(Fifth update)
Bang!
Zhao Wuji's back slammed into the solid red earth, and a shallow palm print sank slightly into his chest.
Although Feng Baobao had not intended to kill him and had even pulled back her strength at the last moment, the Qi from her palm had drilled into him like a bore, carrying a strange force. Even though Zhao Wuji had activated the Immovable King Body soul skill at the critical moment, he had still been unable to defend against it.
His defense had been pierced through like paper!
"Cough!"
Zhao Wuji felt his internal organs churning painfully. He opened his mouth and spat out a stream of blood, his face turning somewhat ashen.
Flender came to his senses belatedly, rushed to Zhao Wuji's side, helped him up, and asked with concern:
"How are you?"
"I'm alright." Zhao Wuji forced a bitter smile and shook his head slightly. "I should thank that young lady for sparing my life. Otherwise, what you'd be seeing now would probably be a corpse."
Flender's brows rose. He knew that although Zhao Wuji always wore a kind expression around the academy students, he had once been an executioner whose hands had been stained with many people's blood.
With his temperament, even an opponent slightly stronger than him could never make him bow his head in submission.
Had he changed his nature today?
"That girl was really that strong?" Flender asked with a solemn expression.
"More than just strong."
With Flender supporting him, Zhao Wuji slowly staggered to his feet.
Zhao Wuji lifted his shirt, revealing his sturdy chest. At its center was a palm print, red and scorching hot.
After examining it carefully for a moment, Flender could not help but suck in a cold breath.
"Just who is this girl?"
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