'Huh?'
Wen Yan, who wished she could die, was stunned.
She wasn't familiar with the voice, but she immediately realized who it was and what was going on. At this critical moment, Siffin had achieved the All-Seer! He had even recovered the Soul Power that had been stripped away!
'But what this guy said …'
"Are you crazy? Is it funny? Save me, you bastard! "She scolded, screamed, cried, and laughed. Faced with Luo Ting's bullying and humiliation, even when she was in complete despair and couldn't even die, Wen Yan didn't shed a single tear. She wasn't a girl who hoped that tears could solve her problems. However, at this moment, she cried. When she suddenly had hope, when she suddenly found a savior, when she suddenly found someone to rely on, she cried. She wailed.
'Funny?'
Siffin didn't think it was funny at all. He was embarrassed that he had achieved the All-Seer at such a bad time. How could there be two people doing that beside a living person like him? However, when Wen Yan screamed and cried, he immediately realized that the situation wasn't what he thought it was.
Siffin got up slowly. He was used to having only one consciousness. Suddenly regaining all his senses, he was still a little uncomfortable for a moment. He moved his body and twisted his neck. All the joints in his body made cracking sounds. He quickly got into the zone. His gaze was locked on Luo Ting.
"Let him go." Siffin's tone didn't contain any anger, but it was absolutely unquestionable.
"What if I say no?" Luo Ting sneered, but he didn't know what was going on with Siffin. Why did he suddenly wake up when he didn't react earlier? He only knew that this guy wasn't an expert. He heard that he came to Amaterasu College with serious injuries. When the other three were showing off their skills, this guy in front of him was a burden that had to be taken care of.
A guy like him wanted to be a hero and save a damsel in distress?
Luo Ting only felt funny. He didn't panic. To him, it was just killing one more person. Moreover, killing someone from the Outer Court was much less stressful than killing Wen Yan.
Yes, from the moment he harbored evil intentions towards Wen Yan, he no longer thought about letting Wen Yan live. Now, it was just one more insignificant person who was buried with him. It wasn't a big deal.
However, he still had to be quick.
Luo Ting thought to himself. He didn't wait for Siffin's next move at all. Was there a need for him to be so careful and waste his time on such a small fry?
He smiled, his smile full of mockery. He was mocking Siffin for overestimating himself, and then he suddenly raised his hand.
Whoosh!
A finger wind shot out.
He was a master of the Soul of Qi. In addition to his supernatural ability, Qi Chasing, he also had a certain degree of control over Qi. Although it wasn't as strong as Chu Min, it still had some lethality, especially in terms of speed.
Pa!
With a crisp sound, his face was smashed into pieces.
Luo Ting's face, however, revealed a shocked expression.
At such a distance and with such speed, the finger wind that was aimed at Siffin's forehead was actually dodged by a slight tilt of his head. His movements were so precise and agile. In the end, the finger wind only hit one of the faces in the mural behind him.
Luo Ting had completely forgotten that Wen Yan was beside him. He couldn't help but take another step back. With a little more distance, he would have more confidence in his attack method.
Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!
Luo Ting raised both his hands at the same time, using two fingers from each hand. He continued to send out finger wind, but without exception, all of them were easily dodged by Siffin. A few more holes appeared in the mural behind him, but Siffin was unharmed.
"How is this possible?" Luo Ting cried out in disbelief.
Siffin's movements were quite fast, but to be able to continuously dodge his finger wind, the most important thing was not speed, but accurate judgment. Siffin's judgment was extremely accurate. Every dodging movement was flawless, and he would quickly adjust himself to avoid the next attack. It was as if he knew exactly how Luo Ting would attack him.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Luo Ting was unwilling to give up. He raised his hand and sent out a few more fingers, but the result was the same. Siffin, on the other hand, had already rushed in front of him after dodging these attacks.
"You always bully the weak, so you don't even know how to hide your attack intent?" Siffin said as he threw out a punch. A straight punch landed squarely on Luo Ting's face. Luo Ting's nose bled, and he staggered backward. When he raised his head again, a ferocious smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"Hehehehe …" He laughed, raised his hand, and sent out another finger wind.
"Be careful!" Wen Yan immediately realized something and hurriedly called out.
Huh?
This time, Siffin was also stunned. Every time the opponent in front of him attacked, from his eyes to his expression to his movements, there was not a single part that didn't reveal his intentions. That was why Siffin was able to accurately predict where he was going to attack and easily dodge it. But this time, it looked like he only raised his hand, but he actually hid all the expressions and movements that would reveal his intentions?
Unable to predict the attack, Siffin could only make large movements to dodge. But this time, it was as if the opponent's finger wind knew Siffin's intentions, and it still hit him, hitting Siffin's right hand.
The finger wind imbued with soul power collided with Siffin's right hand, producing an indescribable sound. Blood immediately spurted out of Siffin's right hand.
"It's Qi Zhu! His ability allows him to target the scent symbol he has locked onto! "Wen Yan shouted.
"That's right!" Luo Ting, whose face was covered in blood, continued to smile evilly, "Now, it's your right hand!"
Siffin's right hand hit Luo Ting's fist, so it was stained with Luo Ting's scent. He immediately used it as a target for his Qi Zhu.
As he said that, the finger wind started again.
Pfft …
Siffin's right hand was hit again. No matter what he did, he couldn't stop it, and blood spurted out again. Luo Ting was as cruel as he was before. He didn't stop and followed up with another attack. Siffin's right hand quickly became bloody, but he turned around and said to Wen Yan, "Is this how he defeated you?"
Wen Yan was stunned.
"He must be attacking your weakness, the weakness where you can't endure pain," Siffin said.
"Yes! What about you? "Luo Ting laughed maniacally. His hands continuously shot out finger wind, attacking Siffin's right hand.
"You're crazy!" But Xi Fan had already charged forward, his right hand stretched out in front of him like a shield. Luo Ting's fingers collided with it, causing blood to splatter in front of Xi Fan, forming a huge splatter in front of him.
"I still have my left hand!" Siffin said as he swung his left fist. Blood splattered everywhere, and his fist landed on Luo Ting's shocked face.
Pfft!
One punch!
"And my right hand isn't that hard to endure!"
He swung his right fist, the second punch!
Boom!
Luo Ting was sent flying by the fist, and he crashed into the wall behind him. His eyes were full of fear. When he swung his hands, he couldn't focus and control his Qi Zhu anymore. He watched in horror as Siffin rushed in front of him.
"Kill him!!!" Wen Yan, who was filled with rage, shouted angrily.
"Of course!" Siffin said.
"Don't, kill me …" Luo Ting didn't manage to finish his sentence. Siffin's left hand was already firmly locked around his neck, and his bloodied right hand was pressed against the top of his head.
Luo Ting's survival instinct made him use his Qi Zhu again. Qi was once again under his control, and he attacked with the power of spirit. With the guidance of his Qi Zhu, he stabbed Siffin's right hand.
But, what could he do?
Luo Ting didn't feel the right hand on his head move at all. His attack didn't seem to exist to his opponent.
That wasn't the case at all! Luo Ting couldn't understand how his precise attack was so crudely countered by his opponent.
The blood flowing from Siffin's right hand streaked across Luo Ting's forehead. It mixed with the blood on Luo Ting's face and blurred his vision.
Crack.
That was the last sound Luo Ting heard. After that, he felt as if his head had lost its support and was falling down. His blurry vision finally disappeared. Siffin had broken his neck.
"Kill him," Siffin said to Wen Yan. He moved to the side to let Wen Yan see.
"You really … killed him?" Wen Yan was stunned.
"I just said those words out of anger …" Wen Yan said.
"Shouldn't he be killed?" Siffin frowned. His expression showed that he was questioning Wen Yan's character.
"He should be killed!" Wen Yan was also very firm on this point. She hesitated. "But you killed him just like that …"
"It was nothing," Siffin said.
"Sigh, forget it …" Wen Yan didn't want to say anything else. She wasn't worried about whether Luo Ting should be killed or not, but who should be the one to kill him. If Siffin handled the matter like that, it might cause another storm and a lot of trouble. But no matter what, Siffin protected her. What else could she complain about? If there was any trouble, she should be the one to deal with it.
"Is your hand okay?" Wen Yan asked. She saw that Siffin's right hand was still dripping blood.
"It's fine." Siffin smiled. "My weak point isn't my right hand." After saying that, he threw himself forward and fell to the ground with a thud.
Fresh blood instantly dyed his back red.
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