So fast!
This was the only thought in Morin's mind.
However, he still did not panic. In the nine months since he returned to his old profession, he had encountered opponents with four connected souls. Although he had not encountered many, it was not like he had never encountered one.
The fact that he was still alive and standing here was enough to prove everything. Realm was not absolute.
Dodge!
Morin's figure moved. Of course, he did not rely on his powerless physique. Instead, he used the first ability he had grasped when he first entered the Pierced realm: Flow with the Wind.
This was a Rank 3 ability. It was not a brilliant ability, but it was extremely suitable for Morin. Although he had grasped many new abilities after breaking through to the Three Connected Souls, Flow with the Wind was the one he was most familiar with and had the deepest experience with. It was the one he relied on most when facing an enemy.
Lu Ming's grab missed. He could feel a gust of wind pass by his hand.
He dodged the left one, but what about the right one?
Lu Ming attacked two people at once. He could see that the two people in front of him had lower realms than him. Four connected souls against three connected souls. One against two wasn't arrogant at all. It was a sure thing.
The one on the left had some tricks up his sleeve and dodged the attack. The one on the right couldn't escape!
Lu Ming calculated. Seeing that his left had missed, he focused his attention on his right. He looked at the one his right hand was about to grab. His movements were sluggish. It was impossible for him to dodge this attack.
"Senior Apprentice Brother, be careful!"
"Be careful!"
The only thing that rang in his ears was the conversation between the two of them.
What an idiot.
Lu Ming's gaze on his right hand became even more disdainful. In his opinion, Fang Yizhu didn't even have such simple judgment. He was only a millimeter away from being grabbed, and he was worried about someone else?
Did Big Dipper's disciples only have this much ability?
Thinking this, Lu Ming's right hand had already reached out. However, at this moment, his vision suddenly blurred.
What?
Lu Ming sensed the clash of soul powers and involuntarily slowed down. This was the vigilance and cautiousness he should have. His opponent's realm was indeed far below his, but he did not relax.
However, Lu Ming couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the astonished face in front of him.
His right hand was just a hair's breadth away from grabbing it. At this moment, it turned into the one wearing the straw hat. As for the person in the Big Dipper Academy uniform … Lu Ming subconsciously turned his head to look at the person.
Form Transposition?
Lu Ming immediately recognized that this special ability was not some unique skill. On the other hand, when he was unable to dodge the attack, he switched positions with his teammate who had narrowly escaped. In Lu Ming's eyes, this ultimate skill of betraying his teammates was the more difficult one to master.
Because of his shock, Lu Ming's attack slowed down. Although Morin was also stunned, he knew that it was more important to save his life. Caught off guard, he hurriedly used Flowing with the Wind again. Fortunately, he had already trained this ability to the point where he could use it as he pleased. His figure swayed lightly. With a ripping sound, Lu Ming's right hand, which had slowed down slightly, finally only managed to tear off a piece of his clothes.
Morin didn't dare to stop. He floated a few meters away. When he looked back, Lu Ming did not chase after him. Instead, he twisted his body and stretched out his hand to grab Fang Yizhu.
At this moment, Molin felt a great sense of trust from the other party, and he immediately raised his guard to one hundred and twenty percent.
He definitely would!
Just as this thought flashed through his mind, the scene before him blurred. Lu Ming's right hand, which was holding a powerful hand, once again appeared beside him.
Flowing with the Wind!
This time, Morin was prepared. He immediately calmed down. He easily dodged Fang Yizhu's attack and even had the time to glare angrily at him.
"You bastard!" Morin cursed. In the blink of an eye, he had already been toyed with twice. Only then did he have the chance to angrily scold Fang Yizhu.
"Junior Brother, you dodged beautifully!" Fang Yizhu sternly gave him a thumbs up.
"Why don't you die?!" Morin roared. Fear still lingered in Morin's heart when he thought about how he had barely dodged Lu Ming's attack the first time. At that moment, life and death had truly been separated by a thin line. If he had been slightly slower, he would have fallen into Lu Ming's hands. How could he still be alive?
"Don't be so angry. Everything is going according to plan," Fang Yizhu shouted perfunctorily. He had already turned around and fled with large strides.
"Beast! Beast! "Morin hated that he didn't have enough words to curse. He wished he could spit out thousands of swear words and directly scold Fang Yizhu into pieces.
These two consecutive Form Displacement Transposition. Fang Yizhu was a few meters away from Lu Ming. At this time, he turned around and ran. Morin had used Flowing with the Wind three times. He was still next to Lu Ming. His mood couldn't be any worse.
Continuing to attack Morin was undoubtedly a very convenient thing for Lu Ming, but he obviously didn't want to let Fang Yizhu go like this. Fang Yizhu's method of betraying his teammate to escape was something that even he despised. Although he had escaped a little, Lu Ming didn't lack long-range attacks. He flicked his hand and a cold light flew out. In the blink of an eye, it had already flown behind Fang Yizhu.
Too fast!
This time, Morin was a little panicked. This time, Fang Yizhu had switched positions again. The difficulty of dodging increased. He didn't dare to wait any longer. He wanted to move ahead of time. But Lu Ming was next to him at this time. How could he, who had already seen through the two's tricks, easily let Morin move freely? His palm didn't aim to hit, but it greatly restricted Morin's movements.
Morin's figure stagnated, and he was a little desperate. Because the power of the Form Displacement Transposition fluctuated again at this time. After using it twice in succession, Morin was somewhat familiar with it. But this time, it would be difficult for him to escape this cold light. And Fang Yizhu, who was in this position, would only be slapped to death by Lu Ming's palm.
Morin's heart was filled with grief and indignation. If the two of them cooperated well, they might be able to deal with the opponent. But Fang Yizhu's little tricks finally put the two of them in a dead end. This made him very unwilling.
He didn't want to give up. No matter what the situation was, he would always continue to struggle.
Flowing with the Wind!
At the last moment, he still used this ability. His light figure suddenly escaped from Lu Ming's restriction.
Success?
Morin was delighted, but he knew it wasn't over yet. What he really wanted to avoid was not Lu Ming's palm, but the high-speed cold light that was right in front of him.
He didn't dare to stop. He was still moving. But there was a puff, coming from that direction. That was the sound of blood spurting out after a sharp blade cut through flesh. As an assassin, Morin wasn't unfamiliar with this kind of sound.
He turned his head and saw a mist of blood filling the air. A figure was falling on his back.
Morin was stunned. His gaze turned again and saw Fang Yizhu calmly standing where Lu Ming originally stood.
Morin immediately reacted. This time, Fang Yizhu didn't switch positions with him, but with Lu Ming. So Lu Ming was hit by his own attack.
Morin stopped and Flowing with the Wind, while Fang Yizhu walked towards Lu Ming.
Lu Ming had already fallen. The wound on his neck had been cut halfway in. Blood gushed out. He stared at Fang Yizhu, but couldn't say a word.
"Very sharp Light Slash," Fang Yizhu said.
"Just a bit stupid." Fang Yizhu shook his head and sighed.
On the side, Morin had a complicated feeling.
Was Lu Ming stupid? To tell the truth, Morin didn't think so. But the final result was a little bit. Fang Yizhu had used Shifting Transposition three times. Since he knew the opponent would use this ability, he should have been prepared for a trick like the final blow. Lu Ming's four spirits were connected. In terms of realm, Fang Yizhu crushed him. He only had a bit of consciousness, so it wasn't hard to resist Fang Yizhu's Shifting Transposition.
But Lu Ming didn't guard against it at all, which was a bit stupid.
But what about him?
Did he think of this exchange at the last moment?
No, he didn't either.
But Morin was very clear that he wasn't such a careless person. If he was careless, he would have died countless times. The reason he had such a low level of negligence was because Fang Yizhu had implanted a thought in him. Exchanging with him three times to escape made him forget that the target of Shifting Transposition wasn't necessarily him.
Lu Ming was obviously limited by this thought that Fang Yizhu had demonstrated three times. He had the same fixed thinking as Morin. If not for this, even if Fang Yizhu had hidden this method and found a chance to launch a sneak attack, it would have been difficult to succeed. There was a difference in realm between the two. Lu Ming could easily detect and resolve it if he was a bit more vigilant when he sensed the fluctuations of soul power.
Only like this, making him completely careless, could he succeed.
Fang Yizhu did it.
Lu Ming died, dying with his eyes open. Fang Yizhu turned to look at Morin. Morin saw that Fang Yizhu's neck was also full of blood.
"Senior brother!" Morin was startled and rushed forward.
Fang Yizhu touched the wound on his neck and was very calm: "If I didn't do this, I'm afraid he wouldn't have died."
Morin was startled again.
Fang Yizhu actually did it on purpose. He actually waited until the attack was about to touch his body before exchanging with Lu Ming. How could he dodge this? Of course it was impossible to dodge. But if this exchange was a bit slower, the one on the ground right now would be Fang Yizhu. Morin saw the speed of Lu Ming's attack.
Fang Yizhu's intention was not only deep, but also very vicious and extremely dangerous. He thought of every detail clearly. In a few seconds, everything was linked together. Lu Ming didn't even have time to think carefully before he died.
"Senior brother, who are you?" Morin suddenly said.
The person in front of him was undoubtedly a very powerful character. Such a person was actually cultivated by Zhenfeng College? Such a person was actually a rogue cultivator in North Style Academy? Morin wasn't like Lu Ping who didn't have common sense.
"Who is it? A person who almost died here. "Fang Yizhu said snappily. He lowered his body and began to search Lu Ming's body.
"Senior brother, what clues are you looking for?" Morin came up and asked.
"The elites of South Sky Academy don't even have a divine weapon?" Fang Yizhu searched several times and finally only found a few banknotes with small denominations on Lu Ming's body. He muttered in disappointment and stuffed the banknotes into his arms.
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