Chapter 914: The True Enemy
"Come, it’s my turn to return the favor." Devil Incarnate charged forward, his fists working left and right as he struck both Jian Shen and the Martial Arts Alliance Leader almost simultaneously, sending them both flying.
But Jian Shen was no pushover; even as he took a hit, he managed to leave a wound on Devil Incarnate, narrowly missing his heart.
"Impressive, truly worthy of being called Jian Shen, but what good will it do?" Devil Incarnate couldn’t help but laugh. His injuries healed bit by bit. He looked down proudly at Jian Shen and the Martial Arts Alliance Leader, who were half-kneeling and spitting blood, and mocked, "No matter how serious my injuries, I can recover quickly. Can you do the same? Your wounds will only get worse. You’re finished."
In theory, even combined, Jian Shen and the Martial Arts Alliance Leader were no match for Devil Incarnate, but in reality, there was a glimmer of hope: if they could drive a wooden stake into Devil Incarnate’s heart, they could win.
To this, Devil Incarnate scoffed, "Jian Shen, you think you can drive that wooden stake into my heart? It’s even harder than piercing my heart with your precious sword. I won’t give you the chance." With that, powerful Qi surged around Devil Incarnate, especially around his heart, where the flow of Qi was strongest, in perfect protection.
To defeat Devil Incarnate now, they had to break through the Qi shield around him and then drive the wooden stake into his heart, but the difficulty was immense.
Determination flashed in the eyes of the Martial Arts Alliance Leader. He decided to go all out, to take the lead, while Jian Shen would seize this slim opportunity.
"If you have a spirit in heaven, Master, please bless me to avenge you!" Jian Shen clenched his teeth and also resolved to risk it all. Devil Incarnate’s rate of improvement was too fast; if he wasn’t eliminated today, there would be no chance in the future.
Charging forward, the Martial Arts Alliance Leader pushed off the ground and pounced without reservation, attacking wildly, no longer caring for technique, only longing to kill the enemy.