My Arms Can Turn into Blades

"Ha."

When Yifudian saw Chen Lusi in such a state, a smile once again appeared on his ferocious face.

But very quickly.

He couldn’t laugh anymore.

Or more accurately, his smile froze.

Because as soon as Chen Lusi spoke.

Immediately after.

The sound of a clock ticking arose, as if something stood behind him.

And he had not sensed anything just before.

The thought crossed his mind.

Yifudian quickly turned his head.

Behind him, suddenly there was a person.

The person was dressed in a well-tailored suit, standing straight, with a slight upward tilt as they ’looked’ at him.

But the person’s head was not human, rather it was a massive, nearly half-meter-long old-fashioned clock.

At this moment.

The circular pendulum below the clock was continuously swinging.

Tick-tock——tick-tock——tick-tock——

Yifudian’s compound eyes shrank suddenly.

And in that instant, the Clockwork Man raised his hand and clenched a fist.

Then, with lightning speed, he smashed a punch towards his own head—towards the glass that isolated the pendulum.

Bang——

The glass shattered with a sound.

And at that moment, time seemed to halt.

Then.

The Clockwork Man reached out and grabbed the pendulum, then... threw it in the opposite direction.

Tick-tock——tick-tock——tick-tock——

The instant the pendulum resumed its swing.

The densely packed threads formed by black mist around them suddenly paused.

The oppressive aura on Yifudian was also momentarily suspended.

And behind Chen Lusi...the stretching shadow accelerated sharply.

In a blink.

It expanded from Chen Lusi as a base point to a place where the boundaries couldn’t be seen.

Directly casting a layer of shadow over every visible piece of earth.

Immediately after.

The shadow rose suddenly, transforming into one humanoid shape after another, each raising a hand simultaneously, twisting at the arm, slashing forward.

Crumble——

The dense sound of breaking, like a buzzing, resonated in response.

Those bright lines, formed by condensed black mist, Yifudian’s ’channels’ for drawing strength, shattered inch by inch, turning into segments that twisted and floated in the air, then vanished completely.

And Yifudian’s form suddenly shrank, as if someone had chopped off part of a leg by brute force.

Turning directly from a small giant to a normal person.

He noticed his change, swung his left arm towards the Clockwork Man behind, and without caring if he hit or not, turned fiercely to glare at Chen Lusi, roaring in fury: "You didn’t just steal one divine seat—"

But before he finished speaking, he saw a broken thread near Chen Lusi’s forehead twist and dissipate, turning back into mist and lightly lifting his hair.

Yet Chen Lusi stared unwaveringly at him, allowing the threads in front of his eyes to disappear, while holding Tai’e horizontally in both hands.

The blade pointed forward.

Spiritual Power erupted.

Circling around his body, finally converging on the blade.

And from the erupting Spiritual Power, the blade emitted a sharp ring.

Chen Lusi forcefully stepped forward with his right leg, instantly vanishing into a remnant shadow.

Yifudian’s pupils contracted...he quickly raised his right arm, pushing it forward from bottom to top.

In an instant.

The broken threads reformed, glimmering, once again wrapping around his arm.

The next moment.

Clang——

Chen Lusi’s figure appeared in front of him, twisting at the waist, turning sideways, targeting his open palm, fiercely slamming Tai’e forward with both hands.

Sparks burst forth.

Momentarily illuminating the faces of one man and one demon.

Immediately after.

Boom——

A gust of air pressure exploded, accompanied by dirt flying, directly plowing a layer off the dry, blackened ground behind Yifudian.

Simultaneously shredding once more the threads wrapped around Yifudian’s arm into segments.

Chen Lusi’s ponytail lifted, then gradually lowered.

But still...failed to inflict harm upon Yifudian.

"It’s unexpected, but do you think..."

Yifudian looked at Chen Lusi, fingers curling, slowly gripping Tai’e.

At the same time.

The mist reformed, the dense threads once again...wrapped around his arm: "Stealing more than one divine seat would be enough to hurt me? You Pagan Gods of the Barbaric Land, I, alone... can take all of you down! Especially someone inferior like you, a usurper!

You..."

"Si, protecting yourself is more important."

Before he could finish speaking.

At that crucial moment.

That gentle female voice... echoed for the third time.

Though not loud, it directly interrupted Yifudian’s speech.

Yifudian paused, then moved his compound eyes to look beside Chen Lusi... where even he was unsure why the phantom appeared so frequently, showing a look of disgust: "Why is there always a rat appearing around you?"

After saying that.

He raised his other hand, intending to sweep towards Chen Lusi’s side.

But the moment he lifted his hand, he suddenly realized the force applied on Tai’e had disappeared.

As if Chen Lusi had suddenly given up.

At the same time.

A wild surge of Spiritual Power erupted, strong enough to alert even a being of high rank instantly.

Yifudian immediately abandoned the thought of dealing with the rat, focusing back on Chen Lusi.

But he was a step too late.

He only saw, already solidified Spiritual Power burst rowdily from Chen Lusi’s body.

Then.

He noticed...his vision was retreating.

Chen Lusi stepped forward, meeting Yifudian’s somewhat astonished gaze, and kicked him in the chest.

With a sharp tearing sound.

Yifudian, bending his back, barely keeping his shirt intact, had the fabric rip and tear open.

The air erupted with a sonic boom.

A massive, ring-shaped blast wave exploded outward.

And Yifudian, was sent flying directly.

A groove appeared along the direction he flew, as if melted by high heat, leaving only a steaming unknown liquid.

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