Chapter: 1954
His life was on the line.
He couldn�t afford to save face.
The problem was, Pyo-wol�s Soul-Reaping Thread still had a hold on his calf. Even if he wanted to run away and escape, he couldn�t.
Do Yeonsan�s vacant pupils turned towards Pyo-wol.
Pyo-wol knew exactly what his gaze meant.
Pyo-wol nodded and stepped back.�
In response, Do Yeonsan walked over to Zhao Yiguang.�
�Yo-You bastard! Don�t come any closer! Do you want to die?!�
Zhao Yiguang viciously threatened Do Yeonsan.�
However, Do Yeonsan didn�t stop in his approach.�
Zhao Yiguang gathered qi in his arms in hopes of further intimidating Do Yeonsan.
Although his lower body was restrained by Pyo-wol, his arms were still free. And by concentrating internal energy into his arms, his arms would become weapons more fearsome than swords.
In comparison, Do Yeonsan was just an ordinary person who had not learned martial arts. He was also in a weakened state due to the poison, causing his stamina to also be depleted.�
If Zhao Yiguang wanted to, he could twist Do Yeonsan�s neck like a chicken�s, killing him.
Do Yeonsan knew that fact too.�
But even then, he didn�t stop walking toward Zhao Yiguang, staggering as if he would collapse at any moment.
Suddenly, Do Yeonsan bent down and picked up something from the ground.
It was the cylinder containing poison-coated needles.�
Zhao Yiguang�s face instantly turned white. He was well aware of the power of the cylinder after witnessing it harm his subordinates.
Do Yeonsan aimed the cylinder at Zhao Yiguang.
�N-No!�
�Hmngh!�
A strange wheezing sound escaped Do Yeonsan�s mouth, and at the same time, the corners of his mouth twitched.
Do Yeonsan was both laughing and crying.
Pyo-wol could feel Do Yeonsan�s conflicting emotions and seemed to understand them.
At that moment, Do Yeonsan triggered the firing mechanism of the cylinder.�
Phew, phew, phew!
Poison-coated needles shot out of the cylinder and flew towards Zhao Yiguang.
Zhao Yiguang swung his concentrated qi-filled hand to block the needles coming towards his upper body, but the same couldn�t be said for his lower body.�
Since his lower body was still restrained with Pyo-wol�s Soul-Reaping Thread, Zhao Yiguang wasn�t able to defend his lower body in time.� JrNovels.com
He couldn�t afford to save face.
The problem was, Pyo-wol�s Soul-Reaping Thread still had a hold on his calf. Even if he wanted to run away and escape, he couldn�t.
Do Yeonsan�s vacant pupils turned towards Pyo-wol.
Pyo-wol knew exactly what his gaze meant.
Pyo-wol nodded and stepped back.�
In response, Do Yeonsan walked over to Zhao Yiguang.�
�Yo-You bastard! Don�t come any closer! Do you want to die?!�
Zhao Yiguang viciously threatened Do Yeonsan.�
However, Do Yeonsan didn�t stop in his approach.�
Zhao Yiguang gathered qi in his arms in hopes of further intimidating Do Yeonsan.
Although his lower body was restrained by Pyo-wol, his arms were still free. And by concentrating internal energy into his arms, his arms would become weapons more fearsome than swords.
In comparison, Do Yeonsan was just an ordinary person who had not learned martial arts. He was also in a weakened state due to the poison, causing his stamina to also be depleted.�
If Zhao Yiguang wanted to, he could twist Do Yeonsan�s neck like a chicken�s, killing him.
Do Yeonsan knew that fact too.�
But even then, he didn�t stop walking toward Zhao Yiguang, staggering as if he would collapse at any moment.
Suddenly, Do Yeonsan bent down and picked up something from the ground.
It was the cylinder containing poison-coated needles.�
Zhao Yiguang�s face instantly turned white. He was well aware of the power of the cylinder after witnessing it harm his subordinates.
Do Yeonsan aimed the cylinder at Zhao Yiguang.
�N-No!�
�Hmngh!�
A strange wheezing sound escaped Do Yeonsan�s mouth, and at the same time, the corners of his mouth twitched.
Do Yeonsan was both laughing and crying.
Pyo-wol could feel Do Yeonsan�s conflicting emotions and seemed to understand them.
At that moment, Do Yeonsan triggered the firing mechanism of the cylinder.�
Phew, phew, phew!
Poison-coated needles shot out of the cylinder and flew towards Zhao Yiguang.
Zhao Yiguang swung his concentrated qi-filled hand to block the needles coming towards his upper body, but the same couldn�t be said for his lower body.�
Since his lower body was still restrained with Pyo-wol�s Soul-Reaping Thread, Zhao Yiguang wasn�t able to defend his lower body in time.� JrNovels.com
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