She mobilized her internal energy, despite suffering considerable damage.
We also don't want China to be looked down upon by Japan!
"Ice Soul Blooming Palm!"
Liu Hanlu murmured in a low voice, and her fair and delicate palm instantly became covered with a layer of frost.
The temperature dropped sharply.
"Hmm? This move is interesting?"
Yang Feng used his divine sense to survey the entire arena, and naturally noticed the martial arts technique used by Liu Hanlu.
If this martial skill is combined with an ice-attribute spiritual root and ice-attribute cultivation techniques, it will definitely unleash terrifying power.
Unfortunately, Liu Hanlu lacked spiritual roots and ice-attribute cultivation techniques.
If the body also contains a large amount of cold energy, the power of this move may be increased to a higher level.
Yang Feng felt a pang of shame for absorbing a large amount of her cold energy.
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 497 Return to Cloud Manor
Sensing the rapidly surging energy around him, Miyamoto Fuji frowned, then looked at Liu Hanlu, who was attacking again, and shook his head with a smile:
"What's the use? The gap in our strength is already an insurmountable chasm!"
He casually raised his hand, gathered his inner strength into his arm, and met Liu Hanlu's palm with his.
"Bang!"
Miyamoto Fuji's indifferent expression suddenly changed, his eyes fixed on the layer of frost on Liu Hanlu's hand.
The next moment, he felt an extremely cold sensation rushing down his arm.
"ah!"
Miyamoto Fujii staggered back several steps, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace. He realized that he had lost all feeling in his right arm, and a surge of rage welled up inside him.
He hadn't expected this Chinese girl to have such a method.
Indeed, one must be very careful in China!
After using the Ice Soul Blooming Palm, Liu Hanlu's slender body swayed precariously, and her face turned deathly pale.
But she never gave up.
"Well done!"
"Wow, from now on, this girl from the Liu family will be my goddess. She's so cool!"
"Make this Japanese man kneel down!"
The younger generation of martial artists in the audience shouted in unison.
A cold smile appeared on Miyamoto Fuji's face. He began to use his internal energy to unblock his right arm, and then slowly drew the sword from his waist with his left hand, infusing it with internal energy.
"You're quite something, you've successfully provoked me. I'll give you a deal: become my woman, and I'll make things a little easier for you today. Otherwise..."
"Don't blame me for being chivalrous!!"
Hearing this, Liu Hanlu took a few steps back, channeling her inner energy to absorb the remaining medicinal power of the pill, and coldly said:
"You're dreaming!"
"Is that so... then don't blame me!"
Miyamoto Fuji's face was extremely gloomy. He had originally made this request because he saw that the Chinese girl had a cold and beautiful appearance.
Unexpectedly, she refused to yield even unto death!
This time, he was determined to kill!
"Sword Drawing, First Move: Flowing Water!"
With a furious roar, Miyamoto Fujiwara swung his sword down at Liu Hanlu, the sword in his hand flashing with an invisible light.
Clearly, they had gone for the kill.
"Oh no, this is bad! I have to go and save Xiaolu!"
The eldest elder of the Liu family narrowed his eyes. Just as he leaped up, he was suppressed by an extremely powerful pressure.
He was so frightened that he sat down on the floor with a thud, his whole body covered in cold sweat.
"This...this..."
The eldest elder of the Liu family narrowed his eyes to the size of a needle, looking towards the direction from which the oppressive aura was coming—the very spot where the young man in the bamboo hat had just jumped out.
There were two people there, both wearing straw hats, who were clearly Japanese.
However, their strength is frighteningly high.