My Arms Can Turn into Blades-Chapter 181 - 160: The Imitator

"..."

Chen Lusi's words echoed.

Tang Language looked at Chen Lusi; her pupils contracted, and the arch of her waist became even more exaggerated.

This time, it wasn't just simple vigilance.

It was more like encountering something extremely dangerous, with full attention and hair standing on end.

On the other side.

Yin Heng's expression also froze, staring at the ever-changing shadow behind Chen Lusi, adrenaline rushing and heart racing.

As if a drum pounding.

At this moment, the instinct of a living being and the 'He Luo' authority were telling him.

Danger is imminent!

Danger is imminent!!!

"I advise you not to make a move."

Yan Kan heard Chen Lusi's long tirade but didn't look back again. In his view, a bleeding stage Empowerer saying such words was just powerless fury.

He was more concerned about Tang Language's state, watching her progress further towards beastification.

Yan Kan warned once more.

Upon hearing, Tang Language slowly turned her head to look at him.

... Something's not right.

Noticing Tang Language's gaze over himself, looking behind him.

Yan Kan suddenly realized, his whole body bristling with alarm.

Someone's behind!!!

When did they get there!!!?

He didn't have time to think, swiftly turning around, directly pushing the accumulated technique behind him. The violent and chaotic spirit instantly detached.

But the muffled sound expected to explode like a fierce bomb never came.

Almost at the same time.

A large hand stretched out, clenched hard, directly gathering the released violent spiritual power into its palm.

"!!!!"

Yan Kan looked at Chen Lusi standing in front of him, casually holding his technique... and the shadow also reaching out a hand behind him, his heart rate soared.

Especially upon discovering that the shadow behind Chen Lusi was also watching him and continuously whispering complexly.

What on earth is this!?

Chen Lusi stared at him intently, his outstretched left hand trembling slightly, five fingers slowly closing.

And the five fingers of the shadow behind him closed along.

Pop——

Sounding like a bubble burst, the already formed technique was forcibly crushed, directly turning into chaotic spirit.

Forceful dispel!

"..."

Yan Kan watched this scene, filled with disbelief on his face. Immediately, his whole body quivered, and he turned to run.

But just as he intended to turn.

Swish!

His figure disappeared.

Chen Lusi disappeared as well.

Tang Language was stunned, momentarily at a loss as to what happened.

Until.

The sonic boom of a fighter jet suddenly resounded!

Tang Language jerked her head up, eyes widened.

A white line indiscernible in nature was threading its way through the clear azure sky.

The clouds rolled.

A massive compression wave bloomed behind the white line.

Then.

The white line drew a graceful arc, accelerating again, breaking through the clouds, and descending with the force of a meteor!

Instantly appearing before them.

Incredibly brief, yet seemingly endless, like a bizarre silence where time had stopped.

Thud——

A loud crash echoed!

A shockwave enveloped in air currents, spreading instantly.

At the point where the white line landed, all tall building windows shattered simultaneously!

On the ground, everyone staggered and sat down heavily, and even after falling, they were blown back and thrown upward.

Even Tang Language, in the air, was pushed back some distance by the impact.

She barely stabilized her form and stared blankly at the spot where the white line landed, one thought running through her mind.

Or rather, one thought in everyone's mind at that moment.

Xia, Xia Yue?

But soon.

They dismissed this conclusion.

At the center of where the white line landed, in the terrifyingly large circular pit, exposed wires sparked, and fire pipes gushed water.

In the center.

Chen Lusi was straddling Yan Kan, his face twisted in beastly ferocity, bent over, like a furious beast, breathing heavily, staring down Yan Kan.

The shadow behind him, also bent, glaring at Yan Kan.

Yan Kan coughed blood continuously, spitting bloody foam, looking at Chen Lusi atop him in horror.

Soon after, a clear, familiar fox's wail suddenly echoed throughout the city.

Tang Language opened her mouth.

But it was not over. Chen Lusi suddenly patted his chest.

Thud——

A bizarre makeshift figure appeared behind him.

Tang Language's mouth gaped wider, speechless!

... Xia Yue's fury, Tang Language's beastification, Li Ge's divine strike.

Just what... is going on here???

Yan Kan opened his mouth, ignoring the blood foaming backward, as overwhelming fear gripped his entire mind.

Especially when he noticed Chen Lusi and the shadow both lowering their heads to look at him simultaneously.

In that instant, Yan Kan's heart skipped a beat.

Then.

He immediately raised his hand, disregarding any technique, authority, arrangement.

The only thought was.

Escape!

Run!

Splish——

Just as Yan Kan raised his hand.

Chen Lusi swung his left hand forcefully to the side, the blood on the surface of his body instantly separated, forming two short daggers made of blood, which pierced through Yan Kan's palm, pinning his lifted hand to the ground.

Then, with his left hand below, Chen Lusi raised his right in Yan Kan's terrified gaze.

Formed a fist.

Aimed at Yan Kan's face, delivered a direct punch.

"..."

The fist came from top to bottom.

Yan Kan's hastily constructed 'Armor' shattered layer by layer.

Ultimately.

The fist imprinted on his face.

Yan Kan's cheekbone caved in, and simultaneously, a depression formed at the back of his head.

Thud——

A dull thud ensued.

The ground quaked, as if the entire city trembled.

A ring of air waves exploded outward from Yan Kan's head, blowing all the surrounding debris away.

Chen Lusi slowly lifted his right hand and delivered another punch.