Chapter 1251: Zhang Xuan Imparts an Ultimate Technique (2)
Translator: StarveCleric Editor: StarveCleric
Zhao Xingmo was fuming inside. However, no matter how angry he was, there was no way he could take that kick head on. Thus, he quickly sidestepped to avoid it.
It was not that he was afraid that he would be crippled by that kick but because of how humiliating it would be if he were to be kicked there!
Huala!
However, as soon as Zhao Xingmo fled to the side, Zhang Jiuxiao's fingers immediately shot for his armpit. It turned out that the attack toward his crotch was only a feint—the young man's real goal was this!
"To deduce the movement technique I would use in reaction to your kick and assault my armpit, where one of the mingmens of my movement technique is located..." Zhao Xingmo narrowed his eyes in disbelief.
The other party's finger was accurately aimed at the point where the greatest mingmen of his movement technique was located! If he were to be struck, his entire body would be numbed, resulting in a complete loss in his fighting prowess!
It was too much of a coincidence to think that the other party had found his mingmen by sheer luck in the middle of a battle. Rather, it was more likely that the other party had predicted this right from the start.
At this point, Zhao Xingmo suddenly realized that he had been dragged into Zhang Jiuxiao's pace from the very first strike... The young man's combat sense was really a little way too strong!
"Such a cunning fellow! He has been using psychological warfare against me even before the start of the battle..."
With his sharp eye of discernment as a Saint 6-dan master teacher, it didn't take Zhao Xingmo too long to see through the crux of the matter.
Prior to the battle, Pavilion Master Wu had casually mentioned that Song shi had his manhood crippled, and this had effectively planted a subconscious notion in his mind. As a result, when Zhang Jiuxiao angled his attack between his crotch, he instinctively moved to avoid the attack, not doubting that it might be a feint at all due to the planted subconscious notion.
To think that he had already lost in the psychological warfare prior to the battle...
Impressive!
"If it had been any other ordinary Primordial Spirit realm cultivator, he would have been cornered with this blow. Without expending at least ten moves, it would be impossible to resolve the situation and turn the tables around. Unfortunately for you, your opponent is me!"
Zhao Xingmo twisted his body to avoid Zhang Jiuxiao's finger jab. At the same time, he raised his hand and jabbed his finger toward the latter as well.
Finger against finger, Zhao Xingmo was intending to use his superior strength and comprehension of battle technique to forcefully overpower Zhang Jiuxiao, and through doing so, he would be able to regain to turn the tides of the battle back to his side.
Even though their cultivation were both at Primordial Spirit realm intermediate stage, it was apparent that the might of Zhao Xingmo's finger jab was far stronger than Zhang Jiuxiao's. Even before the finger arrived, the air was already groaning under the immense pressure, and vaguely, the sound of a storm could be heard.
In face of the might of Zhao Xingmo's finger jab, Zhang Jiuxiao was visibly flustered. Knowing that he couldn't face such an attack face on, he hurriedly retracted his finger. But perhaps because he was too anxious, his body ended up tilting to the side, placing his head in the trajectory of Zhao Xingmo's finger jab.
