Chapter 99: One Move Decides Victory Or Defeat
The fire attribute of Mu Ke's temperament was originally explosive, if it wasn't for Tang Xinyi agreeing to Xiao Ling's plan, he would have rushed out and fought with Su Ming a long time ago. Having watched Su Ming show off his might for so long, he had been furious in his heart, and now hearing Su Ming's arrogant words again, he could no longer bear it and launched the attack first.
He was so aggressive because he knew that Su Ming was basically immune to fire attribute attacks, and at this time Su Ming's strength and spiritual power were not even three tenths of his usual level, greatly weakened. As long as he exhausted Su Ming's spiritual power and strength, he would be able to win.
Facing Mu Ke's attack, Su Ming did not harden his stance but instead used his speed advantage to dodge Mu Ke's attacks. He knew that if he were to collide head-on with Mu Ke, he would likely lose and be unable to leave the Western City Prefecture, losing face in the process. The next half year of his life would be unbearably miserable.
This battle Su Ming can only win and not lose, and must win beautifully, win neatly. Only in this way can Fan Li's plan be implemented better, and he himself can also get more rewards from the Western City Palace.
Su Ming's dodges left Mu Ke feeling helpless, his attacks couldn't lock onto Su Ming and he couldn't hit him. Using fire element attacks also didn't work on Su Ming. At this time, he felt a bit anxious in his heart. If things continued like this, he would have no way of defeating Su Ming, and the efforts of the eight people before would be for nothing. He would also disappoint everyone's expectations.
"Su Ming, are you only capable of hiding?" Mu Ke stopped his attack and glared at Su Ming with a face full of anger.
"This isn't me hiding, it's just letting you lose slower. Don't be ungrateful," Su Ming said with a wicked smile.
"Su Ming, stop making excuses for yourself, you're just afraid of losing." Mu Ke glared at Su Ming and said.
"Is it?" Su Ming sneered with a slight smile, and as soon as his voice fell, he transformed into a residual shadow and rushed towards Mu Yu.
"Despicable!" Mu Ke saw Su Ming take advantage of his words to launch a sneak attack, and he cursed loudly, immediately raising his battle knife to block Su Ming's attack.
Su Ming retreated with just one move, this move was a completely fake move, without any attacking power, it was just to make Mu Ke fall into chaos, so that he couldn't launch an effective strong attack on him.
At this time, Su Ming had already fallen into an awkward situation. His own strength was no longer able to withstand the hard collision with Mu Ke, and his ice attribute attacks were also unable to affect Mu Ke. As for the Wuyin Sword, it not only failed to cause damage to Mu Ke but would also consume his own spiritual energy. With less than 30% of his spiritual energy left, he couldn't afford to waste it randomly.
Mu Ke easily parried Su Ming's attack, and his heart felt a thrill of excitement. It seemed that his guess was correct. At this time, Su Ming's attack had weakened significantly and could no longer cause him any harm. Confirming his thoughts, Mu Ke went forward to meet Su Ming's attack.
This time Su Ming did not dodge, and instead collided with Mu Ke. However, he retreated immediately after the collision, refusing to engage in a fierce confrontation with Mu Ke. As a result, Mu Ke was greatly exhausted, while Su Ming's energy expenditure was minimal. To onlookers, it seemed that Su Ming had not dodged at all, and each time he faced Mu Ke head-on in their attacks.
Mu Ke saw Su Ming retreat every time he was attacked by himself, and his heart was greatly delighted, and his attack became more and more ruthless.
After dozens of consecutive attacks, Mu Ke's spiritual power was also consumed by more than half, while Su Ming still had the strength to fight, which made him surprised. Soon he realized that he had been fooled by Su Ming. Every time Su Ming seemed to be repelled by himself, in fact, it was his own retreat, and he didn't really collide with himself. After discovering this, Mu Ke's heart was greatly alarmed. He could no longer continue to consume his spiritual power, otherwise, without defeating Su Ming, his own spiritual power would be exhausted first.
Mu Ke's eyebrows slightly arched upwards, a hint of provocation flashing in his eyes: "Su Ming, do you dare to settle this with one move?"
"Why not?" Su Ming sneered, his face full of confidence, but at this moment, a hint of fatigue flashed in his eyes. His spiritual power was already less than one-tenth of its original state, and even if Mu Ke didn't make this request, he would have made it himself, because he couldn't hold on for much longer.
"Alright, one move will decide the outcome." Mu Ke's eyes narrowed slightly, a fierce glint flashing in his gaze.
Mu Kei finished speaking, his hands tightly grasped the war knife, and the spiritual energy inside him surged wildly towards the center of his palms. At this moment, he decided to use all his strength, as long as this move won, even if he lost his combat power, it didn't matter.
Facing Mu Ke's continuous accumulation of power, Su Ming's face flashed a wry smile. Just now, the little spirit had told him that the spiritual energy in his body was no longer sufficient to use martial skills.
Since I can't use martial arts, then I'll take the initiative to attack first. Maybe there's still a glimmer of hope for victory.
Su Ming focused his attention, his right hand tightly grasping the Wind and Thunder Sword. The ice, gold, and wind attributes of spiritual energy wrapped around his right hand in an instant. Then, Su Ming stepped on the Cloud Tracing Shadow and headed towards Mu Ke.
When he reached Mu Ke's front, Su Ming grasped the Wind and Thunder Sword with both hands, raised his head high, and the power of tens of thousands of kilograms in his hands was applied to the Wind and Thunder Sword at this moment. With the assistance of the three attributes of spiritual energy, this sword became even stronger and faster.
Facing Su Ming's powerful sword, Mu Kei's heart skipped a beat. He thought Su Ming would use martial skills, so he kept accumulating power to unleash his full-strength attack. But unexpectedly, Su Ming didn't use any martial skills and directly attacked with brute force, leaving him somewhat unprepared.
Accumulated power interrupted, Mu Ke made a high-ranking ordinary martial art - "Opening Mountain Knife", this is the martial art he can make in the shortest time, and it is also his only martial art that mainly relies on strength.
Boom
Swords clashed, spiritual energy flew horizontally, and in an instant, Su Ming and Mu Ke both retreated backward. When the two stopped, a hint of regret flashed across Mu Ke's eyes.
"You lost." Su Ming said as he popped a dan pill into his mouth.
Mu Ke was unhappy in his heart, but he had indeed lost the previous confrontation. He retreated five steps while Su Ming only retreated three steps. Although Mu Ke still had fighting power and Su Ming had no fighting power left, their match was decided by a single move, which Mu Ke had lost.
Mu Ke lost because he didn't understand the battle well enough, lost because his temper was too impatient, and lost because he didn't know Su Ming well.
In fact, he had a 70% chance of winning. As long as he continued to fight against Suming, Suming would have no chance of winning at all. In the end, he still had a chance to win, and as long as his attack contained fire attributes, he wouldn't lose.
Just now when the swords clashed, his hands were frozen with a layer of frost, slowing down his attack and weakening his strength, which was then seized by Su Ming to gain an advantage and defeat him in two moves.
"Brother Yan, how is it? Can I go out now?" Su Ming directly looked at Fan Yan and asked.
Mantra nodded: "I'll take you out later, but before we go, you have to tell them what they lost at."
"Master, I know where we lost out, no need for him to tell us." Xiao Ling stepped forward, looking at the departing figure of Fan.
