned slightly, his palm seemingly hitting cotton; as Wang Teng’s toes approached, he intended to grab Wang Teng’s right toes.

But his wrist halted, delayed by half a beat.

It was Wang Teng’s supposedly broken little finger shooting out a golden-yellow qi, piercing through his wrist.

Buddha’s Bones, One Yang Finger.

Die!

The toes fiercely kicked against Xuan Nan’s temple.

Xuan Nan’s vision went black, a buzzing in his brain, as fiery and salty scents gushed from his mouth and nose.

At the same time, just as Xuan Ji was about to shout in rage, he found blood spraying from his throat.

One Yang Finger had pierced through his wrist and simultaneously pierced through his throat!

[Successfully killed Grandmaster-level character Xuan Ji! Gained a total of +800 experience points!]

[First kill of a Grandmaster-level character! Gained +20 reputation points!]

[Successfully killed a Grandmaster-level character! A silver-level blind box has been dropped!]

Holy crap~!

It exploded!

Finally, it exploded!

The battle at Juxian Manor finally yielded the first blind box!

Wang Teng almost thought the Goddess of Fortune had abandoned him.

"Thud~!"

Wang Teng’s arm softened, and he collapsed to the ground, his forehead covered in sweat, his whole body soaked.

But the abrupt mechanical notification chilled Wang Teng’s heart.

In an instant, black ripples rapidly spread in his eyes...

[The target has activated Yijinjing!]

[Effect Activated: Miraculously transforms rot to magic, when receiving fatal damage automatically triggers, locking life value at 1 bar, gradually recovering to 30% of pre-injury state over time!]

Behind Xuan Nan, a compassionate Golden Buddha Body suddenly shattered, his mouth sprayed two more gulps of black blood, glancing at the deceased Xuan Ji, retreating from the hall without hesitation.

Wang Teng gritted his teeth, rising with a flip, in a few swift steps, glimpsing the escaping Xuan Nan, already outside the manor.

Xuan Nan is escaping!

Wang Teng grinned, unwilling to let such a fat catch slip away.

Wang Teng looked down at his right hand.

Five fingers suffered different degrees of damage, pointing in various directions.

He tore a strip of cloth, wrapping his right hand, the intense pain making him gasp.

Then, with a flick of his body, Wang Teng pursued Xuan Nan.

...

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