Chapter 278: Chapter 278

At this moment, Shui Hong’s whole body glowed golden, welcoming Lu Lin’s attack.

Lu Lin snorted coldly.

The Star Power contained within the broken knife accelerated its circulation once more by thirty percent.

The broken knife in his hand did not choose to clash head-on with Shui Hong’s Golden Body; Lu Lin cleverly bypassed Shui Hong’s defense and slashed his shoulder.

So many arms, it looked quite bothersome.

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The broken knife slid into the body smoothly.

As if a hot knife slicing through butter.

One of Shui Hong’s arms was chopped off by Lu Lin almost without any resistance.

Shui Hong cried out in pain.

By then, Principal Li had already arrived from behind.

Principal Li struck down from above, cleaving at the top of Shui Hong’s head.

Shui Hong staggered forward two steps, only then dissipating the force of the blow.

Blood poured from above, streaming down from his forehead, through the corners of his eyes and along his face, looking horrific and ferocious.

"You... you... shall all die!"

Shui Hong’s hatred was overwhelming.

He turned to grab at Principal Li.

"Principal, watch out."

Lu Lin shouted loudly, slashing at Shui Hong’s neck in an attempt to rescue by diverting attention.

The broken knife collided with Shui Hong, emanating a metallic clang, yet there wasn’t a single scratch on Shui Hong’s neck.

Earlier, when slashing the arm, it was as easy as cutting tofu. Why was it that when attacking the neck, the opponent was completely unscathed?

Fortunately, due to this attack, Shui Hong’s movement was distorted, allowing Principal Li to escape in time.

"Lu Lin, you deserve to die."

"Since that’s the case, then die you must."

Shui Hong at this moment could not bother with capturing Lu Lin for rewards; he himself was in mortal peril.

His figure stumbled, yet he used the momentum to crash into Lu Lin.

Lu Lin held his ground.

Star Power circulated through three acupoints in his right foot.

Shui Hong suddenly jumped up, clutching his vital area.

The broken knife in Lu Lin’s hand took the opportunity to swing.

Principal Li behind Shui Hong also unleashed his unique Star Skill.

A water ball covered Shui Hong’s face.

Any lifeform, whether Alien Race, exotic beast, or human, would die without oxygen.

Shui Hong’s ability, even at Level 8, would only hold out for a while longer at best.

Facing Lu Lin’s attack, Shui Hong didn’t even bother to defend.

His hands were covered in Star Power, attempting to remove the water ball from his face.

But just as he scratched a bit away, Principal Li replenished it.

Another scratch, Principal Li kept refilling.

At this moment, Principal Li held a bottle of Advanced Star Power Recovery Potion in hand, just standing there watching Shui Hong.

Compared to Beginner and Intermediate ones, the Advanced Star Power Recovery Potion could instantly restore all of a martial artist’s internal Star Power, remove negative statuses, enhance mental intensity, slightly increase life force and resistance to attacks...

Using the Advanced Star Power Recovery Potion solely for Star Power recovery would certainly be wasteful.

But at this point, Principal Li couldn’t afford to worry about that.

Shui Hong kept grabbing at his face and soon realized it wouldn’t work .

He directly crushed a crystal stone used for communication.

Soon, three Level-9 Martial Artists from the tribe would come for assistance.

He knew that what he must do now is to fully resist the water ball on his face.

Lu Lin slashed off Shui Hong’s right foot with one stroke, causing Shui Hong to stumble and fall to the ground. Even so, he did not attack Lu Lin.

All he needed at that moment was to survive.

Though Lu Lin and Li Hongfei could indeed hurt him, none of their attacks were lethal.

The water ball on his face wouldn’t suffocate him to death within a short time either.

The neck and heart areas were fortified using the unique methods of the Eight-Armed Race, tempered multiple times. Unless a Level 9 Expert appeared, lower-level martial artists or Star Soldiers couldn’t possibly kill him.

Lu Lin and Principal Li observed that Shui Hong only defended and did not retaliate, thus they continuously attempted to attack.

But even if they chopped Shui Hong down to just a torso, he did not resist.

In the distance, three figures flew in.

The speed was increasing.

The distance was closing in.

They were three Level-9s of the Eight-Armed Clan.

They received Shui Hong’s signal and rushed over for support.

Some had already seen their young clan leader being clobbered beyond recognition.

Both Lu Lin and Principal Li saw the shadows of the approaching figures, growing increasingly anxious.

Merely defeating a Level 8 alien was already a huge gain for them.

But against Level 9...

Facing flawless Star Soldiers, they had no desire to resist.

Because there was no way to resist.

Shui Hong’s complexion reddened, a glint of hope emerging in his eyes.

Salvation was at hand.

Simultaneously, he turned his head to look at Lu Lin and Principal Li. This time, not only would he survive, but he could also capture Lu Lin and trade him for three General Order Pills.

Indeed, this was the Chosen One.

Even when cornered in a dangerous situation, if one did not give up, there was always a chance for a turnaround.

Lu Lin too was determined.

Even if he were to die, he would drag along an alien as a burial companion.

This Level 8 Shui Hong was perfect for that.

Lu Lin closed his eyes.

Released the Star Power Domain.

Drawing in Shui Hong’s spirit body.

Countless Star Skills bombarded Shui Hong’s spirit body as if they were free of charge.

Almost instantly, Shui Hong’s spirit body was reduced to less than a third.

Shui Hong felt everything change before his eyes, and he suddenly found himself outdoors.

it’s not the outdoors, this is...

He seemed to recall, among the Humans, there was a profession called Star Guide, who could direct Star Skills for Humans.

Although Humans weren’t particularly gifted, heaven had favored them enough.

How could there be so many various attribute attacks?

Spiritual Strength, weakening.

Shui Hong’s spirit body gradually faded; he seemed to realize something.

Yet at this moment, he couldn’t say a word.

No wonder, no wonder.

No wonder the God of Black Armageddon launched this attack and looked for ways to eliminate Lu Lin.

Just a Fourth Level Human Martial Artist could actually bring death to him at Level 8. If this kind of person is not eliminated, then their Exceptional Hundred Races would ultimately be wiped out by Lu Lin one day.

Why haven’t those three Level 9 experts from the tribe appeared yet?

Shui Hong cried out in his heart.

If you don’t come soon, I’ll be dead.