0p0 Chapter 525 Too weak
Chapter 525 Too weak
Feng Ling saw Xiu Yang turning a blind eye to his warning and still performing the so-called law-breaking technique, and he could not help but feel a little angry. He saw his figure flash, and he stretched out his hand quickly like a ghost, and accurately grabbed the bronze mirror suspended in the air.
Feng Ling raised her white wrist and waved her sleeve lightly, like driving away mosquitoes and flies, easily dispelling the black smoke that was constantly emanating from the bronze mirror. As the smoke dissipated, the originally dim surroundings suddenly became much brighter.
At this moment, there was a muffled "puff" sound, and Xiuyang suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. The scarlet liquid drew an arc in the air and splashed on the ground. His face turned pale as paper, and his body was shaky. It was obvious that he had exhausted his physical strength to the limit. If the stalemate continued, he might really die here.
"It's only the third move and you're already in such a mess. Alas, you are so weak! Get out of here right now. I'm in a particularly good mood after seeing my wife today. I don't want to bother with a low-class person like you. Take your broken mirror and go." Feng Ling sneered and mocked, and kindly handed the bronze mirror to Xiuyang, who was covering his chest and spitting blood.
At this moment, Xiuyang looked at Feng Ling, who seemed delicate but had unfathomable strength, and a deep sense of fear rose in his heart involuntarily.
It was not until this moment that he truly realized that the opponent was far more powerful than he could have imagined. Recalling the fight just now, Xiuyang suddenly realized that Feng Ling had been deliberately letting him go from the beginning, luring him into the trap, and then taking the opportunity to destroy his bronze mirror.
Xiuyang slowly reached out to take the bronze mirror. When his eyes touched the shocking crack on the mirror, he couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in his heart, as if the crack was engraved in his heart. This bronze mirror was passed down by his master's master, and it took a lot of other people's hard work to make it in his hands. Now it is broken, how can he not feel distressed?
However, although the bronze mirror was severely damaged, it was fortunately still able to maintain its transmission function. Thinking of this, Xiuyang breathed a sigh of relief, but his mood was still extremely heavy.
"Too bad, you dare to come out and mess around with just this little skill, it's really ridiculous, hahaha..." Feng Ling laughed unscrupulously. He turned around and walked into the manor with a smug laugh, and the door of the manor slowly closed as Feng Ling entered.
Xiuyang still stood there blankly, holding the broken bronze mirror tightly in his hand, feeling heartbroken. At this moment, something unexpected happened - accompanied by the dull sound of the closed door,
"Swish, swish, swish..." A series of crisp sounds suddenly rang out, and the already shaky bronze mirror was completely shattered in an instant, turning into countless tiny pieces that scattered all over the ground.
"Puff!" Xiuyang stared at the scene in disbelief with his eyes wide open, and blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth. His body shook a few times, and he almost fell to the ground. After finally stabilizing his body, his knees softened and he fell to his knees in front of the bronze mirror fragments on the ground with a plop, his face full of astonishment and despair.
After a brief moment of distraction, Xiuyang came back to his senses and quickly reached out to pick up the bronze mirror fragments one by one and put them together. His movements seemed a little flustered and clumsy, for fear of missing any tiny fragments.
He thought to himself: This person must be a peerless master. If I am lucky enough to become his disciple and master all his unique skills, wouldn't I be able to dominate the martial arts world and be invincible? When that happens, I will definitely make him my second mentor!
With such a grand dream in mind, Xiuyang carefully put the fragments of the Jiang copper mirror into his arms, then slowly stood up and stared at the towering wall in front of him. This wall might be difficult to cross for ordinary people, but it was not difficult for him.
He took a deep breath, bent his legs slightly, exerted force suddenly, and flew into the air like an arrow. Just as he was about to cross the wall, a black shadow suddenly rushed over at lightning speed and collided with him fiercely. With a loud "bang!", Xiuyang instantly felt a huge impact and his body flew backwards involuntarily. Finally, he fell heavily to the ground like a falling meteor, raising a cloud of dust.
Suffering such a severe blow, Xiuyang suddenly felt as if his internal organs had shifted. His throat felt sweet, and another mouthful of blood gushed out, staining the ground beneath him red. He endured the severe pain and raised his head with difficulty, trying to see what had hit him so badly. However, his vision was only hazy, his head was buzzing, and his consciousness gradually blurred...
The invisible scum dragon had disliked him for a long time. If his master had not arranged not to eat him, he would have eaten him just now. Such a strange man is his best tonic.