Chapter 457 - 325: Fierce Bar Battle, Blade Fells One

Chapter 457: Chapter 325: Fierce Bar Battle, Blade Fells One

Without another word, and before Xue Zhanhu could react, Wu Liangchen had already lunged forward to attack.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

Accompanied by a series of explosive cracks, Xue Zhanhu was beaten back relentlessly, barely able to retaliate.

This scene also caused Tian Yushi, who was watching from a distance, to frown deeply.

She hadn’t expected Wu Liangchen to so easily tear apart the dreamscape she had meticulously woven, while also being able to completely dominate Xue Zhanhu in a contest of pure strength.

After a moment’s hesitation, she lowered her head. When she looked up again, her eyes were filled with a frenzied, almost maniacal excitement.

In the next instant, as Wu Liangchen threw a punch toward Xue Zhanhu’s throat, he suddenly discovered the man before him disintegrating into countless flower petals.

Stirred by the force of his punch, the petals scattered before converging in mid-air into a single stream, hurtling toward Wu Liangchen with cold, murderous intent.

Although it was an Illusion Technique, Wu Liangchen knew that if those petals got close, he would undoubtedly be in grave danger.

After all, advanced Illusion Techniques could turn fantasy into reality.

In other words, if you were hacked to death by a blade within an illusion, your real body would also die from the fatal wound.

And the danger Wu Liangchen faced didn’t stop there; he also had to be wary of Xue Zhanhu’s attacks.

Because while he had been dragged into an illusion, Xue Zhanhu had not. That gave Xue Zhanhu ample time to prepare and launch an attack of his own.

This was the power of a high-level specialist skilled in Illusion Techniques teaming up with a top-tier Martial Cultivator.

Even a Martial Cultivator at the Imperishable Sight realm would have to think twice before facing such a combined assault, not daring to meet them head-on.

But Wu Liangchen was different.

He showed no trace of fear. With a flick of his left wrist, a pocket pistol appeared in his hand. He then aimed at a specific spot and pulled the trigger.

BANG!

After the gunshot, the illusion trembled slightly.

But by then, the sky full of petals had already closed in on him.

Wu Liangchen’s expression was impassive. His right hand reached behind his back and drew a gleaming long saber, which he then brought down in a cleaving arc.

The sky of petals instantly turned into splattering liquid, accompanied by a muffled groan.

The illusion immediately shattered completely.

Looking at Xue Zhanhu again, he had already retreated into the distance.

His modified mechanical arm had been severed in half. Liquid dripped continuously from the smooth cut, and sparks of electricity sputtered from the wound.

One slash!

A single slash was all it took to sever one of Xue Zhanhu’s mechanical arms.

As for Tian Yushi.

A long, bloody gash had appeared on her cheek. Crimson blood welled up, stark and startling against her snow-white skin.

But even so, she showed no sign of fear.

On the contrary, she grew even more excited.

Her petite body even began to tremble slightly, and she started to laugh neurotically.

"Keh keh keh..."

Along with her broken and demented laughter, the entire bar began to shake violently.

The long-empty dance floor rippled like the surface of water, and the liquor bottles behind the bar exploded one after another.

Invisible blades of wind shot through the confined space, creating sharp whistling sounds as they tore through the air, all aimed straight at Wu Liangchen.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

Flashes of the saber glinted, and sparks flew everywhere.

Wu Liangchen cut down countless wind blades in one go, then charged toward Tian Yushi.

Just then, Xue Zhanhu blocked his path.

He gave a savage grin. "Not so fast. Your opponent is me!"

As he spoke, the skin on Xue Zhanhu’s back suddenly tore open, and several tentacles extended from within, lashing out at Wu Liangchen.

These mechanical tentacles were sticky and slick, but incredibly fast.

Wu Liangchen slashed several times, but the tentacles were evasive, striking and retreating instantly, giving him no chance to lock them down.

With a loud CLANG, a combined strike from several tentacles knocked Wu Liangchen back a few steps.

At that moment, the wind blades arrived.

With a RIIIP, a gash was torn in Wu Liangchen’s shirt, but it only left a faint white mark on his skin.

His Golden Body Cross Training Skill, already perfected to its peak, gave Wu Liangchen terrifyingly powerful defense.

Ordinary wind blades found it difficult to breach his defenses.

But taking hits passively like this wasn’t a sustainable solution.

Especially Xue Zhanhu’s mechanical tentacles—they were unpredictable, elusive, and extremely difficult to deal with. He had to find a way to handle them quickly.

Wu Liangchen suddenly leaped up, smashing straight through the bar’s ceiling and into the second floor.

But the tentacles immediately pierced through the ceiling in pursuit.

Wu Liangchen dodged and weaved, evading the tentacles’ attacks, and simultaneously stomped his foot down.

With a loud CRACK, the floorboards couldn’t withstand such immense force. They shattered and the entire section collapsed downward.

Amidst a deafening RUMBLE, dust and debris filled the air.

But this attack couldn’t stop Xue Zhanhu at all. With a slight exertion of force, a few tentacles pulverized the falling concrete slabs.

As for Tian Yushi, the wind blades circled around her, forming a spherical shield that protected her within.

The concrete fragments were shredded to dust by the wind blades before they could even get close to her.

But this was far from over.

Because right after stomping through the second-floor ceiling, Wu Liangchen leaped up again, landing on the roof of the building.

The bar only had three floors in total, but because the ceilings were very high, it looked as tall as a five or six-story building from the outside.

After reaching the rooftop, Wu Liangchen used the same trick again, smashing the floorboards with another stomp.

The commotion this time was much greater than before.

Not only did the floor collapse, but the surrounding walls also buckled under the strain, toppling and falling apart.

In the blink of an eye, the once-glamorous bar was reduced to a pile of rubble.

Xue Zhanhu was seething with uncontrollable rage.