Old Nine continued to move his hands against each other, his gestures appearing extremely gentle, yet at the moment he stopped, they suddenly seemed fiercely powerful.
Gradually, I saw the water droplets around Old Nine turn pale blue, and the color kept deepening. The droplets burst out around Old Nine like a fountain, continuously spraying and then gathering back together.
"My ghost armament is not limited to just one."
As Old Nine spoke, he suddenly shouted, clenching his right hand into a fist. Instantly, water splashed in all directions. Gradually, I saw those pale blue droplets shift to the left side of his body.
"Flowing water, shattering rock..."
Old Nine raised his left hand slightly, and a stream of pale blue water coiled and twisted in his palm, moving like a living thing, weaving through his fingers.
Meanwhile, Old Nine's right hand gradually turned brownish-yellow, and a small hammer about half a meter long appeared in his grasp. The hammerhead was oval, thick in the middle and thin at the ends, with patterns winding along the handle. The entire hammer was blue and green, looking almost like a piece of art.
"Heh, I wouldn't have guessed someone who looks so rough could wield such a delicate ghost armament. Truly impressive."
Lan Yin suddenly remarked, and Old Nine flew to Lan Yin's side.
"I look rough?" Old Nine turned his head, and all the Blue Wraiths behind him nodded in agreement.
Young master, though your looks are rough, your heart is delicate. To control ghost energy so finely—I'm impressed.
Samantha Simons said this, gently pressing her hands to her left knee and bowing her body slightly.
Little girl, your control over ghost energy is also very fine. With more time, you'll surely become even stronger. Everyone, forgive my lack of skill—I'll go try that guy first.
Lan Yin nodded. In an instant, a green interwoven light flashed, and Old Nine charged toward Luke Ling.
Heh, I was just thinking of trying as well.
Luke Ling said softly, and in the next instant, moved in front of Old Nine, raising his fist.
Hyaa...
Old Nine raised the hammer high and smashed it down toward Luke Ling.
With a bang, an invisible shockwave erupted. Sand and stones flew, wind howled, and Luke Ling blocked Old Nine's hammer with his arm.
Not bad, that's some impressive force.
As they spoke, Luke Ling suddenly kicked upward with his right leg. Old Nine's body fluttered like a piece of paper as the kick skimmed past him, and then I heard a piercing, shrill whistle.
Next, Luke Ling pressed his right foot down toward Old Nine. I saw Old Nine gently reach out with his left hand to Luke Ling's descending foot, barely touching it, and the stream of water in Old Nine's hand slid up along Luke Ling's leg.
Suddenly, Luke Ling raised his left fist, shouted loudly, and struck at Old Nine.
At that moment, Old Nine quickly withdrew the stream of water. The blue water circled in front of him, and with a bang, Luke Ling's fist seemed to shatter the water, sending droplets flying, but the attack had little effect.
Second phase... continuous extremes...
Suddenly, Luke Ling's fist became like a barrage of bullets; after shattering the water in Old Nine's left hand, a flurry of fist shadows appeared. Old Nine raised a finger, spinning the blue water around it, crackling as water splashed, and neutralized each of Luke Ling's punches.
As Luke Ling withdrew his fist, his left knee drove up toward Old Nine. Old Nine quickly pulled back the small hammer in his right hand and struck Luke Ling's knee with a bang.
Luke Ling's right fist followed, then his left swept across. Old Nine retreated slightly, drawing the stream of water in his left hand in front of him. At that moment, Luke Ling's left hand struck into the water with a slap, but his right fist paused, then, as his left hand scattered the water, he struck at Old Nine.
With a bang, although Old Nine raised the hammer in his right hand to block, he was struck along with the hammer. Suddenly, with a slap, Old Nine turned into scattered blue water droplets.
So, how is that guy?
As Lan Yin spoke, before I could see clearly, Old Nine was already standing beside him, wiping away the green blood at the corner of his mouth.
Amazing, truly damn amazing. There are actually people this powerful in the living world.
Lan Yin smiled faintly.
But I just took a punch—I can't accept that. I'll fight again, and next time, I'll...
Suddenly, Lan Yin grabbed Old Nine's hand and smiled.
Some things are best left for later, Brother Old Nine. After all, the killing moves are for critical moments. If you use them rashly, it's not good.
That guy is really tough. In such a brief exchange, he saw through Old Nine's moves and exploited a blind spot to hit him. I saw it clearly—a single punch wiped out two of his ghost souls. If he'd reacted any slower, it would have been dangerous.
Julian Chu spoke up from the side. Justin Huang and I were stunned, and Helen Chen nodded.
Indeed, in an instant, that guy's ghost energy dropped a lot.
I was getting anxious—things were looking grim. Facing Luke Ling, it seemed none of the Blue Wraiths here were a match. Lan Yin suddenly grabbed Old Nine, probably to keep him from revealing too much.
Lan Yin, you've gotten smarter.
Heh, I suffered a big loss before. I thought I could solve you, this monster, just by pulling out my trump card. Heh.
Mia Lin, Ray Lin, and Lin Rui landed nearby, while Evan Zhao watched them in astonishment.
So, are you guys not planning to fight?
Evan Zhao looked stunned, but at that moment, Lan Yin glanced up.
Only one of us can go out at a time, and don't use your trump cards. Otherwise, under that guy's eyes, we'll be seen through, laid bare. If he figures out all our moves, he could finish us in an instant.
As Lan Yin spoke, all the Blue Wraiths nodded knowingly. Luke Ling's eyes, able to see through everything, were truly formidable.
Just now, I saw that guy's eyes suddenly turn gold—like an eagle's eyes. Being stared at by them felt really uncomfortable.
At that moment, Lan Yin stepped forward and shouted.
So, are you all coming at me together or one by one? Though I'm injured, those blue-faced men can't handle my flames—their bodies aren't strong enough. It'll be easy for me to deal with them.