Zhan Ren walked forward and faced Xu Su. A few people from the Black Tortoise Academy hurriedly tried to stop him. Zhan Ren did not retreat, did not dodge, did not give way. He went straight forward and walked faster and faster. When he was about to collide with them, his body suddenly started to twist.
From start to finish, his gaze did not stop on the people from the Black Tortoise Sect. What he was looking for was the gap between them. He no longer had enough courage to deal with these people one by one. This was the last show of his life, of course he wanted to play it big. His target was only Xu Su.
In the blink of an eye, Zhan Ren entered the formation. The few people from the Black Tortoise Sect were shocked. They could only watch helplessly as someone got close to them. How could they let this happen?
They hurriedly adjusted their bodies and punched and kicked. They immediately wanted to trap Zhan Ren here until he died.
But all their punches and kicks missed. Zhan Ren's body twisted in a way that a normal human would not be able to do. The people from the Black Tortoise Sect could not grasp the pattern of his dodging.
In the blink of an eye, Zhan Ren had already rushed past them with his fastest speed. The few people from the Black Tortoise Sect hurriedly turned around to chase, but Xu Su was already there.
"Leave it to me. Pay attention to your back. "Xu Su said.
Zhan Ren's disciples, some people from Merak Peak, and Deng Wenjun's people from Yao Guang Sect also rushed forward after Zhan Ren rushed forward. But Zhan Ren was too fast, and his movements were too strange. This kind of twisting like a snake in a crowd was not something that anyone could do. They just happened to collide with the people from the Black Tortoise Sect.
The people from the Black Tortoise Sect hurriedly turned around to face the enemy. When the people at the side saw the North Style Academy's attack, they all came to help. Zhan Ren did not care about what happened behind him. He had already arrived in front of Xu Su. Without saying anything, he attacked.
Xu Su was also merciless. Zhan Ren's attack was fast, but he was even faster. Zhan Ren only waved one hand, but Xu Su's side was already filled with countless fist shadows.
When Xu Su used this Swimming Dragon, it was extremely fake. Countless fist shadows could not be seen clearly. Even though they knew that most of them were fake, who would dare to test it with their bodies? As long as there was a Tiger Cannon hidden within the Swimming Dragon, it would be enough to kill in one hit. Xu Su's fighting style sounded like it was full of changes, but it was actually extremely simple. It was just a switch between real and fake, and he would defeat his opponent with one move.
Zhan Ren's hand was only halfway through his attack when he fell into the Roaming Dragon Flurry Fists.
Zhan Ren did not retreat. He did not dodge or give way. He continued forward, charging into Xu Su's fist shadows.
He was someone who loved to show off, and what he couldn't do without was an audience. Therefore, Zhan Ren had always been a very observant person. The audience appreciated his performance, and he wanted to appreciate their reaction.
But this time, it was the last and greatest show of his life. Zhan Ren seemed to have forgotten the importance of the audience. His attention was unprecedentedly focused. His eyes and senses were only focused on Xu Su and his fist.
Facing the dragon, he was also swimming.
The countless fist shadows were like a river, and he went against the current to avoid the hidden torrents and whirlpools.
One step, two steps …
Xu Su's expression changed.
His Roaming Dragon seemed to have been seen through. Zhan Ren, who was swimming, no longer looked like a boneless snake, but more like a dragon piercing through the clouds.
Xu Su hurriedly punched again. He wanted the torrents of the Roaming Dragon to become even more turbulent. But he had no choice but to retreat. If he did not retreat, he would not have the chance to punch; if he did not retreat, Zhan Ren's hand would poke him.
As he retreated, he punched the Roaming Dragon while waiting for an opportunity.
The Roaming Dragon could not lure the enemy, so the Tiger Cannon could not attack. The combination of his two ultimate techniques had always been very strict. When the Tiger Cannon attacked, it could not miss. Because the Tiger Cannon was too powerful, Xu Su needed a short period of time to adjust after this attack. During this short period of time, he had no resistance. In other words, if the Tiger Cannon missed and the enemy counterattacked, he would end up in a sorry state.
Therefore, he had to wait until he was 100% confident. But this time, the Roaming Dragon did not create an opportunity for him like it usually did. It seemed that he could not control the enemy.
In the blink of an eye, Xu Su retreated four steps.
Zhan Ren advanced four and a half steps.
He took an extra half step. This half step was all he wanted. It might not be enough for others, but for him, it was enough. His outstretched arm suddenly grew several inches longer.
Xu Su saw this sudden change, but he was not surprised.
Hundred Bone Strike, Bone Break.
How could he not know the methods of Big Dipper's first disciple? Zhan Ren was not the only one. The three academies had thoroughly researched the abilities and methods of Big Dipper's seven academicians, seven first disciples, and other famous Big Dipper experts.
They did not rule out the possibility that some of them had other methods. However, Xu Su was very clear about the changes Zhan Ren had displayed.
Was it enough to advance by half a step?
Maybe!
It might be enough, but it would not be of much use.
Because advancing by half a step was only enough, barely enough. Because of this, the threat of this strike was mostly gone. The remaining power was not enough to make Xu Su's expression change.
"I admire your desperate spirit," Xu Su said. "From what we know, you don't seem to be this kind of person."
"What do you know?" Zhan Ren sneered as he continued advancing.
"Who could be more thorough than my teacher when it comes to creating something out of nothing?" Zhan Ren said.
Xu Su continued advancing. Although the two of them were talking, their attacks were neither soft nor weak.
"I've long seen through your tricks," Zhan Ren said.
"So what?" Xu Su said disapprovingly.
"Then die!" Zhan Ren shouted. His long arm finally reached its end, reaching Xu Su's chest.
"Just like that?" Xu Su sneered. These fingers were like an arrow at the end of its flight. To him, they did not hurt him at all. But soon after, he felt the strength of the fingers moving forward.
How is this possible?
This time, Xu Su was shocked. He had already reached this step, but he still had the strength to advance? He lowered his head and watched as four fingers stabbed into his chest. He was still retreating, still punching. However, Zhan Ren's attack finally hurt him.
A mist of blood suddenly blossomed before his eyes. The place where it blossomed was the elbow joint of Zhan Ren's right arm.
The Hundred Bone Strike had indeed reached its limit and lost its lethality.
However, Zhan Ren simply gave up on this arm and broke it at the joint. The mist of blood that sprayed out was packaged by his Spirit Force into the final push.
"Broken Bone Strike!" Zhan Ren sneered. This was not a backup move of his, nor was it a new ultimate move. This was a change that he came up with using the Hundred Bone Strike and Broken Bone Strike, knowing that it was impossible.
He broke his own arm just to kill his enemy, just for the last show of his life.
"Die!" he shouted loudly. At this final moment, he habitually attracted the attention of the audience.
"Behind you!" Then he heard Deng Wenjun's voice shout from behind him.
He did not have time to turn around. He felt a pain on his back and saw four bloody fingers poking out of his chest.
A karate chop pierced Zhan Ren's chest from behind.
The one who ambushed him was Xu Su's disciple. He did not see that his teacher was in a bad situation, but he found a chance to ambush him and attacked. The result was a hit. It was so simple that he was pleasantly surprised.
Deng Wenjun, who had just arrived, was still a step too late. He waved the round shield in his hand and angrily smashed it towards Xu Su's disciple.
This disciple was about to retreat after his attack, but he did not expect his arm that pierced through Zhan Ren's chest to be twisted by Zhan Ren's ribs. He could not move.
Zhan Ren turned his head. It was a 180-degree rotation, a rotation that was facing his back. It was a terrifying rotation. Even though Zhan Ren was proficient in the Hundred Bone Strike and Broken Bone Strike, this rotation was too exaggerated.
Zhan Ren did not care, because he knew that this was the end. Even if his head flew off, it did not matter.
He glared at the person who ambushed him and had his head smashed by Deng Wenjun's round shield. Only then did he let go of his ribs, allowing the person to pull his arm out of his body when he fell.
"What the hell did you do!" Deng Wenjun glared at the dying Zhan Ren, but he was angry. He did not expect that a sneak attack like this would kill Zhan Ren. Zhan Ren, who was always putting on a show and paying attention to whether anyone was paying attention to him, did not notice the sneak attack from behind?
"My show is ruined," Zhan Ren said calmly. He had lost an arm, a hole in his chest, and his head had turned 180 degrees. Even his voice was different from usual.
"I'm counting on you," he said. He did not have the strength to turn his head back, but he knew that because of this sneak attack, Xu Su would not die. He would be seriously injured, but it would not be fatal. His attack was still a breath away, but it was ruined by this sneak attack.
"Don't count on me, keep pretending!" Deng Wenjun shouted.
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