Chapter 87 - The Disciple Is Being Fierce Again
“You think you can keep me here?” Fan Xiuwen’s words were filled with confidence. After all, all Eight-leaf Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm cultivators were confident of their own strength.
The four-walled cage formed a square matrix and continued to shrink.
Fan Xiuwen took three steps back. He raised his arms before himself and began making hand seals.
Lu Zhou nodded lightly and praised him. “The Dao Invisibility Grand Technique?” This was a good opportunity for him to test Binding Cage’s ability. Would the cage be able to withstand the grand technique?
In just a blink of an eye, Fan Xiuwen completed the hand seals. As soon as he was done, a wave of energy surged out from him again.
Bang!
The cage continued to shrink.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The two Dark Knights’ protective energies were breached by the Overlord Spear. At the same time, the spear’s shadows thrust at them from left and right. With two quick jabs, they were sent flying!
Crash!
The two Dark Knights landed on the damaged limestone floor with a crash. Blood flowed out of the wounds on their shoulders. As they pressed their hands to their shoulders to staunch the bleeding, they looked at Duanmu Sheng in fear. They had been overwhelmingly defeated. There was no backhanded scheme or sneak attack. Duanmu Sheng had defeated them fairly.
Lu Zhou’s expression was calm. He stroked his beard and nodded.
With the victory, Duanmu Sheng’s confidence rose to the sky. He was ecstatic! He fell to one knee and cupped his hands together before he said, “Thank you for the instructions, master! I’m glad I didn’t fail you and managed to defeat these two!” He pointed at Yue Chong and Duan Yanhong with his Overlord Spear, worried they would escape under his nose.
Fan Xiuwen gripped the bars of the cage. His eyes were filled with incredulity.
“There’s one more…” Lu Zhou said coldly.
Fan Xiuwen gulped. His initial confidence and bravado had been whittled away by the continuous blows.
“This subordinate is useless!”
“This subordinate is useless!”
Yue Zhong and Duan Yanhong cried out in unison, looking ashamed.
Upon hearing this, Little Yuan’er spoke up, “There’s no need to call yourself useless. Since you’re defeated by my master, you can brag about it in the future!”
Duanmu Sheng scratched his head. ‘Wasn’t I the one who defeated them?’