A Bet with Old Tan
"So to say … If I can't withstand your aura pressure, the emperor will punish me?" Hearing this, Ning Yue frowned slightly and hesitated.
"That's right."
Old Tan nodded and said, "You committed the crime of deceiving the emperor. If I don't plead for you in front of the emperor, you will be sentenced to death! Even nine generations of your family. "
"Deceiving the emperor, nine generations of my family?"
Before Ning Yue could speak, Feng Zi, who was at the side, said sinisterly, "The imperial family of the Great Xia Kingdom is indeed awesome. They actually dare to implicate the nine generations of a core disciple of the Danwu College's Sacred Institute."
"And who are you?!" Old Tan's face turned completely gloomy as he berated, "A mere early stage Primal Core martial artist. If you dare to interrupt again, I will capture you as well."
"Old Tan, don't say any more unnecessary words. I will stand here to resist your aura pressure. Hurry up, I still have things to do and don't have time to waste with you here."
Seeing that Feng Zi was about to get angry, Ning Yue took a step forward and stood in front of Old Tan.
Old Tan was not like Tie Zong. He was a peak early stage Yin Yang Realm martial artist. With Feng Zi's current strength, he would most likely be defeated by Old Tan.
In order to prevent a conflict between Feng Zi and Old Tan, Ning Yue immediately agreed to Old Tan.
"Very good, very arrogant!"
Old Tan's eyes narrowed as he released 50% of his aura pressure towards Ning Yue without restraint.
From Old Tan's point of view, Ning Yue was only at the late stage of the True Martial Realm. Once he released all of his aura, it was very likely that Ning Yue would suffer heavy injuries.
Therefore, he only released 50% of his aura in order to teach Ning Yue a lesson and suppress Ning Yue's arrogance.
"The aura pressure of a peak early stage Yin Yang Realm …"
Faced with the overwhelming aura pressure, Ning Yue pushed Feng Zi away. Then, the Essence in his sea of consciousness surged out, forming a protective Essence Qi barrier around him.
"No wonder he's so arrogant. His Yuan Qi is so strong. Since that's the case, I'll increase the pressure of my aura to sixty percent!" Sensing the berserk Essence Qi undulations around Ning Yue, Elder Tan did not hesitate in the slightest and directly raised his aura suppression to 60%!
Chi chi!
In the next moment, Elder Tan's aura collided with the energy barrier in front of Ning Yue, and sizzling sounds resounded in the area.
One minute. With the intensity of Ning Yue's Essence Energy, he can at most last one minute.
Old Tan crossed his arms in front of his chest as he stared at Ning Yue with interest.
"One minute? In my opinion, Ning Yue can hold out for at least an hour. "Feng Zi snorted coldly.
"Puchi!"
Hearing Feng Zi's words, Old Tan could not help but laugh and said, "If he can hold out for an hour, I'll write my name upside down. No, I'll twist my head off and let you use it as a chamber pot!"
Old Tan could be considered to have gone crazy for once. As a peak early stage Yin Yang Realm martial artist, he actually made a bet with an early stage Primal Core martial artist. Furthermore, the wager was so unbearable. This was the first time in his life.
"Use your head as a chamber pot for me?"
Feng Zi pursed his lips and said, "I don't have that hobby. How about this, let's bet something practical."
Subsequently, Feng Zi flicked his wrist and a flying sword appeared in his hand.
A mid-grade heaven-tier flying sword!
The flying sword in Feng Zi's hand had reached the heaven-tier. Furthermore, it was a mid-grade heaven-tier flying sword.
"How about we bet a heaven-tier flying sword for fun?" Feng Zi said as he waved the flying sword in his hand.
"It's just a mere mid-grade heaven-tier flying sword. Do you think I'm afraid of you?!" With a cold snort, Old Tan flicked his sleeves and a white flying sword appeared in his hand.
A high-grade heaven-tier flying sword!
The white flying sword that Old Tan took out had reached the high-grade heaven-tier.
"I'll suffer a bit of a loss. I'll use a high-grade heaven-tier flying sword to bet with your low-grade heaven-tier flying sword," Old Tan said nonchalantly as he waved the white flying sword in his hand.
"You!" Feng Zi's expression was somewhat ugly. Old Tan was clearly looking down on him.
But on second thought, it was very worth it to be able to use a middle-grade heaven-tier flying sword to win a high-grade heaven-tier flying sword.
Chi chi!
Right at this time, the Yuan Qi protective shield in front of Ning Yue once again erupted with a sizzling sound. It actually became shaky as though it was about to shatter!
"Hahaha, kid, hand over the middle-grade heaven-tier flying sword in your hand. You're going to lose." Seeing the situation, Old Tan laughed and extended his palm as he said.
"Ning Yue hasn't lost yet. Don't get cocky too early." Although he said so verbally, Feng Zi began to worry in his heart.
With Ning Yue's current state, it was very clear that his Yuan Qi was about to be depleted and could not hold on anymore.
Feng Zi was very puzzled. He was aware of Ning Yue's strength. It was not difficult to withstand 60% of Old Tan's aura suppression. Why was it so strenuous now?
"Kid, even Ning Yue can't withstand 60% of my aura suppression. It can be imagined, if I display 100% … What?!"
However, just as Old Tan wanted to mock a few words, his expression changed drastically.
In the next instant, he unleashed all the aura in his body, crushing towards Ning Yue frenziedly.
Because just as Ning Yue was about to be unable to hold on, large amounts of Yuan Qi gushed out in his sea of consciousness once again. The Yuan Qi protective shield instantly became indestructible!
That was also to say that 60% of his aura suppression was already unable to shake the Yuan Qi protective shield around Ning Yue.
Hence, he could only unleash 100% of his aura suppression, hoping to shatter the Yuan Qi protective shield around Ning Yue!
Chi!
100% of the aura suppression surged towards Ning Yue frenziedly. In virtually an instant, it squeezed Ning Yue's Yuan Qi protective shield until there was not much left.
"Hur hur, no matter how much Yuan Qi you have, under my 100% aura suppression, it's still … F * ck!"
The corners of Old Tan's mouth curled into a hint of an evil smile. He was just about to mock a few words like last time, but his eyes went wide, his face full of stupefaction.
He even cursed out loud.
Buzz!
Ning Yue's sea of consciousness was like a bottomless pit. Every time his Yuan Qi was depleted, large amounts of Yuan Qi would inevitably gush out.
With the addition of so much Yuan Qi, it caused the Yuan Qi light shield around Ning Yue to be abnormally firm. No matter how Old Tan suppressed, he could not shatter the Yuan Qi protective shield.
In a blink of an eye, half an hour passed.
The current Old Tan was covered in sweat and had long lost the high-spirited spirit from back then.
50 minutes passed.
Old Tan unleashed his aura like a maniac, attempting to impact the protective shield in front of Ning Yue once again.
One hour!
In a blink of an eye, an hour passed. Bean-sized beads of sweat appeared on Old Tan's forehead, his face revealing a look of disappointment.
"Old man, an hour is up. Can you give me the white flying sword in your hand now?"
The moment the time was up, Feng Zi shouted, not leaving any face for Old Tan at all.
"Can I renege on a debt?!"
With a low cry, Old Tan flicked his wrist, directly throwing the white flying sword in his hand at Feng Zi!
Pa!
Feng Zi was long prepared. The instant the white flying sword flew out, his figure flashed and caught it firmly in his hand.
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