Zhuo Hua

Chapter 388 Counterattack ([-])

"The competition begins now!"

With this order, there was a faint smell of incense in the air.

This smell wrapped around the scholar's neck like a rope, strangling him so much that he didn't know how to breathe.

A drop of cold sweat slipped quietly from his sideburns and fell into his clothes from the neckline, making him shiver from the ice.

Zhuo Hua stood in front of him, with his hands behind his back, looking at him coldly.

"Go ahead."

The breeze blew up her hair at the temples slightly, making her look ecstatic.

The scholar gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, let out a loud cry, and rushed over like a cannonball.

Approaching Zhuohua, the fan in the scholar's hand suddenly swiped open.He turned his wrist uncontrollably, and the airflow around him began to undergo a very obvious change.

Zhuohua never thought that the plain fan in the scholar's hand was actually a magic weapon.She always thought that this was just a tool he used to install the gun.

Sensing the increasingly fierce airflow around him, Zhuohua didn't feel much panic in his heart.She didn't even draw out her sword, and directly used spiritual power as a blade to forcibly tear a hole in the air flow.

Hierarchical suppression is evident.

What's more, the scholar is not a sword repairer.

Therefore, this kind of hierarchical suppression will be fully revealed.

The scholar did not expect that Zhuohua would break his moves so easily.

To him, this discovery was like a bolt from the blue.

But he had no choice but to retreat.

He has no confidence that Zhuohua can spare his life.

He took a deep breath, swallowed an unknown elixir, and mobilized his spiritual power to the strongest.

Zhuo Hua looked at his sudden rise in spiritual power, and curled his lips.

That's right, it's fun like this.

The golden light on the scholar's body became more and more intense, a little dazzling.

Zhuo Hua narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling somewhat disappointed with the scholar.

After such a long time, he has not made any progress at all. Even after taking the elixir, his spiritual power has only increased a bit.

His attack power and speed are still somewhat unsatisfactory.

In other words, it is just a brute force attack.

Zhuohua's footsteps didn't move.She raised the sword in her hand and slashed lightly in the air, and in an instant a sharp wind blew up here.

Now Fengyue Zhan's trick, Zhuohua, can be said to be handy.

In the middle of the gust of wind, there is a circle of white light. They slowly condense into the shape of a sword, which is surprisingly consistent with the rising sun.

Its sword pointed at the scholar's position.Then, he made a sudden attack and rushed towards the scholar with a forceful momentum.

The scholar's heart jumped suddenly, and he smelled a very dangerous breath.

With a wave of his fan, the dazzling golden light rushed towards the direction of Zhuohua with all its teeth and claws.

The two attacks met in mid-air, but did not collide with each other, making a loud "boom".

But -

Everyone saw that Zhuohua's attack was like a starving child, swallowing the scholar's attack and fused it together.

The attack that was originally just glowing with white light was brought with a glittering golden light, and then, it rushed towards the scholar fiercely.

This is unheard of, unseen.

Don't say that the scholar and the onlookers were all stupid, even Zhuohua who made this attack was also stunned.

In a trance, she suddenly thought of what she saw in that strange place before.

Could it be that the particularity of the so-called spiritual power lies here?

(End of this chapter)