The next moment, under Jing Zhe's gaze, Duanhun Shan picked up the tinderbox and brought it close to the medicinal catalyst of the "Quenching Pill".
At this moment, his hands were trembling slightly.
Of course, he wasn't trembling with fear, after all, he didn't know that the "Quenching Pill" he thought was a miracle drug was actually a bomb that would send him to his death!
His trembling was entirely due to excitement. After all, once he ignited the catalyst, and consumed the four Tempering Pills, he would find out whether there was a whole new world beyond the Grandmaster realm, and whether he would become the first and only person in the world to step into the "Divine Realm"!
Next, he first lit the two "quenching pills" in his left hand, and then lit the two in his pocket.
Hearing the crackling sound of the fuse burning rapidly in his ears, Duanhun Shan's legs trembled slightly. At this moment, he felt a little uneasy, but when he looked up at Jing Zhe, who was still standing obediently in place, he didn't take it seriously.
Look, this medicine is truly miraculous. When the medicinal catalyst is activated, it actually makes people feel uneasy. Amazing!
Watching the catalyst for the Tempering Pill hiss and smoke, the Soul-Severing Fan thought to himself with immense pride.
On the other side, Jing Zhe's eyes widened. With a distance of nearly a hundred meters between him and the Soul-Severing Fan, even if the four grenades were extremely powerful, they would not affect him.
He wanted to watch closely as the grandmaster of the Soul-Severing Fan was injured by four grenades—of course, the ideal scenario would be for the Soul-Severing Fan to be killed outright, but that was highly unlikely, given that he was a grandmaster and his strength was not to be underestimated.
I still remember that when the Twin Monsters of Tongtian were on guard, they were still injured when they were hit by a grenade. So if the Soul-Severing Fan is hit by a grenade without warning, the injury will definitely be severe!
Jing Zhe was helpless against a healthy Grandmaster, but he was quite confident in dealing with a Grandmaster who was frightened and seriously injured!
At this moment, he had already reached into his robes and gripped the Emperor's Sword, which he hadn't used in a long time. He also had a hand grenade left in his robes, just in case.
Strike while the iron is hot and kill him!
Jing Zhe was just waiting for the grenade to explode before he rushed forward and finished him off!
Anyone who dares to lay a finger on my woman deserves to die!
...
At this moment, the smug Soul-Severing Fan had already thrown away the tinderbox. Watching the "catalyst" burn out, he put the three "Quenching Pills" in his pocket, freeing his hand to open one of them and savor the taste of this divine medicine!
Suddenly, a strange sense of crisis welled up in his heart. Since becoming a Grandmaster, he had never felt such a strong sense of crisis. He immediately looked up at Jing Zhe and saw that he had his hands in his pockets and his eyes were sharp, as if he was preparing to attack...
Even so, shouldn't it be like this?
Even if he were right in front of me, let alone so far away, he wouldn't pose any threat!
What exactly is that?
"boom!"
Before the Soul-Severing Fan could figure out the reason, it felt a pain in its chest, accompanied by a loud bang in its ear.
As a grandmaster, when faced with danger, he would subconsciously externalize his true energy to form a protective shield.
He moved quickly, everything was done in the blink of an eye, but even so, he was still a step too slow, after all, he was already feeling pain in his arms as he did all this.
He endured the pain and looked down, but there was no more Tempering Pill in his arms or hands.
The deafening bang just now was from the explosion of the ceramic jar containing the Quenching Pill. Duanhun Shan never expected that the Quenching Pill could explode. What he didn't expect was that a ceramic jar the size of a palm could explode so loudly and hurt so much.
He felt as if countless swords had pierced his entire body, especially in his chest, where the pain was particularly intense, and bloodstains had already appeared. He desperately wanted to pull open his clothes to see what had injured him, but he obviously didn't have the chance!
As soon as the explosion ended, Jing Zhe charged forward like lightning, wielding a short sword!
Despite the pain, Duanhun Shan used his iron fan to block Jing Zhe's first wave of attacks. But Jing Zhe was now far more swift and fierce than before. He was as excited and brave as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and each sword strike was faster, more ruthless, and sharper than the last!
So the situation is now the opposite of before. Jing Zhe is on the offensive, while Duanhun Shan is on the defensive. Moreover, Duanhun Shan is being forced to retreat and defend under Jing Zhe's incredibly sharp offensive!
Every time the Soul-Severing Fan used the iron fan to block Jing Zhe's attack, he felt an excruciating pain in his chest, and the blood squeezed in his chest gushed out, as if it was about to be spat out of his mouth!
If he hadn't clenched his teeth and struggled to resist Jing Zhe, he probably would have coughed up blood long ago.
How come this kid is suddenly so fierce?
At this moment, Duanhun Shan was cursing under his breath.
Jing Zhe is very strong, much stronger than he imagined.
Jing Zhe's lightness skill had reached a higher level than his own, so his speed was far superior. Although Jing Zhe's martial arts were at the peak of the sixth level, he had a variety of moves, and they were all moves that he had never seen before. This was normal, since neither Liu Jinghong nor Su Mochen had taught Jing Zhe any moves that had been passed down in the martial arts world.
In addition, Jing Zhe had just participated in the martial arts tournament and fought a large-scale battle against the Western Frontier Heavy Cavalry Regiment, which meant that his combat ability was at its peak. Therefore, Duanhun Shan was certain that even if he were in an ideal state, he might not have the upper hand in a head-on fight with Jing Zhe, let alone now that he was seriously injured.
This kid is too despicable. It turns out he was just pretending all along. First he pretended to be an ordinary person, then he pretended to be unable to fight, and finally he pretended to be weak, which led him to underestimate his opponent. If he had known from the beginning that he was so strong, how could Duanhun Fan have believed that he would give him the miraculous medicine "Quenching Pill" so easily?
Screw the "Quenching Pill"!
The thought of this made Duanhun Shan furious. He had dominated the martial arts world for decades and had probably killed more people than Jing Zhe knew. Yet he had been defeated by this "Quenching Pill". How could he not be angry?
Jing Zhe fought with increasing ferocity and speed, and the Soul-Severing Fan was clearly losing its ability to defend itself, retreating further and further away.
"You want to kill me? Come on, kill me!"
Jing Zhe taunted him as he fought, as if he wanted to infuriate the Soul-Severing Fan before killing him. And he did achieve his goal, as the Soul-Severing Fan was so angry that he almost lost his power.
"You think you can kill me?"
"Then let's give it a try!"
With that, Jing Zhe struck again, piercing straight into the heart of the Soul-Severing Fan!
"Look who's there!"
Suddenly, the Soul-Severing Fan uttered these words and then retreated rapidly!
Jing Zhe looked back and his eyes widened in surprise!
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