Wind and rain lashed his face amid lightning and thunder.
Gu Chan's fists and palms rose and fell, unleashing thirteen vicious killing moves in a single breath.
Yet whether her fist force struck across or her palm force drove downward, the moment it touched Lian Youming's flesh and sinews, it vanished like a clay ox sinking into the sea.
"You actually chose to break through in the middle of fighting me. Some nerve!"
Hearing the crisp crackling of sinews and bones, Gu Chan widened her phoenix eyes slightly, a cold gleam flashing within them. Her hands seized and hooked in an eagle's grasp, blood and qi instantly filling her slender fingers. Her knuckles turned blue, her five fingers swelling thick and clenching like iron as they snapped toward vulnerable joints at Lian Youming's waist, ribs, and elbows.
She seemed truly enraged, her phoenix eyes brimming with menace, her killing intent soaring skyward.
Yet this extraordinary finger strength, enough to shatter stone and pierce wood, could barely press a few shallow dents and white marks into his body before going no farther. "Croak!"
Lian Youming remained planted where he stood. A Toad Croak sounded from his mouth as his inner breath surged. He pursed his lips and inhaled, drawing even a strand of the wind and rain before him into his mouth.
It was not that he had not moved. His hands and feet had stayed still, but towering waves had already risen within his body. He swelled like an inflated balloon, his chest and belly visibly bulging until he resembled a woman several months pregnant, as though he had truly become a golden toad.
This Toad-Fishing Skill was an Elixir Skill of the Daoist Sect.
Previously, Lian Youming's attainment and mastery had been insufficient. He had only employed it crudely