Chapter 1156 - Skillful Casting
Without a weapon, Liu Wuxie relied on his bare fists. The Silverthunder Ant Beast's body was incredibly tough, impervious to ordinary weapons. Having just broken through to the third-level Heaven Profound Realm, he had no time to consolidate his cultivation before being forced back into battle.
The beast's attacks were simple yet terrifying, relying entirely on its overwhelming physique to smash through anything in its way.
Liu Wuxie's left foot remained chained, limiting his movement to a thirty-meter radius, while the beast's massive frame, over a dozen meters long with claws extending to fifteen meters, left him almost no space to maneuver.
It swept its razor-sharp claws at his feet, leaping into the air to force him back. The moment Liu Wuxie shifted, the beast's claws lashed out again, slicing within inches of his ankle.
In the stands, He Yingwu's heart pounded as he watched Liu Wuxie's increasingly desperate situation. The chain rattled at its limit. One more step back would snap him straight into the beast's waiting jaws.
Liu Wuxie knew it as well; the chain stretched only thirty meters. To survive, he had to evade before reaching that limit, but with the beast locked onto him, escape seemed impossible.
"Brat, you're still too inexperienced to fight me," Chen Gang said, sneering. Over the years, every opponent who stood against him had met a grim end—some in the mines, some in the arena, and others under the guards' fists.
A sharp, tearing pain shot up Liu Wuxie's legs, like silver needles piercing his skin.
At the last instant, half a meter before the chain reached its limits, Liu Wuxie dropped from the air and slid sideways in a blur. He reappeared beneath the Silverthunder Ant Beast's abdomen. He moved so quickly that no one could react, as he changed positions several times in the blink of an eye.
"He's courting death!" Liu An sneered, convinced Liu Wuxie had sealed his fate. To retreat risked losing a leg, and advancing meant leaping into the maws of death.
Even He Yingwu couldn't understand his choice. Had he not realized that the beast's other limbs could strike just as easily?
As if on cue, the beast's claws lashed out like twin swords, aiming to skewer him, a killing tactic it had used countless times before. Liu An's whistle had already driven the creature into a frenzy; it was fighting with nothing but primal instinct.