Chapter 345: Dark fist of murder vs Lightning punch (1/2)
Wu Yan’s arm is flexed to the max. The power of the floor master’s attack had grown to a rather terrifying level after being augmented by his dou qi and armament.
Gnas.h.i.+ng his teeth, he steeled his resolve as he used his left foot as a pivot to whip out a kick with his right.
It took only a moment for Wu Yan to concentrate his strength at the a.s.saulting leg. He aimed this kick at his opponent’s chest.
This kick didn’t have an ounce of holding back. It is a very tactical move that held no mercy for its opponent. Wu Yan understood that for someone as annoyingly strong as the floor master, any pretense to probe or warm up would only lead to an adverse outcome.
Wu Yan is intent on going all-out, unleas.h.i.+ng all his body could muster to fight with this worthy foe.
His kick is so terrible in magnitude that it actually managed to peel some of the ground through the vacuum it generated. Way before it even landed on the floor master’s chest, the floor master could already feel a tinge of pain from the incoming attack. He knew full well about the power of this attack and that this attack shouldn’t be underestimated. If he had even an ounce of disdain for his opponents, he wouldn’t have been able to take up the role of a floor master.
The floor master guessed that Wu Yan must have used some sort of battle skill to unleash such a kick. It is just impossible for him to kick like this given the strength he exhibited.
Unbeknownst to him, Wu Yan didn’t use any active battle skills. In a way, Eternal Arms Mastery is a skill that allowed him to use his full potential so technically he is using skills.
Thinking that Wu Yan is using his battle skills, the floor master decided it’s time to bring out the big guns. He changed his attack into a punch imbued with dark light which gushed out from his arm.
His dou qi clad arm instantly took on a dark sheen. A singularity that looked like a mini-blackhole appeared in front of the floor master’s fist.
An oppressing aura came from the blackhole fist as Wu Yan’s shrinking pupils can attest.
“Dark fist of murder!“
The floor master sent a punch toward Wu Yan’s torso.
Woosh
Wu Yan can instinctively sense the strength behind the attack. He could also sense the killing intention emanating out of the fist, its black wind like physical manifestations of the icy killing intentions. The fist that looked like the Reaper himself threw the punch made Wu Yan felt like there was only this fist in the world he is currently perceiving.
This attack deserved the word murder in its name. To think it can invoke such a shocking amount of killing intent. Whether or not this killing intent is real or illusory, its effect would surely be devastating should it connect.
The speed of the attack is slow but Wu Yan felt like he is locked onto. He instinctively knew that there is no evasion for this attack.
To intercept it with his body is one option but even with Eternal Arms Mastery, he knew he wouldn’t get away unscathed.
Just as he thought an injury is imminent, an idea flashed across his mind.
Crackle.
His body was clad in lightning. The bluish-white flash managed to diminish some of the darkness covering the attack. He subsequently channeled the lightning into his fist.
As if he emulated his opponent’s attack, Wu Yan imbued his punch with a bluish-white light thanks to the lightning he had channeled beforehand.
He defiantly blocked the attack with his lightning clad fist.
“Lightning Punch!”