Chapter 47: Magic Silver Hand vs. Luo Smoke Step

"Magic Silver Hand."

These three words were slowly spat out from Doctor Mo's mouth. This low voice seemed to be transmitted leisurely from outside the sky, carrying incredible magic, making Han Li also pause and stop his steps forward.

As soon as the words fell, Doctor Mo suddenly erupted. A sky-high evil spirit, this momentum was like a violent storm, blowing larger and larger, and kept spreading toward the surroundings, filling the entire small house.

And Han Li, who was walking over, was hit head-on by this sudden violent momentum, forced to retreat several steps in a row before he could stabilize his figure and stand firm.

Han Li's expression couldn't help but change greatly, and he was shocked in his heart, knowing that the other was probably bringing out his true ultimate move to deal with him. It seemed that the sword just now had stimulated him quite a bit.

"Hehe! Kid, to be able to witness the old man's famous stunt, Magic Silver Hand, you can be considered lucky for three lifetimes."

Doctor Mo's deafening, arrogant voice buzzed in Han Li's ears, but fortunately, it didn't contain internal power, so the influence wasn't great. It seemed that the other disdained to use the failed method again to deal with him, which made him feel a bit relieved.

However, hearing Doctor Mo arrogantly mention the name "Magic Silver Hand" twice in a row made Han Li also look at the other's hands.

This look made Han Li's eyes full of shock, and his tightly closed lips couldn't help but open slightly.

Only to see Doctor Mo's hands, from the elbows up, the originally withered arms suddenly expanded as if filled with air, more than a circle larger than before. What was even more surprising was that the originally sallow skin now turned silver-white, reflecting a cold metallic luster under the sunlight, seemingly indestructible, as if truly forged from real silver.

"Is this Doctor Mo's true strength?"

Seeing this, Han Li's heart sank, and the single hand holding the sword hilt couldn't help but sweat quite a bit, making his palm damp. After all, he had little experience in fighting with others. Just by the other's great change in momentum and the evil strangeness of his hands, he felt that even breathing became heavy.

However, on the surface, Han Li still maintained a nonchalant appearance. His calm face didn't reveal any guilty conscience, seemingly turning a blind eye to Doctor Mo's arrogant look.

Doctor Mo was a bit unhappy. Although he had already looked at Han Li with new eyes, he still felt that using his ultimate move on a teenager was truly using a sledgehammer to crack a nut, a feeling of killing a chicken with a butcher's knife. Therefore, he hoped more to see Han Li scared out of his wits and at a loss, which would be worthy of his display of power.

"Do you know that this expression of yours makes me very annoyed? A little brat who still smells of milk, yet pretends to be composed and in control of everything all day long." Doctor Mo said coldly, not concealing his hatred for Han Li at all.

"Oh, is that so? Being able to make Doctor Mo feel annoyed is my honor. I think in the future, I will definitely continue to carry forward this advantage." Han Li also stopped being silent, using sarcastic words to fight back, hoping to make the other reveal some flaws from his words.

However, it was clear that Han Li's attempt didn't succeed. Doctor Mo didn't continue to speak but clapped his hands together with a "thump," making a metallic friction noise, making one's heart unable to be at peace.

Afterward, his figure swayed, and he was already in mid-air, waving his silver giant palms, turning his whole person into a violent wind, rushing straight toward Han Li with the momentum of Mount Tai pressing down.

It seemed he didn't intend to drag it out anymore, but wanted to rely on his divine Kung Fu to take Han Li down in one fell swoop.

Han Li's expression also became solemn, focusing all his attention on the other's momentum. Seeing that the other had already leaped above his head, he raised his short sword and stabbed straight at the other's vital point—the throat.

Seeing Han Li so arrogant, not avoiding his strong offensive, Doctor Mo couldn't help but be happy, sneering: "Go to hell!" Then, he split one of his silver hands to grab Han Li's short sword nakedly, and the other hand aimed at the shoulder, slashing down fiercely.

However, this palm strike toward Han Li's shoulder looked aggressive, but it only used half of his power, which was completely inconsistent with the harsh words he had released, as if he was afraid of seriously injuring Han Li, not knowing what mystery was hidden in it.

Han Li naturally didn't know the truth, but even if he knew, he wouldn't use his flesh and blood to test the hardness of the other's palm. He just flicked his wrist holding the sword, and the short sword in his hand was suddenly danced into a silver ball the size of a cart wheel, protecting his upper body.

Doctor Mo revealed a mocking look, but the momentum of his two palms didn't change, forcibly rushing into the sword light without any intention of avoiding it.

With a crisp "clank," Han Li's short sword slashed onto the silver giant palm, splashing a few sparks, not only failing to hurt the other's skin but also being rebounded high.

Doctor Mo took this opportunity to flip his palm, extended a finger, and lightly flicked it on the sword blade that was too late to retract. Han Li felt his tiger's mouth heat up, and the object in his hand flew away with a "whoosh," without any intention of lingering, deeply piercing into the wall.

The other silver hand following closely behind also suddenly changed from a palm to a claw, grabbing toward Han Li's shoulder blade, wanting to seal his ability to act and capture Han Li alive.

Seeing the situation turn sharply, already trapped in a dangerous situation, Han Li didn't reveal any panic. His shoulder swayed slightly, and his whole person became blurry, actually turning into a wisp of light smoke under Doctor Mo's eyes, rushing straight forward.

Seeing this ghostly body technique, Doctor Mo was also quite surprised, but he used the momentum of falling to turn his hands into a thick silver screen, covering all the light smoke underneath, without any intention of letting Han Li leave.

But this smoke was truly weird. It suddenly turned around, and with an unimaginable, eerie angle, alive and kicking, it seeped out from under the silver screen, then made a sharp turn, rushed to the corner of the room on Doctor Mo's left, and stopped, gradually becoming clear, revealing Han Li's original appearance.

===== CHAPTER 48 =====