A faint bang rang in the air, and the ripples on the surface of the water before Hu Zi started flashing viciously. Eventually, it crumbled, and his fist landed on the spot before Beiling, but it was only a foot away from him. It was as if his fist had landed on cotton, and he could not do even the slightest bit of damage.
Instead, a sharp sword aura spread through his entire body, causing him to shudder and cough up a mouthful of blood. He took a few steps backwards, and as he retreated, Su Ming was right behind him, but even if he was injured even more, he still forced himself to avoid the spot where Su Ming was.
'As expected, you're loyal, but your power is too weak …' Beiling averted his gaze from Hu Zi and looked towards Su Ming, who was sitting cross-legged on the surface of the water. A barely noticeable glint appeared in his eyes.
'No wonder I didn't notice it earlier. So you're in Death Isolation!' Beiling lifted his right hand and turned his fingers into a palm. As he walked towards Su Ming, he was about to close in on him and land his palm on Su Ming's head.
He wanted to search through the memories of the person sitting before him, but the instant his palm was about to land on him, Bai Su turned into a long arc and charged towards him.
Hu Zi was also struggling and roaring as he closed in on Su Ming once again.
Beiling let out a cold harrumph. That harrumph was like thunder, and when it traveled out, it rang in Hu Zi's ears, causing his footsteps to falter. He coughed up blood once again, but he did not retreat. Instead, he rushed in between Beiling and Su Ming and stood before him once again, using his body to protect his junior brother!
He let out an extreme roar, and his eyes turned bloodshot.
Bai Su shuddered. As the booming sounds reverberated in the air, blood trickled out of the corners of her mouth. Her vision turned blurry, and when her vision cleared up, she found herself in an endless desert.
In the eyes of others, Beiling's cold harrumph had instantly caused a dazed expression to appear on Bai Su's face. She stood still on the spot, but Hu Zi had clearly not fallen into an illusion. Instead, with bloodshot eyes, he rushed towards Beiling once again in a frenzy.
"How dare you hurt my junior brother?! I'll fight you to the death!" Hu Zi roared and charged towards Beiling without caring about his injuries.
Beiling frowned and looked at the man blocking his way. He had originally admired his loyalty, but when he heard the man's words, his expression changed.
"So he's your junior brother. That's right … Fine, if you can still stand in front of me after receiving three strikes from me, I can forgive the two of you for being disrespectful."
As Beiling spoke, he lifted his right hand once again and positioned two of his fingers into the shape of a sword. He swung it towards Hu Zi, who was roaring furiously as he charged towards him. As he swung his sword, a piercing sword glare shot up and charged towards Hu Zi in the form of an arc!
As Hu Zi roared, he lifted his right hand and threw a punch at the sword glare. An illusory distortion spread out from his body, causing the space around him to become indistinct. A Berserker Mark appeared on his face!
That Berserker Mark was a mountain, and that mountain … was the ninth summit!
"The ninth summit is my home, and behind me is my junior brother. As long as I'm here, it doesn't matter whether it's the sky or the earth, no one, no living being can hurt my junior brother!" As Hu Zi roared, he hurled his right fist forward and crashed against Beiling's sword glare.
Loud booming sounds shook the sky at that instant. Beiling did not move. In fact, not even his robes fluttered in the air, but Hu Zi, who stood before him, took three consecutive steps back. He wanted to take a fourth step, but he could not move back, because behind him was his junior brother!
He forced himself to a stop and coughed out a huge mouthful of blood. His right hand was a bloody mess, and there was a deep sword gash on his chest. Blood gushed out of it.
There was a dull look on his face, but his heart was burning. At that moment, he felt as if he was going to burn everything, all for the sake of protecting his junior brother … Su Ming!
Even if he died, he would have no regrets!
"Again!" Hu Zi wiped away the blood at the corners of his mouth, but his right hand was already a bloody mess to begin with. When he wiped it away, even more blood flowed out of it. He trembled. He could feel death approaching him, but he … did not back down!
"Death is inevitable. I'll die for my junior brother, and it's worth it!" Hu Zi clenched his left hand and slammed it against his chest. More red appeared in his eyes, and a dreamy presence spread out from his body. It fused with his Berserker Mark, causing Beiling to feel as if he was looking at a huge mountain at that moment.
"You're the second person I respect in my life," Beiling said languidly as he looked at Hu Zi.
"But I'd really like to see just how far you can persevere." Beiling lifted his right hand, but this time, he did not form a sword with two fingers, but with three fingers!
It looked like a seal, but once he formed it, he pointed towards the incoming Hu Zi. In an instant, an illusory longsword appeared before Beiling. Once that sword appeared, it let out a piercing sword whistle and charged towards Hu Zi!
The man and the sword crashed into each other in an instant. Hu Zi let out a muffled groan. The illusory ninth summit that appeared before him distorted and shattered. The dreamy presence spreading out from his body also dissipated.
His left hand shattered with a bang. As he coughed up blood, his body swayed. His face turned pale, but he managed to stop his falling body. Blood trickled down the corners of his mouth. His eyes were bloodshot, and his breathing gradually became sparse.
The sword continued floating in midair, but it had shattered and no longer had the shape of a sword.
"I still have one last slash. I can tell you that I only used two-tenths of my power before this. Now … I will use eight-tenths of my power to show my respect to you. Tell me, what is your name? You have the right to make me ask you this question." Beiling lifted his right hand, and this time, he used his palm as a sword!
A sword glare spread out from Beiling's right hand. That sword was seven feet long, and it did not look like an illusion. It looked incredibly real.
"I'm your grandpa!" Hu Zi laughed viciously in a weak manner. He seized the air in his bloodied right hand, and a pot of wine appeared in his hand. It had been a long time since he drank, but at that moment, as death approached him, he brought the pot of wine to his lips and took a big swig.
Beiling frowned and swung his right hand towards Hu Zi. Immediately, the illusory longsword in his hand flew up, and with a shocking sharpness, it tore through the air and formed a dimensional crack that charged towards Hu Zi.
Hu Zi's expression was calm. He stood there with determination and protected Su Ming behind him. He closed his eyes, but there was a ball of fire burning within his body at that moment.
He was burning his own life, using his own life to resist this sword, to protect his Junior Brother!
"Youngest junior brother, farewell …"
As the sword closed in on him with a howl, invisible flames appeared on Hu Zi's body. At that instant, suddenly, a palm pressed down on his back.
Once that palm touched him, an abundant amount of life force surged into Hu Zi's body like a torrent, extinguishing the flames in his body and replenishing the life force that had dissipated. The injuries in his body also healed slightly.
All of this happened in an instant. While Hu Zi was stunned and the longsword closed in on him, Su Ming, who had been sitting and meditating behind him, stood up with a dark expression on his face. He took a step forward and switched places with Hu Zi, then lifted his right hand and pointed towards the incoming longsword.
All of this might have seemed to have happened over a long period of time, but in truth, from the moment Su Ming woke up to the moment he pointed forward, only an instant had passed. That finger touched the longsword, and at that instant, an indescribably loud bang erupted forth.
Under that bang, Beiling was forced back for the first time, and he took a dozen something steps back in succession. With each step he took, a deep footprint would be left on the ground, and it even caused the mountain to tremble. When he took the final step back, he coughed out a huge mouthful of blood with a pale face. He lifted his head swiftly, and shock filled his face.
Su Ming did not move back. He stood where he was. Behind him was Hu Zi, his senior brother, the senior brother who had used his life to protect him and protect him just now!
This senior brother of his might like to smile foolishly, might think that he was very smart, and might be so silly that it made others feel rather helpless against him, but he was his senior brother, and he was a man who would use everything to protect his junior brother!
This was Hu Zi!
Su Ming's third senior brother!
"Senior brother, I'm here." Su Ming did not look at Beiling. He looked at Hu Zi, and when he spoke softly, he pressed his left hand against his chest. Immediately, a vast amount of life force surged into Hu Zi's body once again.
Hu Zi looked at Su Ming with a silly grin on his face. That honest expression made Su Ming's heart ache for him, because at that moment, the injuries on Hu Zi's chest were incredibly severe. His hands were a mess, and his pale face, silly grin, and figure that was like a mountain were things that Su Ming would never forget for the rest of his life.
"Youngest junior brother, am I going to die..? If I die, then so be it. I'm not afraid … You have to remember to look for Master …" Hu Zi found it a little difficult to breathe, and his voice came intermittently.
"You won't die!" Su Ming's words were firm and resolute!
At that moment, Beiling, who had taken a dozen something steps back, glared at Su Ming. His expression was incredibly grave, and when he lifted his right hand, a large amount of sword shadows appeared around him. By the looks of it, there were nearly a hundred of them. As he pointed forward with his right hand, those sword shadows tore through the air and charged towards Su Ming in the span of a breath.
"You definitely won't die. If anyone dares to take your life, then I, Su Ming, will destroy their sect, destroy their clan, and destroy their bloodline, even if I have to go to the ends of the earth!" Su Ming enunciated each word clearly. When he lifted his left hand from Hu Zi's chest, a blue light shone in his eyes, and he formed a strange seal. That seal looked like the word 'Life'.
"You won't die, because I will Usurp Life for you!" Su Ming swiftly pressed his left hand against the center of Hu Zi's brows. At the same time, he lifted his right hand and pushed towards the approaching hundred sword shadows through the air.
With it, a power that could reverse time erupted from Su Ming's right hand.
When I say I'll come back, I'll erupt with power. This is the third chapter, and there's still a fourth chapter to come. In fact, if I'm allowed to, there'll even be a fifth chapter!
I'll use all my strength to write. I've prepared quite a lot of Red Bull that I haven't used for a long time, and I've already smoked two packs of cigarettes. I'm going to risk it all! (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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