Chapter 214: Thrice (1/2)
Chapter 214: Thrice
Translator: Sparrow TranslationsEditor: Sparrow Translations
The bright flower blossomed in mid-air, turning into blood mist droplets that were as thin as dust as they landed.
Fang Zhengzhi felt his face grow somewhat hot. That was the heat generated by the blood mist falling onto his face. The palm of his hands also grew hotter. Because, he held a boiling hot hand in his own.
Ping Yang's clear gaze looked silently at Fang Zhengzhi as the edges of her mouth curved into a happy smile.
”I have said… my… my Red Flame Flower Armour can block off one strike, am… am I right?” Ping Yang's lips opened slightly, breathing out a wisp of air, likening that of an orchid flower. However, this wisp of air also contained the faint scent of blood.
”Why?!” Fang Zhengzhi couldn't understand.
He really couldn't understand. There wasn't much friendship between him and Ping Yang. Furthermore, considering Ping Yang's arrogance, why would she serve as a meat shield for him at this moment?
”Because, I am smart enough.”
”Smart?”
”I want to live, so, you definitely cannot die… as long as you don't die, there is still a chance I can live…” A trickle of blood flowed down the edge of Ping Yang's mouth. Her body suddenly grew limp, completely falling into the arms of Fang Zhengzhi.
”Boom!” Another loud sound exploded.
This time, it naturally came from Nangong Mu and Yan Xiu fighting Ying Shan together.
After Ping Yang blocked off an attack for Fang Zhengzhi.
Nangong Mu and Yan Xiu were the fastest to react and detect Ying Shan's location. The Green and Blue Dual Blades as well as the Mountain and River, Heaven and Earth Fan exploded with a bright glow, pressing down on Ying Shan.
After Ying Shan charged out from the ground, the distance between the six people and Ying Shan had become a tiny circle. Hence, Ying Shan naturally had nowhere to run.
Furthermore, after a successful attack.
Ying Shan didn't have the slightest bit of intention to retreat. He was ready to continue attacking. However, he had no choice but to deal with Nangong Mu and Yan Xiu's joint attacks.
A pair of empty palms clashed with the Green and Blue Dual Blades as well as the Mountain and River, Heaven and Earth Fan.
However, it was Nangong Mu and Yan Xiu who stumbled back.
In addition to forcefully absorbing the power of the demon eye into one's body without a care for destroying one's powers, how could Nangong Mu and Yan Xiu's joint attacks defeat Ying Shan of the Supernatural Intermediate State?
”Die!” Ying Shan's expression turned wild. At this moment, he only had one thought. That was to kill, to kill Fang Zhengzhi, to kill Fang Zhengzhi regardless of anything else.
Hence, after causing Yan Xiu and Nangong Mu to retreat, he set his aim upon Fang Zhengzhi once again.
Fang Zhengzhi carried Ping Yang in his arms.
However, Ping Yang's body was still etched in between him and Ying Shan.
If he allowed Ying Shan another blow, there was a very high possibility that Ping Yang would block another attack for Fang Zhengzhi.
”Boom!”
Another palm contacted.
Bright red blood soared in the air, creating a sparkling blood mist like that of a blood rain.
Fang Zhengzhi looked towards a man standing in front of him whose face was a deathly shade of white. He wanted to ask once more, why. However, this time, the man didn't wait for him to ask.
”Princess is right… if Young Master Fang … dies, none of us would be able to… live…” The man fell to the ground with the similar trace of a smile on his mouth.
At the moment the man fell, another man blocked in front of Fang Zhengzhi.
He was Wang Manxin, Wang Chuanping's cousin.
The man just now was naturally Wang Chuanping. He was the only person fast enough to be able to block Ying Shan's palm strike. Unfortunately, there wasn't a Red Flame Flower Armour on his body.
”There is still me!” Wang Manxin looked at Ying Shan. He held his blade horizontally in front of his chest with a firm and resolute expression on his face.
At this moment, time seemed to have stopped completely.
Everybody stared with shock at Wang Chuanping, who had fallen to the ground, as well as Wang Manxin, who was standing in front of Fang Zhengzhi. Everybody understood.
This wasn't a rash action. This was the hard truth.
From the time Ying Shan appeared until the time he successfully completed his sneak attack.
Xing Qingsui had fallen. Even though Nangong Mu had harmed Ying Shan, it was only a superficial injury.
Only Fang Zhengzhi.
Ever since Fang Zhengzhi stood out, Ying Shan suffered setbacks after setbacks. He suffered the injury on his back, then allowed Fang Zhengzhi to successfully delay enough time for Nangong Mu to slice open the chains.
Then, after which, pulling out the sword and causing Ying Shan to retreat once again, and almost losing the battle completely.
One incident followed by another told everybody one fact. That was, Fang Zhengzhi was their true last hope in being able to escape the World of the Sage.
Furthermore, Fang Zhengzhi still held that sword in his hand.
The sword with the greatest chance of reopening the World of the Sage.
Most importantly…
Ying Shan's target was completely focused on Fang Zhengzhi.
How big was the difference between a killer with a target and a killer without one? That was the difference between an normal person and a madman.
Nobody wished for that to happen, regardless of whether they admitted it or not.
Now, their lives were firmly tied to that of Fang Zhengzhi. As long as Fang Zhengzhi lived on, Ying Shan's target would always be only Fang Zhengzhi. Hence, they could employ unlimited tactics by the side.
However, what if Fang Zhengzhi died?
Then, the consequences could be imaged.
Ying Shan, who had lost his target, would begin a mad killing spree. Nobody would be able to escape the World of the Sage, and nobody would be able to prevent their imminent death.
”There's me as well!”
”Me too!”
”I don't want to die! But… I still have to stand out!”
One by one, the examinees began to move towards the six people. Their eyes contained the same look. They were all ants on the same piece of string. Either they lived together, or they died together.
…
Ying Shan charged out from among the six people.
The time Ying Shan took to deliver three palm strikes was extremely little. So little time passed that it was easy to neglect it. However, within such a short span of time.
Ping Yang was injured. Wang Chuanping had fallen from that one palm strike.
Nobody knew whether he was alive or dead.
Even Nangong Mu and Yan Xiu suffered light injuries from confronting Ying Shan.
Nangong Mu's chest had already completely been stained red. It was unknown whether this was due to the blood mist that fell from the sky or the aggregation of his previous injuries.
Yan Xiu's face was pale and white. His breathing was heavy and laboured.
Such a scene was evidently an even greater crisis than before.
However, it was due to such a crisis that the examinees turned wild. Each of them stood out one by one and blocked in front of Ying Shan with their chests puffed out.
Even Xing Qingsui had stood up. Furthermore, he stood right at the front, holding the sword stabbed into his chest and allowing droplets of fresh blood to spill onto the rock below.
”Ying Shan, come on! I, Xing Qingsui, am not afraid of you!”
…
Ying Shan's expression at this moment turned malevolent. Black light flashed around his body continuously, making him seem extremely unstable, and extremely berserk.
”Those who block me shall die!”
Ying Shan let out an enraged roar and moved again. He turned into a misty blur shadow and charged towards Xing Qingsui. The berserk black light revolved around his two palms.
At the moment Ying Shan charged towards him, Xing Qingsui raised the sword in his hand. Once again, his hand became as stable as the mountain, pointing the Black Meteor Sword at Ying Shan.
He carried a proud expression on his face, just as if he was a general on the battlefield. He smiled as he gazed at the tiny enemies that charged towards him. That was a form of contempt. No matter how powerful the opponent was, in Xing Qingsui's heart, he would be as tiny as an ant.