C320 One Finger Kill Demon Curse!(1)

It's a long story, but everything happened in just a few breaths.

When Moh Lunhui made his move, everyone watching became intensely focused. Qian Banruo, who was healing nearby, paused her treatment. Even Nie Fengyu, who always wore a smile, now looked incredibly serious. Seeing Woo Zhengyang in a daze, Nie Fengyu's expression grew even more grave. Qian Banruo, despite her injuries, stood up.

Some spectators began to feel regret, thinking Woo Zhengyang was about to lose. Others were disappointed that the fight wasn't as thrilling as expected, while a few sneered, dismissing the so-called madman.

However, when Woo Zhengyang suddenly acted and grabbed Moh Lunhui's fingers, everyone's thoughts turned to shock. No one saw how Woo Zhengyang's hand appeared. They only noticed his right sleeve disintegrate into dust as he caught Moh Lunhui's fingers.

Raising a hand from below to the forehead is effortless for anyone. For a Martial Dao cultivator, it's a matter of moments. Yet, Moh Lunhui's fingers were just inches from Woo Zhengyang's brow. In that situation, for Woo Zhengyang to react and grab Moh Lunhui's fingers was beyond the limits of a martial artist, even one at the Shape Gathering Stage. As for experts at the Reality Condensing Stage, few had witnessed their actions, making it hard to judge.

Nie Fengyu and the elder of the Heavenly Martial Sect, who was hosting the Heavenly Martial Dao Discussing Great Association, were both Reality Condensing Stage cultivators. They understood all too well the magnitude of what had just happened. The speed was something they might achieve, but to withstand such an attack without dodging was beyond ordinary capability. Woo Zhengyang's reputation as a madman was now fully justified in their eyes.

After the initial shock of Woo Zhengyang's tactics, an even greater realization swept over the crowd. They suddenly remembered a crucial point: Moh Lunhui's deadly curse had been broken! Woo Zhengyang hadn't dodged at all; he had simply grabbed Moh Lunhui's fingers, shattering the curse completely.

If that wasn't enough, the next moment certainly was. Woo Zhengyang, without hesitation, twisted Moh Lunhui's fingers with a quick motion.

"Crack..."

Moh Lunhui's index and middle fingers snapped instantly.

When Woo Zhengyang suddenly awoke from his trance, Moh Lunhui sensed trouble and his expression changed. However, seeing how close his fingers were to Woo Zhengyang's forehead, Moh Lunhui felt reassured. But when Woo Zhengyang's right arm began to act strangely, even Moh Lunhui, who could kill with a seemingly innocent face, finally showed a cautious expression.

But it was too late!

When Woo Zhengyang grabbed his fingers, Moh Lunhui had already abandoned his attack, struggling to pull back. However, Woo Zhengyang's determination left him no time.

No matter how innocent Moh Lunhui appeared, it couldn't erase his brutal past. The Lau family's crisis and Uncle Fu's dire situation were both caused by these very fingers. How could Woo Zhengyang hesitate?

"You dare to hurt me!" Moh Lunhui roared, pulling back his right hand, now missing two fingers. His face twisted in rage, a far cry from his earlier innocent demeanor, and even his tone had changed drastically.

"What? You can hurt others, but I can't hurt you?" Woo Zhengyang chuckled lightly, tossing the severed fingers aside.

"You insignificant ants, how dare you compare yourselves to me?" Moh Lunhui was furious, ignoring the blood streaming from his hand. He seemed like a completely different person now.

A powerful aura emanated from him, affecting even Qian Banruo, who was standing several yards away, causing her energy to become unstable. Woo Zhengyang was also influenced by this aura, feeling an almost irresistible urge to submit to Moh Lunhui's will. However, his recently strengthened warrior spirit quickly brought him back to his senses.

"If everyone else is an ant, you're an ant about to meet its end!" Woo Zhengyang declared, stepping closer to Moh Lunhui. Moh Lunhui was too dangerous to let go; leaving him unchecked could lead to endless trouble.

"You think you can kill me?" Moh Lunhui sneered as Woo Zhengyang approached.

"Why don't we find out?" Woo Zhengyang replied, launching into his Dragon Countering Nine Steps toward Moh Lunhui. As he took the first step, Woo Zhengyang's expression shifted slightly.

Moh Lunhui had pulled out several small, golden triangular flags from his Hidden Heaven Bag. As a master of arrays, Woo Zhengyang was all too familiar with these flags. Seeing Moh Lunhui produce them, he realized he was dealing with another Array Master.

In the blink of an eye, Moh Lunhui had already deployed the flags. From his technique, Woo Zhengyang could tell that Moh Lunhui was indeed an Array Master—and a deadly one at that. The timing of Moh Lunhui's move was impeccable.

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