Legend of Spear

The long spear turned around, and the spear shaft knocked away three blood wolves flying from the left side. As for the blood wolves on the right side, they no longer had the luxury of time and lightly moved their feet to avoid the fatal spots.

At this moment, the long spear in Fang Li's hand did not care about the two blood wolves. The long spear rushed forward once again, heavily injuring the wolf king who had yet to stand up.

The tip of the spear was aimed at the Wolf King's head. More accurately, it was the eyes. Even though the wolf's head was made of iron, its eyes were still weak. The eye area was where many wild beasts died.

The spear stabbed straight into the wolf king's right eye, under its terrified and despairing gaze. The spear stabbed deeply into the wolf king's brain.

The leader of the pack of blood wolves died just like that.

At this moment, Fang Li flew backwards. However, there were many deep wounds on his body that could be seen through bone. Some were left behind by the Blood Wolf Fang, while others were left behind by the steel claws of the wolves.

The instant he retreated, Fang Li's long spear danced in the air and swiftly struck the blood wolf that was still hanging on his body.

One had to say, a second level candidate's body was truly extraordinary. If it were a mortal, then they would have long since been torn to shreds.

Fang Li could clearly sense that after the blood wolf had bitten him, it was tearing at him with all its might. However, with the Purple Profound Scripture circulating at full power, the blood wolf's plan was not easy to achieve.

After flying a few steps back, Fang Li stood still. Right now, the encirclement had already shrunk to its limit. The Wolf King was dead, and the wolves had yet to attack. Their faint green eyes were all looking at the Wolf King.

Fang Li saw that the pack of wolves did not make any movements. They stood with their spears in hand, using their spears to prop up their already tottering bodies. The Purple Profound Scripture circulated rapidly in his body, sealing all the wounds on his body that were gushing out blood, preventing the blood from flowing out.

The current Fang Li felt a wave of dizziness. In this short battle, he had spared no effort in attacking. Even though the duration of the battle was short, he had expended a great deal of stamina. The current him, taking advantage of this rare opportunity, was doing his best to adjust. There would soon be a great battle that concerned his life. He did not believe that after killing the Wolf King, the wounds all over his body would be let go by the wolves.

The howls of the wolves resounded throughout the ice, and they continued to howl at the already dead Wolf King.

Following which, all the blood wolves shifted their gazes towards the spear-wielding Fang Li. Fang Li couldn't help but shiver. The gazes of the blood wolves were as sharp as knives.

Soon after, the battle began. Without the command of the Wolf King, the blood wolves charged at them, but the threat they posed did not decrease in the slightest.

At this moment, Fang Li was recovering his physical strength and inner force by a bit. He lifted his spear and struck out to the left and right with it, barely maintaining his state of mind.

The long spear danced wildly in Fang Li's hands, but it was not because Fang Li had comprehended any superb spear techniques, but rather because he had used a long spear to kill the blood wolf that was charging at him.

In this kind of attack that did not require much thought, Fang Li gradually gained a deeper understanding of the spear. Not only did he use the spear head to attack, the body of the spear, or even the spearhead to attack. Furthermore, the spear was not limited to stabbing. The blood wolf was often swept away by the spear head. As for the blood wolf that was hit by the spear body, although it didn't have any wounds on its surface, its internal organs had been shattered and it was difficult to survive.

However, under these endless attacks, the wounds on Fang Li's body continued to increase, and he also lost more and more blood. The longspear in his hand grew increasingly heavy. However, in order to survive, he could only brandish the spear time and time again. If he stopped for even a second, many wounds would appear on his body.

Gradually, the movements of the spear were like a conditioned reflex. He no longer needed to control it. Whenever his eyes fell on it, the spear would move according to his hands, as if his brain was not required to direct it.

It had to be said that this state of mind was not far from the so-called enlightenment of martial artists. The benefits of this sort of battle to a martial artist were impossible to accumulate and train with time.

The green-robed girl looked at the increasing number of wounds on Fang Li's body, but they continued to grow more and more stable as she continued to deal with them. Her attacks and control of her strength were extremely precise, and she would not use too much strength. In the field of spear arts, talent was of the utmost importance. Otherwise, on the path of martial arts, there would not be a rumor that a person could practice spear arts for a long time.

After an unknown period of time, Fang Li's consciousness started to blur. He allowed his hands to continuously dance the spear, and for a moment, he felt as if he had awakened from a dream. Fang Li's consciousness was clear.

As he looked around, he saw countless bodies of Blood Wolves piled up on the icy plains. The blood had turned his entire body red, and a layer of blood had accumulated under his feet, covering the back of his feet.

In front of their eyes, the two blood wolves were hesitating not too far away. Their fearless expressions had long since disappeared, and fear and hesitation appeared in their eyes. He paced back and forth anxiously.

Fang Li was astonished. The dozens of Blood Wolves in front of him had all been killed by his reflexive attacks?

But would there be any other explanation?

One of the blood wolves seemed to have made up its mind as it looked at the last two blood wolves in front of it. It suddenly leaped forward and pounced towards Fang Li's throat.

At this moment, Fang Li wanted to control his spear, but no matter how he commanded his body, his body was motionless, as if he had lost control of it. As for Fang Li, he was also unable to feel any pain or fatigue.

The corner of his mouth instantly flowed with a trickle of blood, and the temporary pain stimulated his senses. Looking at the nearby blood wolves, Fang Li's right arm struggled to move forward, and the hand that was holding onto the spear had long since lost all feeling. Just like that, he pointed the spear tip at the blood wolf.

The blood wolf lowered its head in midair and avoided Fang Li's weak attack, biting Fang Li's chest. Fang Li also fell down for the first time, unable to support his unconscious body as he fell straight down, and in the next instant, a sharp pain came from his chest, causing Fang Li's left hand to feel it. He clenched his fist, and viciously punched the blood wolf's head.

One, two, three...

Fang Li did not know how many times he had hit the wolf until its corpse fell to the ground beside him. Only then did Fang Li's finger feel a sharp pain, and he looked powerlessly at his left hand.

Fang Li's left hand drooped powerlessly as he laid on the ice. At this moment, the pain in his left hand had also disappeared.

There had never been a moment when Fang Li wished for the pain to return, but now, it had only turned into hope.

One could see that even the wounds on the bones did not feel any pain. Fang Li knew that it was really hard for him to move at all.