I Stab My Lung, You Take It to the Heart

"You're being attacked at close range, why aren't you running?"

Seeing that Wu Fa did not avoid but instead accepted the punishment, those who were watching the battle were all puzzled.

Although the magic of the Wu Clan is powerful, Wu Clan physical bodies are actually quite ordinary.

Of course, the Wu Clan, possessing only magical arts, would obviously not have reached its current position.

The Wu Clan also Changzhi another skill: maneuvering and shifting.

At present, Wu Fa has clearly not been used.

On the field.

The long sword is about to strike.

Within arm's reach.

The staff in Wu Fa's hand suddenly changed direction, drawing a perfect arc as he abruptly turned around.

Brush.

The staff thrust straight out, its sharp base, like a spearhead, suddenly piercing forward.

Thump!

The void trembled violently.

Yue Qing's figure appeared out of thin air in front of the staff.

The staff pierced right into Yue Qing's shoulder bone.

It was only slightly off-target; the strike was aimed right at his neck.

Martial arts!

Outside the Emperor Dao, an uproar erupted instantly.

Countless eyes turned towards the location of the Wu Clan.

"The Wu Clan has actually started practicing our martial arts!"

"Isn't it said that the Wu Clan can't cultivate? But judging from what he just used, his skill level seems quite high."

"No wonder, it turns out they were prepared all along. This reaction shows they were already mentally prepared."

The crowd was abuzz with discussion, clearly quite surprised by the matter.

"By combining the strengths of both sides, it seems the Wu Clan has produced a truly outstanding descendant."

Liu Xun spoke up, looking towards the Wu Clan.

Wu Xiao smiled slightly:

"Since the Human Race has offered the imperial prince, my Wu Clan naturally needs to show some sincerity."

Meanwhile, on the field...

"As expected of a prodigy of the Wu Clan, I've learned my lesson."

Yue Qing sheathed his longsword, clasped his hands in a fist salute to Wu Fa, and then turned and left.

Being in the thick of it, he could sense that the Wu Fa was still holding back.

Rather than making things awkward for both sides, it's better to stop there.

At least, it won't affect the light collected earlier.

"What a fine combination of magic and martial arts cultivation! No wonder the Wu Clan is participating in this Emperor Dao."

A sound came from afar:

"I'd like to see what other special skills you have."

Following closely behind were not descendants of the Yue Clan, but rather members of the Liu Clan.

Liu Yi was born before the Aptitude of a Great Emperor. Over the years, even though Liu Tianming has not made any public appearances, he has always been one of the three most famous young talents of the Liu Clan. His talent and strength are beyond doubt.

Now, it is following closely behind.

Everyone understood.

This is an attempt to use the prodigy of the Wu Clan to showcase themselves.

"If this prodigy of the Wu Clan is indeed the most outstanding among the Wu Clan, then Liu Yi's actions are somewhat unwise."

Someone commented.

The bystander nodded:

"Indeed, judging from the words of the Wu Clan Chief, this is someone who can rival the Liu Clan's Imperial Prince; it certainly won't be that simple."

"But that's normal," someone laughed, watching Liu Yi walk towards the Wu Fa on the field.

"The great tree provides shade, and if the Liu Clan did not have an imperial prince, Liu Yi would undoubtedly be the most valued member of the Liu Clan. But with the bright moon shining before him, if he does not compete for brilliance, he may not even be able to become one of the stars."

As everyone was talking, Liu Yi stopped.

Holding a long sword, he looked at Wu Fa and said:

"Make your move."

"Good."

The Wu Fa aloud, his reply crisp and decisive.

The next moment, he raised his hand and took off the strip of cloth in front of him.

He opened his eyes and looked at Liu Yi.

Then, he suddenly picked up the staff in his hand, gripped it with both hands in reverse so that the tip was facing him.

Then, amidst the incomprehensible gazes of countless people, the staff was suddenly plunged into the heart by the Wu Fa.

Laugh.

The sharp staff easily pierced through the heart of the Wu Fa, catching her completely off guard.

For a time, everyone who was paying attention to this battle, whether inside or outside the Emperor Dao, was completely baffled.

"No, what's going on? Why did they suddenly attack me?"

"Huh? What? He committed suicide? They haven't even started fighting yet!"

"What kind of method is this? The Wu Clan may have some unique methods, but isn't this a bit too unique? Can someone explain to me what they're doing?"

Not just ordinary people.

Even Liu Xun, Liu Duanyuan, and a group of high-ranking members of the Liu Clan and the Yue Clan, who were on the willow tree, all had a look of doubt and surprise on their faces.

Lu Changzhi, who was watching the battle from inside the arena, was also slightly taken aback.

But soon, a look of understanding appeared on his face:

"A person reflected in a mirror image, so it seems it wasn't suicide."

It may seem like the stab is aimed at the heart, but the internal organs of the Wu Fa are not structured that way; the heart is actually located on the right side of the body.

"However, this probably isn't about giving yourself a buff."

Lu Changzhi spoke softly, glancing at Liu Yi.

In the darkness, a strange power arrived silently and instantly, landing on Liu Yi.

Liu Yi's expression suddenly changed, and the next moment, his body stiffened abruptly.

Immediately afterwards, a large amount of blood gushed out from beneath his breastplate, like a gushing spring.

In just half a breath, half of his upper body was completely soaked in blood.

Liu Yi's aura also suddenly fluctuated.

"What happened??"

"Huh? Huh?! Huh!"

"Damn it, what's wrong with Liu Yi? He hasn't even started fighting yet!"

The crowd, already bewildered, nearly popped their eyes out when they saw Liu Yi suddenly covered in blood.

On the willow tree, some high-ranking members of the Liu Clan suddenly stood up, looking as if they were about to rush inside.

At this moment, Wu Xiao spoke up, saying:

"Don't worry, I've already instructed him not to kill him. He's fine."

With just one sentence, he instantly drew the attention of everyone present.

At this moment, countless eyes were fixed on Wu Xiao, whose clothes were so plain they were almost inconspicuous, and a sense of dread was rising in their hearts.

We're not afraid of any fierce fighting, but this situation is just too bizarre.

It makes no sense that he would stab himself while bleeding Liu Yi.

While there are certainly some evil arts in this world, this one is rather sinister.

In the Emperor Dao.

"So this is how this talent works?"

Lu Changzhi gave Wu Fa a deep look, and sighed with emotion:

"If he didn't encounter a ruthless person, this talent would probably have no place to be used."

Clearly, it goes beyond that; one must also be unique.

Otherwise, the situation wouldn't just be like this, where "I'm poking holes in your lungs, and you're hurting your heart."

You lost.

The Wu Fa drew his staff, took out an object, and placed it on the wound, his voice completely calm.

Liu Yi stared intently at Wu Fa for a few moments without saying a word, then took a deep breath, took out a pill, and swallowed it.

At this moment, a figure landed directly in front of Liu Yi.

Clang!

A curved blade was held directly to Liu Yi's neck.

"Do you have a problem with taking your spotlight?"

This action immediately caused an uproar outside the Emperor Dao.

"Holy crap, who is this? Taking advantage of the Liu Clan's misfortune?!"

In the crowd.

Lin Tianchen, the patriarch of the Lin Clan, suddenly narrowed his eyes, his expression changing slightly:

"Xie'er, this is the Liu Clan!"