Phoenix did not like Snake Woman.
From the first moment she saw her, she had disliked her.
She wore clothes that were far too revealing: red leather jacket and pants, vulgar yet seductive.
Tang Fei had even sneaked several glances at her chest.
Of course, Tang Fei could not be blamed for that.
Who wore nothing under a leather jacket? Even Phoenix herself had glanced at her several times with contemptuous, critical eyes. She really was quite well-endowed.
She had lost!
That made Phoenix even more unhappy. She did not waste words on Snake Woman. The Phoenix Whip was already in her hand as she crooked a finger at Snake Woman.
"Come here. Let me whip you."
So proud!
And so haughty!
Sure enough, Snake Woman was enraged.
She stared at Phoenix with a sinister smile and said with a smile that did not reach her eyes, "There's an old saying: a fallen phoenix is worse than a chicken. Ever heard it? Once you fall into my hands... hehehe, I'll show you how I play you to death."
Phoenix did not respond. She had no interest in saying a single word to her.
If a woman like this had been on New Star, Phoenix would have had the guards throw her out long ago.
Snake Woman grew even angrier.
She drew two Serpent-shaped Curse Blades from her waist and leaped at Phoenix.
Curse Blades originated in Egyptian civilization before the Great Cataclysm. When forging such weapons, sorcerers were invited to draw complex runes onto the blades, giving them peculiar attack effects. Once struck by one, even if an enemy was fortunate enough to survive, their days ahead would not be easy. The curse would follow them for life.
Some users also smeared deadly poison on their Curse Blades. They could kill others or themselves, making them exceptionally convenient and cruel.
The moment Phoenix saw Snake Woman's weapons, she knew Snake Woman specialized in close combat. The Phoenix Whip in her hand transformed into a ten-foot spear, which she thrust at Snake Woman's chest.
Snake Woman's body was as soft and swift as a snake's. Though she was in midair, she could twist herself into all kinds of complex postures. One Curse Blade knocked the spear aside, while the other slashed straight at Phoenix's face.
Weren't you heaven's favored daughter? Weren't you the bright moon of the stars? I'll carve up your face.
Before I kill you, I'll ruin that pretty face of yours.
Snake Woman was filled with jealousy toward Phoenix.
Phoenix understood exactly what she was thinking. So many women envy me. What the hell are you?
The spear rapidly contracted, landing in her hand as a short sword just over three inches long.
The short sword blocked before her face. Blade struck sword, producing a series of clangs.
After her strike failed, Snake Woman's attacks became even fiercer. Her Curse Blades fell like a torrential downpour.
Every strike was desperate, every strike fatal.
Her body kept pressing closer to Phoenix, squeezing away the space between them as they fought. Like a soft, sinister little snake, she tried to coil around her.
Phoenix knew she absolutely could not let Snake Woman get close. If Snake Woman succeeded, Phoenix would truly be stuck to her and completely drawn into her attack rhythm.
Just as Snake Woman was about to press in again, the short sword in Phoenix's hand transformed back into a spear, stabbing toward Snake Woman's chest. She wanted to force Snake Woman back and widen the distance between them again.
Unexpectedly, Snake Woman advanced instead of retreating. She thrust out her chest and used it to meet Phoenix's spear.
"Courting death!" Phoenix snorted coldly.
She refused to believe this woman's breasts were made of bronze walls and iron barriers, capable of taking the Phoenix Whip head-on.
As that thought crossed her mind, she poured in even more Yin Yang Qi. The spear in her hand hummed as though it had suddenly come alive and was about to fly from her grip.
You want to die? I'll grant your wish.
A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Snake Woman's lips. Just as the spear was about to pierce her chest, her breasts suddenly shifted.
Yes, shifted.
It was abrupt and bizarre.
It was like trying to cut off someone's finger, only for that finger to suddenly vanish from where it was.
They often saw magic tricks like that, where fingers could disappear. But how could breasts disappear?
This was Snake Woman's Boneless Technique. When she activated it, the bones in her body seemed to turn soft, allowing her to alter her shape at will.
Her body slid along the spear's tip, then crashed directly into Phoenix's embrace.
Phoenix was too late to pull back the spear in her hand. She could only watch as Snake Woman's Curse Blade stabbed straight toward the vital point at her throat.
"I told you..." Snake Woman wore a teasing smile as she licked her long tongue and hissed like a snake. "Once you fall into my hands..."
Bang!
Phoenix threw a punch, but Snake Woman's body rode the force of the punch and drifted behind Phoenix.
She clamped Phoenix's waist between her legs and hacked wildly at Phoenix's head with the two Curse Blades in her hands.
Phoenix was also becoming irritable from Snake Woman's sticky fighting style, but she knew she had to remain calm at a time like this.
The more dangerous it was, the more it became a fight to the death, the more she needed to remain absolutely calm.
Only then could she spot her opponent's weakness and find that sliver of life amid certain death.
Phoenix found her chance.
The Phoenix Whip in her hand stretched behind her as though it had eyes, binding the two Curse Blades together. Then it extended endlessly, wrapping Snake Woman's body up tight as well.
Snake Woman was like a Dragon Boat Festival rice dumpling, unable to struggle or move.
The more she tried to break free with brute force, the tighter the rope cinched around her. It dug deeply into her flesh, and blood began to seep from her skin.
With a light tug, Phoenix pulled Snake Woman in front of her.
She looked at the frightened and shocked Snake Woman before her and smiled. "It seems your wish is about to fall through."
Phoenix flicked her wrist lightly, and Snake Woman's body was sliced into countless pieces by the whip.
She turned into dust and vanished without a trace.
Clack!
The two Curse Blades fell to the ground, along with several other things.
Snake Woman was dead. Her equipment had exploded all over the ground.
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Tang Fei was an extremely cautious boy. On Old Earth, if one was not cautious enough, the grass growing over one's grave might become taller than oneself.
Faced with that silver bullet, he had already been sufficiently vigilant. At the first moment, he held his breath and tried his best not to be enveloped by that silvery glow.
Unfortunately, one could elegantly dodge bullets, but it was difficult to perfectly evade wind, rain, and light.
Tang Fei was certain he had not breathed any of that glowing powder into his body. He had merely been illuminated by the silver light when the bullet exploded.
Could that alone render someone unable to move?
Just how far had weapons on New Star developed?
He really wanted to visit New Star. With his intelligence and weapons like these, what prey could he fail to hunt? What beast could escape?
He would become the king of all beasts!
Forget it, forget it. Scratch that. Too edgy.
Now, the first thing Tang Fei had to deal with was the deep-blue Energy Bullet called "Time."
Energy Bullets, Energy Bullets—one explosion took out a whole area.
With his current reaction speed, he had almost no room to maneuver.
Since he could not maneuver, he would take the initiative.
Tang Fei summoned the Dogleg Knife with his mind and sent it slashing toward the Energy Bullet.
The Dogleg Knife trembled as though it knew how dangerous this journey would be.
It was more like it was saying goodbye to its Master.
Boom!
The Dogleg Knife detonated the Energy Bullet ahead of time. It exploded while flying toward Tang Fei.
The Energy Bullet vanished, and the Dogleg Knife itself was blown to pieces.
The Dogleg Knife that had followed Tang Fei for many years saved its Master from danger by sacrificing itself, brave and resolute.
Tang Fei was blasted away by the shockwave from the Energy Bullet. He crushed several saplings in succession before slamming into the trunk of a massive tree that took two people to encircle, finally coming to a stop.
Instead, this broke the medicinal restriction of the "Cage" bullet.
That anesthetic agent had only a limited duration to begin with. Besides, Tang Fei had neither breathed it in nor ingested it, so it naturally had little effect on him.
But in an expert match, opportunities vanished in an instant. Even affecting someone for only 0.001 seconds was enough.
Borrowing the force of the impact, Tang Fei pushed hard off the trunk with both feet and charged toward where Clown stood.
He could not give Clown another chance to fire. Who knew what kind of bullet he might shoot next?
"I'll give you another bullet." Clown's face twisted viciously as he roared at Tang Fei, "It's called Hope."
"Time" would not give you more time, and "Hope" certainly would not bring you hope.
It had come to harvest hope.
When you thought you were back on your feet, its arrival could erase everything.
That bullet split into three, three became nine, and then it divided into countless tiny pellets.
They were dense and overwhelming.
They completely blocked Tang Fei's path forward and gave him no chance to escape.
Tang Fei, still in the air, extended his right hand. A faint green glow surfaced in his palm.
Under the influence of that green glow, the flood of bullets rushing toward him suddenly halted in an eerie posture.
They neither advanced nor fell.
Qi Control Technique!
One could use Qi to control blades, and bullets as well.
Only someone in the middle stage of the Qi Control Realm could accomplish this.
Tang Fei pushed his palm forward, and the countless tiny bullets flew back toward Clown.
Clown had not expected Tang Fei to have such a move. He threw himself to the ground and rolled desperately.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The bullets flew over his head, shattering countless flowers and plants.
When Clown tried to get up, a sharp dagger was already pressed against his throat.
"I surrender!" Clown raised his hands and looked at Tang Fei with a fawning expression. "You've seen what I can do. I can serve you. Whatever you want me to do, I'll do it. Whoever you want me to kill, I'll kill."
"I'll definitely be an obedient good dog. Do you want to hear a dog bark? I'm really good at it. Woof, woof, woof. How was that? Pretty convincing, right?"
"No wonder your name is Clown. It really suits you." Tang Fei was too speechless to complain.
This Clown was truly insane!
"Right? Right? If you don't like the name Clown, I can be called Little Dog instead. How about it? Spare me, please? I'll kill people for you. I'll kill everyone else. I don't have much of a bottom line."
"Neither do I," Tang Fei said.
He pushed the dagger forward, cleanly and decisively driving it into Clown's neck.
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