Chapter 355
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The legend of the Northern Continent, Mo Tianyi, had been injured by the overwhelming prodigy Yu Tianhao in one move.
Mo Tianyi landed on the ground and wiped the blood from his mouth, his face full of shock.
Wasn't this similar to the last Sacred True Dragon Gathering?
Ten years had passed and he had made great progress but couldn't change the result.
Shua!
Yu Tianhao's figure flashed and appeared on the other side of the stage and said in a low tone: "You're the first person to be able to take one move from me and still have the ability to fight."
A bitter smile appeared on Mo Tianyi's face. So what if he could take one move? He was already heavily injured.
If he continued to fight, his final ranking would be affected and he might not even be able to enter a good place.
"I admit defeat."
Mo Tianyi soon decided.
The terrifying opponent in front of him had reached the peak True Mystic Rank from the last Sacred True Dragon Gathering to the early stages of the True Mystic Rank.
He was the head of the five overwhelming prodigies and was truly unrivalled.
Mo Tianyi admitting defeat made Yu Tianhao shake his head in disappointment. His figure seemed lonely as he walked off the stage.
He had been lonely for far too long.
In this glorious era, because of Yu Tianhao's existence, countless geniuses lost their luster. This was their sorrow.
However, wasn't Yu Tianhao sad as well? He stood at the peak of this generation and couldn't find anyone who was his match.
On the stage.
The nine Sovereigns would always watch Yu Tianhao's battles.
"Yu Xingchen, your son's future is immeasurable. If I remember correctly, Yu Tianhao is only twenty-six or twenty-seven. He reached the True Spirit Realm when he was ten and became the number one genius of the continent. "
The Mystic Sword Sovereign sighed.
The Mystic Sword Sovereign had appeared in the Rising Dragon Auction last time and was now one of the nine Sovereigns.
Some of the Sovereigns on the stage looked enviously at the handsome youth.
He was Yu Tianhao's father, Yu Xingchen.
"Hehe, what if I told you that if Tianhao didn't purposely control himself, he might've broken through to the True Lord Rank already."
Yu Xingchen smiled faintly.
Hearing this, waves appeared in the hearts of the Sovereigns.
"But if that was the case, then there would be no suspense in this Sacred True Dragon Gathering, so Hao 'er didn't try to break through to the True Lord Rank. For example, people like Taiyun Shuangzi and Goddess Bing Wei have a chance to threaten his first position. "
Yu Xing Chen sighed softly.
He did not completely agree with his son's way of doing things.
If Yu Tianhao had reached the True Lord Rank, there would be no doubt that he would be number one consecutively.
After Mo Tianyi's defeat, many eyes in the ancient arena looked towards the northern arena.
On the Northern Region Arena, there was also a battle between the Peerless Prodigies, and it was a challenge from the Peerless Prodigies.
"Goddess Bing Wei has received the essence of the Mystic Ice Inheritance and apparently has cultivated the rare Mystic Ice Jade Charming Body. Her battle power has exploded and she has the chance to challenge Yu Tianhao for first place."
"In the last Sacred True Dragon Gathering, Goddess Bing Wei was one of Yu Tianhao's few strong opponents."
Many people's topic had shifted to the Northern Stage.
Goddess Bing Wei was also related to Zhao Feng.
After defeating Bing Shuiyue, Zhao Feng became the number one black horse of the Northern stage. Amongst the black horses of the ancient arena, he was at least in the top three or even the top two.
"How many moves can the number one black horse of the Northern stage last against an overwhelming prodigy?"
"Hehe, I'm guessing no more than three moves. He might not even last one move."
"Wait. That Zhao Feng might just admit defeat. "
The geniuses of the Northern stage were looking forward to this battle.
Everyone was guessing how many moves Zhao Feng could take in front of an overwhelming prodigy.
It wasn't that they didn't think if Zhao Feng could win. It was just that this wasn't realistic.
Even the legend of the Northern Continent, Mo Tianyi, admitted defeat in one move in front of an overwhelming prodigy. How could Zhao Feng, who also came from the Northern Continent?
"Unless I condense the root of law and that plan succeeds, there's no chance at all."
Zhao Feng had also calculated in his mind.
The result was that he had no hope at all.
Regretfully, Zhao Feng's root of law was at the last critical moment and met a small resistance. The main reason was that the essence of the Mystic Flower Treasured Scripture had to be fused into the Root of Profound, making it much more difficult.
Within his mind.
A transparent faint azure line appeared and was surrounded by sparks of lightning that formed a flower shape.
This was only the beginning form of the root of law and hadn't formed yet.
But even then, Zhao Feng already had the ability to communicate with the Heaven and Earth and he could use the Lightning Inheritance and Mystic Flower Treasured Bible with his thoughts.
His hard work hadn't gone to waste and Zhao Feng's strength had increased.
Weng ~
His True Dragon Token suddenly sensed something and pointed towards the Northern stage.
"It's finally starting."
Goddess Bing Wei couldn't wait any longer and appeared on the Northern zone stage in a blur.
"Bing Wei, you've challenged Zhao Feng. If you win, you'll only get half of his normal dragon blessing. On the other hand, if you lose, you'll lose twice the normal dragon blessing."
The judge said emotionlessly.
Normally in a True Dragon Token battle, the loser would lose a small portion of their dragon blessing.
Bing Wei's method of challenge meant that even if she won, she could only take half of Zhao Feng's normal dragon blessing.
This meant that even if Zhao Feng lost, the loss of dragon blessing wasn't big compared to the total amount he had lost.
"I confirm."
Goddess Bing Wei said without hesitation.
She did the same thing as her sister and challenged Zhao Feng.
Shua!
Zhao Feng's figure turned into a flash of lightning as he landed on the Northern stage.
Although the root of law had only formed an embryonic form, Zhao Feng felt a close connection with the Heaven Earth Lightning Yuan Qi and his speed was twice as fast as before.
"Zhao Feng, you won't admit defeat right?"
Goddess Bing Wei laughed mockingly, her eyes cold.
Admit defeat?
Zhao Feng's heart moved. He did have such thoughts.
Before he could say anything.
"You don't have the chance."
A cold light flashed in Goddess Bing Wei's eyes and her perfect body radiated a terrifying coldness as well as an ancient bloodline pressure.
At this moment in time, the air seemed to freeze.
Zhao Feng felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar and his blood stopped flowing. He hiccupped as a sense of danger enveloped his body.
Facing an overwhelming prodigy for the first time, Zhao Feng finally understood how terrifying this level was. It wasn't any weaker than facing a True Lord Rank.
"Zhao Feng! Admit defeat! "
Tiemo on the spectating stand sensed something was wrong and exclaimed.
However, Goddess Bing Wei's attack was too fast.
Extreme Northern Mystic Ice Wind!
Her ice robe fluttered in the wind, and the icy wind and cold currents that covered the sky formed a storm that instantly swept through a radius of one mile.
The bone chilling coldness seeped into every corner of the area.
Water droplets turned to ice and frost spread across a mile radius.
At that moment.
Goddess Bing Wei was like a goddess of ice in a world of ice and snow.
Si!
A layer of frost appeared on Zhao Feng's body and his Qi of True Spirit and bloodline power were being frozen by the coldness.
His Qi of True Spirit was frozen and couldn't resist at all.
"This is the strength of an overwhelming prodigy …."
Zhao Feng's heart was shocked as he lost all feeling in his limbs.
A breath later.
Zhao Feng had completely lost control of his body. That coldness was even corroding and freezing his mind.
He was like a human shaped ice statue that froze on the spot.
At this point in time.
The only thing Zhao Feng could move was his God's Spiritual Eye and his bloodline power could barely be used.
Goddess Bing Wei smiled playfully, a transparent icy wind appeared on her palm and an even stronger forbidden coldness surged.
"Not good!"
Zhao Feng's God's Spiritual Eye locked onto the ice wind in Goddess Bing Wei's hand. This was even stronger and more condensed than the Extreme Northern Mystic Ice Wind.
A danger like never before came.
Instinct told him that if Goddess Bing Wei's ice gust hit him, he would be sealed in ice forever and become a lifeless ice statue.
"I've lost the ability to move. Once she does this, it's equivalent to killing me and she'll lose her right to participate in the Sacred True Dragon Gathering."
Zhao Feng's heart was calm as his mind quickly analysed.
He then concluded that Goddess Bing Wei wouldn't dare do this.
It wasn't worth it.
If Goddess Bing Wei wanted to take revenge for her sister the best way was to cripple Zhao Feng so that he couldn't fight in the Sacred True Dragon Gathering and wouldn't be able to obtain the inheritance.
Bloodline open!
Zhao Feng's left eye released a mysterious blue light as he circulated his bloodline power with the God's Spiritual Eye as the core.
A faint blue light appeared on Zhao Feng's skin and spread across his body.
Weng ~ ~ A large blurry figure of ice suddenly appeared behind Zhao Feng and sat on a tattered throne.
The bloodline secret technique was fully opened and the cold power around Zhao Feng's body instantly decreased.
His body was about to return to normal.
Extreme Northern Mystic Ice Wind!
Goddess Bing Wei snickered coldly. She was already prepared and sent another ball of ice wind towards Zhao Feng.
Boom!
Zhao Feng's figure was pushed back dozens of yards and cracks appeared on the ice figure behind him.
"I'll beat you until you can't resist and let the power of ice corrode your body. If this continues your body will be filled with ice poison and lose all senses. At that time apart from your mental energy consciousness you'll be a cold corpse that won't live past half a year. "
Coldness flashed in Goddess Bing Wei's eyes.
Not only did she want Zhao Feng to miss the Sacred True Dragon Gathering, she also wanted to kill him.
As long as Zhao Feng didn't die immediately Goddess Bing Wei wouldn't lose her dragon blessing and wouldn't even need to pay any price.
Weng ~
Zhao Feng used his God's Spiritual Eye to circulate his bloodline power and the cracks on the ice figure and throne behind him quickly healed and became even brighter. He roared unwillingly.
The ice figure and the frozen throne gave Zhao Feng a powerful protection that allowed him to absorb and convert the power of ice.
Otherwise, Zhao Feng's body would have been frozen by the power of Mystic Ice already.
At this moment.
Zhao Feng's bloodline awakening figure didn't weaken but instead became stronger.
Hu ~ ~ Goddess Bing Wei's palm once again tore apart the ice figure and froze Zhao Feng, making the latter unable to move.
"Do I really have to admit defeat?"
A faint azure lightning flame appeared in Zhao Feng's left eye.
In reality.
Zhao Feng had the ability to admit defeat.
His voice could be sent directly from the spiritual plane to inform the Venerable Judges.
Although his mental energy was eroded by the power of ice the God's Spiritual Eye was still a forbidden area.
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