northernbook Chapter 315 Guess!
Chapter 315 Guess!
She felt that Si Nansheng was now fighting Yang Pengkun with the intention of getting back at her.
Si Nansheng was too fast; even with all his might, Yang Pengkun could only dodge her a few times.
After kicking Yang Pengkun away, Si Nansheng stood up.
"Aren't you going to hide anymore?" Si Nansheng tilted her head and looked at Yang Pengkun innocently.
"He's absolutely insane." Yang Pengkun looked at Si Nansheng, panting. Si Nansheng wasn't angry and simply bent down slightly.
"Thank you for the compliment, but I won't hold back just because of your praise." Si Nansheng smiled and reached out, revealing a pink hammer in her hand.
"Enough with the nonsense!" Yang Pengkun didn't believe he was no match for Si Nansheng.
He wielded his spirit sword and launched a fierce attack on Si Nansheng. Crimson flames exploded in the sky, and Si Nansheng staggered as he crashed into the stone wall behind him, wisps of white smoke seeping from beneath the charred fabric on his chest.
She looked down at her chest; the attack had been quite powerful, and she could feel the pain.
She patted her chest, the pink and tender giant hammer firmly resting on her shoulder.
"Little girl, it's not too late to admit defeat now." Yang Pengkun flicked the sparks off his longsword, making the crimson spirit patterns wrapped around the blade even more dazzling.
Before the words were finished, a fiery red sword light tore through the air.
Si Nansheng's pupils contracted sharply, and he calmly raised the giant hammer to block in front of his chest.
"Boom!" Amidst the violent explosion, flying debris left several bloody scratches on her arm.
The scorching heat ripped off the red ribbon binding her hair, and her long, jet-black hair cascaded down like a waterfall.
Si Nansheng raised her small hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, then looked at Yang Pengkun and suddenly grinned.
This smile startled Yang Pengkun, causing his sword light to pause slightly—Si Nansheng's face, which should have been youthful, now held a coldness that was inconsistent with his age.
"Sister." Nan Qingfeng looked at the bloodstains at the corner of Si Nansheng's mouth with some concern.
“That’s more interesting.” Si Nansheng flipped his hand, and the giant hammer suddenly flew out of his hand, drawing a half-silver arc in the air.
Yang Pengkun instinctively raised his sword to block, but then saw the giant hammer suddenly accelerate and crash down with tremendous force.
The earth trembled with a deafening roar as Yang Pengkun's sword light was shattered completely.
He staggered backward, spiderweb-like cracks appearing on his chest armor. Before he could regain his footing, Si Nansheng pounced on him like a ghost, her slender hand firmly catching the giant hammer that was flying back.
"Again!" Si Nansheng shouted, and the giant hammer, carrying a sharp light, slammed heavily onto the ground.
Spiderweb-like cracks spread rapidly from the two of them, and the stone slab beneath Yang Pengkun's feet shattered with a deafening roar.
He hastily cast a fire shield, but the crimson wall of fire crumbled inch by inch under the crushing weight of the giant hammer.
"Impossible... You're clearly just a Foundation Establishment stage girl, how could you be stronger than me?" Yang Pengkun looked at his hands, which had been cracked open by the shock, with his fiery spiritual energy running rampant within his body.
"Guess!" Si Nansheng chuckled lightly, giving him no chance to catch his breath, and swung his hammer continuously, each strike carrying the force of a landslide.
After only a few moments, Yang Pengkun's flame shield completely dissipated, and the giant hammer slammed heavily onto his shoulder, the sound of bones shattering mixed with screams suddenly ringing out.
Nan Qingfeng swallowed hard. His sister was really ruthless. After this, it would probably take at least ten days to half a month for this guy named Yang Pengkun to get out of bed.
Si Nansheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at Yang Pengkun who was slumped on the ground, and finally showed the expression of a child: "Senior Brother Yang, you are too kind!"
"You..." Yang Pengkun tried to get up, but the bones in his shoulder were already broken. He tried, but failed and could only lie on the ground again.
"Next, it's your turn." Si Nansheng turned to look at Liu Xuewei, who knew she couldn't escape a beating.
But she was unwilling to give up and turned to leave, but before she could run away, Mo Lie stood in front of her.
Nan Qingfeng saw Mo Lie suddenly appear at the door and looked around in confusion. Where was Mo Lie?
This speed... it seems that the people from the Four Gods Sect are all quite extraordinary.
"My junior sister hasn't said you can leave yet, what are you trying to do?" Mo Yu looked at Liu Xuewei with schadenfreude. Liu Xuewei turned her head and took a step back.
"Si Nansheng, if you dare to hit me, Master will not let you off." Liu Xuewei was clearly afraid, but she still didn't forget to warn Si Nansheng.
"Heh~ Even when I didn't touch you, he didn't let me go either, did he?" Si Nansheng said with a smile.
"I……"
“I know you enjoy making up stories to accuse me. In the past, I did nothing, but today, I'm thinking of doing something.”
Si Nansheng slowly approached Liu Xuewei. Liu Xuewei was so frightened that she wanted to run away, but she was surrounded by people from the Four Gods Sect and had nowhere to escape!
Si Nansheng rushed over, and Liu Xuewei hurriedly conjured an ice and snow shield to protect herself, but the shield shattered instantly under Si Nansheng's punch.
"How is this possible..." Liu Xuewei stared in horror at Si Nansheng's fist getting closer and closer.
She had clearly absorbed the luck of many people and improved her skills a lot, so why was she still trampled underfoot by Si Nansheng?
Si Nansheng's fist struck Liu Xuewei's face. Liu Xuewei dodged to the side, but Si Nansheng's body moved with lightning speed to block her side, and he kicked out.
Perhaps because Si Nansheng was too fast, Liu Xuewei couldn't dodge at all and could only passively take the hits!
"You wicked child!" Just as Liu Xuewei was being beaten black and blue by Si Nansheng, a sharp shout carrying a powerful aura came, and Si Nansheng's small body was sent flying.
"Little junior sister!"
"Miss!" Shao Yu rushed over and caught Si Nansheng as he flew away.
"Cough cough!" The injuries Tianfa had suffered had not yet healed, and being blasted away by this pressure caused Si Nansheng to spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Master~" Liu Xuewei looked up and saw Feng Zeyan gracefully descending from the sky, and immediately called out in a wronged tone.
"Weiwei, are you alright?" Feng Zeyan helped Liu Xuewei up, looking at the injuries on her face with great heartache.
"Master, don't blame Nan Sheng. She's probably still upset that I stole your attention." Liu Xuewei nestled weakly in Feng Zeyan's arms. Feng Zeyan looked up at Si Nan Sheng, his eyes flashing with a cold, sinister light.
"Sect Leader Feng's gaze is so scary. Is he trying to avenge his disciple by bullying the weak?" Si Nansheng stepped out of Shao Yu's arms, clutching her chest as she looked at Feng Zeyan.
"You wicked child, you have betrayed your master and ancestors! I am your master!" Feng Zeyan angrily pointed at Si Nansheng.
"Wrong, I did not betray my master. You were my master a long time ago. I am no longer your disciple. I am the closed-door disciple of Li Tianhen, the sect master of the Four Gods Sect."
"Please, Sect Leader Feng, don't refer to me as your disciple anymore. Being your disciple is a dark chapter in my history."
Si Nansheng looked at Feng Zeyan with a half-smile. Feng Zeyan was stunned. Si Nansheng seemed to be very different from when she was in the Holy Heaven Sect.
Previously, Si Nansheng never dared to speak to him in this tone, and she was always very careful when facing him.
Now, not only does he deny their past relationship in front of everyone, but he also says that being his apprentice is a dark history.