Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 331 Ji Wuye, dead!
After a hundred consecutive hard-fought moves.

Ji Wuye finally came to his senses from the opponent's fluctuating attack rhythm.

After all, every time the opponent manages to withstand my attack, the force of their next counterattack is ridiculously strong!
This characteristic is too obvious!
'Qin Shi Mo Yu' is also quite helpless.

The vitality and defensive power of a Grandmaster of Horizontal Strike are somewhat outrageous.

This can be seen from the fact that his initial all-out sneak attack only broke through the skin and flesh to the bone, but did not damage the root of the problem.

For an ordinary innate martial artist, this level of injury would be considered a serious injury that could significantly impact the course of a battle.

But for a master who has already reached the state of oneness with heaven and man and whose will can interfere with reality, it is really just a minor injury.

If it weren't for the martial spirit attached to the sword strike of 'Qin Shi Mo Yu', which still clung to the wound...

Otherwise, Ji Wuye could easily distort reality with his own will, causing the muscles and fascia to respond automatically, thus allowing the wound to heal quickly.

This is also why it is almost impossible for martial artists below the Celestial Realm to defeat a Grandmaster.

Ji Wuye was already aware of the strange thing about 'Qin Shi Mo Yu' being able to use others' strength against them.

The eight-foot-long sword in his hand suddenly changed its style, from its original straightforward and fierce nature to a venomous snake's tongue flicking out, graceful and agile.

They didn't even bother to touch that frosty sword.

With a flash of light, the blade tore through the black cloth at lightning speed, leaving behind gruesome cuts and gaping wounds.

It's hard to imagine how that thick, heavy battle sword could achieve such a delicate and graceful attack.

All I can say is that Ji Wuye has managed to get to where he is today.

His brains might not seem like much to Qin Shi Moyu, but his martial arts skills are still quite formidable!

Not only is he a rare master of external martial arts, but his swordsmanship has also reached the level of a master!
Another ten or so moves were exchanged!
Several knife wounds of varying depths appeared on Qin Shi Mo Yu's body. Before the blood could flow out, it was sealed by a cold aura.

Ji Wuye saw his shortcomings in adaptability and skills.

Therefore, they became even more certain of their strategy of attacking with speed. The sword flashed continuously, turning into afterimages, getting faster and faster!
'Qin Shi Mo Yu' was overwhelmed and suffered repeated setbacks.

A streak of white light flashed and arrived in an instant!

Qin Shi Moyu's eyes flashed with a sharp light. Instead of dodging, he raised his left arm and charged towards the sharp blade!
"Keng——!"

The sword, which was originally intended only to cut through his flesh, was forced to strike his steel bones, producing a metallic clang!
The shockwave was instantly gathered and transformed within Qin Shi Mo Yu's body, becoming an even stronger force that was directed towards his right arm!
He raised his hand and threw a punch straight at Ji Wuye's chest acupoint, Tanzhong!
Knowing the power contained in that punch, Ji Wuye dared not take it head-on. He immediately held his sword horizontally in front of his chest, preparing to block and defend!

At this moment, 'Qin Shi Mo Yu' suddenly changed his fist into a claw, his five fingers like hooks, ignoring the blade and clamping it tightly!
Ji Wuye's expression changed, and he suddenly twisted the blade, trying to shake it away!

Even though the flesh and skin of his left palm were completely shredded, 'Qin Shi Mo Yu's' claws still did not loosen.

"Are you crazy?!"

Ji Wuye was somewhat at a loss because of his completely illogical fighting style.

This is not some reckless, life-risking exchange of injuries!
That's a death trap!

Even if they win by continuing like this, they will inevitably be left with incurable injuries.

'Qin Shi Mo Yu' merely scoffed at this.

You're risking your life, I'm just risking money.

No matter how perfect this body may be, it is ultimately nothing more than a puppet.

It's beyond repair; at most, it'll take some time to do a major overhaul.

But if you, Ji Wuye, die, then you will truly lose your own life!
In a grueling struggle where neither side could easily separate.

'Qin Shi Mo Yu' held a sword in his right hand and thrust it towards Ji Wu Ye's lower dantian!
Even a grandmaster of external martial arts would not be able to withstand the consequences of being pierced at this position.

Ji Wuye's eight-foot battle sword was trapped in the grip, and he could not break free. He could only imitate 'Qin Shi Mo Yu' by freeing his left hand and relying on his own body training to grab the sword!
Unexpectedly, 'Qin Shi Mo Yu' simply let go, abandoning this divine weapon that was about to bring him great success.

A fist the size of a clay pot slammed straight into Ji Wuye's chest—

Big Demon-Suppressing Fist!

The powerful fist force pierced through his chest bone and entered his body! Ji Wuye felt as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer, and a mouthful of blood spilled from his mouth!

'Qin Shi Mo Yu' continued its offensive, unleashing the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, accompanied by a piercing shriek that tore through the air, aimed for Ji Wu Ye's eyes!
Ji Wuye raised his left hand, which was holding the Frost Sword's blade, and held it horizontally in front of him, intending to use the sharpness of the sword to force 'Qin Shi Mo Yu' to stop.

But Qin Shi Mo Yu's moves remained unchanged, still aiming straight for the target!
Ji Wuye felt a sense of crisis and immediately closed his eyes and turned his head away.

The next instant, five chilling bone spurs suddenly extended from the fingertips of the five fingers that were blocked by the sword!
"what--!!"

Even though Ji Wuye dodged in time, one of the bone spurs still pierced his right eyeball! The excruciating pain instantly spread throughout his body! He screamed and quickly dropped the Frostbite Sword in his hand, raising his hand to grab the bone spur that was about to pierce his skull!
"Old man, let me teach you a lesson."

'Qin Shi Mo Yu' mocked.

"It's best not to take other people's things. And even more so, don't...use them!"

The chilling frost sword in his hand was forged from the bone spikes of the super dangerous species, Garus.

Furthermore, the pure dragon blood of this super dangerous species flows within his perfect battle body.

Therefore, he can also, to a certain extent, possess the ability of the Garus Dragon Serpent to control its own bone spikes.

However, despite saying that, 'Qin Shi Mo Yu' simply threw the Frostbite Sword aside and launched another Great Demon Subduing Fist attack.

His skill level is only passable.

But when facing a true master like Ji Wuye, who has been immersed in the way of the sword for decades, competing in terms of skill is simply courting death.

In that case, the best option is naturally to find a way to drag the other party into your area of ​​expertise, to wrestle in the mud, and let's all refrain from using weapons!

You throw a punch, I strike a palm; it's a head-on clash of steel! It's all about who has the most health and stats!
At the beginning, Ji Wuye, who was injured and had only one eye, was able to fight against Qin Shi Moyu with his physical strength as a Grandmaster of Body Cultivation.

But he soon discovered that this blunt force was exactly what the other party could learn from.

The bigger and stronger the opponent, the weaker you become! What's the point of fighting then?

After taking more than a dozen heavy punches, Qin Shi Mo Yu's body was humming with the steel-like bones inside him. He had been holding back his power, but it had reached its limit and was a dangerous sign that he had to release it!
'Qin Shi Mo Yu' grinned maliciously, his face covered in blood, and raised his right fist high once more:
"Twenty percent of my power... Great! Subduing! Demon! Fist!!"

Punch out!
The air undergoes dramatic changes in pressure, temperature, and density, resulting in visible distortion and the formation of a shock cone.

High-speed friction causes the air temperature to rise sharply, exceeding 1000°C! Gas molecules ionize to form plasma!
Before his battle cry could even fully escape, the supersonic punch was already upon Ji Wuye, who was filled with rage.

A terrifying torrent of energy surged forth in a fan shape, forcefully blasting out an energy cannon that shot straight into the sky!

At the last moment, Ji Wuye finally released his grip on the eight-foot battle blade, crossed his arms in front of him, and pushed his protective qi to its limit!

However, the plasma current, which is thousands of degrees high and carried by the fist, carbonized the skin and flesh of his arms the moment they made contact!

However, the formidable physical strength of a master of external martial arts was also on full display at this moment.

His body and bones, however, were not annihilated by this terrifying bombardment.

If he were at his peak, perhaps he could have withstood that punch.

Unfortunately, there is no such thing.

The hidden injuries on Ji Wuye's body, which he had been suppressing by Qin Shi Moyu in the previous battle, could no longer be suppressed under such high pressure!
"Puff! Puff!"

Streams of scarlet blood gushed from the wounds all over his body!

Ji Wuye's aura suddenly deflated, like a punctured balloon.

After delivering the punch, Ji Wuye, having exhausted all his strength, collapsed into a chasm stretching dozens of meters behind him. His body went limp, and he knelt down, his head drooping limply.

Spare my life.

In the final moments of his life, Ji Wuye was still making a last-ditch effort.

'Qin Shi Mo Yu' glanced at his right fist and saw that the flesh and skin of his entire forearm had completely disintegrated under that terrifying force, revealing the steel skeleton inside.

It can only be said that the effect of force is ultimately relative.

At the very least, those powers that do not belong to oneself and cannot be perfectly controlled, if one tries to use them by force, will inevitably have to bear the corresponding price.

"A Grandmaster of External Strength... he's really hard to kill."

'Qin Shi Mo Yu' muttered to himself.

In Ji Wuye's eyes, filled with fear and despair.

'Qin Shi Mo Yu' slowly bent down, picked up the eight-foot battle sword that originally belonged to Ji Wu Ye, and then...
Let's get started!

Knife fall!
A head, its eyes wide open in death, shot into the sky, then tumbled heavily back down to the dust.

From that moment on, the 'night curtain' that had obscured the Korean sky completely vanished.

With one less ambitious figure in Han, Qin's control over Han weakened.

Qin Shi Moyu has also taken a big step closer to his goal!
(End of this chapter)