Seeing Wang Yan's calm expression, Snake Soul was startled, thinking: How can this kid be so calm? Does he have full confidence in victory?
But then, Snake Soul reconsidered: He must not know I've broken through to Demon Master, and still thinks I'm only at the Demon Warrior level, hmph, I'll show you arrogance!
Thinking this, Snake Soul added strength to his palm and grasped at Wang Yan with all his might. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ ɴovᴇl(ꜰ)ir(e).nᴇt
Just as his fingertips were about to stab Wang Yan's body, he suddenly felt a tightness in his arm, unable to advance even a fraction further.
He watched helplessly as his fingernails froze an inch before Wang Yan's forehead, unable to move forward at all.
Snake Soul was startled and quickly looked towards his own arms.
To see his arms densely pierced with dozens of silver needles, lined up almost in a row, trembling on his arm.
It was these silver needles that made Snake Soul's arms stiff, completely uncontrollable.
"What is this?" Snake Soul couldn't help but exclaim.
"Hmph, don't understand acupuncture, two good arms made like they have no bones, that's a disease, needs treatment!"
Hearing Wang Yan's words, Snake Soul was furious, having comprehended the technique of boneless arms after breaking through to Soul Master, yet Wang Yan called it a disease.
Snake Soul roared, shook his arms fiercely, muscles bulged, and the silver needles trembled a few times, instantly being squeezed out from the arm, all falling to the ground.
With the fall of these silver needles, Snake Soul's arms returned to normal.
However, this time Snake Soul was really angered, his arms were already close to Wang Yan, and now with a roar, his originally three-inch long sharp nails grew longer, and his arms swiped downwards again, aiming at Wang Yan's forehead.
While attacking, Snake Soul kept an eye on Wang Yan's hands.
The silver needle attack earlier made Snake Soul wary, so he kept a close watch on Wang Yan's hands, ready to guard against another silver needle attack.
But surprisingly, Wang Yan's hands didn't move at all, simply standing there, as if completely unconcerned about the fingernails approaching him.
Facing Wang Yan, this opponent, Snake Soul was troubled, seeing Wang Yan's hands unmoving, instead of reassurance, his heart grew more agitated.
Because he knew that Wang Yan couldn't possibly allow this attack.
As Snake Soul was contemplating, he suddenly felt pain below, followed by a faint cracking sound.
Looking down, Snake Soul saw Wang Yan's right foot kicked between his legs, the cracking sound emanated from there.
Though faint, this sound chilled Snake Soul's heart, knowing that his manhood symbol had been shattered.
A piercing pain, like lightning, surged through Snake Soul's entire body. Cold sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.
Snake Soul cried out in pain, bending over, clutching his groin, body hunched.
Then he heard Wang Yan's cold voice say, "Kidnapping innocents, harvesting Yang to supplement Yin, heinous crimes, stripping you of your weapon as a stern warning."
"A stern warning? A stern warning?!"
Hearing Wang Yan's last four words, Snake Soul was nearly mad, a tool gone and yet a stern warning? How could there be a next time?
A surge of anger shot into Snake Soul's head, eyes turning blood-red, becoming crazy, temporarily masking the pain in his legs.
Snake Soul roared, arms opened, lunging towards Wang Yan: "I will kill you--"
Snake Soul's voice was piercingly shrill, carrying a gender-neutral, Yin and Yang tone.
As Snake Soul lifted his head and opened his arms, a huge fist appeared before him, growing larger, filling his entire view.
A loud "bang" sounded, Snake Soul felt a darkness before him, body flying back like a rag doll, "thud" landing on the ground, sliding far off, crashing into the side wall of the villa, stopping only then.
Furious, Snake Soul, body barely stopped, leapt up, shouting: "I will kill you--"
This scream, even sharper, more blended Yin and Yang.
But as Snake Soul's body rose, he heard Wang Yan's cold words: "Always that line, change the script."
Before he could finish, Snake Soul saw before him a shoe sole growing larger, filling his view.
Another "bang" sounded, Snake Soul felt another blackout, body flying back again, crashing into the villa's side wall, forming a hole, Snake Soul flew into the villa.
Snake Soul's back knocked over three tables, four sofa sets, breaking through three walls, finally stopping at the corner.
Even if Snake Soul had broken through to Soul Master, this punch and back collision, made his internal organs feel shifted, with intense pain, and coupled with the fiery pain in his groin, Snake Soul was left with half health.
Despite this, Snake Soul remained alert, afraid Wang Yan would chase him, so he rolled several meters, finally raising his head cautiously, watching behind.
But looking behind, Snake Soul was taken aback, for there was no Wang Yan following.
As Snake Soul was stunned, a voice rang on his left: "Are you looking for me?"
Hearing the voice, Snake Soul instinctively turned, seeing Wang Yan's familiar yet fearsome face on his left.
Just as Snake Soul turned, Wang Yan's fist was already swinging, landing before Snake Soul's face.
Another "bang" sounded, Snake Soul was sent flying by Wang Yan again.
As he flew, Wang Yan's voice sounded: "Why not say the previous line, no perseverance, not a man."
Snake Soul rolled away, crashing through three walls, deep into the villa.
With these collisions, seven or eight walls of the entire villa collapsed, the whole three-story villa swaying, suddenly collapsing with a roar.
As the villa collapsed, Wang Yan retreated several meters, flashed outside the villa.
Debris soared into the air from the collapsing villa, dust scattered everywhere.
Wang Yan waved away the dust, face coldly watching the ruins the villa had become.
At this moment, a silhouette burst from the debris and broken tiles, soaring into the sky, accompanied by a gender-neutral voice slicing the air: "Wang Yan, I will make you pay, Soul-Pattern-Manifest--"