Chapter Thirty-Seven: Bloodthirsty Claws Target the Dantian
The atmosphere on the arena was tense and deadly.
Wang Zheng twisted his neck, his joints cracking, and grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth, making no attempt to hide the malice in his eyes.
"Junior sister, it's not too late to admit defeat now." His voice was rough and hoarse. "Otherwise, I might hurt your pretty face if I don't hold back. That would be such a pity."
Fang Li took a deep breath, suppressing the discomfort in her chest caused by the pressure from the other party's Foundation Establishment stage, and did not answer, but slowly assumed the starting stance.
Admit defeat? Did Su Wanqing, who had gone to such lengths to orchestrate this whole affair, really expect her to give up so easily?
"You're asking for it!" Wang sneered, then suddenly exerted force with his feet, causing the arena floor to tremble slightly.
He charged straight at Fang Li like a mad dog! His first move was a deadly strike; his fist, the size of a clay pot, carried a vicious wind and smashed towards Fang Li's face! It wasn't a contest; it was clearly a kill shot!
"Damn it! They're going all out right from the start!" Fang Li cursed inwardly, focusing her mind and retreating rapidly while quickly forming hand seals.
"Water curtain!"
"Freeze!"
Just as a layer of rippling light formed in front of her, Wang Zheng's fist arrived! Bang! The light curtain trembled violently, shattering after only a moment!
Fang Li quickly dodged to the side.
Boom! The fist slammed into the obsidian floor of the arena, leaving a shallow crater!
"Hide? Let's see how long you can hide!" Wang grinned maliciously, swinging his fists with a whooshing sound.
Wang Zheng's punch missed, but he reacted extremely quickly, following up with his left fist, which went straight for Fang Li's heart!
Fang Li's spiritual energy surged, and she changed her footwork to barely dodge the attack.
But Wang Zheng's offensive was like a storm, giving her no chance to catch her breath.
The third punch, the fourth punch... the punches kept coming, covering all her escape routes.
Fang Li gritted her teeth and suddenly activated a "Golden Bell Shield" talisman! A pale golden light shield instantly appeared!
"Bang!"
Wang Zheng's heavy fist slammed into the light shield! The light shield trembled violently, and its surface was instantly covered with cracks! Fang Li felt a tremendous force pass through the light shield, which made her blood churn, and she almost spat out blood. She used the force to retreat quickly, barely managing to dissipate some of the force.
"Your turtle shell is tough enough!" Wang Zheng spat, his eyes flashing even more fiercely. "Let's see how many hits you can take!"
He lunged again, his punches becoming even more ferocious.
"Commander! Continuously monitor his spiritual energy fluctuations! Focus on the left flank's footwork coordination and lightning resistance!"
The system is operating at full capacity: [Monitoring! There is indeed a 0.1-second delay in the landing force on the left flank! The lightning attribute spiritual energy fluctuations are abnormally active, suggesting a tendency towards aversion or fear! Host, dodge to the right, feign an attack on the lower body!]
Fang Li did as instructed, feigning an attack on his lower body.
As expected, Wang Zheng habitually shifted his center of gravity to the left for defense.
Now!
With a flick of her wrist, a "lightning-attracting talisman" that had been held in her palm was instantly activated!
Sizzle!
A silver lightning bolt appeared out of thin air and shot straight at Wang Zheng's face!
Wang Zheng's expression changed drastically, as if he had seen something extremely disgusting. He subconsciously leaned back and dodged, his movements momentarily flustered and frozen.
Although he reacted immediately and shattered the lightning with a punch, his rhythm had already been disrupted.
With a firm resolve, Fang Li seized this fleeting opportunity. With a light tap of her toes, she retreated swiftly while simultaneously flicking her hands, sending several basic "Quicksand Talismans" and "Vine Binding Talismans" precisely towards the area on Wang Zheng's left flank where he was about to land and exert his strength!
Just as Wang Zheng had neutralized the lightning talisman and was about to lunge forward, his left foot suddenly went weak where it landed, as if he had stepped into a mud pit. At the same time, several tough vines appeared out of nowhere and wrapped around his left knee joint!
"A mere trick!" Wang Zheng roared, unleashing his spiritual power to shatter the vines and quicksand, but his figure was ultimately hindered for a moment, and his momentum faltered.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Fang Li quickly created distance, swallowed a Qi-restoring pill, and her chest heaved violently.
She even risked trying to mobilize a wisp of chaotic spiritual power and incorporate it into a simple "dispelling talisman" to cast.
Although the effect was not significant, it did cause a slight disruption in the spiritual energy of Wang Zheng's next attack, giving her a brief respite.
On the high platform, several peak masters watched intently.
Master Qingxuan was so excited he almost plucked out his beard, slapping his thigh: "Excellent! Calm under pressure, insightful and perceptive! Her use of low-level talismans is masterful, the timing, angle, and combination are exquisite! This woman should be accepted into the Yixing Peak sect! She was born to draw talismans!"
Ling Xiaozhi nodded slightly, his gaze sharp: "Solid foundation, quick-witted, and incredibly resilient. It's a pity, he's not cut out to be a sword cultivator." There was a hint of regret in his tone.
Granny Yao snorted and immediately took out several jade bottles, tossing them to the disciples behind her: "Go! Prepare these for that girl below the stage! The best Rejuvenating Pills and Meridian Nourishing Pills! Don't let that mad dog ruin such a promising talent just because he's powerful!"
Huo Duan stared wide-eyed, thoroughly enjoying the sight: "Hey! That movement technique is so slippery! It can dodge even better than my thousand-times-forged spirit armor! Interesting!"
The Old Man of Ten Thousand Beasts continued scratching his spirit beast Ah Huang, muttering, "Ah Huang said that the strange fragrance on her seemed to get stronger when she was being beaten? How strange..."
Sizzle—!
A chilling claw-like wind swept past! Fang Li couldn't dodge in time; her sleeve was torn, leaving three bloody marks on her arm. A chilling aura instantly tried to penetrate her meridians!
[Damn it! Host, watch out! This old fox is incredibly fast!] The system's voice screamed in my head.
Fang Li's eyes narrowed.
She lightly touched the ground with her toes, advancing instead of retreating! Her longsword thrust straight at Wang Zheng's left shoulder! The tip of the sword gleamed coldly!
A hint of surprise flashed in Wang Zheng's eyes. He snorted coldly, and his right claw lashed out, slamming down hard on Fang Li's thrusting sword! At the same time, his left claw mysteriously emerged from below, aiming straight for Fang Li's abdomen! Insidious and ruthless!
clang!
The longsword clashed with the sharp claws, sparks flying! The impact sent Fang Li's arm numb, and the longsword nearly slipped from her grasp!
Fang Li gritted her teeth and retreated hastily: "Damn! Too fast!"
System (screaming): [“Host, watch out on the left! The Stone-Splitting Fist is coming! Dive!”]
Fang Li suddenly looked down, and a heavy gust of wind from the punch grazed her scalp, snapping a few strands of hair!
She seized the opportunity and pointed at Wang Zheng's right knee!
"Ugh!" Caught off guard, Wang Zheng's right knee buckled suddenly, a piercing pain shot through him, and he staggered, his attack instantly crumbling!
"Beautiful!" someone in the audience couldn't help but cheer.
"Attack his weakness!"
Wang Zheng knelt on one knee and used his hand to support himself before he could barely steady himself.
He looked up, his eyes completely red. He had actually been hit in a weak spot by a woman in the Qi Refining stage! He had almost fallen!
"You're asking for death!" he growled, slowly rising to his feet, his right leg seemingly hesitant to exert any force. But the murderous aura emanating from him suddenly surged to a terrifying level!
He stared intently at Fang Li, slowly raising his hands, his ten fingers curling into claws. A chilling, deathly spiritual power began to gather and entwine at his fingertips! The surrounding temperature seemed to drop several degrees.
"It's the Blood Fiend Soul-Splitting Claw!" a disciple below the stage cried out in terror.
"He's insane! Using such a forbidden technique in the grand competition?!"
"Stop him!"
The referee elder's expression changed, and he was about to make a move when Wang Zheng roared and swung out a claw!
A twisted, blood-red claw-like beam tore through the air, accompanied by a shrill shriek, heading straight for Fang Li's dantian! Wherever it passed, even light was swallowed up, leaving faint traces of corrosion.
"You little bitch, cripple me!"
Fang Li's pupils constricted as she watched the deadly claw rapidly enlarge before her eyes...
On the high platform.
Shen Yunzhou's fingers tightened suddenly on the armrest, and the white jade armrest shattered with a "crack"! He stood up abruptly, his body radiating a surge of cold energy, and with one step, he rushed onto the arena!
On the other side, Xie Chen's gentle smile had vanished, replaced by a furrowed brow and sharp gaze.
With a "snap," the jade-shaped bone fan in his hand unfolded, and with a slight twist of his wrist, he unleashed a wind shield in the direction of Fang Li.
Ji Qianqiu roared and charged onto the arena on his sword: "Bastard! You dare hurt Fang Li! I'll kill you!"
Even the blurry figure in the clouds seemed to move slightly.
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