194: 0192 Mysterious Person 194: 0192 Mysterious Person The figure was particularly striking; although one could only see its back, it compelled uncontrollable attention as if possessed by a magic power.
Ye Qiu and Uncle Ying prepared to step forward when the figure suddenly moved, slowly turning its head.
Ye Qiu saw a terrifying face.
To be precise, it was a terrifying mask worn on the face, drawing the image of a demon.
A pair of eyes within it shone brightly, very spirited, looking at Ye Qiu and Uncle Ying with hostility.
Both of them simultaneously took a step back, startled by the gaze of this person.
The mysterious person’s eyes were filled with wildness; no one had expected this individual to be such a strange fellow.
Could he really be from the Dugu clan?
This mysterious person had a tall figure, well over two ters, with long arms and a terrifying mask, as if he were the Grim Reaper from hell.
The two felt that there was sothing off about the person before them, especially those eyes, which made one feel extrely uncomfortable when stared at.
Prey.
The taste flickering in that gaze was like that of a creature eyeing its prey.
Even with Ye Qiu having stepped into the realm of True Qi, he felt a shiver run through his body, while Uncle Ying’s forehead was covered with a layer of dense sweat, his body sowhat stiff.
The mysterious person fixed his eyes on the two and slowly approached, a sense of crisis suddenly spreading.
Ye Qiu’s heart skipped a beat.
This mysterious person radiated danger, and he imdiately circulated his True Qi.
It was at this mont that the mysterious person seed to sense the subtle change in Ye Qiu’s aura and unexpectedly took a big step, charging straight at him.
Not good!
Ye Qiu realized sothing was wrong; this person was going to make a move against him.
Whoosh.
The attack of the mysterious person was several tis faster than anticipated, and in an instant, he appeared before them, blocking out the sunlight, the oppressive force of a dark cloud crushing the city bearing down upon them.
A palm struck down.
Unparalleled in speed, Ye Qiu had already reacted, tilting his body to dodge, but it was too late; he was still a step behind because the other party was too fast.
Ye Qiu was struck on the shoulder, and imdiately there was a crack, his body was flung out with a thud.
His eyes showed astonishnt; what kind of strength did this mysterious person possess?
With his own level, he was so easily defeated.
Uncle Ying was even more in disarray, completely unable to retaliate, his strength far inferior to Ye Qiu’s.
In front of the mysterious person, he couldn’t react at all.
So terrifying!
Both Ye Qiu and Uncle Ying were overawed by the mighty strength of the mysterious person; this was the embodint of an invincible opponent.
The power of the realm of True Qi was nothing before this person, far too heroic.
Ye Qiu, suppressing the pain, got up.
His shoulder had almost been shattered by the other’s palm, which could have ended his martial journey had he not shielded it with True Qi in ti.
Ye Qiu wondered about the mysterious person’s strength; he hadn’t even managed to dodge.
The shock he felt was far greater than that of Uncle Ying.
It could be said that since descending the mountain, this was the strongest expert Ye Qiu had encountered.
Seeing Ye Qiu manage to get up, the mysterious person appeared sowhat surprised, his gaze shifting, revealing an interested expression towards Ye Qiu.
Then, he lunged to attack again, but this ti Ye Qiu was prepared.
He slapped his arm, the Ruyi True Qi shooting out from his palm in an instant, turning into fine needles and shooting straight at the assailant.
The fine needles transford from Ruyi True Qi were thin and sharp, with lethal potency.
Although he didn’t know why the mysterious person had attacked upon seeing them, a slight negligence could result in being easily killed by the adversary.
The True Qi fine needles flew towards their target; the mysterious person, instead of dodging, directly stretched out his palm, allowing the needles to strike it.
Under Ye Qiu’s watchful gaze, the Ruyi True Qi turned fine needles struck the mysterious person’s palm, yet after rely stopping for a few seconds, the person clenched his hand and, astonishingly, not even a trace of blood was visible.
Unscathed?
Ye Qiu had never imagined that soone could catch an attack ford from his True Qi with their bare body and remain without a single scratch.
It was terrifying!
Ye Qiu paused briefly, the sinister mask on the mysterious person’s face seeming to reveal a hint of a smile.
The figure moved hands and feet in unison, charging like an ape, flashing forward.
With a simple and crude motion, they once again struck Ye Qiu with a powerful slap.
No escape!
Ye Qiu tried to dodge the other’s attack, but as fast as his thoughts were, his body couldn’t keep up, and he was slapped away once again.
Ye Qiu was sent flying again like a rubber ball, his resistance seeming futile.
Disheveled, Ye Qiu was for the first ti in such a disheveled state.
The mysterious person was so powerful it was beyond imagination.
Ye Qiu couldn’t believe that with his strength, he couldn’t injure the other party at all.
Once again, he propped himself up, his eyes flashing with determination.
He had to fight back.
Despite knowing how overwhelmingly strong the opponent was, Ye Qiu still chose to continue the fight.
This ti, he used the Eagle Snake Xuan Hand, transforming his hands into an eagle and a snake, unleashing his strongest self-developed move, directly attacking both the head and the abdon.
The mysterious person once again responded with a simple and rough counterattack, sweeping their large hand to block the path of Ye Qiu’s Eagle Hand.
Then they continued moving their palm, aiming straight for Ye Qiu’s Snake Hand, instantly seizing its vital point, lightly flicking a finger to hit Ye Qiu’s wrist.
Both strikes were countered in the blink of an eye.
Ye Qiu’s face grew stern as the other slapped out yet another palm toward him.
Thump…
Once again, Ye Qiu was sent flying, unable to defend himself.
This ti, the mysterious person seed worried that Ye Qiu could still stand up and swiftly closed in, preparing to end Ye Qiu once and for all.
Ye Qiu’s heart raced, and just as the mysterious person’s hand was about to strike Ye Qiu’s neck, a loud shout ca from behind.
“Dugu Senior?”
At the word “Dugu,” the mysterious person halted their movent, and Ye Qiu saw that it was Uncle Ying who had called out at that mont.
“Dugu?
Who am I?
Why does this na sound so familiar?
Am I Dugu?” the mysterious person suddenly clutched their head, their eyes no longer filled with killing intent, but questioning themselves.
Ye Qiu didn’t summon his True Qi again, his gaze fixed on the mysterious figure, noting the person seed not quite sane.
The mysterious person continued clutching their head, hopping around on the ground.
Uncle Ying also signaled to Ye Qiu not to provoke the other, as if it weren’t for Uncle Ying’s intervention, Ye Qiu might have truly been killed by the mysterious person.
“Who am I?”
“Is my na Dugu?” the mysterious person mumbled repeatedly while holding their head.
“Who exactly am I?”
In the end, the mysterious person ran off, taking with them the question of their identity, disappearing swiftly from sight without another glance at Ye Qiu or Uncle Ying.
“Are you okay?” Seeing that the mysterious person had run away, Uncle Ying breathed a sigh of relief, thankful no lives were lost.
Ye Qiu touched his shoulder and said, “I’m fine.” In truth, after being slapped three tis by the mysterious person, he had sustained three injuries, though not life-threatening, and would need to recover gradually.
“This person’s skills are frighteningly high.
I fear there aren’t many in the entire martial world who could stand shoulder to shoulder with this person,” Uncle Ying said, still in awe of the mysterious person’s abilities.
“Thank you.” If it weren’t for Uncle Ying’s intervention just then, Ye Qiu might have lost his life.
“The mysterious person reacted to the Dugu na with madness; could they truly be from the Dugu clan?” Ye Qiu speculated.
“If he really is from the Dugu clan, that would explain his phenonal strength,” Ye Qiu analyzed.
Uncle Ying was silent, displaying a pensive expression.
“But why would he turn out like this?” Ye Qiu murmured to himself.
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