Chapter 603

He hadn't expected Luo En to unleash such strength.

"This power is quite impressive, but it's still not enough to kill me."

Luo En's broken blade was nearly at the Cursed One's face, yet the Cursed One made no move.

Luo En was stunned; the Cursed One's attitude filled him with deep unease.

During previous battles, Luo En had already sensed the Cursed One's terrifying strength exceeded his imagination.

Yet he believed he might still have a chance to fight.

But now, even after unleashing such immense power, the Cursed One remained utterly casual.

Luo En knew his chance of victory had become extremely slim.

Yet Luo En did not abandon hope.

No matter the outcome, he would fight with all his might.

A muffled thud.

Luo En's broken blade slashed hard against the Cursed One's body.

But it did not pierce the Cursed One's body as he had imagined.

196, The Powerful Cursed One

A counterforce sent Luo En reeling backward several steps; his arm throbbed with numbness.

The opponent's defense was astonishingly strong.

Luo En widened his eyes.

In previous clashes, Luo En had already sensed the Cursed One's power and defense were both extraordinary.

With such strength, how could they possibly defeat the opponent?

The Cursed One smiled at Luo En.

"Among your generation, your strength is quite impressive."

"It's a pity you met me."

"If you had sought out more Cursed Ones to train with beforehand, perhaps you might still have had a chance to defeat me."

"But now, it's clear you've lost that opportunity."

Luo En's hand holding the broken blade trembled uncontrollably.

He could feel the counterforce nearly wrenching the blade from his grip.

Such terrifying power, Luo En muttered silently to himself.

He gripped the short blade tightly, yet felt his arm growing weak and numb.

Yet even facing such a terrifying opponent, he felt no fear whatsoever.

He knew that the stronger the opponent, the more it could bring out his potential.

No matter who he fought, he would fight until his final moment.

Luo En said.

"Though you're strong, the final victor hasn't been decided yet."

Before his words faded, he gripped the broken blade again and charged forward with all his might.

Luo En was no fool; he knew exactly how to defeat the opponent.

In previous clashes, Luo En had been studying the opponent's weaknesses.

Though the opponent had defeated him with just a few simple moves.

Yet during those exchanges, Luo En noticed the opponent unconsciously clutching his lower abdomen.

Luo En secretly guessed this spot might be the opponent's most critical vulnerability.

But the opponent's defense was impenetrable; breaking through it clearly wouldn't be easy.

Yet Luo En devised a plan.

He knew the opponent now looked down on him — this was his only chance.

So when Luo En charged again, he poured every ounce of strength into it.

The opponent watched, chuckling.

"You still haven't learned, attacking like this."

"It's impossible to hurt me."

With that, he waved his hand — a massive force suddenly surged toward Luo En.

If Luo En, moving at this speed, was struck by the Cursed One's attack, he would suffer grave injuries.

Yet Luo En seemed to pay it no mind.

As he charged, his eyes locked firmly on the upper part of the Cursed One, aiming to confuse the Cursed One's thinking.

The Cursed One likely didn't know Luo En had already targeted his lower abdomen.

The Cursed One saw Luo En charging forward without hesitation.

He thought Luo En was merely a reckless fool who only knew how to rush in blindly.

Not worth mentioning.

And under this attack, Luo En would surely be crushed to the ground.

Then he would be like a lamb awaiting slaughter, completely at his mercy.

Yet unexpectedly, just before colliding with the attack, Luo En suddenly twisted his body.

Then he swiftly dove downward in another direction.

This shocked the Cursed One.

At the moment his power was spent, he had forcibly twisted his body.

Even within a curse's thoughts, this method was extremely rare.

He hadn't expected Luo En to use such a method; the next instant, Luo En was already near his lower abdomen.

The curse's expression changed drastically—he hadn't anticipated that Luo En had already discovered his weakness.

This guy was no ordinary opponent; the curse knew he had underestimated Luo En this time.

He quickly crouched down, trying to evade Luo En's attack.

But Luo En had already anticipated the curse's reaction.

As he crouched, Luo En had silently appeared beside him.

The curse was secretly startled—his opponent's speed seemed faster than before.

He hadn't realized Luo En had been concealing his strength all along.

In that instant, Luo En had fully unleashed his potential.

He had been pushing himself relentlessly.

When anger came, Luo En felt his power multiply exponentially.

It was precisely this surge of rage that allowed him to shift to the curse's other side in an instant.

Before the curse could react, Luo En's hand had already pressed against the curse's lower abdomen.

The curse felt a surging torrent of cursed energy gushing from Luo En's palm.

His face turned pale—could this really be his end now?

The curse refused to accept it.

But the next instant, his body flew away like a kite with severed strings, crashing heavily to the ground.

Luo En had expended all his cursed energy; though he had wounded the curse, he had not killed him.

The curse slowly rose from the ground, feeling intense pain in his lower abdomen.

That terrifying cursed energy was destroying his life force.

But soon, he calmed that cursed energy.

He gazed coldly at Luo En.

"I never expected you could hurt me—that was beyond my anticipation."

As he spoke, a smile curled at his lips.

"But clearly, you still lack the strength to kill me."

"As long as I live, your death is not far off."

Luo En clenched his fists, and in that moment, he felt overwhelming helplessness.

He had used every ounce of his strength, nearly exhausting all his cursed energy.

Yet he had failed to deliver a fatal blow.