Feining Weakness Before the Enemy (Continued)

Man Xiong wasn't one to be threatened, and having been holding back his anger, he hardened his heart, grabbed Mu Boxue, and threw her towards the blade aura, then dodged to the side.

Just as the Bodhi Blade Qi was about to cleave Mu Boxue in two, Si Ming suddenly spun the blade in his hand. The blade Qi that had clearly been unleashed changed direction and grazed past Mu Boxue's body. Unfortunately, it did not completely dodge the attack and still severed her crushed arm at the root. Then, it slashed towards the dodging Man Xiong.

"You've fallen for their trap!"

Man Xiong roared and shattered the sword energy with his palms, but he was also knocked back several steps.

"I'm sorry, I can't hold back at this time of year."

Si Ming stepped forward to Mu Boxue's side, used the Ice Silkworm Heavenly Net Hand to freeze her wounds, and then used the Blazing Sun True Qi to break through the Power of Anomalies that sealed her Cultivation Body.

Unfortunately, Mu Boxue had lost her hearing and didn't hear what Si Ming. However, she didn't hold a grudge. She immediately snatched a weapon from beside a dead Monster Race corpse and, despite her injuries, launched an attack.

At the same time, the group of martial arts heroes who had been rescued by Si Ming arrived late and rushed into the battlefield, completely tearing apart the already sparse encirclement of the Monster Race.

The monks in Alan Temple also opened their gates and rushed out. The leading monk with thick eyebrows wielded Devil Moon demons, and used a set of Mad Devil Staff Technique to smash the monsters to pieces. The violent energy that grazed them was enough to shatter them into pieces.

Under the combined attack from both inside and outside, the morale of the Monster Race immediately collapsed. They were elite soldiers, not elite troops, and their discipline was only slightly better than that of martial arts heroes. Seeing that disaster was imminent and they were surrounded by enemies, they had no determination to fight to the death. They all withdrew from their Anomalies domains and turned to run away.

Although Man Xiong was knowledgeable in military strategy, in such a disastrous defeat, even if Marquis Wu Zhuge were resurrected, he could only sigh helplessly. He naturally had no ability to turn the tide and could only retreat first. But at this moment, a provocative voice came from behind.

"Hey, are you going to run away with your fart in your hand? You were just telling others to stay put, but you're the coward yourself. Ha, there are just too many trash and useless people out there."

Man Xiong stopped and turned to look at Si Ming, his face grim, as if he were about to turn and fight to the death.

However, in the end he merely smiled coldly, "Victory and defeat are common occurrences in Military School. Today's humiliation will surely be avenged tenfold in the future. Now is not the time for our decisive battle."

Man Xiong's appearance easily gives people the impression of being brave but reckless. His fighting style is also bold and unrestrained, making people subconsciously think that he is a fierce general. In reality, he is meticulous, cunning, and quite shrewd. He will not easily put himself in danger. Although it may be exhilarating to act rashly now, he is likely to be surrounded by the enemy and unable to escape. He will not take that risk.

The chase had taught him that while Movement Method couldn't match the monk in terms of agility, he was definitely faster in a direct charge. If he was determined to escape, these people wouldn't be able to catch him.

"Master's ruthlessness and decisiveness are truly unprecedented in my life. May I ask your name?"

Si Ming laughed loudly, "Very well, I am a disciple of the Glazed Temple, my Dharma name Wutian, and I am honored by the kindness of my fellow martial artists, who have given me the nickname 'Slow Kill with One Blade'."

"Slow Kill with One Blade? The master's blade is anything but slow," Man Xiong said in a somber voice after a cold laugh. "The green hills remain, the clear waters flow on, we'll meet again."

He unleashed a palm strike to block the enemy, then turned and strode away swiftly, his movements as fast as lightning. The scenery flashed by on both sides, and the air whistled past his ears. Just as he was pondering how to torment this monk who had ruined his battle achievements, a blade of energy suddenly slashed towards him. He quickly waved his palm to disperse the energy, and when he looked up, he saw that the monk named Wutian was smiling at him.

"Surprised? Unexpected?"

Si Ming slung the Crimson Blood Divine Blade over his shoulder and pointed at the other man with his other finger. "Your next question will be, 'When did you get behind me?'"

When did you...?

Realizing that his thoughts had been seen through, Manxiong was Man Xiong annoyed and furious, and secretly terrified.

"Tch, as expected, it's impossible to repeat yourself," Si Ming clicked his tongue in disappointment, then continued, "The answer is simple: I'm faster than you."

By using the Divine Sight Illusory Observation Art to alter the flow of Qi and Blood, the speed can be increased threefold.

"Then why did you...?"

Before Man Xiong could even ask, he already knew the answer. If he discovered that Si Ming was faster than him, why would he stay to ask for the Dharma name? He would definitely find a chance to sneak away, blend into the Monster Race, and escape the pursuers.

"Looks like you've figured out the answer too. Hey, don't look so grumpy. Weren't you having a lot of fun toying with others before? I thought you liked that kind of thing too. Looks like I was wrong. You just like toying with others, not being toyed with. Sigh, this picky habit isn't good, you need to change it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Si Ming swung his sword to meet the attack head-on. With the Vajra Demon-Subduing Power, which was only at the beginner level, the Tiger-Subduing Blade Technique Subduing Sword Technique unleashed unprecedented power at this moment. The sword whistled and shook the mountains and forests for ten miles.

Man Xiong swung his iron fist to block, intentionally testing his opponent's cultivation level. He was confident that he was second to none in strength, even the Abbot of Glazed Temple, who had also cultivated the Vajra Demon-Subduing Divine Ability Fajian, was still inferior to him.

Unexpectedly, as their fists and knives clashed, the force of their blows filled the air. The burly man Man Xiong felt an immense force that was hard to withstand, and his body could not bear it. He involuntarily took a half step back, and the remaining force dissipated into the ground, kicking up a large cloud of dust.

"How could this be!"

For what seemed like the umpteenth time today, Man Xiong was astonished by the opponent's divine power. But Si Ming stopped trying to explain and instead unleashed his full power in the perfected Tiger-Subduing Blade Technique, using strength to counter strength, momentum to suppress momentum, and attack to attack. His overwhelming offensive poured down like a torrential downpour.

With flashes of fists and blades, Man Xiong was forced to retreat steadily, overwhelmed by the powerful and sweeping blade attacks, unable to retaliate. The greatest advantage of his fist technique lay in subduing the enemy with brute force, but now he was being suppressed in terms of strength, resulting in a significant reduction in the power of his punches.

"Zen Blade Subdues the Tiger!"

"The Tiger's Might Comes to Naught!"

"The Beast King Bows Its Head!"

One strike after another, divine power surged, energy roared, stirring up the wind and clouds. The Crimson Blood Divine Blade danced like a storm, seemingly swallowing primordial flames. Si Ming's offensive had no respite; after each heavy strike, another heavy attack followed, without pause, as if he didn't need to catch his breath or recover his strength at all.

Si Ming was only using the Vajra Demon-Subduing Power at this moment, which was less than half of his own strength. However, in the eyes of others, it was mistakenly believed that each strike was with full power, and they couldn't help but marvel at how strong his endurance was, as if it were inexhaustible.

No matter how strong Man Xiong's physique was, he could not maintain his full strength for long. After another exchange of fists, he suddenly felt his strength waning. When he saw the blade coming again, he quickly dodged and moved aside. The blade's force grazed his shoulder, leaving a trail of blood, and he slammed heavily into the ground, instantly creating a crater a hundred feet deep.

"Damn it, it's clearly just the Tiger-Subduing Blade Technique!"

Man Xiong was Man Xiong shocked and furious. Having fought against Buddhist School disciples for many years, he naturally recognized the swordsmanship that Si Ming was using. In the past, when he encountered monks using this swordsmanship, he would not even bother to make a move and would directly order his men to kill them. But now he was being suppressed by this swordsmanship that he looked down upon, which really stung his pride.

He forcefully threw out both fists, forcing Si Ming back. Then, he activated the Power of Anomalies within his body, gathered it in his lungs, opened his mouth, and exhaled. The sound waves were like a raging torrent, and the air was filled with ripples.

"The Fierce Spirit Devil Roar!"

The violent sonic attack stirred up air currents, uprooting nearby trees and blowing them into the sky. The onlookers felt a sudden buzzing in their heads, their vision went white, their Qi and Blood churned, they lost control of their bodies, and blood began to flow from their noses without them even realizing it.

Why do you Monster Race always like to haunt people with your breath?

Si Ming did not back down, but instead activated the Kui Drum Thunder Sound to retaliate, still confronting strength head-on.

The two sound waves collided with each other. This time, Si Ming's advantage in strength was useless, and it was purely a contest of Foundation. Although the Kui Drum Thunder Sound had the effect of warding off evil and restraining, the Foundation of the two sides were far different, and it was ultimately defeated.

"A great opportunity!"