Chapter 14 Are you good at hitting?

Genres:Martial Arts and Xianxia Last update:25/03/24 17:43:45
    "Wow, how did she recover so quickly?"

    Chen Mo was surprised to turn his head. When he saw Feng Banxia's moment, his face changed dramatically and a bad premonition occurred in his mind.

    Only to see, Feng Banxia's figure arriving behind him as elusive as a ghost, without a word of waste, he raised his hand and struck a powerful punch towards him.

    Chen Mo saw that there was nowhere to retreat and could only harden his skin and raise his fist to meet it. After one punch, he was pushed back for dozens of zhang, and his right hand couldn't stop shaking.

    Feng Banxia practices Qigong, but her path is one of strengthening the physical body, which differs from the usual Qigong. Her fighting style leans more towards martial arts focused on physical strength. Add to that her warlike nature, and most people would hesitate to engage her in a face-to-face confrontation.

    When Chen Mo was pushed back, Feng Banxia also retreated several zhang and barely stabilized her posture. After she had stabilized, she crazily laughed: "It's been a long time since I've met someone so interesting."

    "F*ck!"

    Feng Banxia's strange behavior caused Chen Mo to secretly swear. He looked up and noticed the blood stains on her armor, causing his face to change immediately.

    Feng Banxia is a battle maniac. The more intense the battle, the more excited she becomes to fight. Especially when she sees blood, she turns into a beast that only knows fighting against her opponents.

    "Come on, let's fight!"

    After Feng Banxia laughed, her figure once again burst out. The blood red eyes under her bull horn helmet became even more vivid.

    "Great treasure"

    Chen Mo shouted, and the Great Treasure on his arm immediately understood, plunging into his dantian and merging with it, instantly doubling his Qi and blood flow.

    Little Treasure also noticed the opponent's fierce nature, fully prepared and waiting for Chen Mo's orders.

    "Shake the mountain"

    Chen Mo punched out, and the fist wind broke through the air, a heavy punch that could move mountains and rocks landing heavily. In the moment when Feng Banxia charged in, it shook her back dozens of zhang away.

    Just now, because of this punch, Feng Banxia was knocked down almost unable to get up. Similarly, a punch fell down. However, she seemed to have a premonition beforehand, but did not avoid it, but took it directly. The black war armor shattered, revealing the massive pectoral muscles and waving in the air.

    "Thud."

    Feng Banxia's mouth spat out blood mist, staining her black war helmet. She tightly grasped the helmet with her right hand and threw it forcefully to the distance, revealing a beautiful face that was crazy and wild.

    Her face was dyed red by the blood, but her red eyes were full of excitement. She couldn't stop her mouth from curling upwards.

    "Again, again!"

    Feng Banxia laughed loudly and charged towards Chen Mo again.

    Not hitting the first time, Chen Mo gave another blow. He didn't want to fight, but he had no choice but to toughen up and face the insane Feng Banxia. If he didn't retaliate, there was a good chance that Feng Banxia would kill him on the spot.

    Within this month, although Chen Mo's Qi and blood realm had only reached the level of seven-star, under the fusion with the Great Treasure, he was more than enough to fight against a four-star opponent. Even in life-and-death battles, his full-force strike could kill a three-star master.

    After a few moves, Feng Banxia, a four-star Qigong practitioner, couldn't hold back anymore and was knocked back over a hundred zhang by Chen Mo's powerful punch. She gasped for breath and spat out a mouthful of blood.

    "Shall we not fight anymore?"

    Chen Mo could feel that the Great Treasure's Qi and blood had been consumed quite a bit. If they continued to fight, it would be detrimental to him.

    "Haha, hahaha."

    Feng Banxia did not answer Chen Mo. Although her entire war armor had been shattered by Chen Mo, it only made her desire to fight even stronger.

    "The less clothing one wears, the higher their combat power tends to be."

    Under the war armor, Feng Banxia wore only black shorts and tight black clothing. Her slender and curvy figure was perfectly outlined. However, due to the battle, her black clothing had been torn in several places, revealing the clear six-pack abs at her waist and abdomen.

    Different from most women, Feng Banxia is a natural warrior addict. Not only is she tall with an excellent physique, but her wheat-colored skin and aesthetically pleasing muscle lines exude a strong sense of strength.

    Feng Banxia's hands were clenched into fists, and her silver-white hair danced lightly behind her. The wheat-colored skin faintly revealed a visible network of meridians. In the next moment, blue light shone on the meridians.

    Array patterns

    In addition to being a level four Qigong practitioner, Feng Banxia also has another identity: a level three array master.

    The occupation of array master is similar to that of martial artist. When subdivided, there are two types: one similar to Qigong practitioner, this occupies the majority on the Zhoujiu Continent, and they belong to the progressive faction, believing that direct combat with enemies is not advantageous, thus choosing to hide in the background and provide support through magic arrays.

    The other type is the warrior of physical martial arts, such as Li Wang and Feng Banxia. This group belongs to the conservative faction. They think that the progressive faction is too conservative, and since they themselves enjoy combat, they went to extremes, turning a good auxiliary profession into a combat-oriented one.

    As the array patterns emerged from her body's meridians, Feng Banxia's strength soared. She let out a cold laugh before once again charging towards Chen Mo.

    "Damn it, now things are getting complicated."

    Chen Mo gritted his teeth tightly. A level four Feng Banxia was difficult to deal with, let alone a level three.

    Indeed, just a simple punch was enough to almost let Chen Mo lose his life here. Now, Chen Mo dare not take the slightest bit of negligence, and fully prepares to face Feng Banxia.

    In three moves, Chen Mo was pushed back.

    After five moves, the Qi and blood of the Great Treasure were completely exhausted, and the Little Treasure could only bite the bullet and quickly restore his Qi and blood.

    After ten moves, the Qi and blood of Little Treasure were completely depleted, and even Chen Mo's Qi and blood inside his body were completely exhausted.

    At this moment, Chen Mo could only use his last strike, his full-force strike, to face Feng Banxia. However, at this point, he had already expended most of his Qi and blood. Even with a full-force strike, it was too late to turn the tide.

    With a simple punch, Chen Mo was directly flung away, spewing out a mouthful of blood mist. The exhaustion of his Qi and blood caused him to faint immediately, and his face was paleening at an observable rate.

    It felt like he might die at any moment.

    Feng Banxia let out a hearty laugh, already in a frenzied state, how could she stop here? With her opponent still alive, she would continue to fight him until the very end.

    With a flash of her blood-red eyes, Feng Banxia's last punch thunderously struck down towards Chen Mo's head. Then, just as her fist was about to land, a white figure suddenly arrived. Before she could react, a massive explosion occurred, and her body landed heavily on the ground, shattering the earth into pieces.

    "Hahaha, hahaha, more high-level experts. Good, let's fight..."

    Feng Banxia, laughing crazily, jumped up abruptly, her fists clenched tightly in preparation to strike. However, she was met with those ice-cold aberrant eyes. In an instant, her blood-red eyes turned dark black, and her gaze became much clearer.

    In an instant, Feng Banxia seemed like a startled cat, quickly curling her body into a ball, her tall figure shrinking into a small heap. She weakly called out, "Your Majesty."

    "Humph."

    Liuluo Wuxin sneered coldly, turned his head to look at Chen Mo who was lying on the ground, barely breathing, and scowled, "Are you good at fighting?"

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