Chapter 248 The Immortal Soul (Part Two)

His execution to dodge the flying knife was swift, accurate, and concise. By simply tilting in one direction, the flying knife brushed past his cheek. It missed the target by only half an inch!

'He is so confident about himself. He knows the flying path of the knife as though it were the back of his hand!'

Zen thought and looked at the armored warrior, gasping in surprise.

Then he turned his thumb down and dragged the flying knife back, following the same route. With a lift, he then shot the flying knife at the backside of the armored warrior's head again.

His opponent slightly turned his head to one side, just as he did earlier. It was as though he had eyes on the back of his head, he successfully dodged the attack from the flying knife.

"Ah…" All Zen could do was wear a dumbstruck look.

His two consecutive attacks had both failed. To his astonishment, the armored warrior just got away with it so effortlessly. After attempting the best tactic that he could think of, he was now at his wits' end.

Just then, the armored warrior suddenly took his first offensive move; he rushed towards Zen at a rapid speed.

"Is this the strength of a half-step into the nature level cultivator?"

As Zen looked at the armored warrior who was speeding towards him, Zen's pupils dilated. He could not believe that a half-step into the nature level cultivator could run so fast!

It appeared that he had overlooked the similarity in the nature creatures' and Illuminating Soul Realm masters' reaction when they encountered him before. Truthfully, although his opponent had the half-step into the nature level, he also had the strand of soul remnant from an immortal. Therefore, his real strength could not be measured simply as an ordinary half-step into the nature level.

While rushing towards Zen, the armored warrior extended his long skinny arms and manipulated the life energy to form two colorful curves in the air.

As soon as the curves appeared, they were q

er spitting out the aftertaste of mud in his mouth, he gazed at the armored warrior firmly.

The armored warrior moved extremely fast. If he continued to approach Zen at such a speed, it was nearly impossible for Zen to catch sight of his body. In this case, Zen would definitely lose.

"I'll try to narrow the gap between us and fight hand-to-hand with him," Zen thought

As he had a strong and tough body, it never crossed Zen's mind to hesitate in a close distance and hand-to-hand battle.

Without another thought, he threw his broken flying knife again. This time, though, the target of the flying knife was not the armored warrior, but to block his way of retreat.

At the same time, he shortened the distance between the armored warrior and him, reaching out his hand to pull.

But as soon as Zen had reached out, the armored warrior deflected his attack and simply shoved his hand away.

"Do you want to push me away? No, I don't think so!" Zen yelled.

When his opponent had deflected his left hand, he quickly used his right hand to attack the armored warrior.

But then again, Zen did not expect that the armored warrior's arms would be as flexible as the body of a spiritual snake. Quickly enough, the armored warrior twined his flexible arm around Zen's right hand and locked it firmly.