bullyxtreme Chapter 407 Fu Rong's Reluctance and Struggle
Chapter 407 Fu Rong's Reluctance and Struggle
"You..." Fu Rong's face turned pale and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Su Chen's hand rested lightly on her shoulder.
But it was like a mountain pressing down on her, making her unable to even move a finger.
An overwhelming force flowed through Su Chen's palm and into her limbs and bones, instantly blocking the flow of all Qi in her body.
A huge wave rose in Fu Rong's heart. This feeling... was too terrible!
She prides herself on her swordsmanship, and is considered one of the best among the younger generation.
But facing Su Chen, she didn't even have the slightest room to resist.
This absolute gap in strength made her feel deeply powerless.
"Let...go..." Fu Rong clenched her teeth and squeezed out a few words.
She tried desperately to mobilize the Qi in her body and break through Su Chen's suppression.
But, it’s useless.
Su Chen's power was like a bottomless abyss. No matter how she struggled, she could not shake it in the slightest.
"I told you, you're too weak."
Su Chen's voice was calm without a trace of ripples, as if he was stating a very simple fact.
Cold sweat oozed from Fu Rong's forehead. She stared at Su Chen, her eyes filled with unwillingness and anger.
"what on earth do you want?"
Fu Rong's voice was trembling slightly.
Su Chen did not answer, but increased the strength in his hands.
"Uh..." Fu Rong groaned, her face becoming even paler.
She felt that her bones were about to be crushed by Su Chen.
"What do you want?" Su Chen finally spoke in a low voice with a hint of amusement, "Didn't you ask me to pay with my life just now?"
Fu Rong's breathing paused. She didn't expect Su Chen to bring up the past again.
"I..." Fu Rong opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.
"Now, I'll give you a chance." Su Chen said slowly.
"Tell me where Ma Xianhong is."
"Ma Xianhong?" Fu Rong was stunned, then reacted.
"You...you are here for Ma Xianhong?"
Su Chen didn't answer, but just looked at her quietly.
Fu Rong struggled in her heart. She knew that if she said it, it would be tantamount to betraying Ma Xianhong.
But if you don’t say...
Fu Rong glanced at Su Chen's hand on her shoulder. That hand seemed to contain infinite power and could crush her at any time.
"I... don't know." Fu Rong said gritting her teeth.
"I don't know?" Su Chen raised his eyebrows slightly.
"You are one of the twelve supreme aptitudes, how could you not know where Ma Xianhong is?"
"I really do not know."
Fu Rong's voice was filled with a hint of pleading.
"Although I am a twelfth-level person, Ma Xianhong is cautious in his actions. Only a few people know his whereabouts."
Su Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. He could feel that Fu Rong was not lying.
"Okay, let's change the question." Su Chen said slowly.
"Where is the self-cultivation furnace?"
"Self-cultivation furnace?" Fu Rong's face changed.
"Why...why are you asking this?"
"Don't worry about this." Su Chen said calmly.
"You just need to answer my questions."
"I..." Fu Rong hesitated.
The Self-cultivation Furnace is Ma Xianhong’s most important magic weapon and the foundation of Biyou Village.
If the self-cultivation furnace fell into Su Chen's hands, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"It seems that you are not going to tell it."
Su Chen's eyes turned cold and the strength in his hands increased again.
"what!"
Fu Rong screamed and her body shook violently.
She felt as if her shoulder was about to be crushed and was in excruciating pain.
"I...I said..."
Fu Rong finally couldn't hold on any longer and said in a trembling voice,
"The self-cultivation furnace... is..."
"Where?" Su Chen asked.
"exist……"
Fu Rong was about to tell the location when suddenly, she flipped her hands and a Qi sword condensed in her hands!
"exist……"
Fu Rong's voice suddenly stopped, as if an invisible hand had strangled her throat.
The hand that was originally resting lightly on her shoulder now locked tightly around her scapula like an iron clamp.
can not say!
The self-cultivation furnace is the foundation of the village and must not fall into this person's hands!
Even if it costs my life, I must stop him!
There was a flash of determination and a hint of madness in Fu Rong's eyes.
The Qi in the body surged wildly.
At the critical moment, she suddenly turned her wrist.
A crystal clear cold light blooms at the fingertips.
It was a Qi sword, condensed from the pure Qi in her body, emitting a compelling chill.
The sword is slender but extremely sharp.
"laugh!"
The sound of breaking through the air was sharp and piercing.
Fu Rong swung the Qi sword without hesitation, stabbing at Su Chen's throat with lightning speed.
This sword put all her strength and determination into it.
fast!
quasi!
ruthless!
The air seemed to be torn apart by the sharp sword energy, making a slight "hissing" sound.
The sword has not yet arrived, but the coldness is already approaching.
Su Chen's pupils contracted slightly.
He didn't expect that this seemingly weak woman could be so decisive and ruthless.
At this critical moment of life and death, such a fierce counterattack can be launched.
But, it was just surprise.
There was no trace of panic on Su Chen's face.
He didn't even make a move to dodge.
He just stood there quietly, as if the fatal sword in front of him didn't exist at all.
"Ding!"
A crisp sound of metal collision echoed in the silent air.
Sparks flew everywhere.
Fu Rong's Qi sword accurately pierced Su Chen's throat.
However, the expected blood splatter did not occur.
The tip of the sword stopped less than an inch away from Su Chen's skin and could no longer move forward.
It was as if there was an invisible barrier blocking the fatal blow.
Fu Rong's eyes widened instantly, filled with disbelief.
She couldn't believe that even with her full strength attack, she couldn't even pierce Su Chen's skin.
How can this be?
"I told you, you're too weak."
Su Chen's voice was still calm, without a trace of ripples.
It was as if the thrilling scene just now was not worth mentioning to him at all.
He slowly raised his head and looked at Fu Rong.
There was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
Fu Rong's heart sank suddenly.
She felt a huge fear overwhelming her like a tide.
In front of this man, she was like an ant, small and powerless.
"you……"
Fu Rong's voice was trembling so badly that she could hardly utter a complete sentence.
"Do you want to continue?"
Su Chen asked calmly.
His voice was eerily calm, as if it contained no emotion at all.
But it was this calmness that made Fu Rong feel even more frightened.
She knew that the gap between herself and Su Chen was as huge as heaven and earth.
If we continue to fight, we will only bring humiliation upon ourselves.
"I……"
Fu Rong opened her mouth and wanted to say something.
But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.
What else could she say?
Give up?
She is not reconciled.
But what else can I do if I don’t admit defeat?
Continue the attack?
That is just like trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm, which is just seeking death.
Fu Rong's heart is full of struggles and contradictions.
She held the Qi sword tightly, and sweat was already oozing out of her palms.
The sword body was also shaking slightly, making a slight "buzzing" sound.