Chapter 98 Art of Puppet Killing

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"Xiao Se, you have such a powerful array. Why didn’t you use it at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain? If you had, we wouldn’t have been beaten so badly at the time." Lei Wujie could feel the qi in his body surging. Not only was his internal strength restored, all the fatigue he felt at being on the run all day and all night disappeared instantly.

"Over the last few days, I’ve been reading the book that Confucian Sword Immortal gave me. The book talks about the connections between the principal meridians and the latent meridians. I’d only just elucidated this Circulation Array. And it just happens that you have lost all your internal strength so I could try out this Circulation Array. Ordinarily, if the two internal strengths collide, things wouldn’t be so simple." Xiao Se took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "I can't support it for long. End this quickly."

Sikong Qianluo flicked her spear, her aura impressive. "Just watch us. This monster looks disgusting. I’m going to strike him dead."

Mu Ying didn't move, his expressionless face was extremely unnatural and strange.

"Not talking anymore? Are you scared?" Sikong Qianluo took a step, and slammed down on his head with her spear, but she only hit an empty face. Then, the face was smashed and even his whole body collapsed. An empty robe fell to the ground in a heap.

"He ran away?" Sikong Qianluo was taken aback.

"Art of Puppet Killing." Xiao Se was startled.

"This brother is really knowledgeable." A cold voice sounded, and Xiao Se turned to look, only to see a happy smiling face right in front of him, then suddenly becoming compassionate, then teary. It took only a moment to switch between the three expressions.

"You trickster, get lost!" Lei Wujie stepped in front of Xiao Se and swung a fist, knocking Mu Ying away, but all he managed was to make a hole in his robes. It floated away, once again, with nobody inside. Lei Wujie smiled bitterly. "This is really like those magic tricks."

Sikong Qianluo also struck empty air and retreated, grasping Xiao Se's hand again. That internal strength could not be stored in their body, so they had to constantly hold onto Xiao Se's hand in order to absorb the internal strength.

"How do you like my tricks?" Suddenly a head poked out, and a happy face that was hanging upside down was looking at them.

"Not so much." Sikong Qianluo swept it aside with her spear.

Mu Ying waved a palm, and the spear’s shaft was instantly covered with a layer of frost. Sikong Qianluo realised that her spear had been blocked, and was startled inside, but she suddenly felt a warmth in her body. Lei Wujie's eyes turned red, and he’d exerted his Blazing Arts. His red clothes fluttered and all the frost melted instantly. Sikong Qianluo was overjoyed and stabbed her spear again, slashing Mu Ying's right sleeve to shreds. But she saw Mu Ying turn around and struck Lei Wujie with a palm.

Lei Wujie matched him with his own palm, and his Blazing Arts immediately reached the sixth realm - Garuda.

Mu Ying smiled and said, "Excellent. I have long heard of the famous Blazing Arts. Why not try my Frosted Black Palm?"

"Let’s try it, then," Lei Wujie yelled angrily, and his Blazing Arts ascended another stage into the seventh realm - Fire Source!

A cold light flashed in Mu Ying's eyes, and his tone held a hint of surprise. "It's really rare to be able to reach this level at your age. Having to kill the precious lot of you is truly exciting." Despite his praise, the expression on his face did not change at all. His palm exerted more force and the coldness suddenly surged.

Lei Wujie, Xiao Se and Sikong Qianluo all shuddered in an instant.

Xiao Se suddenly let go of Sikong Qianluo's hand and slapped Lei Wujie's body with his palm. He shouted angrily, "Lei Wujie!"

Lei Wujie also shouted, "Xiao Se!"

Nobody understood why these two people suddenly shouted each other's name. But with the shout, Xiao Se’s blue robes suddenly fluttered wildly, and all of his qi transmitted into Lei Wujie’s body through his hands. Lei Wujie's pupils seemed to burst into flames in an instant!

Mu Ying's heart was shocked, his cold air was instantly suppressed, and a scorching breath was constantly pressing on his inner breath.

"This is.." Mu Ying still had that happy look, but the smile was frozen on his face.

Lei Wujie was sweating profusely, panting heavily, and bit off each word. "Blazing Arts, Heavenly Fire Realm!"

Mu Ying slammed his palms, but even with his strength, he didn't dare to underestimate this eighth realm of the Blazing Arts. But, he only shook his palms, and Lei Wujie's entire body pressed on and struck three palms consecutively.

Ordinary and unremarkable, the Buddhist Grand Arhat Fist.

Three palms.

Yet it was like a landslide before the earthquake and the sky opened.

Mu Ying retreated, but couldn't dodge. His face changed, and he used his Art of Puppetry.

But it was consecutively broken three times.

Lei Wujie only felt that after entering the eighth realm of the Blazing Arts, his entire body felt unspeakably ecstatic, as if he was walking on clouds, every punch as he intended. Every time he struck with his fist, he became more and more ecstatic.

"A screen-painting of gentle smoke and flowing water, free as floating flowers like a dream." Lei Wujie smiled slightly. "I've entered the Unrestrained Earthly Realm."

He struck a fourth fist.

Mu Ying spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole person flew out. He fell heavily to the ground.

Lei Wujie reached out his right hand and held his Murderous Dread sword, only to hear Xiao Se’s soft voice from behind him. "Don't be rash, stand there, keep your momentum."

Lei Wujie, who had originally planned to use his sword to teach the Thousand-Faced Ghost a lesson, finally dispelled the idea, and stood in place with his sword in hand. His qi raged on beside him, while his pupils looked like they were lit with flames.

Mu Ying stood up, seeing Lei Wujie's state, and couldn’t help feeling a little shocked inside. If Lei Wujie had just entered the Unrestrained Earthly Realm, he definitely wouldn’t have been forced to such a state. But the force of his punch just now clearly had a power approaching the Unfettered Heavenly Realm. He was definitely not his match. His face started to show anger as he frowned, and muttered to himself for a long time.

"Xiao Se." Seeing that Mu Ying hadn't moved for a while, Lei Wujie felt a little strange. He didn't know whether he should go forward and try again or keep standing where he was, so he had to ask Xiao Se.

But, Xiao Se suddenly withdrew his palms, his knees weakened, and he crumpled to the floor.

Sikong Qianluo leaned over hurriedly to catch him. "Xiao Se, what’s wrong?"

Lei Wujie glanced at Xiao Se with concern, and then hurriedly turned his head to look at Mu Ying. When Xiao Se withdrew his hand, the qi in his body also drained. Forget about the Unrestrained Earthly Realm. Right now, he couldn’t even form the first realm of his Blazing Arts. If Mu Ying attacked them now, they were definitely dead! But Mu Ying still kept that angry face, motionless.

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"Stop looking, he's gone." Xiao Se's voice was weak.

Lei Wujie walked out, raised his Murderous Dread sword and tentatively sliced it down, only to find that it was another empty skin.

Xiao Se took out a bottle from his robes and handed it to Sikong Qianluo. "Take the pill inside, regulate your qi for an hour, and the poison from the instant intoxication will be neutralised. Then, immediately get back on the road to Lei Clan Fort." After speaking, Xiao Se’s qi was finally spent. He closed his eyes, and fainted straight into Sikong Qianluo's arms.

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