“Demon Silver Hand”
The three words were slowly uttered by Doctor Mo. That deep voice, as if drifting from beyond the heavens, carried an unimaginable magic that even Han Li was stunned for a moment, halting his forward steps.
As the words faded, an overwhelming murderous aura erupted from Doctor Mo’s body. This aura was like a violent storm, growing fiercer and spreading incessantly in all directions, filling the entire small room.
Han Li, who had been walking forward, was caught off guard by this sudden, violent momentum and was forced to retreat several steps before steadying himself.
His expression changed dramatically, and a wave of terror washed over him. He knew that his opponent had likely brought out his true trump card to deal with him. It seemed that the impact from that earlier sword strike had been significant.
“Heh heh! Kid, consider yourself fortunate to witness my renowned technique, the Demon Silver Hand.”
Doctor Mo’s deafening, arrogant voice buzzed in Han Li’s ears. Fortunately, it contained no internal energy, so the impact was minimal. It appeared Doctor Mo disdained using a failed tactic against him again, which put Han Li somewhat at ease.
However, hearing Doctor Mo proudly mention “Demon Silver Hand” twice in a row piqued Han Li’s curiosity, and he couldn’t help but glance at the other’s hands. What he saw filled his eyes with shock, and his tightly closed lips slightly parted involuntarily.
Doctor Mo’s hands, from the elbows up, had suddenly swollen as if pumped full of air, becoming more than twice their original size. Even more astonishing was that his previously dry, yellowish skin had now turned silvery white, reflecting a cold metallic sheen under the sunlight, seemingly indestructible, as if forged from real silver.
“Is this Doctor Mo’s true strength?”
At this sight, Han Li’s heart sank. The hand gripping the sword hilt unconsciously broke out in fine beads of cold sweat, making his palm unbearably damp. After all, he had too little experience in combat. Merely from the drastic change in his opponent’s aura and the sinister transformation of his hands, he felt as though even breathing had become heavier.
Nevertheless, on the surface, Han Li regained his composure. His calm expression showed no trace of timidity, as if he were completely indifferent to Doctor Mo’s arrogance.
Doctor Mo felt somewhat irritated. Although he had begun to view Han Li in a new light, he still felt that using his ultimate skill against a teenager was overkill—like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut. Thus, he had hoped to see Han Li terrified and flustered, which would have justified his display of power.
“Do you know how much I despise that expression of yours? A snot-nosed brat, yet you always act as if you have everything under control and are full of confidence,” Doctor Mo said coldly and sharply, not hiding his disgust for Han Li.
“Oh, really? It’s an honor to disgust you, Elder Mo. I think I’ll continue to nurture this ‘merit’ of mine in the future,” Han Li retorted sarcastically, no longer remaining silent, hoping to provoke some recklessness from his opponent through his words.
However, it was clear that Han Li’s attempt failed. Doctor Mo didn’t continue speaking. Instead, he clapped his hands together with a “bang,” producing a metallic grating noise that unsettled the mind.
Then, with a swift movement, he leaped into the air, brandishing his silver giant palm. His entire body transformed into a gust of wind, descending with the force of Mount Tai pressing down directly toward Han Li.
It seemed he had no intention of dragging things out any longer and planned to rely on his divine skill to capture Han Li in one move.
Han Li’s expression also turned grave. He focused entirely on his opponent’s approach, waiting until Doctor Mo had leaped right above him before raising his short sword and thrusting it toward the vital point—the throat.
Seeing Han Li so audaciously refusing to evade his fierce attack, Doctor Mo felt a surge of delight and sneered, “Go to hell!”
He then used one silver hand to blatantly grab Han Li’s short sword while the other hand chopped fiercely toward Han Li’s shoulder.
However, the palm strike aimed at Han Li’s shoulder, though seemingly ferocious, actually used only half its potential power. It didn’t match the fierce words he had spoken at all. Instead, he seemed afraid of seriously injuring Han Li, leaving one to wonder what subtle trick lay behind this.
Of course, Han Li was unaware of the truth behind this move. But even if he had known, he wouldn’t have tested the hardness of his opponent’s palm with his own flesh. With a slight tremble of his wrist, the short sword in his hand suddenly turned horizontally and was swung into a silver wheel-sized mass, protecting his upper body.
A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Doctor Mo’s mouth, but the trajectory of his palms remained unchanged as they forcefully plunged into the sword light, showing no intention of avoiding it.
With a crisp “clang,” Han Li’s short sword struck the silver giant palm, sparking a few flashes of fire. Not only did it fail to injure his opponent, but it was bounced back with great force.
Seizing the opportunity, Doctor Mo flipped his palm and lightly flicked a finger against the blade before Han Li could retract it. Han Li felt a heat in the fleshy part of his hand between the thumb and index finger, and the sword was sent flying diagonally without the slightest hesitation, embedding itself deeply into the wall.
Immediately after, the other silver hand suddenly changed from a palm to a claw, grabbing toward Han Li’s collarbone, aiming to seal his mobility and capture him alive.
Seeing the situation take a drastic turn for the worse and finding himself in grave danger, Han Li showed no panic. He slightly swayed his shoulders, and his entire body suddenly blurred, transforming into a wisp of light smoke right under Doctor Mo’s eyes, charging straight forward.
Doctor Mo was quite surprised by this ghostly movement technique. But using his descending momentum, he transformed his hands into a thick silver curtain, enveloping the light smoke beneath it, leaving no room for Han Li to escape.
Yet, this smoke was incredibly bizarre. It suddenly swirled around and, from an unimaginably eerie angle, managed to seep out from under the silver curtain. Then, with a sharp turn, it rushed to the left corner of the room before stopping and gradually clearing to reveal Han Li’s true form.
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