Roar! The ferocious crocodile churned the waves, true qi weaving a net. Maintaining the stance of a spear thrust that never regretted, ignoring the restraints of strand after strand, Lu Chenzhou still thrust his spear at Jiang Chen. Yet compared to the beginning, the force of his spear had diminished by more than half.
"Using softness to overcome hardness is one way of fighting. Using violence to suppress violence is another."
As he watched the ferocious crocodile pounce upon him, countless insights intertwined within Jiang Chen's heart.
This exchange with Lu Chenzhou had in truth been more of a test, yet the insights it brought him were things he had never gained even in life-and-death battles with the Corpse Daoist. In the end, the Corpse Daoist's skill in magical combat had simply been too mediocre to offer him any new inspiration.
"Mystic Slaying Finger!"
As inspiration struck, Jiang Chen locked onto Lu Chenzhou and pointed downward.
At that moment, true qi surged and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth responded. A gigantic, phantom finger took shape overhead, its killing intent serving as bone, martial true force as sinew, and true qi as flesh and blood. Drawing upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it descended upon the ferocious crocodile formed by Lu Chenzhou with an overwhelming momentum.
Eroded by that killing intent, Lu Chenzhou's mind could not help but waver.
"Not good!"
Realizing something was wrong, the ferocious crocodile weakened. Lu Chenzhou had no choice but to abandon his attack on Jiang Chen, shifting his spear momentum. Like a flood dragon emerging from the water, he faced the descending Mystic Slaying Finger head-on.
With a hum, two killing moves that fused magic and martial arts collided. Spiritual energy ran wild, and shockwaves swept outward, clearing the sky of