The Floating Mist Sect's Junior [Elder] Bai Yunfei had once used a single finger to block the Level 6 [Elder] Lie Zhang Tian's full power attack.
Although people didn't know if he used his beasts or his Inherent Skill, everyone knew one thing, and that was that it couldn't be replicated.
If it was Bai Yunfei, he might not be able to do it again.
This was because even a Level 8 [Emperor] wouldn't dare to use a single finger to block the full power attack of a Level 6 [Elder]. It was precisely because he had blocked the attack with a single finger that Bai Yunfei had gained a lot of reputation. It had also allowed him to become the strongest young hero in the Soaring Dragon Continent … It was only until he was defeated by Yue Yang that he fell to second place. Even so, people still didn't think that Bai Yunfei, who had the Gold Dragon King Beast, was weaker than the Three Great Killing Stars. He was just far from that abnormal Tai Tan.
Right now, Student Tai Tan also wanted to use a single finger to block the Prince of Zi Jin's [Desert Storm] first move?
Was this really possible?
Others didn't know, but the Floating Mist Sect's disciples knew that it was definitely impossible!
Bai Yunfei did not rely on the Gold Dragon King Beast or other beasts to block Lie Zhang Tian's full power attack. He also didn't rely on his Inherent Skill.
He relied on treasures!
The Floating Mist Sect's disciples were sure that this damned Yue Clan's Third Young Master who had changed his name to Tai Tan didn't have Bai Yunfei's life-saving 'Golden Dragon Pearl'. That was a treasure that the Floating Mist Sect's previous Sect Leader, who was also Bai Yunfei's grandfather, had given to his grandson … With this Golden Dragon Pearl, Bai Yunfei could easily block a fatal attack that was ten times weaker than his own. Of course, it couldn't be effective forever. The Golden Dragon Pearl could only be used three times. After three times, it would shatter and turn into fine powder.
The power of Lie Zhang Tian's fatal attack was too terrifying. Even though Bai Shaoyun had the Gold Dragon King Beast, he didn't dare to block it head on. He chose to use the Golden Dragon Pearl to protect himself.
In the end, in the eyes of the spectators, it became a peerless move of blocking the enemy with a single finger.
Of course, the disciples of the Floating Mist School knew about this, but they didn't want to tell anyone about it. Instead, they wanted to help Bai Yunfei spread the news in secret.
Now, this Yue Clan's Third Young Master who had mercilessly defeated their Young Sect Leader actually had the guts to block the attack with a single finger. The Floating Mist Sect's disciples were both angry and happy at the same time. They were angry because this brat was too arrogant. He actually used his finger to block the attack without the protection of the Golden Dragon Pearl. They were happy because they could soon see this brat's bad luck. Although this brat wasn't defeated by their Young Sect Leader, he was still defeated. It was good to teach him a lesson.
When their Junior [Sect Leader] recovered and defeated the Prince of Zi Jin in the round-robin tournament, it might not be impossible for them to recover from their previous loss.
Not only the disciples of the Floating Mist Sect, but the disciples of the Western Lion Pagoda and the Grey Wolf Academy were also excited.
Fatty Hai, Ye Kong and the others clenched their fists tightly.
They had enough confidence in Yue Yang. Of course, it was inevitable that they would be nervous.
City Mistress Fallen Flowers bit her lips tightly. She was very angry in her heart. If this brat Yue Yang was in front of her, she would definitely use her fists to beat him up. He actually dared to be so daring. What if he got hurt?
Princess Sissi sighed as if she had a headache, "This brat is hopeless. I thought he was very low-key, but who would have known that he was a big spender!"
Seeing this, the Prince of Zi Jin was ecstatic.
Even in his dreams, he couldn't hope that Yue Yang would underestimate him. Using a single finger to block the attack was equivalent to seeking his own death.
At that moment, he didn't reduce the strength in his hands. Instead, he increased it with all his might, wholeheartedly trying to kill Yue Yang with his scimitar. Even if he couldn't kill him with one slash, he would at least injure him severely. This was a heaven-sent opportunity that he couldn't miss … If the Prince of Zi Jin had known that Yue Yang knew how to block the attack with a single finger, he would have used the strongest move of the [Desert Storm Eight Scimitar], [Whirlwind Scattered Clouds] or [Total Darkness].
A rumbling sound.
The deafening sound was deafening.
Yue Yang, who was using a single finger to block the attack, was sent flying a few steps back. The purple flames on his body splashed all around him. However, the tragedy that everyone thought would happen after his finger was cut off didn't happen. Yue Yang was only sent flying.
The Prince of Zi Jin felt that it was a pity. The first move, [Rising Wind Cloud Surge] was just a test, so he wasn't able to unleash its full power.
The opponent managed to condense an odd-shaped fire shield in time, blocking the blade.
Now, when he saw that Yue Yang was forced to retreat by his single move, and that he was just a step away from heavily injuring his opponent, the Golden Scimitar continued to attack.
The second move, the third move, the fourth move …
The Golden Scimitar was accompanied by the howling wind in the desert. Together with the scorching hot sand, it attacked Yue Yang like a prehistoric monster, one wave stronger than the other. Most of the audience couldn't see the changes in the situation clearly. They could only vaguely see the arrogant student Titan being forced to retreat step by step by the Prince of Zi Jin. That brave Prince of Zi Jin attacked continuously, as if the student Titan who had lost his momentum couldn't retaliate at all.
"He won!" The Western Lion Pagoda disciples and the Grey Wolf Academy students cheered for the Prince of Zi Jin.
"Oh no … The enemy's combo attack is endless!" The Ivy Academy students were extremely anxious. They were all hidden elites, geniuses who could hold their own in a certain area. Of course they knew the terrifying power of a combo attack.
"The Prince of Zi Jin might have been pleased with himself too early." People like Feng Qi Sha and Yan Po Jun were able to see the situation more clearly.
"He has already lost after missing his first move. Now he's greedy and rash, using seven moves in a row in order to win. Heh, this Prince of Zi Jin really thinks that that fellow is made of mud …" Bai Yun Fei who was secretly watching the match through a small crack in the window of the private box, although his face was pale, his eyes were still filled with ridicule. After being defeated by Yue Yang, he hated this Yue Clan's Third Young Master very much. However, he couldn't help but admire his opponent's abnormal strength.
"Junior [Sect Leader], it's not that the Prince of Zi Jin doesn't want to stop. It's just that he can't stop!" The mysterious man who had been following Bai Yun Fei spoke slowly.
"Is that so? If that's the case, then the first move he used to defend against the enemy was actually a trap … "Bai Yun Fei's lips trembled slightly.
On the stage, the Prince of Zi Jin had already raised his battle power to its peak. He slashed out the eighth move, [Furious Howl Hurricane].
The Golden Scimitar was like a golden lightning bolt.
It slashed through the space between the two of them.
It slashed through the space and directly slashed through Yue Yang's neck, returning to the scabbard on the Prince of Zi Jin's waist.
The scimitar trembled for a long time in the scabbard, letting out a buzzing sound. In the past, when the Prince of Zi Jin's eighth move was used up and the scabbard returned to the scabbard, the enemy's head would fall off his neck with a 'pa' sound and land at the Prince of Zi Jin's feet. Most of the time, the enemy would die with a grievance or a look of disbelief.
Under the gazes of the hundred thousand spectators, Yue Yang's body swayed slightly.
This was the sign of him falling to the ground. The Western Lion Pagoda's disciples and the Grey Wolf Academy's students couldn't help but cheer.
So what if his strength was abnormal?
Under the [Desert Sandstorm]'s eight moves, he still fell to the ground and died on the spot!
Even the Prince of Zi Jin, who was a little tired after using all his strength, was preparing to raise his hand to greet the hundred thousand spectators. At the same time, he was thinking about how to explain himself. Just as he was about to smile proudly, Yue Yang suddenly raised his left hand … There was a small cut on his index finger. Blood seeped out, but it didn't drip out. Yue Yang blew on his wound, feeling sorry for him. He then sighed, "I underestimated the enemy too much. Originally, I wouldn't have cut my finger."
When he said this, the Prince of Zi Jin's eyes widened even more than a cow's.
He was fine?
His neck had been slashed by the scimitar, how could he be fine?
"Such a fast speed. If I didn't have the [Reveal] Inherent Skill, I wouldn't have been able to see it clearly." The Hua Xia Empire's Grandmaster laughed, "This brat has improved a lot compared to the time when he was fighting Tu Cheng. Now that he can use his Innate strength without the seal, he is already very close to the Innate realm. He's really an extraordinary brat … I estimate that I spent more than two hundred years to reach his level, but he only spent twenty years … It's a pity that His Majesty couldn't come to watch the battle. Otherwise, he would definitely be very happy."
"He condensed a Fire Shield on his finger. At first, it wasn't very useful. The Prince of Zi Jin's first attack broke it, but every subsequent Fire Shield was better than the previous one. Furthermore, it was condensed faster and faster. Haha, I feel that if we give this brat a little more time, he might even be able to research the lost Divine Flaming Shield." The old cunning fox stroked his goatee proudly.
"Can humans also use the Divine Flaming Shield that only beasts have?" Feng Kuang asked in surprise.
"They can, but they must first learn how to control fire. Moreover, they must be able to control it completely." The Hua Xia Empire's Grandmaster gave a definite answer.
"Looks like it's not easy for me to reach this realm!" The Eagle-eyed Xia Hou Wei Lie had a headache. It was already very difficult to control fire, let alone controlling it completely. What kind of realm would one need to reach?
"Aren't you talking nonsense? Even I, the Heavenly King who is proficient in both metal and fire, couldn't do it. If you, brat, could do it, would there still be justice in this world? Do you think that everyone can control fire? Dream on. Do you think that you can control fire just by playing with a little fire? Forget it, I won't tell you. I don't want you to feel inferior. However, our son-in-law is really a genius. Little Fallen Flowers marrying him is really the right choice. Haha, I like a son-in-law who can control fire. This Fire Shield is really to my liking … "The Eastern Sky King's father-in-law was like his mother-in-law. The more he looked at his son-in-law, the more he liked him.
On the stage, the Prince of Zi Jin clenched his teeth and continued to pounce towards Yue Yang. He was so angry that he was like a hungry, bloodthirsty wolf.
This was because Yue Yang had stretched out his slightly injured index finger and shook it twice at him.
His attitude was not only disdain, but also complete disregard.
This made the Prince of Zi Jin feel even more humiliated than mocking Yue Yang. Could it be that his [Desert Storm Eight Style] could only cut this brat's index finger? If this was spread out, he wouldn't be any better than Bai Yun Fei!
When the Prince of Zi Jin raised his hand and released his aura, he secretly swallowed a pill, the [Bloodthirst Pill].
This kind of pill could increase a person's battle power in a short period of time. It could increase a person's battle power by at least two times, and at most ten times. It depended on the person's physique and potential. In order to win, the Prince of Zi Jin was willing to pay any price. Although the effect of the [Bloodthirst Pill] would wear off and he would collapse on the ground, the ten minutes of effect was enough to end the battle. If he didn't kill this hateful Yue Clan Third Young Master, he would never be able to stand out in the future.
He must die!
The Prince of Zi Jin hated this Yue Clan Third Young Master to the core!
The whole audience didn't see the Prince of Zi Jin swallow the pill. They only saw him releasing an even stronger aura in an instant. They thought that the Prince of Zi Jin had hidden his true strength before this. They were all frightened, thinking that this Prince of Zi Jin was indeed not simple. Even until now, he still had a trump card.
After that, when everyone was ready to watch a good show, they were suddenly stunned.
Compared to the appearance of Yue Yang's Bloody Queen 'Red', this was even more shocking and unbelievable.
This was because everyone saw that the abnormally strong Tai Tan had actually condensed a whirlpool-like fire shield with just one finger, blocking the Prince of Zi Jin's scimitar [Berserk Slash] … This was definitely the real deal, blocking with just one finger. There were no fancy tricks, it was all based on strength. The Prince of Zi Jin's sword slashed across the stage, splitting the stone floor like a knife cutting through tofu. However, such a sharp sword slash was completely useless against the whirlpool-like fire shield.
The power of the attack was like a clay ox entering the sea.
What made the Prince of Zi Jin even more afraid was that Yue Yang slowly raised the Hui Jin Magic Blade in his hand and used [Hurricane Surge]. It was exactly the same as the Prince of Zi Jin's previous move. It was even more exquisite, accurately slashing at the Prince of Zi Jin's chest!
The Prince of Zi Jin staggered backwards. When he looked at Yue Yang in disbelief, he discovered that his opponent had already used the second and third moves in a chain. It was like a torrential river, continuous and unstoppable. The Prince of Zi Jin had used the [Desert Storm] Eight Scimitar Skills on the Prince of Zi Jin. Of course, Yue Yang had purposely reduced the power of his attacks. All the attacks that landed on the Prince of Zi Jin's body were only able to injure him and not kill him …
In a few seconds, the Prince of Zi Jin had become a bloody man riddled with scars.
All the attacks that he had been hit with were the battle skills that he had created and was the proudest of in his life, [Desert Storm] Eight Scimitar Skills!
"No, that's impossible!" The Prince of Zi Jin didn't want to believe that there was such a terrifying enemy in this world. Not only that, the enemy had only used it once. The [Desert Storm] Eight Scimitar Skills that he had painstakingly created under the guidance of a famous teacher for many years had been stolen by his opponent in just a minute. His opponent had even made it more exquisite than his own. Comparing the two of them, the Prince of Zi Jin, the creator of the [Desert Storm] Eight Scimitar Skills, was more than twice as good as the [Desert Storm] Eight Scimitar Skills. "
"Your Highness' battle skills are worthy of praise. No matter if it's the tricky angles or the chain of attacks, or the distribution of force and skill changes, they are all very reasonable. I have learned the [Beheading Steel Blade Technique] before and realized that Your Highness' [Desert Storm] Eight Scimitar Skills is more than twice as good as the [Beheading Steel Blade Technique]." When Yue Yang suddenly opened his mouth to praise him, everyone was stunned at first, but then they started laughing. So this brat was actually being sarcastic! Using the [Desert Storm] Eight Scimitar Skills to compete with the [Beheading Steel Blade Technique], the Prince of Zi Jin was really unlucky. Every warrior in the world knew that the [Beheading Steel Blade Technique] was one of the three worst battle skills in the world.
How bad was the [Beheading Steel Blade Technique]? It was so bad that even the mercenaries didn't want to learn it.
Now that he said that the Prince of Zi Jin's [Desert Storm] Eight Scimitar Skills was more than twice as good as the [Beheading Steel Blade Technique], what he meant was that it was infinitely bad!
When the Prince of Zi Jin heard this, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
If Bai Yun Fei's internal injuries were caused by anger, the Prince of Zi Jin's internal injuries were caused by Yue Yang's attacks, causing him to spit out blood due to anger. On the surface, Yue Yang's [Desert Storm] Eight Scimitar Skills were exactly the same as the Prince of Zi Jin's. However, when he slashed at the Prince of Zi Jin's body, he realized that there were some differences. Every slash of the Yue Clan's Third Young Master's blade had a whirling force. Although the wounds weren't too serious, the muscles under his skin had been cut open by the whirling force of the blade. His injuries were extremely serious, and the pain was unbearable … If it wasn't for the fact that he had the Spring Thunder Battle Armour to protect his body and the Bloodthirst Pill to temporarily stimulate his life force, the Prince of Zi Jin felt that he might have already fallen in front of his opponent.
"Eat two more Bloodthirst Pills. I don't mind. I also guarantee that I won't report you to the Head Referee for using the Bloodthirst Pill against the rules." When Yue Yang said this, the entire crowd went into an uproar again.
Almost everyone knew about the Bloodthirst Pill.
This kind of thing, other than when it was used to duel with one's life, it was absolutely forbidden in normal competitions … Who would have thought that this Prince of Zi Jin actually dared to use it in front of everyone's eyes!
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