Chapter 393: Mu Gaokun’s Forbidden Technique! Murong Bufan’s Decision!

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Watching the senior who had given him the jade talisman slap Qing Mozhi several times, sending him flying into the distance.

Mu Gaokun breathed a sigh of relief, then refocused his attention on Murong Bufan.

With a cold snort, he arrogantly declared, “Murong Bufan, this time, no one can save you!”

Although his trump card was gone, Murong Bufan was already severely injured from his combo attack.

He was confident he could finish him off!

Seeing the triumphant Mu Gaokun charging towards him.

Murong Bufan, now fully alert, displayed a look of fear, intending to flee.

However.

This was merely a facade.

Inwardly, he thought—

“I was careless earlier and got caught off guard by your sneak attack!”

“But now you dare to charge at me, you’re courting death!”

Murong Bufan sneered inwardly.

Previously, Mu Gaokun had used the “Mouse Form” and “Rabbit Form” from the “Xingyi Twelve Forms” to escape like a slippery eel, making it impossible for Murong Bufan to catch him.

But now, with Mu Gaokun walking into his trap, Murong Bufan seized the opportunity to feign weakness and lure him in!

“Power gained at the cost of my own body.”

“Do you really think I have such an obvious weakness in close combat?”

“Do you really think I can’t fight without my sword?”

In Murong Bufan’s cold tone.

Mu Gaokun, who had been laughing wildly, suddenly froze, “Wha…what…?!”

He reached out to grab Murong Bufan’s neck, but before he could succeed.

A sharp pain shot through his abdomen.

Looking down in disbelief, he saw Murong Bufan’s sharp, glinting nails had pierced through his defenses and deeply into his abdomen.

“I wasn’t just manicuring my nails!”

“I was forging my weapons!”

“Mu Gaokun, you can die now!”

With that, Murong Bufan clenched his fingers tightly.

“Ah—!!!”

Severely wounded, Mu Gaokun felt his life slipping away.

Regret, unwillingness, and pain.

Amidst these emotions, his face twisted into madness—

“Murong Bufan, you forced me to this!”

Saying this, Mu Gaokun went all out, forming his hand into a claw.

“Kun Form – Ultimate Forbidden Technique—”

A faint green poisonous mist gathered between his fingers, forming the shape of a lion’s open maw.

This move harmed both the enemy and the user, severely wounding the enemy while leaving the user heavily injured.

But at this moment, Mu Gaokun no longer cared.

Seeing his determined look, Murong Bufan’s heart tightened, wanting to retreat.

His sixth sense kept warning him.

But unfortunately, Mu Gaokun had already grabbed his right hand, which was piercing his abdomen, with his other hand.

With a crazed laugh, he gathered his strength, then.

“—Green Lion’s Bite!”

With a roar.

In the next second, Mu Gaokun’s claw struck Murong Bufan’s right forearm like a lion’s pounce.

His nails even touched the bone inside.

“Ah—!!!” Another scream of agony.

Murong Bufan endured the pain, violently kicking the already weakened Mu Gaokun away.

Gasping for breath, Mu Gaokun laughed maniacally:

“Haha, Murong Bufan, you’re finished!”

“My poison has penetrated your bones!”

“There’s no way to expel it, no way to neutralize it!”

“It will slowly spread throughout your body, turning your hair green!”

“And then, you’ll die a miserable death!”

To avoid this fate, one would have to cut off the poisoned arm quickly!

That’s why Mu Gaokun’s move was called “Green Lion’s Bite”!

Looking at the green-tinged wound on his arm, Murong Bufan’s face darkened.

Although grandmasters had resistance to most poisons, Mu Gaokun’s poison was clearly not ordinary.

Moreover, the poison had already penetrated his bones, and his internal energy was in disarray from the battle.

For now, Murong Bufan had no way to deal with the poison, only watching it spread through his body.

“Bastard, give me the antidote! Or I’ll make you wish you were dead!”

“Haha, dream on! This move is meant for mutual destruction with the enemy, there’s no antidote!”

“You, the ‘hope of the Murong family,’ have no ‘Kun’ left, you might as well die with me!”

Despite being trampled on, Mu Gaokun clung to his last breath, continuously provoking, hoping to delay until the poison spread throughout Murong Bufan’s body.

By then, even cutting off the arm wouldn’t help!

“Scoundrel!”

Unable to get the antidote, Murong Bufan, enraged, stomped hard.

The already heavily injured Mu Gaokun immediately stopped breathing.

Then.

Feeling the poison creeping up his right arm.

“……I’ll do it!”

Murong Bufan, after all, was a ruthless person who dared to castrate himself.

Realizing he couldn’t stop the poison, he picked up his sword with his left hand.

Then, gritting his teeth, he aimed at his right arm.

And swung down hard!

Instantly!

Murong Bufan became Murong One-Arm!

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[Ding! Murong Bufan dropped equipment! Murong Bufan’s protagonist halo -300, host’s luck points +300, ability points +30!]

[Murong Bufan’s remaining protagonist halo: 1500, host’s current luck points: 4000, ability points: 500!]

At this moment, Wang Haoran was fighting Qing Mozhi.

Although both were at the early legendary stage, it was actually Wang Haoran toying with Qing Mozhi.

First, he cast “Impenetrable Defense” on himself, then used “Instant Movement” to approach.

Ignoring Qing Mozhi’s attacks, he slapped him several times.

Then he used “Instant Movement” to retreat, distancing himself from Qing Mozhi.

After the cooldown for “Impenetrable Defense” ended, he cast it again and repeated the process.

In this cycle.

Qing Mozhi’s cheeks swelled up.

Having already lost many teeth, he now had even fewer left!

“Damn! We’re equally matched, why is it that when I hit him, nothing happens; but when he hits me, it hurts like hell!”

Watching the masked man sneakily retreat again, Qing Mozhi cursed:

“If you have the guts, stop being so sneaky!”

“Fight me one-on-one!”

“……”

“Are you sure?” Wang Haoran chuckled.

Then—

System, add points!

After spending all 500 ability points.

Wang Haoran’s strength and physique increased from 1174 and 620 to 1574 and 720.

Just enough to surpass the mid-legendary stage, reaching the late legendary stage.

“Then let’s fight head-on!”

Releasing the aura of a late legendary stage.

Under the pressure, Qing Mozhi, shocked, turned pale.

“Late stage?!”

“You’ve been hiding your strength?!”

In the small Yongling Town, there were actually two late legendary stage experts!

Seeing Wang Haoran’s flashing figure, Qing Mozhi recalled being beaten by Zhao Nishang yesterday.

Terrified, he turned and fled.

“A wise man doesn’t suffer immediate losses!”

“I’ll be back!”