There was no Split Mount Hua. No named move.
Lu Chi did not even try to stand. As he slid, he violently twisted his core muscles, pouring all twenty thousand kilograms of his strength into his right arm without holding anything back.
He turned his wrist, angling the blade upward, and used the momentum of his sliding body to slash viciously from below!
"Shhk!"
It was an extremely faint sound.
There was no explosive clang of metal, only the smooth sensation of a sharp blade slicing through hide and flesh.
The transparent, razor-sharp edge of the Bloodshadow Battle Blade pierced the unarmored flesh of the Iron-Bone Crocodile's throat with incredible precision, as easily as cutting tofu. Then, driven by the monster's massive momentum and the pulling force of Lu Chi's upward slash, it followed the line of the creature's jaw and brutally sliced halfway through its neck!
Scalding, dark red blood, thick with a foul, fishy stench, poured down like a waterfall, instantly drenching Lu Chi from head to toe.
"Hhh—hhh—"
The Iron-Bone Crocodile let out several grotesque, wheezing cries. Its massive body suddenly froze, its huge eyes bulging as though it could not believe what had happened. Then all strength left its thick legs. With a thunderous crash, its enormous body slammed onto the arena floor. After a few twitches, it completely lost all signs of
life.
The strength and armored scales it had taken such pride in became meaningless the moment its throat was severed.
At that instant, a deathly silence fell over the entire Death God Arena.
Everyone stared openmouthed at the blood-drenched figure slowly crawling out from beneath the Iron-Bone Crocodile's corpse.
Lu Chi wiped the crocodile blood from his face. His hand was still trembling slightly, and he gasped for breath. He did not look