Dismissing his sense of disappointment, Long Hua swings Shui Yue, and—
*Boom!* following this swing, the crescent moon behind Mo-laoban explodes—dividing itself into numerous strands of sword Qi threads, which pour forth to swallow her whole!
“Tch…!”
Just as the mind-numbing amount of sword Qi threads are less than an inch away from piercing her skin, Mo-laoban conjures a dense wall of sound around her body.
In the next instance—
*Chi! Chi! Chi!* similarly to a swarm of hornets, the threads of sword Qi chip away at the sound barrier, causing Mo-laoban to grit her teeth in an effort to maintain her defenses!
“…”
Replacing her current weapons with the anti-materiel rifle, Tian Cheng loads it with a special bullet, and takes aim at Mo-laoban—prior to pulling the trigger.
*Bang!!!* as the bullet blasts forth, Long Hua controls the sword Qi threads—concentrating them on the spot where the bullet would land.
*Chi! Chi! Chi!* rather quickly, an opening is created on Mo-laoban’s sound barrier, and with it—
“Uh…!”
In an effortless manner, the bullet pierces through Mo-laoban’s chest, and stays lodged within her body.
Momentarily—
*…! …! …!* black spikes protrude outwards from within Mo-laoban’s body, causing her appearance to resemble a hedgehog.
*…! …! …!* unable to maintain the sound barrier in this tormented state, the remaining threads of sword Qi tear into her flesh, and within the blink of an eye—
*Boom…! Boom…! Boom…! Thud…* portion by portion, Mo-laoban’s body is erased, and all that remains of her is a distorted object that had numerous spikes protruding from it, along with a pool of blood.
“…”
“…”
Silence looms in the air for a few moments, prior to Long Hua asking—
“…What kind of bullet was that?”
Towards Long Hua’s question, the Tai Xuan Emperor answers—
(It’s called an impaler round; you got it during the previous ten-roll. It’s designed to puncture a flesh and blood target, and stay lodged within the body—prior to expanding outwards in that form. The material it’s made from—it grows by feeding on blood.)
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Raising an eye, Long Hua remarks—
“Oh? Seems quite effective against Weapon Spirit True Bodies then.”
(You can purchase more rounds at the cost of 400 exchange points, or gamble away at my gacha.)
“Piss off.”
“Shall we return then, master?”
Just as the Tai Xuan Emperor had asked this through her vessel—
“…Seems like I’ve severely underestimated you two.”
“…!”
“…!”
Returning their focus onto the spiky object, threads of light gathered near it, and momentarily, Mo-laoban reappears without a single article of clothing present.
Under normal circumstances, most men would probably ogle at her white-skinned figure that is akin to a work of art; however—
“…It’s been quite some time since I’ve felt this enraged.”
As Mo-laoban’s amber-colored eyes give off a beast-like gleam, a dangerous air emanates from her. This dangerous air would readily dispel any perverted thoughts that anyone would have.
And just as Long Hua and Tian Cheng are about to take a step forward—
“…!”
“You’re first.”
As payback for the impaler round, Mo-laoban appears in front of Tian Cheng, and maintaining the beast-like gleam, she strikes at the latter’s abdomen—with enough force to shatter the sound barrier!
*Boom!!!* hit by this punch that is accompanied by the sound of a flute, Tian Cheng’s body bends forward—prior to being thrown backwards at a neck-breaking speed!
“…”
Snapping her attention to Long Hua, Mo-laoban appears in front of the former, and maintaining her current momentum, she throws out another punch!
(…This level of strength, it’s akin to a practitioner that specializes in the cultivation of their physical body.)
Thinking of this, while facing the terrifying pressure of Mo-laoban’s incoming attack, Long Hua reinforces his stance with a Martial Emperor’s Step.
Simultaneously, he rotates the Immortal Suppression Palm, while also activating his Sword Armor—concentrating it onto his left hand, that is being pressed forth to receive the attack.
*Boom!!!!!* the moment Mo-laoban’s strike lands, both layers of Long Hua’s defenses are shattered, along with the ground beneath their feet!
*Siii!* in the same instance, the sleeve of Long Hua’s left arm is torn apart, along with all seven layers of his skin, causing blood to scatter into the air!
“Uh…!”
Unable to bear the brunt of this strike, Long Hua’s feet are lifted off the ground, as he flies backwards!
“Tch…!”
*Klang!* stabbing Shui Yue into the ground, Long Hua halts his flight, and plants a foot and knee down.
Holding back the urge to throw up blood, Long Hua raises his head—only to be met with Mo-laoban’s amber-colored eyes that are giving off an eerie glow.
“…”
“…”
Staring into Mo-laoban’s amber-colored eyes head-on, Long Hua unleashes his killing intent.
From Mo-laoban’s point of view, it seemed as if a white serpent’s head had manifested in front of her with its man-eating maw open wide to devour anything that dares to approach.
“…”
Narrowing her eyes, Mo-laoban continues to push her right fist forward, while Long Hua summons out the White Serpent King—to lunge its four scythe-like limbs at the former!
*Boom!!!* meeting the White Serpent King’s four scythe-like limbs at their tip, Mo-laoban’s fist comes to an abrupt halt.
“…”
Continuing to drive her fist forward, with the gleam in her eyes turning colder by the passing second, she shouts—
“Break for me!”
*Kakakaka!!!* following Mo-laoban’s enraged roar, cracks appear—to cover the four scythe-like limbs, and in the next instance, they shatter!
With nothing left to halt her fist, Mo-laoban continues to drive it towards the Long Hua’s face!