1784 I Won't Take Responsibility for Pulverizing You to Death
Qiao Mu gazed coldly at this madly laughing man, and a faint trace of contempt flashed past her eyes.
What ridiculous arrogance!
These ten explosion talismans closed in on You Hui in the blink of an eye. They abruptly trembled and then exploded one after the other, which also destroyed the entire center stage.
Qiao Mu jumped into the air.
You Hui also followed suit, leaping up from the sea of flames.
Seeing that he was about to fly out from the sea of flames, Qiao Mu gazed at him frostily. She produced 30 explosion talismans this time with a wave of her hand, after which she hurled them down.
Afterwards, she kept pummeling You Hui's body with fire spirit and earth spirit talismans as if they didn't cost anything.
This move of burning through talismans simply stupefied the entire audience.
You had to see it to believe it.
No one would believe it even if they told them right?
A 14 to 15-year-old little lady was kiting someone by pulverizing the other party with exorbitantly expensive five-spirit talismans?
"Ah! Ahh!!" You Hui, who was trying his hardest to jump out from the sea of flames, got pushed down by a rock from an earth spirit talisman. He fell into the scorching sea of flames once again.
Meanwhile, the fire that sprouted from the foot of the wall shot 10 meters into the air.
The center stage had already been completely destroyed. Qiao Mu was levitating in the air, while You Hui had fallen to the stage on the first level.
"Ah!" All You Hui could do was utilize his spiritual energy to protect his body. Just as his wood vines shot out from the raging fire, they would get burnt to a crisp by the rising flames.
You Hui did not understand at all why his wood spiritual energy was getting suppressed by Qiao Mu's fire spirit and earth spirit talismans even though his cultivation was clearly much higher than Qiao Mu's.
He was already the most outstanding prodigy in his clan, breaking through to level-three spiritual cultivation at this age. He also possessed a grade-six wood spirit.
You Hui shifted his gaze when he suddenly came to a realization: It must be because that person who made those five-spirit talismans possessed spiritual energy of a much higher grade than his.
But so what?
Even if that little lady could throw ten or twenty talismans, could she throw one, two, or three hundred talismans?
There was no doubt that she was going to run out of talismans. Once that happened, he could then…
Wait a sec?
You Hui stiffly turned his neck and saw that bloodfire phoenix that suddenly lunged at his back.
He was not even able to scream when a crimson flame spewed into his face.
"Ow! Oww." You Hui had already toppled over from the searing pain in his eyes.
He collapsed inside the sea of flames; however, he practically could not feel his body's burning pain, with all his senses focused on his face.
It was needless to say how badly his face was hurting, but his eyes also seemed to have gotten burned by that flame. He could not open his eyes!
No!—
His eyes!
You Hui had his face in his hands as he screamed while rolling back and forth in the sea of flames. He secretly probed out with his spiritual conscious and sensed that Qiao Mu had floated down gracefully to the ground.
How dare this little bastard ruin his eyes. He would make sure that she dies without a grave!
You Hui released a howl as he got up with much difficulty. The wood spirit in his hand ceaselessly generated countless vines and branches which then sought out Qiao Mu.
Without even looking, Qiao Mu formed a frosty ice sword with her hand and impassively hacked the vines in front of her with it.
How dare a mere grade-six wood spirit get cocky in front of her?
