I Can Transfer the Side Effects of Evil Skills-Chapter 147 - 131: You Only Have Three Breaths Left to Live

It was rare for a fight to last hundreds of rounds without a clear winner.

After a suffocating wait, it was Deng Guangxin who finally struck first, smashing a fist down toward Zou Feng’s head.

After all, his Rotating Wheel Force had spun to its absolute peak and had to be unleashed.

It looked like a simple downward smash from Deng Guangxin, but black whirlwinds suddenly materialized from all directions, roaring as they lunged at Zou Feng.

In response, Zou Feng’s hands moved in a flurry, causing Poison Fury Fire Lotus Seals to continuously bloom around him and clash with the black whirlwinds.

The hand signs finished in an instant. Then, Zou Feng channeled his Five Poison Palm to meet Deng Guangxin’s fist head-on, while his other hand unleashed the Great Universal Hand with a thunderous boom, like a mountain collapsing.

’I chose the Great Universal Hand for two reasons. First, I’ve also been Gathering Strength for a long time. And this Cultivation Skill just recently fused with the Mountain-breaking Palm, so its striking power is considerable.’

’Second, I’ve noticed that the poison gas from the Poison Domain I spread around the area can’t get anywhere near Deng Guangxin.’

’The spinning wheel behind him, while Charging Power, surprisingly has a cleansing effect that keeps blowing away the surrounding poison gas.’

’This means that even if my Five Poison Fire Lotus Palm lands a hit, he could probably use that wheel to detoxify himself quickly.’

’But it doesn’t matter. I’ll just alternate between the Great Universal Hand and the Five Poison Fire Lotus Skill. With my Refined Skill in the Black Tortoise Sea-Suppressing Force supplying a constant stream of Inner Qi, let’s see how long this bastard can hold out!’

Countless blurs of fists and palms intertwined, erupting in a series of terrifying, muffled booms.

As they continued to trade blows head-on, their once-composed expressions gradually contorted into savage snarls.

It was impossible for anyone to maintain their composure amidst such a high-intensity, high-speed exchange.

"RAAAAGH—"

"GRAAAAH—"

Amid their savage roars, the battle reached a fever pitch.

They both began to take hits, no longer able to perfectly neutralize each other’s attacks in a clash of fists and palms.

But even so, despite trading blows, neither man retreated, continuing to meet force with force.

Finally, with one last roar, they shot past one another.

The Gathering Hall fell deathly silent.

After a brief moment of stillness, Zou Feng clutched his chest and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, several vortex-like wounds became visible on his body.

Seeing this, Bian Yixia practically stopped breathing, her heart clenching so tightly it felt as if it might bleed.

As for Deng Guangxin, though he also looked to be in a bad state, he only staggered a few steps before steadying himself.

"Heh heh heh..."

After letting out a sinister cackle, Deng Guangxin slowly turned his head.

The look of certain victory was written all over his face.

"You fool! You dared to clash head-on with me, a master at the Half-Step Gang Qi Realm, and compete in a battle of Inner Qi?!"

"The height of foolishness! You have no idea that once the Six Harmonies Rotating Wheel Force is activated, it produces..."

Before Deng Guangxin could finish his boast, Zou Feng, having caught his breath, turned around and waved a hand, cutting him off. "Don’t waste your breath on that nonsense. You have three breaths left to live. You should use them to say your last words."

Deng Guangxin froze for a moment, then snorted with laughter. "You, you always manage to say the most ridiculous things. You really are amusing..."

Suddenly, Deng Guangxin found he couldn’t move. His entire body was frozen stiff, as if he’d been turned to stone.

"Urk... You... What is..."

Even speaking became difficult as blood began to gush from his mouth and nose.

As Deng Guangxin stared, dumbfounded and in disbelief, Zou Feng drew near again and lightly tapped a finger between his eyebrows. "Time’s up."

"BLURGH—"

The words had barely left his mouth when Deng Guangxin let out a wretched scream. Popping sounds erupted all over his body as he trembled violently, as if being struck by lightning.

If the popping continued, it wouldn’t be long before Deng Guangxin was drained of all his blood, becoming nothing more than an empty sack.

Zou Feng hadn’t forgotten his promise. He immediately shouted a reminder, "Miss, start absorbing! It’ll be too late otherwise!"

Bian Yixia stood stunned for a moment, then, with tears welling in her eyes, she nodded firmly.