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   Chapter 337 Look Out For Yourselves (Part Two)

Apotheosis By En Ci Jie Tuo Characters: 10238

Updated: 2019-05-27 00:40

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ISBN: 978-1072104735

Frightened, trying not to move a muscle, he shifted his gaze towards Zen, who looked rather cold. He saw nothing on his face but heard him snorting. Immediately after that, Zen pulled his sword back. Except for the fact that the sword had injured his arm, not a single wound had been made on his body by Zen. He was completely intact elsewhere. The Streamer Sword had been fairly sharp but even so, when Zen pulled it back from Jerrison's skin, no blood dripped off. Even the wound left on Jerrison's arm was remarkably small. It wasn't until after a long while that a few drops of blood trickled.

It was mere a minor injury for a nature creature. Initially, Jerrison had thought that his death at the hands of Zen was certain. After all, who would have spared one's enemy in such a situation? But it was totally beyond his expectations that Zen would pull his punches. Jerrison was completely confused about why Zen had let him off the hook.

After Zen took his Streamer Sword back, he turned around and made another move with his sword. "Chop upwards."

At that very moment, Merk's machete was shining with an intense light; a light which felt gloomy and terrifying despite its radiance.


The bright silver light on Zen's Streamer Sword, which looked like a streak of meteors, was passing over the sky, interlaced with the light on Merk's machete. At the moment that the two lights converged, the wails and the howls became more sonorous than before. Immediately, a black shadow of a skull head started floating around the light of Merk's machete. Its mouth was wide open, and with its fangs showing, it was staring ferociously at Zen, as if it had sworn to mangle him.

But the light on Zen's Streamer Sword was extremely intense. It was interlaced and fused only for a short while and soon enough, the dazzling light that Merk's machete had emitted was shattered into infinite small fragments like confetti by Zen's radiance.

After the light of Merk's machete collapsed into fragments, it scattered away in all directions. Due to its effects, the ground around them which had been originally flat suddenly got full of bumps.

With the Streamer Sword swinging arbitrarily in his hand, Zen approached Merk step by step.

Merk's face was betraying his flustered emotions now.

Just now, he had adopted his best striking technique. In applying this technique, the "ghostlike wails and wolf-like howls" were emanated to threaten and scare his opponent, which would render him less likely to defend himself. Apart from this outstanding technique, he had also made the ghostly machete all by himself. When he used his refinement methods in combination with this ghostly machete, Merk was capable of even challenging others with higher levels of cultivation.

And perhaps Merk was not as good as Jerrison at refining weapons, but his fighting capacity was still absolutely recognizable among weapon refiners.

Nevertheless, just now, Zen had merely swung his sword once by his most fundamental swordsmanship but the power that he

uel," Merk remarked. He was picking up his ghostly machete from the ground. He hadn't recovered from the battles panic until now and it could be heard in his voice.

"You are wrong. It's wrong to say that all young people are cruel," Jerrison responded while shaking his head in disagreement. Except for the fact that he lagged behind Merk in terms of fighting capacity, he was much better than Merk in regards to his knowledge, experience and foresight. After some further thought for organizing his words, he continued, "Today's young people are still as cruel as before. But now, another cruel man has joined our Cloud Sect."

Zen had the strength and the capability to challenge Merk and Jerrison, both of whom had reached the seventh grade of nature level. Furthermore, he had defeated the two of them with ease and carelessness. His strength was such that they even saw his attacks coming. What was more unbelievable was the fact that Zen was capable of condensing and refining fairy weapons. So far, perhaps not a single figure like Zen had ever been seen in the Cloud Sect since its establishment.

"Hmm, what if he is cruel? He is just an outer disciple. I will surely play some tricks on him if I get a chance!" Merk swore in an angry, grudging tone.

However, Jerrison shook his head, sneered and responded, "Play tricks on him? You? Hehehe, Merk. I don't mean to blame you, but I have to say that you were defeated rather badly by him just now. Zen just didn't want to haggle with us. But do you still plan to play some tricks on him? If so, I think you will gain nothing but seek death!"

Merk was still unwilling to submit, but he spoke in a lower and lower tone. Like Jerrison, he also understood that men like Zen were sure to make some outstanding achievements one day. He should be grateful since Zen had not been so serious with him. After clearing his throat, he responded, "I was just complaining. However shrewd that guy is, he is not a clairaudient, so is it possible for him to hear what I have said about him?"

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