Using a Killing Move (Continued)
A hint of emotion flickered across Wu Xiaohui's usually impassive face.
As mentioned earlier, the training room floors are all made of specialized materials.
The walls were no exception, of course.
But even such a wall couldn't stop it for even a second; it melted instantly.
Imagine if this move were to hit a person; the consequences would be unimaginable.
There wouldn't even be any ashes left!
Fan Xinglu gripped the chair with her small hands, and the sound of her delicate nose inhaling grew louder and louder.
"The idea is good. If it weren't for me, most people would have been finished long ago if they were caught in this kind of killing formation."
His body moved in response to the sound!
The straight sword that slashed towards her waist with a whistling sound did not completely escape Wu Xiaohui's perception.
Although his vision had completely failed to capture William's attention, the warrior's intuition and hearing helped him successfully determine the direction of the attack.
With a flick of his wrist, he instantly raised the long staff to block behind him.
Using his right foot as the pivot point, he twisted his whole body with the power of his waist, just as he was about to deliver this powerful kick to William.
His body was completely out of control as he flew backward, crashing heavily into the wall behind him.
A mouthful of red blood spurted directly from his mouth.
It hurts!
At this moment, his fragile internal organs were groaning incessantly. Even with Wu Xiaohui's resilient character, the excruciating pain still made the veins on his forehead throb.
However, William gave Wu Xiaohui no chance to catch her breath!
"Self-Acceleration Sorcerer" activated!
"[Thunderstorm! (Thunderstorm)!]"
The combination of speed and his increasingly powerful physique.
While still using Star Power to specifically enhance speed.
William had pushed his speed to the limit.
In that short distance of twenty meters, he truly accomplished something akin to teleportation using his physical body.
In fact, his speed surpasses teleportation.
After all, teleportation requires the warlock to build up their abilities.
The simple, ancient-looking short sword slashed straight at Wu Xiaohui's brow, the move displaying ruthlessness.
If it weren't known that there was no real grudge between the two, outsiders would definitely think they were mortal enemies.
Neither the fireball from before.
A beam of light pierces through the wall.
It's still the same old one-cut technique!
Those moves were absolutely deadly; one careless move could mean certain death.
The sharp blade sliced through the thick wall as easily as cutting tofu.
Bass!
More sparks burst forth.
At the critical moment, Wu Xiaohui successfully used her muscles to stabilize her somewhat displaced internal organs, regaining her ability to move.
The raised stick deflected the slashing dagger, Wu Xiaohui's large hand transformed into the shape of an eagle's claw, grabbing towards William's face.
"Good timing!"
As William praised him, he used his free left hand to form a fist and meet the attack.
A deafening roar!
An invisible shockwave spread outwards from the point where the fist and palm met.
The floor tiles beneath their feet began to crack, revealing countless deep fissures, and shattered tiles flew into the air.
Wu Xiaohui quickly took a large step back, maintaining the optimal attack distance for the long staff.
The muscles on his arms bulged, and countless black runes flew out of his pouch and stuck tightly to his body.
"Laugh--!"
The sharp, swift movements of the staff, accompanied by a whistling sound, were released from Wu Xiaohui's hand.
"Bass--!"
A crisp clanging sound!
The short sword, about 50cm long, deflected the thrusting long staff, and faint particles of light gathered in William's palm on his left hand.
Three daggers exuding a chilling aura suddenly appeared, and William then tucked them between his fingers.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The dagger shot out in a triangular formation towards Wu Xiaohui, carrying a strong gust of wind that tore through the air, aiming straight for Wu Xiaohui's face and heart!
Wu Xiaohui's pupils suddenly contracted, and she quickly pulled back her left hand, which was holding the long stick, while her right hand gripped the handle at the same time!
In that very instant!
Wu Xiaohui wielded the long staff, creating a continuous stream of shadows and whipping up gusts of wind like a tornado.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!"
The three daggers were simultaneously deflected and fell to the ground with a clanging sound. Then they turned into pale golden particles of light and dissipated into the air.
Wu Xiaohui, who successfully blocked the attack, showed no joy in her eyes, nor did she take advantage of the momentum to press forward!
Instead, his fingers and index finger were pressed together, and his lips seemed to be muttering something softly.
"Hurry, hurry, as the law commands! Imperial decree!"