Vladimir had already switched off his Skylink. To him, the moment Zhao Yilong used this move, it meant that he could already disregard him. There was no longer any meaning to the outcome of this duel.
It was useless no matter how strong one was if one couldn't control power.
On the other end of the Skylink, Mo Xingchen's eyes were wide open, while the corners of her mouth curled into a mischievous smile. This was too interesting! Unless one had undergone professional training or possessed a sufficiently strong willpower, one's legs would turn soft under the pressure of a 7th rank life form. This Wang Zhong was indeed the All Mouthy King that she had judged him to be. He was too interesting.
However … from the looks of it, the Zhao Family had made a mistake. It wasn't because they feared him that they didn't allow him to enter the upper 5 families. They didn't have the qualifications to do so!
The pressure that others felt was invincible, but to Wang Zhong, it was just like a light breeze brushing against his face.
7th rank dimensional life form?
Regardless of who it was, if they had escaped countless times from the jaws of 7th and 8th rank dimensional life forms, and had even faced off against a 9th rank Dimensional Sovereign, and had even received a blessing from it!
When faced against the pressure of an 8th rank dimensional life form, they were nothing.
However, this was the true start of Zhao Yilong's nightmare. When he had increased his strength, regardless of whether it was his Soul Power attack or defence, he had reached the Heroic Soul Stage. Coupled with the pressure of an 8th rank, he was practically invincible. However, he discovered that his opponent could easily dodge all of his attacks.
Fury caused Zhao Yilong's attacks to become even more berserk. However, Wang Zhong appeared to be even more relaxed than before.
Once the pressure was ineffective, this external force was equivalent to a child lifting up an adult's broadsword. This wasn't Zhao Yilong's strength at all. His judgement and control over his moves were completely out of balance. Regardless of how strong he was, it was useless if he couldn't land a hit on his opponent.
On the stage, Zhao Yilong's hair was disheveled as he chased after Wang Zhong like a madman. However, he was completely unable to reach Wang Zhong. The entire stage had been turned into a complete mess by his attacks, while the powerful might assaulted his mind, causing him to gradually lose his cool.
It wasn't that Wang Zhong didn't notice that Zhao Yilong was losing control. However, his opponent's weapon was radiating a strange demonic aura that was continuously corroding his body. He couldn't let this drag on! He had to end this fight!
"Wang Zhong's strength isn't bad. However, it's a pity that he shouldn't have given up on the cross wheels. With the strength of the Overlord Spear, it's impossible for him to break through Zhao Yilong's Black Dragon equipment."
"However, if this goes on, Zhao Yilong might be corroded by it. Once he enters a demonic state, things will become difficult to deal with. If the committee doesn't intervene, both of them will perish together."
The two Torres brothers were similarly extraordinarily knowledgeable. All of the 10 great families possessed such weapons from the dark era, which was definitely a double-edged sword. Naturally, for these experts, it would undoubtedly be good news if the Tianjing squadron and the Divine Dragon squadron ended up suffering heavy losses. In the future, the amount of resources and influence they would gain from every promotion would be a massive difference.
Wang Zhong was clearly aware of this problem. After dodging the attack, he took the initiative to increase the distance between them. Soul power erupted from his body. During the process of dodging, Wang Zhong's counterattack had roughly probed the defenses of his opponent.
"That's!" Despite being separated by a Skylink screen, Divian was the first to see the inkling.
At this moment, Wang Zhong was akin to a berserk dragon emerging from the ocean, the Overlord Spear in his hand rumbling towards the berserk Zhao Yilong without any hesitation.
Boom boom boom boom …
Heavenly Dragon Storm Spear!
"Oh my god! Heavenly Dragon Shower Strike, isn't that the ultimate move of the Seer Family?! "
"That's Divian's move!"
Although they were both known as spear gods, Divian's Dragon's Terror was clearly much more widely known than Zhao Yilong's Rippling Spear Storm. Without talking about those apex experts, even many of the laymen in the audience arena and watching via Skylink had already recognised it.
Wasn't this the move that Divian had used to defeat brother King in the OP?
Everyone was dumbfounded by what they saw, with all of them feeling incredulous.
This, was this a fucking replication special ability?! It was understandable if it was done once or twice, but it was the same for the third or fourth time! As long as it was a move that he had seen before, he would be able to use it? How the fuck was he going to let others live?!
Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang!
A series of strikes rang out!
Countless spear shades smashed crazily against the Dragon Trapping Spear's momentum like a violent storm!
Dense, dense, and even denser! Converge, converge, and converge again!
Everyone was dumbfounded. This … wasn't something that the Dragon's Terror Rainstorm could compare to.
However, at this moment, Zhao Yilong's defensive capabilities had caused everyone to be dumbfounded. His Overlord Spear had been blocked, yet he was able to block the attack with just his fleshly body! What a freak!
ROAR ~ ~ ~
Not only did Wang Zhong not retreat, with an explosive roar, the Overlord Spear in his hand increased in speed!
100 consecutive strikes, 200 consecutive strikes, 500 consecutive strikes!
Although the moves were similar, the understanding behind them was completely different. Countless attacks instantly shot towards Zhao Yilong, Grai, Scarlet, Emily, and even Barran!
Kill!
Countless spear shades fused into one.
Raging Prairie Blaze, Thousand Strikes Break!
This was the Dragon's Terror Overlord Spear!
HUMM ~ ~ ~
Rumble rumble rumble …
The terrifying spear intent smashed right into Zhao Yilong's chest. In an instant, time appeared to stop, as the black Soul Power enveloping his body froze. In the next second, it exploded like a bubble, while Zhao Yilong was sent flying out like a cannonball.
A terrifying power gushed into his entire body, accompanied by the sound of bones shattering …
The entire stadium turned silent, as Wang Zhong slowly kept the Overlord Spear in his hand. In the distance, Zhao Yilong was lying on the ground like a pile of rotten meat.
The stadium and Skylink were filled with a deathly silence.
"The Zhao Family has really declined." said Gui Hao with a smile. "They've actually been forced to such a miserable state."
Being the younger generation representative of the 10 great aristocratic families, he could admire the petty tricks that Zhao Zimo had done outside the stadium, and even the vicious, merciless, and perverted actions that the Zhao Family had taken against their enemies. However, when Zhao Yilong had chosen to unseal his Dragon Trapping Spear to deal with a Casted Soul Stage, the Zhao Family had already become worthless.
Being the representatives of the aristocratic families, they were allowed to have their own style and personality. However, they could not be without pride and dignity. Choosing to rely on external forces under such circumstances was already a little too much of a shameless act. However, the problem was that they had actually lost. There really was no limit to their stupidity.
His mentality had already exploded. He clearly knew that it was a power that he was unable to fully control, yet he had used it in such a nondescript manner, causing him to lose even more face.
Today, Zhao Yilong had not only lost this match, but also the successor of one of the 10 great aristocratic families, the Zhao Family, as well as the dignity of one of the 10 great Mo's List soldiers.
"It's not that Zhao Yilong is weak, but that Wang Zhong is stronger." Said Gui Xinying in an indifferent tone. "With his current strength, he's already sufficient to contend against you and Carolyn."
"He's still not worthy. That brat is now an arrow at the end of its flight. Let's talk about it after Tianjing gets through the group battle phase." With a smile, Gui Hao stretched his waist and stood up. "My dear little sister, do you want to go and practice a bit?"
"I want to watch their group battle." Gui Xinying did not care about Gui Hao's reply.
"Zhao Yilong is crippled, while Wang Zhong is already at his limit. The Soul Power within the Dragon Trapping Spear is extremely taxing for a Casted Soul Stage. What's more, that round of killing moves of his is definitely the last of his strength. Don't tell me that you can't tell that he's holding on with all his might on the stage." Frankly speaking, the only reason why he wanted to watch this match was to understand Grai and Wang Zhong. Naturally, there was also Zhao Yilong.
However, from the looks of it, Grai's weakness was too obvious. Zhao Yilong had also disappointed him. As for Wang Zhong … regardless of whether it was the Divine Dragon Academy or Tianjing that had the last laugh, there wasn't much meaning to Gui Hao.
"He won't lose that easily." Clearly, Gui Xinying did not see it that way. Sitting there, she did not even move a single finger.
"Ah?" Gui Hao could not help but open his mouth. He was slightly surprised to hear such words coming out from Gui Xinying's mouth.
He understood this little sister of his too well. Chasing after a celebrity? All Mouthy King? That was a joke! Her elder brother was the greatest celebrity! Such a matter would absolutely not happen to Gui Xinying. "Lass, when did you …"
"Don't meddle in my affairs." Gui Xinying had already icily interrupted him. In this world, the only person who dared to shout at Gui Hao with a black face, while being able to cause Gui Hao to lose his temper was most likely her. "Move aside!"
Gui Hao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Spreading his hands out, a helpless expression appeared on his face.
In the time it took for the siblings to exchange a few words, the entire stadium had already exploded into an uproar.
It was a close call! It really was a close call! An hour ago, when Barran was beaten like a dog, who would have thought that Tianjing would actually be able to walk all the way to such a position?
The mysterious Barran, the mysterious Wang Zhong, the mysterious reversal!
"Brother King is invincible!"
"Low profile! Low profile! It's just a Zhao Yilong! What's there to be surprised about beating him? I feel that the only reason for the existence of the Mo's List is to allow our brother King to slap his face! "
"Brother, you know too much!"
The brother King fans watching via Skylink instantly felt as though their statuses had become higher.
Although they were shouting "it's just a Zhao Yilong", everyone knew exactly what Zhao Yilong's name signified before the end of this duel.
However, even Zhao Yilong, despite relying on the advantage of his Divine Weapon, was still trampled by All Mouthy King. What's more, he was using his opponent's weapon, and other people's moves!
In the past, when all Mouthy King was a brother King fan, those Wind Chasing Aristocratic Families would always look at him with a "you're a country bumpkin, a country bumpkin" gaze. However, at this very moment, brother King had proven himself, as well as the judgement of his fans! Now, the brother King fans could finally shout "you're all weak chickens" at those brainless fans of the aristocratic families!
Zhao Yilong had already been carried off the stage. Welcoming Wang Zhong, who was walking down, Ma Dong excitedly rushed forward and gave a bear pounce. However, before he could reach Wang Zhong, a 'clang' rang out, as the Overlord Spear in Wang Zhong's hand had already left his grasp, smashing heavily against the ground, scaring the Tianjing squadron that had rushed over.
At this moment, Wang Zhong's face appeared slightly pale, completely different from the awe-inspiring appearance he had displayed on stage. His left hand immediately landed on Ma Dong's shoulder.
"This, what's wrong?" The faces of Colby, Milami and the others beside Wang Zhong changed.
Being more valuable, Ma Dong immediately supported Wang Zhong. "Fuck! What's with the nonsense! Hurry up and return to the preparation room!"
"Tianjing has actually managed to snatch 2 consecutive victories from a 0: 3 deficit, and drag this duel into the group battle phase. Frankly speaking, half an hour ago, this was simply an unimaginable feat. I can only say that miracles always exist. "said Ruo Zhi with a sigh.
"However, the current situation is still rather disadvantageous for Tianjing. Other than Wang Zhong, all 5 of their mainstays are injured. Although captain Wang Zhong has defeated Zhao Yilong, I can see that he has consumed a considerable amount of energy. The 20 plus minutes of preparation time for the group battle phase is a test for him. This is also a problem in the later stages of the CHF, and that is the depth of their substitutes."
"I feel that Tianjing still doesn't have a chance. When Wang Zhong walked off the stage, he was almost unable to stand properly. As for the Divine Dragon squadron, although they are lacking Zhao Yilong, they still have Zhao Tianlong as their leader. They are still a strong squadron." Although Wind God's heart was filled with shock, he had to continue standing on the Divine Dragon squadron's side at this moment.
Wind God had no other choice. Since he had accepted the Zhao Family's money, he had to fight for them until the end. This was the true reason why he had always been targeting the Tianjing squadron. He was just a small commentator. On one side was the Zhao Family's big stick and money, while on the other side was a commoner squadron that had nothing to do with him. Even a ghost would know how to choose. What's more, the role of a commentator was to guide the tempo of a match and raise the fame and reputation of a squadron. However, who would have thought that there would be so many twists and turns.
"Is that so?" Replied Ruo Zhi with a smile. Although this was the first time he had cooperated with Wind God, he was already able to feel that Wind God's heart was constantly on the rise. "Let's wait and see."
… …
At this moment, the Tianjing squadron's preparation room had already turned slightly chaotic. Everything was still alright before Ma Dong had supported Wang Zhong into the room. However, upon closing the door, Wang Zhong's entire body immediately collapsed weakly, as though he had lost all strength.
Only Wang Zhong knew exactly what kind of price he had paid to defeat the demonized Zhao Yilong.
This was something that couldn't be seen from the outside, and in fact, it was extremely difficult for others to sense it.
What appeared to be an easy dodge was, however, Wang Zhong had to endure the impact of his opponent's baleful aura for every single minute and second. The baleful aura that had already condensed from dimensional life forms from the dark era was comparable to extremely high levels of radiation. Although Wang Zhong was able to completely defend against it, it was a massive drain on his Soul Power and body's fatigue. It was all thanks to the runic array protecting the arena. If not, just the last 2 to 3 minutes of the fight would have caused the majority of the new humans present here, including the majority of the new humans present here, to be corroded!
Furthermore, the final Frightening Dragon Overlord Spear had also consumed a massive amount of Soul Power. Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine that a Divine Weapon would have such a function.
Regardless of how limitless his Soul Sea was, the one using it was still his body. Allowing his body to endure such a massive amount of Soul Power in such a short period of time, especially with his already fatigued body, was something that even Wang Zhong was truly unable to endure.
Wang Zhong's eyelids were so heavy that he seemed to be unable to lift them up. "I'm going to rest for a while." After saying that, he stopped moving. The consumption of the Overlord Spear was much greater than the cross wheels. However, if he wanted to walk further in this CHF, Wang Zhong would not be able to avoid the issue of the strength of his fleshly body. Without any substitutes, he needed to become stronger, as he would not be able to walk far with just the cross wheels.
This consumption was extremely unexpected. Nevertheless, Wang Zhong was extremely happy within his bones. This was the limit that he was pursuing, the limit of his Soul Power, and the limit of his fleshly body.
However … this was the first time that Wang Zhong had encountered such a situation, and it had given everyone a huge shock!
Wang Zhong was the Tianjing squadron's stabilizing force. Anyone could fall, except for Wang Zhong! This was simply an inconceivable matter.
Hymin immediately did a checkup, upon which an extremely ugly expression appeared on her face. There weren't any fluctuations in her Soul Sea, while her entire body was in an extremely empty state. It was already a miracle for anyone to be able to walk after unleashing such an attack.
At the very least, she would need to rest for a few days before she could recover. However, they only had less than 20 minutes left.
The entire Tianjing's resting lounge was deathly silent. They had already walked all the way here, with everyone giving their all. Yet, were they still going to fall short of success?
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