Chapter 672 - 37: The Dao Thief

Chapter 672: Chapter 37: The Dao Thief

"How is this possible!?"

Faced with Luo Lan’s question, the man merely smiled silently.

Immediately, the man began to throw punches in a manner almost identical to Luo Lan’s.

This was a battle technique of the Xingtian Clan, also considered a secret of the Xingtian lineage.

Although his physique couldn’t compare to Luo Lan’s, the man relied on his Undying Body to suppress him forcefully.

Luckily, Luo Lan reacted quickly upon realizing that the opponent was also skilled in the Xingtian Clan’s combat techniques, and immediately changed his fighting style.

Clang!

With a single punch to the man’s cheek, there was a sound like a blade being unsheathed.

Caught off guard, the man’s head was directly pierced through.

A section of a short blade with a metallic sheen emerged from Luo Lan’s arm bone.

It was obvious that Luo Lan was enduring immense pain, even his fluid attack was momentarily interrupted by the agony.

However, the Xingtian Clan was always unique; the physical pain did not limit Luo Lan’s battle capabilities. Instead, it made his attacks even more frenzied.

Now it was the man’s turn to look at Luo Lan incredulously.

Because he had recognized the ability Luo Lan was using; it belonged to one of the Spirit Mountain Ten Witches—the Golden Spear Lord, Wu Luo.

Any weapon Wu Luo comes into contact with will be replicated and leave an imprint.

When there’s a need to use this weapon, it will grow out of Wu Luo’s body.

Weapons growing from muscles, bones, and flesh will completely recreate the original with all its abilities and characteristics.

Moreover, even the weapon’s mode of use and combat experience will be preserved, becoming the user’s battle instincts.

When necessary, the weapon will even automatically supplement the user’s lacking physical attributes.

However, it was evident that Luo Lan had not yet reached that level.

Clang!

He pulled the short blade out of his arm bone.

Luo Lan had only converted his combat techniques into the use of the short blade; his physical qualities didn’t change much.

"So you’re just a novice, I thought Wu Luo herself was here!"

With obvious sarcasm, the man chose to attack before Luo Lan could continue his assault.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Dust flew, air snapped with explosions.

The man’s fists were sturdier than a hammer, yet more flexible than a whip.

Even among the Xingtian Clan, few could perform battle techniques to such a refined level as the man.

At this moment, Luo Lan’s disadvantage became apparent.

Though he learned from Wu Zhen, connecting with Wu Luo for a period of study,

Without Wu Luo’s innate talent, his use of the "Golden Spear Lord" ability remained at a rudimentary stage.

Creating temporary weapons from his flesh and bones was already his limit.

...................................................... 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ

"..."

Staring at the battle not far away, Xiao Ling hesitated and stood still.

Her grandfather’s teaching and rationality told her she should seize the chance to escape now.

However, looking at Luo Lan’s towering figure, Xiao Ling also understood what her escape meant.

She might escape, but the Xingtian clansman would surely die here.

After all, the man only wanted to capture her alive and had no interest in sparing a formidable Xingtian clansman.

"Grandfather, you surely wouldn’t want me to become an ungrateful person!"

After a brief hesitation, Xiao Ling raised her talisman launcher and aimed it at the man and pulled the trigger.

Whoosh—Boom!

In a flash, a copper pellet, faster than sound, shot towards the battlefield.

This time, with Luo Lan’s distraction, the man couldn’t easily intercept the copper pellet.

When that familiar lightning struck down from the sky, the man let out an angry roar.

"I’ll kill you!"

A pitch-black "卍" symbol suddenly erupted around him.

The previously calm Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi also became turbulent.

This was the last thing the man wanted to see, yet he had no other choice.

To avoid catching Li Boyang’s attention, the man had to preserve this body, for only then could he possibly take the elder back to his hideout.

Boom!

With the Primordial Qi ravaging, the man was determined to end the battle quickly.

Unfortunately, the upcoming battle was destined not to go as the man wished.

Because suddenly, he found Luo Lan, whom he had been suppressing, was slowly turning the tide and gaining the upper hand.

Yet, Luo Lan showed no excitement from this reversal; instead, he revealed a mix of disbelief and resentment.

"Master?"

When Luo Lan called out, the man paused momentarily.

But soon, Luo Lan’s eyes widened as he shouted with anguished fury.

"No, you can’t be my master!"

"My master died three years ago, along with my sister, at the hands of outsiders!"

"Who are you?"

"Why do you have my master’s techniques and habits!?"

Deeply staring at Luo Lan, the man said nothing more and leaped out of the battle circle.

"I will spare you two for now, but next time, you won’t be so lucky."

Still carrying the elder with one hand.

The man took one last glance toward the steel warship and vanished into the forest.

And the grief-stricken Luo Lan tried to chase him but couldn’t even see his shadow.

"Don’t run, first tell me what’s going on!?"

Unaware of the man’s last glance, Luo Lan was eager to pursue the truth.

However, as he broke into a run, he suddenly felt someone grab him.

Upon turning around, he saw the panting Xiao Ling holding onto him, barely able to speak.

"..."

Taking a deep breath, Luo Lan realized he was here to save lives.

Though reluctant to let the man escape, he turned to gently console the frightened Xiao Ling.

"It’s over, you’re safe now."

Only when held by Luo Lan did Xiao Ling start to cry, sobbing quietly.

Even she didn’t know if her tears reflected relief after surviving the ordeal or sadness at seeing her grandfather captured.

Having always been too rational, Xiao Ling had never felt so lost, her mind a blank.

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