Illusion and Wind
While fine bronze armaments could transcend levels of cultivation and negate the suppressive principle to some degrees, the full capability of an ability that traded blood and sweat to accumulate its power was nothing to be looked down upon.
Zhuan Zemin chuckled when he saw how naïve Tu Lingxi's action was, conjuring the plan that after he cut off the incoming leg, he would immediately crush his opponent's skull and end the match right away.
He turned serious as he sent down the most powerful attack in his life.
At the moment when his chop and the kick were only inches apart …
Tsum!
The feminine figure disappeared from his sight, leaving his attack to hit nothing but air, which created a rumbling sound caused by the madness of wind. And suddenly …
Splatter!
The pain was felt, starting from the back.
The impact blasted his viscera and ribs out of his chest.
Boom!