Heh heh!
The Child Ghost's head had not even fully recovered, yet it charged straight at him. It really had no idea of the difference in their strength!
To Chen Mo, even an intact Child Ghost could not hurt him, let alone an injured one.
Earlier, he had merely held back his strength because he needed combat experience and sparring practice. That had made Mahali and the Child Ghost think that his strength was not much greater than theirs, and that with a little more effort, they might be able to injure him.
In reality, that notion was completely wrong!
Chen Mo swung Onimaru. The palm that appeared lightning-fast in others' eyes was struck by Onimaru before it could even touch his leg.
With one slash, the not-yet-fully-recovered Child Ghost was separated into head and body once more. The Child Ghost howled as its head and body vanished into the thick fog. It was sending a message that it was injured and needed the Mother Ghost's supply to recover.
Mahali was already injured himself and could not step forward. He could only watch helplessly as the Child Ghost's injuries worsened.
Chen Mo did not pause. No matter what thoughts or plans Mahali had, Chen Mo was going to send this fellow to receive his lunchbox now. He took several more steps forward, closing in on Mahali, and drove Onimaru straight into Mahali's body.
Mahali wanted to dodge with his speed, but he was not faster than Chen Mo. Moreover, the Mother Ghost fused with him was already injured as well. This strike made Mahali scream miserably and howl in pain.
As he howled, Mahali and the fused Mother Ghost flickered between solid and incorporeal forms, rapidly alternating like demons and ghosts under a strobe light.
Before Chen Mo could pull