My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1063

Upon seeing that, Wyck's legs trembled. He turned and sprinted away without saying a word.

"Haha, if you've got the guts to come here, then you shouldn't be running." Henry stood where he was and snapped his fingers. Wyck, who was sprinting away at like the wind, suddenly paused in motion, stopping still in a running posture. If it had not been for the beads of cold sweat that constantly formed across his forehead, or his eyes that could still move, he would have been thought to be frozen.

Wyck tried hard to move, but he realised that no matter how hard he tried, his limbs could not move at all.

"Quit trying. The Qi all over your body has been completely solidified. To you, these Qi are steel plates that you are incapable of shaking off, unless you can overpower me, but I guess you won't be having this opportunity." Henry stood where he was and looked at Wyck. He smiled and said, "By the way, these Qi can not only become as hard as steel plates, it can also become as sharp as a Sharp Knife, just like...this."

Snap!

Henry snapped his fingers again.

Just as the snap sounded, the pupils of Wyck began to dilate. At that moment, his whole body split into several pieces and fell off into different directions, as if it had been cut by a guillotine. The most terrifying thing was that not even a single drop of blood dripped.

Henry's eyes showed deep thought. He muttered, "The methods of using Qi can indeed be adapted in various ways, and not necessarily only by letting the course of Qi flow once through our body. We can control external Qi directly to achieve the effects of attack. In this way, as long as our control of Qi is strong enough, theoretically speaking, we can even manipulate Qi to kill people from thousands of miles away..."

If Henry's words at that moment had been overheard by others, they would certainly think that Henry was talking nonsense. If the Qi did not run through the body, how could it be controlled? In other words, the flowing of Qi throughout the body as stated by Henry is just to absorb a part of the Qi in the body and release the Qi that had been reserved within the body at the same time. The part of Qi that is absorbed will slowly become pure, and then it will be converted into Qi that could be controlled. With that being said, to directly control the external Qi within the environment, does that not sound like pure baloney?

However, in the eyes of others, this illogical phenomenon really did exist for Henry.

The two corpses fell to the ground.

Flynn, who was covered with blood, gasped and said, "Good thing you got here in time, Brother, otherwise..."

Henry raised his hand and stopped Flynn in his speech. He said, "Okay, someone is coming. Do you have that corpse-dissolving-powder-thingy with you? Better use it."

"Yes." Flynn fumbled around in his clothes and pulled out a small porcelain bottle. He poured some of the powder from it onto Jilisa and Wyck's bodies, causing them to disintegrate away gradually.

Jilisa's head was separated from her body. A hint of unwillingness, and also a hint of irony could be seen in her eyes.

All along, Jilisa saw Henry as an amusing target, and always felt that he would be an interesting opponent. However, Jilisa realised that she had been completely wrong after striking at him for the first time that day. This opponent, who had always been looked down upon by her, was actually capable of killing her so breezily.

This was the most ironic thing in the world. A person whom she looked down upon was actually thousands of times stronger than herself.

"Let's go. Someone is coming." Henry grabbed Flynn by the shoulder and leapt off, disappearing in the darkness.

Shortly after they both left, someone rushed to the scene.

"There are sounds and traces of fighting, pools of corpse liquid too. Someone has died here!"

"Quick, report to His Excellency My Lord!"

The two of them ran off and headed to their destinations, never looking back.

By 9:30 p.m., all of the archbishops were present. The ground at the center of the square cracked like it did on the day before, and a massive arena rose in a dramatic fashion. The surface of the arena was still full of holes left from the day before, unable to be fixed within a night.

Seven bishops stood in the air. Unlike the day before, the atmosphere then was extremely tense. Morvyn's eyes were fixed on Hebor. He had been fully aware of the attack on Robbin on the night before.

"The third round begins at 10 o'clock. To those who are participating, please step onto the stage." Morvyn stood in the air and waved his hand. Next, all five of the candidates landed onto the arena.

"Not even a trace of what happened last night was left," Andrew's said in a low voice as he stood beside Henry.

Henry chuckled and said, "Haha, you taught me well, Lord Andrew. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known that a corpse-dissolving powder existed."

"Yes, you did well, but again, how would Bishop Morvyn reward you, Jailer Zhang?" Andrew sneered. "If you're thinking of only relying on Bishop Morvyn, believe me, you won't even be able to last two days."

"I don't believe that." Henry shook his head. "Do you know how many have said the same thing to me? Yet I still live till this day. Lord Andrew, you should know that you can't

survive strong and steadily in this world solely through harsh words, right?"

"You are very confident." Andrew glanced at Henry and said, "I really wish to know where your confidence comes from, what makes you look down upon us, how you are able to ignore the threats of more than a dozen commanders."

"You'll find out soon enough." Henry smiled, and then leapt onto the arena.

Above the ring, Dalton stared intently at Flynn. He had already decided that he would do anything to first kill this man the moment the rumble began. At that very moment, a figure that had been deeply etched into his memory appeared behind Flynn and smiled at him.