Chapter Eighty Three – Brute Force (1/2)

Chapter Eighty Three – Brute Force

Just as Hu Shan was furiously waving the blazing sabre, the cold water that had pierced the flames suddenly exploded, turning into seven streams and landing around Hu Shan. The seven streams were thin, filled with a white cold energy. They revolved rapidly, hissing as they moved.

[Seven Whirlpools]!

Seven bunches of cold energy and sword energy formed whirlpools. They were like the pillars of a cage, imprisoning Hu Shan.

The whirlpools were moving shocking fast, like a miniature tornado. It had a strong suction power. Everywhere it went, the layers of flames were consumed so nothing was left.

Shock appeared on Tao Zhu Er and Yan Ming Zi’s faces as they stared in disbelief at the battle. The other sect disciples who were behind Zuo Mo were extremely excited and were intoxicated by the fight.

Terror made its way onto Hu Shan’s face!

Surrounding him, seven groups of water and fire entwined to become long whirlpools. They were like seven thin pillars that securely trapped him. The bang and hiss of water and fire meeting signaled just how unstable it was and expressed the terrifying power that was in them!

“No!”

Hu Shan shouted in hopelessness, his left hand quickly going into the hundred treasures pouch at his waist!

Boom!

The seven fire and water whirlpools exploded at the same time. The pitiful Hu Shan, who just had taken out an armor seal, was swallowed by countless flames and tiny icicles!

The explosion dissipated, leaving behind smoke which faded as people made out Hu Shan’s state. That grandiose red ling armor was now dim and dirty, a layer of ash over the top. There were many small marks on the surface of the ling armor. Hu Shan’s tied up hair had been blown into a bird’s nest, his face ashy and black. Some strands of lingering smoke rose up from his face and head. The flame had completely disappeared from the blazing sabre on his hand, nothing remaining of the presence it previously had. His right hand holding the bottom half of an armor seal that he didn’t have the time to use.

His entire person was charred like burnt wood.

The jade pendant actually hadn’t been damaged at all!

Zuo Mo released a breath. He silently started [Vajra Profound Sutra] and cautiously walked in front of Hu Shan. Glancing at Hu Shan and seeing that the other didn’t seem to have responded, Zuo Mo wasn’t courteous is taking off the red jade pendant at Hu Shan’s face. After taking it, he looked with some regret at the blazing sabre on Hu Shan’s hand and the ling armor on his body. Those two were also good things! However, Zuo Mo knew that people couldn’t go over the line. Right now, he took the jade pendant. That was his prize for winning. It wasn’t outrageous. However, if he cleaned off the other person, then he could just wait for them to come back and kill him.

Also, Zuo Mo didn’t let down his defenses. His left hand had always been inside his own hundred treasure pouch, touching the water drop sword that he had just obtained. He hurriedly left behind his own imprint. Even though, in this short amount of time, he couldn’t imprint the sword and could only leave behind the simplest impression, but the ice crystal sword had been destroyed and he had no weapon. The other was also not just one person.

“Ha ha!” Yan Ming Zi saw that Zuo Mo had taken Hu Shan’s jade pendant and couldn’t stop himself from laughing smugly. He was very clear just how much Hu Shan treasured his jade pendant! Seeing Hu Shan had lost more than time, his damage even greater, Yan Ming Zi recovered his sense of equilibrium. He didn’t seem to find it so painful any more at losing the water drop sword.

Looking at Hu Shan’s sorry state, Tao Zhu Er also couldn’t stop herself from giggling. But her eyes as she looked at Zuo Mo had some more shock and curiosity.

Hu Shan slowly came back. Seeing Zuo Mo right in front of him, hatred rose, and with a hateful shout, the raised the sabre to cleave the other in half.

Zuo Mo, who had already had his defenses up, attacked even more quickly. Light lightning, he reached out with his gold glowing right hand, and accurately grabbed Hu Shan’s neck. Then he gave a hard pull… …

Crack!

A muffled sound like a head hitting a rock.

Hiss, the sound of inhales rose in the surroundings. Everyone looked dazedly at Zuo Mo. Their mouths were wide. They had completely lost the ability to speak.

Still a little bit painful! Zuo Mo bared his teeth and then threw the unconscious Hu Shan on the ground. His right hand rubbed hard at his forehead. His forehead was perfectly unharmed, and on Hu Shan’s forehead, a bloody flower was blooming.

How hard would he need to be before a flying sword couldn’t wound him? Zuo Mo thought as he rubbed his glittering forehead. But he was quite satisfied. He hadn’t wasted the pain and effort he put into training his body.

“Still want to fight?” He asked Tao Zhu Er.

In reality, when he asked this, he was not very confident. But his zombie face that could not show any emotion was like that of a skilled master. Additionally, Tao Zhu Er had completely been amazed by Zuo Mo’s abnormal attack. At this time, she didn’t know what to answer with.

“If you don’t want to fight, take him away. Ge is very busy.” Zuo Mo took the opportunity to stop the other’s words. He waved his hand, turned and made to leave.

“Wait!” Tao Zhu Er suddenly called him.

Zuo Mo’s heart jumped. Did she still want to fight? Right now, his flying sword had been destroyed. If he wanted to control the water drop sword as he wished, it couldn’t be done in such a short amount of time as this. He had also used up the majority of ling energy in his body.

“What else do you want?” He turned and pretended to ask discontentedly.