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Chapter 152: The Reckless Sky Tiger Mercenary Group
🕑 Added 2024-09-30 08:24:39 +0000 UTC“Hmph!”
“I only saw that this junior seemed to be in a state of qi deviation, so I thought I'd give a friendly reminder,” the ninth-rank martial artist coldly responded.
At this moment, the leader of the Sky Tiger Mercenary Group glanced at Lin Luoluo with a look of warning in his eyes. He extended his senses and easily determined that Lin Luoluo's cultivation level was only at the eighth rank.
An eighth-rank cultivator posed no threat to a ninth-rank martial artist like him.
“You tried to ambush me,” Lin Luoluo said, her eyes narrowing.
Whoosh—
In the next instant, she disappeared from where she stood.
The ninth-rank martial artist who had attacked her widened his eyes in shock and quickly drew the long blade hanging from his waist.
Clang—
Lin Luoluo's Soul Severing sword clashed against his blade in an instant.
“You're courting death!” the ninth-rank warrior snarled, his expression faltering for the first time as he realized how aggressive Lin Luoluo's attack was.
The leader of the Sky Tiger Mercenary Group sneered from a distance. "Young people these days are too impulsive," he muttered to himself. In his eyes, an eighth-rank martial artist attacking a ninth-rank was simply asking for death.
However, Lin Luoluo's offensive became even more ferocious.
Clang, clang, clang—
The relentless strikes from her Soul Severing sword rained down, each blow crashing against her opponent’s long blade.
Damn it!
The ninth-rank martial artist wanted to counterattack, but Lin Luoluo's barrage of strikes was too overwhelming. He found himself unable to break free from her onslaught.
How is this possible?
This woman is only supposed to be an eighth-rank martial artist, yet her strength is so immense!
Crack—
He suddenly noticed cracks forming along the blade of his weapon.
The cracks spread rapidly, and panic flashed in his eyes. Something was terribly wrong with her sword!
Clang!
With a final strike, his weapon shattered, and Lin Luoluo's next blow came down, severing his arm in one swift motion.
“Ahhh!” The man let out a bloodcurdling scream as blood sprayed from his severed limb, and he staggered backward in pain.
"She cut off a ninth-rank martial artist's arm!?" the surrounding martial artists gasped in disbelief. Moments ago, they had thought Lin Luoluo was overestimating herself by challenging a ninth-rank, but now she had shattered his weapon and severed his arm.
“Damn it!” the leader of the Sky Tiger Mercenary Group, Yao Biao, turned to see one of his comrades severely injured. Lin Luoluo appeared ready to deliver the finishing blow.
Whoosh—
In a flash, Yao Biao moved, positioning himself between Lin Luoluo and the wounded ninth-rank warrior. His wide-bladed greatsword intercepted her strike with a resounding clash.
Boom—
A powerful surge of energy exploded from Yao Biao, pushing Lin Luoluo backward. However, she remained unharmed by the force.
"Are you alright, Ma Tian?" Yao Biao asked, his voice laced with concern.
“I’ll… manage,” the wounded warrior replied, gritting his teeth through the pain.
“Get someone to reattach your arm. That woman is dead,” Yao Biao said coldly, his gaze fixed on Lin Luoluo.
“Is it your turn now?” Lin Luoluo said, holding her Soul Severing sword with steady confidence. She showed no trace of fear.
Meanwhile, the other martial artists, including those summoned by Shang Pei, distanced themselves from the conflict, adopting a neutral stance as they watched from afar.
“An eighth-rank warrior like you really thinks you're something special?” Yao Biao sneered, gripping his large greatsword. The blade gleamed with a ghostly blue light, exuding an eerie presence.
“And yet, an eighth-rank warrior managed to cut off a ninth-rank’s arm,” Lin Luoluo replied calmly.
Yao Biao hesitated for a moment, realizing the truth of her words. This woman had already severed Ma Tian’s arm—if he hadn’t intervened, Ma Tian might have been killed.
Could it be that she wasn’t just an eighth-rank warrior?
Some powerful martial artists were capable of masking their true strength.
“Trying to deceive me, are you?” Yao Biao quickly shook off his doubts and let out a cold laugh.
[Ninth-Rank Martial Technique: Hurricane Dragon Slash]!
With a thought, Yao Biao channeled his source energy into his weapon. Gripping the greatsword with both hands, he unleashed a powerful slash, sending a terrifying tornado-like force hurtling toward Lin Luoluo.
Boom!
The destructive force of the hurricane swept toward her, and the surrounding martial artists scrambled to dodge, their eyes filled with fear at the devastating power of Yao Biao’s technique.
Lin Luoluo’s brow furrowed as she channeled her own potent source energy. She raised her sword and created a barrier of energy, shaped like a round shield, to block the oncoming storm.
Her body was pushed backward by the sheer force of the attack.
“She’s unharmed?” Yao Biao’s expression darkened as he saw Lin Luoluo emerge unscathed. His powerful martial technique had been neutralized.
As the hurricane dissipated, Lin Luoluo raised Soul Severing once more and slashed the air.
Whoosh—
A blazing white flame shot forward with blinding speed.
What kind of flame is this!?
The moment the flame appeared, the temperature in the area spiked, and a look of alarm crossed Yao Biao’s face.
Boom!
In an instant, the terrifying white flame collided with Yao Biao’s body, causing a massive explosion.
“What kind of martial technique is this!?” the nearby martial artists exclaimed in shock. The white flame was unimaginably powerful.
As the flame slowly dissipated, Yao Biao’s figure became visible again.
“Huff... huff...” Yao Biao panted heavily, his skin reddened from the intense heat.
It was clear that the flame had done serious damage, despite his efforts to shield himself. He had unleashed his full source energy to form a protective barrier, barely surviving the attack. Even so, his entire body felt like it was on fire.
“That flame… was terrifying,” he muttered, his face still twisted in pain.
"The real fight is just beginning," Lin Luoluo said calmly as she dashed toward him, ready to strike again.
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