Therefore, even if the third boss wanted to deal with Fang Ming using Qi Yuan, he would have to get close before attacking from a distance.
Qi Yuan was no trivial matter.
When Fang Ming saw a Qi Yuan emerge from the third boss's body and fly towards him at lightning speed, he reacted swiftly. He dodged to the left, rolling a short distance to evade the Qi Yuan attack.
However, the pale green Qi Yuan, having missed its target, quickly changed direction and attacked Fang Ming again.
As a killing technique of extraordinary beings, Qi Yuan naturally possessed the ability to alter its course.
Fang Ming's eyes caught the trajectory of the incoming Qi Yuan. He was cautious, knowing that in his current state, being struck by this Qi Yuan would lead to one of two outcomes: instant death or complete incapacitation.
The killing power of extraordinary beings was irresistible to a mere youth. The two possible outcomes depended on the bandit's control over the Qi Yuan. If he couldn't hold back, he would directly kill the enemy. If the bandit could incapacitate Fang Ming while restraining his power, Fang Ming would be captured alive.
Neither outcome was acceptable to Fang Ming.
Therefore, Fang Ming's eyes narrowed, and his long saber seemed to have eyes of its own as he slashed at the pale green Qi Yuan coming from behind him.
The moment he struck it.
A colossal force surged through his arm. Fang Ming felt as if he had struck a stone. The immense recoil numbed his arm, making him feel as if he could no longer grip the saber.
Without even looking, Fang Ming could tell from the weight of the saber in his hand that a section of his saber had been chipped off when he parried the Qi Yuan.
"Still playable."
This thought crossed Fang Ming's mind.
If the saber had been shattered, his chances of winning this fight would have significantly decreased.
But with just a chip, it proved that the Qi Yuan's killing power still had a limit.
Fang Ming was confident he could handle it.
After being struck by the saber, the pale green Qi Yuan's color faded considerably, becoming almost pure white. This indicated that a significant amount of its energy had been consumed. It then surged towards Fang Ming once more.
This time, facing the weakened, pure white Qi Yuan, Fang Ming targeted its weak points and swung his saber several times. Each strike was masterful, exquisitely precise, and it was only through such skill that he managed to disperse the Qi Yuan.
Saber striking Qi Yuan!
The second and third bosses exchanged glances, both seeing an expression of utter disbelief in the other's eyes.
They could clearly see that the force Fang Ming used in each strike was merely that of a boy, devoid of any extraordinary power. Yet, with techniques of unparalleled precision, he had managed to disperse the killing move of an extraordinary being.
This was unprecedented.
Throughout history, mortals had indeed fought against extraordinary beings, but those were instances where dozens or hundreds of people ganged up to kill an extraordinary being. It was not a single person, with the strength of a child and an ordinary bandit's saber, using techniques of ultimate precision to split Qi Yuan.
What level of mastery did this represent in terms of technique?
Even calling it mythical would not be enough to describe it.
To be able to achieve such a feat...
Just as the second and third bosses were stunned by something they couldn't comprehend, their attention wavering for a fraction of a second, Fang Ming raised his saber and, like thunder, brought it down upon the third boss.
This was a strike imbued with all of Fang Ming's strength.
This was a strike where Fang Ming went all out.
This was a strike that analyzed all of the third boss's weaknesses, identified seven thousand two hundred and thirty-three flaws, and then chose the safest, most fatal point of attack.
Under this strike, even though the third boss's internal Qi Yuan automatically formed a pale green protective barrier, it only offered resistance for a fleeting moment before the saber sliced through its weakest point.
"Ah! My hand!"
The third boss was injured.
The third boss, protected by his Qi Yuan barrier, had been wounded by a mortal youth.
His arm had been directly struck.
As blood flowed, the bone was clearly visible.
Cracks had appeared on the bone.
Although the third boss's arm was not completely severed, it had clearly sustained severe damage. With the medical resources available to someone of the third boss's status, such an injury could not be fully healed. Even if it healed, it would leave severe sequelae. His arm would never be able to move flexibly again.
The third boss, filled with terror and rage, exclaimed,
"Your saber is just an ordinary blade, not made of Earth Soul Profound Stone or Nine Heavens Profound Iron. How could it pierce the protective defense of an extraordinary being?"
"No! This is impossible!"
"I am an extraordinary being! How could a mere mortal like you harm me?"
"My hand... Kid! I'll kill you!"
The third boss, as if unable to accept reality, went mad and unleashed several pale green Qi Yuan attacks in succession, intending to kill Fang Ming.
A practitioner of the Qi Yuan realm had a limited amount of Qi Yuan within them. For a Qi Yuan realm cultivator like the third boss, who was in the third stage, the quality and quantity of his Qi Yuan were only at the early to intermediate level.
If he had only unleashed one more Qi Yuan attack, it would have been acceptable and wouldn't have caused significant impact. However, the third boss unleashed several Qi Yuan attacks consecutively. His internal Qi Yuan was insufficient to sustain the protective barrier, causing it to be weakened by ninety-nine percent, leaving only a faint glow with almost no defensive capability.
If the previous protective barrier could only be broken by the combined efforts of dozens of ordinary adults using their weapons, then now, even a single ordinary adult could break the barrier with a weapon.
The third boss's original intention was to unleash multiple Qi Yuan attacks simultaneously to directly kill Fang Ming. If Fang Ming died, the weakened defensive capability of the protective barrier would not matter.
The third boss's arm had been injured, which enraged him to the point that he no longer cared about the reduced defensive power of his barrier. All he wanted now was for Fang Ming to die.
Therefore, in his rage, he unleashed multiple Qi Yuan attacks at once, sacrificing defensive power to increase offensive power.
Fang Ming, with trillions of years of combat experience, instantly recognized that the third boss had made a fatal decision.
"His combat experience is too poor. Just being hit in the arm, and he's letting anger cloud his judgment, making the wrong decision."
For Fang Ming, a Qi Yuan realm practitioner with a protective barrier was a troublesome matter. The protective barrier provided this bandit extraordinary being with defensive power, so even though Fang Ming specifically targeted his weak points and struck directly, he couldn't achieve a one-hit kill like he could with other bandits. He had only managed to hit the arm, and not even completely sever it.