Travels to the Holy Light Continent

Chapter 243 A man won’t shed tears easily

Upon hearing that, the minotaur unceremoniously raised the totem pole and swept towards me. I used my strength with my legs to exert the Thousand-Jin Weight Weight and used my hands to hit forward with force to perform the Mountain-Splitting Palm.

"Oh!"

The huge force knocked me flying, and my body swept across and broke several big trees.

"Ha!"

The minotaur jumped up excitedly after a successful attack. I stood up with a somersault. After being tempered by lightning three times, I can be said to have skin of copper and bones of iron. Although my strength is still inferior to that of the minotaur who is more than three meters tall, it is not so easy for the minotaur to hurt me.

I walked forward slowly, raised my right hand and said, "Continue?"

The Minotaur was slightly surprised but still picked up the totem pole and smashed it towards me. After the experience just now, I no longer resisted the totem pole. I just tilted my body slightly to avoid the attack of the totem pole. Unfortunately, I still underestimated the Minotaur. The Minotaur can stand firm in the beast tribe not only because of their strength. The totem pole caused a violent vibration after hitting the ground. The ground under my feet loosened instantly. I softened by inertia and my body was a little unstable. The Minotaur opened his mouth and roared "Mou!!!"

Oh my god! Does this have a sonic attack? I rolled over to avoid the Minotaur's next attack, and then I shook my head vigorously to feel better.

Who said the minotaurs were honest? They are more sinister than each other in a fight. It seems that it is difficult to win with bare hands. I summoned the Nanming Lihuo Sword, then I pointed the sword at the minotaur and said, "Come on! Big stupid bull!"

The Minotaur was furious when he heard this and he smashed towards me with all his might, looking like he wanted to smash me into a meat pie. I raised my hand to block it and then used all my strength to remove the force from the totem pole. The Minotaur felt that the totem pole seemed to be slipping out of his hand and quickly pulled back, but I had finally stuck to it, so how could I let him pull back? I pressed the Nanming Lihuo Sword on him and forced the Minotaur to retreat three steps.

Everyone present was shocked when they saw this. The strength of the Minotaur was well known, and apart from Behemoth, there were few rivals. But now, they were pushed back several steps by a teenager like me. Everyone was stunned.

The Minotaur was suffering at this moment. The totem pole in his hand felt like it was going to slip out of his hand no matter which direction he swung it. In comparison, the imp in front of him didn't seem to be using any strength at all. The Minotaur was not invincible, but if he lost in strength, he might as well just crash into the totem pole and end it all!

However, the Minotaur couldn't get away from my Tai Chi swordsmanship at all. It seemed that he was dominating the totem pole, but in fact I was constantly pressing him down. As the Nanming Lihuo Sword danced, it created a fire dragon that surrounded the Minotaur and me. Gradually, the fire dragon wrapped around the totem pole and burned more and more vigorously.

At this moment, the Minotaur no longer cared about the duel. He simply let go of his hands and hugged the totem pole tightly, trying to put out the fire with his body. I was so scared that I quickly put away the Nanming Lihuo Sword, otherwise the sword would have pierced through my chest.

But the Samadhi Fire on the Nanming Lihuo Sword is one of the most powerful fires in the world. How can it be extinguished by relying on one's body? The minotaur was howling in pain from being burned by the fire. Seeing this, I kicked the minotaur away and cast a spell to take back the Samadhi Fire. However, the outside of the totem pole had been carbonized and it was obviously no longer usable as a weapon.

The Minotaur slowly walked over and picked up the totem pole, tears as big as beans flowed from his eyes. Who said that men don't shed tears easily? It's just that they haven't been heartbroken yet.