"That's right, I was setting you up, rebel!"
With a backhand strike, Qingpusi pierced Mie Qianzun, then leaned close to his head and whispered.
"You... Aah!"
Just as Mie Qianzun was about to curse aloud, Qingpusi twisted his pincer limbs. Pain wracked Mie Qianzun; his eye stalks stretched out, nearly stabbing into Qingpusi's flesh, but he could no longer speak.
In truth, Mie Qianzun himself was somewhat stronger than Qingpusi, but not by an entire major realm. Earlier, Mie Qianzun had unleashed an ultimate move and drained too much spiritual power, unable even to maintain the power protecting his body. On top of that, he was already badly wounded and unfamiliar with having only one arm. Qingpusi had seized precisely upon this, calculating Mie Qianzun's reaction. He deliberately offered something with one arm, drawing Mie Qianzun's attention, then struck successfully while Mie Qianzun's defenses were wide open.
--Sorry...
Qingpusi sighed inwardly. "A rebel like you defies civilization and disrespects the king's laws. You were always FuLa's greatest hidden danger. You and I were destined to stand on opposite sides. You walked into the net yourself; that was your own stupidity. You cannot blame anyone else."
"I... you... I..." Mie Qianzun desperately tried to say something. But the hillfolk had no specialized vocal organs; they relied entirely on contractions of their esophagi to produce speech. Now that Mie Qianzun's esophagus had been pierced, he could not speak.
Qingpusi swung his single arm, tearing a terrifying wound across Mie Qianzun's body. Bloody fluid sprayed everywhere. Qingpusi wrapped him in spiritual power and said, "I won't kill you just yet. Come back to FuLa's main camp with me, and let's properly catch up on old times."
--Before that, don't you dare die!
After entering the layer of flesh and blood, Wang Qi