Chapter 69 - Round finish

Having lost the upper hand, Li Rui could only roll away to avoid most of his vital parts being hit, but his legs were still severely cut.

Ordinary clothes had no defensive effect, and blood seeped out of the wound.

After taking a deep breath, Li Rui's eyes narrowed and he pounced toward Bloodfang.

Li Rui originally thought that he was a melee fighter and was a little worried about his dagger. However, since he was a ranged fighter, close combat was the best choice.

But seeing Li Rui's sudden attack, Bloodfang didn't panic. He touched his thigh with both hands and two long and narrow daggers were held in his hands.

Unlike the daggers that were thrown, these two daggers were obviously longer. They were completely black without any light, and looked like the fangs of a poisonous snake.

At this time, Li Rui was like a tank, pressing forward with an indomitable aura.

Bloodfang bent down, lowered his center of gravity, and curled up into a ball, like a spring that had been pressed to its limit.

Shua!

Just as Li Rui's fist was about to hit him, he suddenly burst out with a terrifying speed. The two of them crossed each other, and a long and narrow blood mark appeared on Li Rui's waist.

Li Rui touched the blood on his waist and looked back at Bloodfang, who was panting slightly. He finally let go of his last trace of arrogance.

Although he was rationally aware that he was still very weak, the long-term bullying of noobs had given him the illusion of invincibility.

However, the two life and death battles had clearly taught him that if he wasn't serious, even he might have to kneel!

And the price of this carelessness could very well be his own life!

He exerted some force on his waist muscles and the blood immediately stopped. A scab began to form.

Walking on the edge of life and death, Li Rui's adrenaline began to secrete crazily. The smile on his lips and the excitement in his eyes made Bloodfang's expression extra serious.

Although he had dodged Li Rui's fist, Li Rui had also dodged his most fatal stab.

The power of the sharp blade cutting through the flesh did not hit the flesh at all. It was just a small wound on the skin and did not affect his combat power at all.

Looking at Li Rui's expression, he seemed to be enjoying the battle. This kind of martial madman was the last enemy he wanted to face!

However, before he could recover from the weakness of his explosive movement, Li Rui's attack drowned him like a tide.

He dodged! He dodged! He dodged again!

Bloodfang was like a small boat in the middle of a tsunami, teetering on the verge of collapse under the storm of attacks.

I can't let him continue like this. Otherwise, I'll be knocked down before he's exhausted!

Through close contact, Bloodfang could clearly feel that Li Rui's qi and blood were much stronger than his!

The Chinese martial artists were famous for their defense, resistance, and stamina. Fighting them for a long time was just courting death!

Bloodfang knew that he had to change!

Before he could pull out a new dagger, Bloodfang shot out the matte, black venomous Fang in his hand.

Li Rui tilted his head and dodged the sharp blade that was shot at his face.

Without the dagger's defend, half of Bloodfang's body was now completely empty.

Li Rui directly gave a side kick and swept across.

His strong long legs were like battle axes, cutting through the air and leaving a deep whistling sound.

However, seeing the "slash" coming towards him, Bloodfang's eyes were ice-cold.

He just curled his legs up and did a Muay Thai knee guard.

His arms covered almost his entire head, and he raised his legs to protect his lower abdomen and crotch. He seemed to want to block Li Rui's side kick.

However, Li Rui's sharp eyes saw that his fingers drew an arc and he was about to hook back.

What was the meaning of this?

Before Li Rui could react, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his head.

A shiver ran up his spine and up to his skull.

Fuck!

Subconsciously giving up on attacking, Li Rui twisted his body into a fried dough twist and twisted his upper body in an extremely ugly position.

Whoosh~

A black ray of light silently flashed past the back of his head, without a trace of smoke or fire.

If he didn't Dodge, the light would Pierce his spine.

However, before Li Rui could regain his balance, the black light drew an arc around Bloodfang like a living creature and shot toward Li Rui again.

With his arm on the ground, Li Rui jumped up and no longer dared to hold back. The surging mana gathered at his throat.

"Roar!"

BOOM!

It was as if a ship's cannon had been fired and exploded in the enclosed underground space.

Other than the shriek that exhausted his health when dealing with the poltergeist ghosts, this was the first time [ feral scream ] appeared in front of the world at its full power. It consumed a total of 70 mana points, reaching the maximum power of the skill.

[ feral scream ]

Deals 75+14 (70% magic strength) magic damage.

Silence target for 1.4 seconds.

A shockwave visible to the naked eye swept across, and the daggers that were shot at him were like venomous snakes that had been nailed by a seven-inch target, soft and powerless.

Bloodfang, who was in the epicenter, felt a wave of extremely penetrating Power Sweep through him. His internal organs ached, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Li Rui blocked the flying dagger and took advantage of his weakness to run into his arms.

Iron Mountain lean +[ dark harvest ]!

BOOM!

The dark red energy exploded, and a blood-red soul fragment darted into Li Rui's heart, slowly merging with him.

52 points of adaptive damage were dealt!

Ability power growth +1!

It was as if Bloodfang had been hit by a train traveling at a speed of over 100 kilometers per hour. His entire body flew straight out, and a series of cracking sounds came from his chest and abdomen. All his bones were broken, and a huge depression was formed.

Bang! Bang!

Bloodfang flew more than ten meters away and crashed into the defensive shield. He fell down and spat out a mouthful of blood and pieces of his internal organs.

Li Rui looked at him in a daze. The goosebumps and shivers on his body slowly disappeared, but there was a cold sweat on his forehead.

He could actually control the dagger to fly back?

If he hadn't dodged, his neck would have been pierced. His defense wasn't strong enough to withstand the dagger's direct stab with his body.

Li Rui touched the back of his neck and a trace of fear rose in his heart.

But what followed was the pleasure of dancing on the blade.

He turned his head and looked at Wang Lei, who was sitting down slowly. He was clapping his hands gently, and his face was full of relief.

Li Rui smiled at him and raised his hands to cheer for his victory with the audience.

"Damn, this [ void terror ] is something! That lion's roar just now was so powerful!"

"His defense is not bad. He should be a Buddhist martial cultivator, right?"

"I don't think so. The Buddhist lion's roar is peaceful and glorious, but there is a hint of madness and violence in his roar. It's more like a demonic sound attack."

"I think this guy will make it out of the audition. Do you want to bet on him? "

"Sure, what are his odds?"