The Watermelon Knife Recognizes Its Master

Although he was at a disadvantage, Tao Wei showed no signs of being on the losing end.

“What a pity, then,” Ren Anhua threw Tao Wei’s own words back at him.

Ren Anhua pressed down on her arm, forcefully twisting it within the spikes.

Tao Wei thought this person was truly insane.

At such a close distance, he clearly saw the horrific sight of flesh being torn from that arm.

Just looking at it made his own hand hurt.

What good did this do her?

Mutilating herself to intimidate the enemy?

And then, he experienced it.

It was indeed intimidating.

He was sent flying by the shock.

The explosion of the biomass bomb directly caused his brain to go blank for two seconds.

The biomass bomb used in this way also affected Ren Anhua, but with her innate high-speed recovery, her condition was obviously much better than Tao Wei’s.

“Cough—pfft!” Tao Wei blinked, but felt a layer of irremovable static in front of him, like floaters drifting before his eyes.

He touched his nose and his hand came away covered in blood, but he could no longer tell if it was his or Ren Anhua’s.

If the nail net hadn’t provided some cushioning, he had no doubt that such an explosion would have directly knocked him out.

In fact, he had been knocked out for two seconds.

Thankfully, his military training allowed him to recover quickly.

‘This is a healing ability?’

Tao Wei was beginning to doubt his life.

Where did such a bloody and violent healing ability come from?

If the biomass bomb didn’t need to be charged beforehand to be detonated, Ren Anhua could have made Tao Wei, who was covered in splattered flesh, enjoy another point-blank explosion.

But there was nothing to be done.

After all, this kid was like a turtle shell.

Just making contact with him was difficult enough.

Charging the flesh on his body for another explosion was less effective than just punching him.

Ren Anhua also noticed the drawbacks of her ability.

Whether it was Aberrant Healing or the internal explosion of Dripping Blood, they both required contact with the opponent or inflicting a wound to be effective.

The only one that could cause external physical damage was the biomass bomb, but its explosion did not distinguish between friend and foe.

Of course, although there were drawbacks, it all depended on how they were used.

A reasonable battle plan could compensate for the disadvantages.

Ren Anhua checked her current position.

She felt it was about time.

Seeing Ren Anhua charging over again, a wave of despair washed over Tao Wei.

The pressure from Ren Anhua was too strong; he had no idea what trump card she would pull out next.

Her mangled right arm was rapidly healing back to its perfect state under high-speed recovery.

She was an immortal enemy who remained in perfect condition throughout the fight, which made Tao Wei feel even more exhausted.

After several dull thuds, Tao Wei felt he couldn’t hold on much longer.

He had retreated to the side of a giant tree.

Every one of Ren Anhua’s attacks would knock him back a considerable distance.

He felt like a billiard ball, and Ren Anhua was the cue stick, hitting him wherever she pleased.

However, just as she was one blow away from defeating Tao Wei, Ren Anhua stopped.

Under Tao Wei’s bewildered gaze, Ren Anhua turned and left almost completely unguarded, as if the thing behind her was not Tao Wei, but an empty space.

“You… pfft… you’re just running away like this? And sparing my life?”

Tao Wei was now not only slurring his words but also spat out a mouthful of bloody foam, looking extremely wretched.

But even so, he still maintained the final decorum of a combatant.

Ren Anhua’s action did not make him feel relaxed, but rather made him feel insulted.

“Rookie, you’re finished,” Ren Anhua said without turning back, her tone relaxed as she uttered words that Tao Wei couldn’t understand.

Suddenly, Tao Wei realized something.

The position where he was standing seemed to be the same spot where the watermelon knife had flown earlier.

Tao Wei’s guess was correct.

The giant tree he was now backing against had a watermelon knife stuck in it.

On the knife, there was blood.

Ren Anhua’s blood.

But at this moment, he didn’t even have time to turn around.

The blood exploded.

The sturdy tree trunk was directly snapped in half by the high-pressure explosion, creating a terrifying directional blast behind Tao Wei.

Flying toward his undefended back were crimson drops of blood, sharp wooden splinters, and… a watermelon knife.

Tao Wei only felt a huge force from behind, and then it seemed as if ten thousand long nails had been driven into his back, and then he knew nothing more.

Ren Anhua was very satisfied with this operation—a true man never looks back at an explosion.

She spread her hands, striking a smooth pose as if she were a champion welcoming the applause of the audience.

Pfft!

“Ugh…”

Ren Anhua looked down and found a watermelon knife suddenly sticking out of her chest.

The style was so familiar that she almost instantly recognized this divine weapon that had been with her for quite some time.

“This knife… is loyal, huh.”

The pink-haired girl, her cool pose failed, turned pale as she reached behind her back, gripped the hilt, and pulled the thing out.

Her lung had been pierced.

It still hurt a lot.

Taking care of one Tao Wei didn’t even take five minutes.

Too weak.

Even her past third-tier self probably wouldn’t have had much trouble dealing with an enemy of this level.

‘As expected, I’m still a big shot,’ Ren Anhua thought to herself.

But even as a big shot, Ren Anhua didn’t want to face the endless stream of military forces.

To prevent being surrounded, she still chose to get in the car and run.

Su City was right in front of them.

As long as they entered this place, the military would have to back off.