Something Is Off About This Blacksmith
Chapter 321

Battle

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The bloody giant punched him again.

Qin Tiexin's feet stepped on the gravel ground, his knees were slightly bent, his center of gravity sank, his right fist flipped out from his waist, and he faced the giant bloody fist head-on again.

The two fists collided in the air, and the shock wave of the explosion blew away all the rubble on the cave floor. Several stalagmites hanging on the dome broke and smashed into powder on the rock wall.

The bloody giant's fist was hit and bounced upward three feet. The rock under Qin Tiexin's feet was crushed half a foot deep, but his man did not take a step back. He retracted his right fist, and his left fist followed him instantly, hitting the bloody giant's wrist joint with a straight punch.

The blood mist exploded, a hole was punched through the giant's wrist, and dark red blood mist spurted out from the hole.

True Person Xueying frowned at the giant's heart. With a turn of spiritual power, the blood mist around the hole quickly surged back to fill it up, and it returned to its original state within a breath.

Qin Tiexin didn't give him time to breathe. He stepped forward sideways, raised his right knee, and drove his knee into the giant's abdomen.

The force of the knee strike was transmitted upwards from the point of contact, shaking the entire giant's belly to a violent swell of blood mist, and dense cracks appeared on the surface. The impact point of his knee happened to be at the lowest point of the giant's center of gravity, and the impact caused the giant's upper body to tilt forward half a foot involuntarily.

Before the giant could regain his balance, Qin Tiexin dropped his knees and took a half-step forward with his right foot. His right elbow had already swept into the giant's ribs. The force of the elbow strike was more concentrated than the fist. A gap as big as a millstone was made in the giant's right rib, and blood mist spurted out from it.

There is no pause between each of his strikes, and there is no fixed routine. It is an extremely natural connection. The recovery action of the previous strike is exactly the starting point of the next strike, and the landing point of the previous strike is exactly the best position for the next strike.

There are no fancy footwork, no superfluous movements. The range of each movement is small enough to be useful, but the power is so strong that it can create a gap in the giant's body every time.

True Person Xueying controlled the giant to swing his left fist, and a layer of red Blood Baleful Intent light condensed on the fist edge.

Qin Tiexin turned his head to pass the punch, clasped the giant's wrist from the side with his left hand, grabbed the giant's forearm with his right hand, and twisted his waist and hips in the opposite direction at the same time. The giant's entire left arm was forcefully torn off from his shoulder, and blood mist sprayed out from the broken area like a dam bursting. The huge broken arm lost its shape in the air, and re-dispersed into a mass of ownerless blood mist.

True Person Xueying's face turned pale for a moment. Although his body was not directly injured where his left arm was torn off, the severe injuries suffered by Pill Domain would be fed back to him simultaneously.

He immediately re-condensed the blood mist on the giant's broken arm, and the new arm grew back within two breaths. But within these two breaths, Qin Tiexin had already circled behind the giant, leaped high with both legs, and hit the giant's back of the neck with his right fist from top to bottom.

The punch was so heavy that it smashed the giant's head directly into his chest.

The giant lost its head, the shape of its entire body began to fluctuate violently, and the red light on the surface flickered on and off.

True Person Xueying gritted his teeth and regrouped his head from his chest, but his movements were obviously slower than before.

After a few rounds, True Person Xueying didn't take advantage at all. He was not a physical practitioner after all. If the fight continued like this, it wasn't Qin Tiexin that would be exhausted, but him.

No, you can't be led along.

He controlled the giant to take a few steps back quickly, aiming in the direction of Qin Tiexin. Six Blood Spear shot out from the giant's fingertips, stabbing Qin Tiexin's throat, heart, Dantian, both knees and right shoulder respectively.

Qin Tiexin's reaction was quite quick, not at all clumsy for his height. He dodged three attacks sideways, blocked one with his left hand, raised his right leg to block another, but the last one was still firmly nailed into his left shoulder socket.

Blood Spear Penetration The shoulder blades emerged from the back, splashing a pool of hot blood on the stone wall behind him, making the stone wall sizzle.

Qin Tiexin didn't even frown. He grabbed the half-exposure spear tip on his left shoulder with his right hand and pulled it out directly from his shoulder, bringing out a whole tendon and a few bone fragments. A stream of dark red blood gushed out from the wound, and then new granulation began to fill the gap, the bone fragments regrown, and the tendons rejoined.

Then he threw the Blood Spear back with his backhand. The Blood Spear shot through the giant's right eye at a faster speed than when it came, flew out from the back of the head, and was nailed deep into the stone wall of the cave.

The giant's head shook, and the gap in his right eye regrouped, but the corner of True Person Xueying's right eye twitched uncontrollably, and the synchronized feedback of Pill Domain's injury became more and more obvious.

I can't continue to waste time with him.

True Person Xueying squeezed Method Formula, and the bloody giant Dodging Step stepped back several feet. The huge body disintegrated into countless dark red blood mist in the air, and then quickly shrank, all of which got back into True Person Xueying's body.

He returned to his normal shape, floating on the top of the cave, his chest rising and falling slightly.

Although the spiritual power in the body of monk Golden Core is nearly infinite compared to that of the Foundation Establishment Realm, maintaining the form of a five-foot-tall giant consumes extremely alarming spiritual power.

Every time the condensed parts were broken up by Qin Tiexin, he had to expend a lot of extra spiritual energy to reorganize them. However, every time the monster on the opposite side was injured, he could heal instantly with the power of Essence Blood stored in his body.

True Person Xueying is not a monk who is good at combat skills. Although he is a foot taller than the opponent, he is the one who consumes more after a battle.

"One will wax and wane, and the gain will outweigh the loss."

Fortunately, the monster below can't fly.

True Person Xueying stabilized his body and looked down at the four-foot giant who was looking up at him below. Qin Tiexin's eyes still had no focus, but there was an inexplicable impatience on that expressionless face. He bent his legs slightly and jumped up again.

True Person Xueying was much faster after returning to its original shape, and floated half a foot up. Qin Tiexin's fingers brushed against the soles of his shoes. Unable to stop himself, he hit the cave dome, smashing the last complete stalagmite on the dome to pieces, and then crashed back to the ground.

True Person Xueying While he was still on the ground, he shot three Blood Baleful Intent palm prints in succession with his right palm, shot out a solid Blood Spear from his left sleeve, and sprayed out a dark red Natal Spirit Fire from his mouth.

Three attacks fell on Qin Tiexin at the same time, Blood Baleful Intent's palm print exploded into a bloody mist on his chest, Blood Spear nailed into the outside of his right thigh, and Natal Spirit Fire directly wrapped his left arm.

The blood mist dissipated, and there was a palm-sized scorch mark on Qin Tiexin's chest. The flesh and blood on the edge of the scorch mark was rapidly regenerating. Blood Spear on the outside of the right thigh had been squeezed out by the muscles, and the wound shrunk into a narrow slit. Natal Spirit Fire on the left arm was still burning, and the skin and superficial muscles were blackened and carbonized, but the new skin under the carbonized shell was already turning outwards.

He glanced down at the still burning Flame on his left arm, wiped it with his right hand, tore off the whole piece of burning flesh and threw it to the ground, revealing the new skin that had grown back underneath.

True Person Xueying looked at this scene, his face completely darkened.

He is a dignified Golden Core Peak monk and uses all his methods. Hitting the opponent is like hitting a piece of stubborn iron that cannot be burned to death. It's not that the opponent's defense is strong, but that he recovers too quickly.

So fast that the damage caused by each of his attacks has been Repair before the next attack is issued.

This kind of recovery ability has gone beyond the scope of physical training Qi and Blood Regeneration. This is a bloodline talent, a physical recovery ability that he has never seen in any physical training body.

"In that case." True Person Xueying turned his right hand and took out a scimitar from the storage ring.

The blade was dark red all over, and the blade was curved like a crescent moon. Layers of blood-colored luster were slowly flowing on the blade surface. Without spiritual power to drive it, the blade itself made an extremely low hum.

The handle of the knife is wrapped with an unknown dark brown leather material, with a rough surface. The moment you hold it, you can feel a cold sting coming from deep in the handle.

It was the one that cut off True Person Iron Fist with one stroke.

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