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Martial Master

Chapter 488: Boundless Demonic Power 🌌

Published: November 30, -0001

Swish!

A black flow of light, like an illusion, instantly appeared before Leng Shu.

"Nice speed, but with just this attack, you can't even injure me, let alone defeat me."

Leng Shu gently squeezed the jade fan in his hand, and with a whoosh, his figure suddenly vanished, like a butterfly fluttering, disappearing from the arena.

The black-robed youth, Mo Li's attack, naturally missed, crashing into the air.

"Shadowless Body Technique!"

"It seems that Leng Shu is really getting serious; he actually used his renowned skill, the Shadowless Body Technique, right from the start. That kid is going to be in trouble."

"Who does he think he is? Although he has some strength, he dares to provoke Leng Shu."

Exclamations and cold huffs immediately arose from outside Gu Nan City.

"Hmph, can't find me now? Your attack is indeed not weak, but if you can't hit me, it's all in vain, while I can easily toy with you."

A ghostly voice echoed around the arena, and suddenly, countless sharp rays of light flashed around, like raging wind blades, carrying a piercing whistling sound, enclosing Mo Li.

"You think too highly of yourself."

Mo Li spoke calmly and suddenly punched towards the void ahead.

Boom!

The dark fist's might shot into the sky, transforming into an angry dragon, roaring and crashing, suddenly a figure emerged in the originally empty space above the arena, blasted out by the terrifying fist's might, revealing a look of horror, instantly flying back a hundred meters before desperately stopping.

"How did you discover me?"

Leng Shu's expression turned furious.

"What's so hard about this? It's just light refraction combined with the concealed aura's illusion technique. Do you really think you're the Nineth Level Martial God, able to traverse the void?"

Mo Li sneered, his tone dismissive.

That disdainful tone caused Leng Shu's face to flush red, his anger boiling.

"Good, very good. If your goal was to anger me, you've succeeded." Leng Shu's face was like cold jade, his tone icy.

Those who were familiar with him knew that Leng Shu was truly enraged, an astonishing aura rising from within him.

"I hope you can last a bit longer; don't be defeated by me in just a few moves. That would be too boring." Leng Shu waved his jade fan, his expression cold, the surging true power within him akin to a coiled dragon, containing immense strength.

"You're probably going to be disappointed because I'm thinking of defeating you in just a few moves." Mo Li shook his head, speaking indifferently.

Upon hearing this, not only did Leng Shu's expression change, but everyone present was left speechless.

No matter how you looked at it, Leng Shu was a peak expert of the Mystic Level's late stage, one of the three unrivaled prodigies of Xuan Continent, with unfathomable strength, undoubtedly one of the strongest.

But the implication from this black-robed youth seemed to suggest that defeating Leng Shu was an easy task, leaving everyone dumbfounded and incredulous.

"Haha!"

It was as if he had heard the funniest joke; Leng Shu laughed coldly, and as he laughed, his expression turned grim, revealing a hint of indescribable murderous intent: "Do you think breaking my Shadowless Body Technique means you can defeat me? Too naive. I want to see how you're going to defeat me in just a few moves."

"Take this."

As the words fell, Leng Shu took the initiative to launch an attack.

Swish!

In his rage, he swung the jade fan, and a massive true power formed a vast vacuum zone, compressing the air. At the edges of the fan wind, whirlwinds exploded, enveloping the space around Mo Li for several dozen feet, fierce and domineering, destroying everything as it crazily slammed down towards Mo Li.

"It's the Six Harmonies Eight Wilderness Fan Technique, one of Leng Shu's renowned skills; let's see how Mo Li dodges."

Someone in the crowd whispered in awe.

"Hmph, shatter!"

Mo Li sneered, directly punching out.

"Boom!"

The fierce fist's might cut through the void, slicing the enveloping fan wind in an instant.

"Come again."

"Eight Wilderness Six Harmonies Fan Technique—Dominating All Directions!"