“Soul-Seizing Bell!”
The fat monk raised his hand and struck the bell forcefully.
The bell had clearly transformed into a large clock, and as the monk struck it, a melodious chime instantly rang out.
Caught off guard, Xu Fei didn’t have time to cover his ears before the sound hit him.
He felt his mind go dazed, an uncomfortable sensation, much like being in the throes of a heavy cold.
Though it lasted only a second or two, it was enough.
In that brief moment, Xu Fei felt dizzy, unsteady on his feet, with everything before his eyes blurred.
In a duel between experts, one or two seconds could decide many things.
Thus, Xu Fei warily glanced at the fat monk.
“Your tricks are truly irritating, it seems I’ll have to deal with you first!”
With that, Xu Fei prepared to launch an attack on the fat monk, but a charming voice interrupted.
“Deal with this fat monk first? Could it be, little brother, that you’re so heartless as to overlook me?”
Xu Fei instinctively turned his head, and good heavens, the woman was not only stunning but dressed provocatively.
Though not entirely unclothed, her semi-revealed, hazy beauty was immensely alluring.
Xu Fei was momentarily stunned, and in that split second, the fat monk seized the chance to strike the clock again.
Dong!
This time, the chime was no longer melodious but filled with lethal force!
It was as if an invisible fist struck Xu Fei, knocking him to the ground.
Seeing Xu Fei collapse, the fat monk and the beautiful woman exchanged a glance.
“It seems our cooperation was quite successful, this kid’s finally tasted defeat!”
Since Xu Fei hit the ground, he hadn’t moved, and the smug fat monk and the woman arrogantly approached.
“Something’s off? This is a fake!”
When the fat monk reached Xu Fei and gave him a kick, he realised it was merely an illusion.
Before the illusion stood a large hole, leading to who-knows-where!
“Damn it! We’ve been tricked!”
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a crack appeared beneath the woman’s feet, and Xu Fei emerged from the ground.
This time, Xu Fei wouldn’t let them off easily, having finally seized a close-range opportunity.
His hands glowed with golden Yang energy, and with one punch each, he knocked both the fat monk and the woman down.
His punches were unlike others’, infusing Yang energy into their bodies upon contact.
Xu Fei had already tested ordinary true qi, which was utterly defenceless against Yang energy.
Sure enough, as the Yang energy entered their bodies, they were shocked to find their true qi rapidly draining.
“How… how could this happen! Where’s our true qi?”
Without true qi to sustain it, the Soul-Seizing Bell before the fat monk could no longer maintain its grand, imposing form and shrank back into a small bell.
