"As for safety, with Alliance Lord Song here, do you really need to worry about that?"
The Zhengqi League disciple finally calmed down at Wang Chong's final words, gradually regaining some courage. Although Ghost Owl was formidable, he was on a completely different level from Alliance Lord Song Yuanyi. With the alliance lord present, even if the Black Yin Sect wanted to kill him, they would find it very difficult to succeed.
"Young Master, be at ease! I will do my best!"
The Zhengqi League disciple excitedly said.
This battle had attracted the attention of countless people. After witnessing the strength of this' Young Master Qingyang 'of the Five Ancestor Alliance, they were now rather expectant of this' Young Master Qingyang 'of the Zhengqi League. Whether it was real or fake, there was definitely a fake here!
Soon, under everyone's gazes, the two of them walked onto the battlefield. The atmosphere was tense, and the battle was on the verge of breaking out.
"It seems like the one from the Zhengqi League is a fake. I bet that he'll be defeated in three moves!"
"Three moves? Are you crazy? He won't even be able to get three feet from Ghost Owl's Ghost Prison Stellar Energy before he'll be kneeling on the ground! "
The crowd whispered to each other, none of them optimistic about Wang Chong's chances.
"Kill him!"
As Ghost Owl expressionlessly stepped onto the battlefield, he suddenly heard a soft voice at his ear. Startled, he immediately understood.
But a moment later, as he was gathering up Stellar Energy, there was a flash of light as a distant figure shot toward him. Ghost Owl was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized that it was that martial artist from the Zhengqi League! That insignificant Xuan Martial Realm warrior actually chose to take the initiative to attack him.
"Hmph, he's truly seeking death!"
Ghost Owl had always had an inflexible and taciturn personality, but even he couldn't help but sneer at this sight. If this fellow had done what Zhao Dayong had done, he might have been able to hold on for a little longer, but he had chosen to attack him. This was truly foolish to the extreme, no different from suicide.
Ghost Owl's previous plans were no longer necessary. He only needed one move to finish off his opponent.
In truth, the crowd reacted exactly as Ghost Owl had expected.
Boom!
Seeing the Zhengqi League disciple initiate a suicidal attack, the crowd burst into laughter.
"Is this guy a pig? This is simply throwing an egg at a rock! "
"I overestimated him! You want to defeat Ghost Owl like this? How is that possible?! "
…
At this moment, even the Lord of the Zhengqi League, Song Yuanyi, couldn't help but frown. He hadn't seen Wang Chong directing the Zhengqi League disciples to attack the Black Yin Great Ancestor with a sword formation, helping the Zhengqi League avert disaster. By the time he arrived, it was already over. He had only heard about it from Ouyang Changheng and the other disciples.
Due to his trust in Ouyang Changheng and his many disciples, Song Yuanyi did not doubt this matter. However, Wang Chong's behavior was truly shocking. This was definitely not a wise move.
Even Deputy Alliance Master Xie Guangting did not say anything on the surface, but there was a slight ripple in his eyes. In that instant, no one knew what he was thinking.
Ten zhang, eight zhang, seven zhang, six zhang …
The distance between the two grew smaller and smaller. "Boom!" Ghost Owl laughed coldly, and without hesitation, he released the Ghost Domain Stellar Energy within his body. "Howl!" In an instant, thick smoke billowed, and ghostly wails and wolf howls could be heard. Boundless Ghost Domain Stellar Energy surged out of Ghost Owl's body, filling the air. This black Stellar Energy surged like countless evil ghosts struggling in the depths of hell, striking fear into the hearts of onlookers.
The battle was about to begin. Everyone could see that the Zhengqi League disciple was on the verge of defeat. Ghost Owl didn't even need to do anything. All he had to do was release his Stellar Energy and release that thick smoke, and the battle would be over in less than a breath's time.
Boom!
In a flash, the Profound Martial realm disciple of the Zhengqi League shot like a shooting star into the Ghost Domain mist around Ghost Owl.
Creee!
The moment that Righteous Alliance disciple charged in, there was a howl of Stellar Energy, and then the air began to tremble. In just a few moments, there was the sound of several collisions of Stellar Energy.
Roooar! Before anyone could react, the Righteous Alliance Profound Martial disciple who had just charged in staggered back and landed on the ground, his face ghastly pale as he stared in the direction of Ghost Owl.
"Did he lose?"
In an instant, everyone looked in Ghost Owl's direction.
At the same time, the Black Yin Ancestor and the Myriad Ghost Ancestor slightly curled their fingers, ready to strike at a moment's notice and flick the fake Young Master Qingyang to death. But a moment later, cries of alarm resounded through the air …
"Heavens! How could this be? Just what happened just now? "
"Ghost Owl! Ghost Owl actually lost!"
At that moment, tens of thousands of eyes turned to look at Ghost Owl on the battlefield. He was the victor that everyone thought would be in the bag. However, Ghost Owl had a sword stuck in his chest. Blood flowed like a fountain, and his face was filled with disbelief.
— — the sword had struck a vital point in his chest, and with just that one strike, Ghost Owl was already heavily injured.
"Impossible! This can't be!"
On the edge of the battlefield, Young Master Qingyang's eyes went wide, his mind in turmoil and his face covered in disbelief.
His original indifference, calmness, and confidence were all swept away in an instant. What was left was only a deep shock. Using a Profound Martial realm cultivator to challenge an Imperial Martial realm expert was something that even he could only constantly circle around and wear down his opponent's willpower and patience. Afterwards, he could find an opportunity to strike at his opponent's weakness and defeat him in a single blow.
But the martial artist Wang Chong had chosen had taken the initiative to attack. This was simply unbelievable.
At this moment, apart from a small number of people, no one knew what had just happened.
"This is …"
On the other side, Song Yuanyi and Xie Guangting slowly withdrew their gazes from the battlefield, their brows slightly furrowed.
The two of them were not as confused as the bystanders. They had clearly seen everything that had happened just now, but it was precisely because of this that they were even more confused.
Ghost Owl's Ghost Prison Stellar Energy could greatly interfere with martial artists weaker than him, including Imperial Martial experts of the same level. It could affect the Stellar Energy in their bodies, causing it to slow down or even stop flowing. But for some reason, the Profound Martial disciple that Wang Chong had chosen from the Zhengqi League was completely unaffected when he charged in.
Not only that, but he had also managed to evade two of Ghost Owl's attacks in an extremely thrilling manner. But when it came to the third attack, for some reason, Ghost Owl's Stellar Energy suddenly went haywire. His Stellar Energy clashed, and he was thrown into disarray. The first howl everyone heard was from Ghost Owl in this situation.
Soon after, the Profound Martial disciple from the Zhengqi League struck out with his sword. Given Ghost Owl's powerful cultivation and thick Stellar Energy, he should have been able to easily block the attack, but for some reason, an opening suddenly appeared in an area that shouldn't have been a problem. The sword in the Zhengqi League disciple's hand passed through the small opening without any resistance and stabbed into his chest.
Not many people noticed that Ghost Owl's Ghost Prison Technique had been broken in an instant.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed that the Profound Martial disciple that Wang Chong had chosen had taken the initiative to attack and even won!
"A diversion, baiting the enemy, and a pair of eyes that can see through the finest details … he was already defeated from the start," Song Yuanyi muttered to himself.
Song Yuanyi muttered to himself. He slowly turned his gaze to the nearby Wang Chong, a pensive look in his mind. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would have believed that this youth of seventeen or eighteen would possess such talent.
But there was one thing that Song Yuanyi didn't understand. Just how had Wang Chong done it? The Five Ancestor Alliance's Ghost Prison Technique was not taught to outsiders, and this technique was so powerful that not even Song Yuanyi knew what flaws it had. How had Wang Chong seen through this flaw and made Ghost Owl take the bait, causing the Stellar Energies in his body to clash with each other and allowing him to lose to a Profound Martial expert who was far weaker than him?
As the wind howled and Wang Chong's robes flapped in the wind, he could sense countless gazes on his body, all of them with different expressions: shock, envy, disbelief, deep jealousy … all these emotions were present.
But most of them were deep confusion. Everything had happened far too quickly. Other than Wang Chong, there were very few people who truly understood what had happened.
"This is called making a mistake and making a mistake. If it was anyone else, it would have been fine, but the Black Yin Ancestor thought himself clever and actually chose someone who cultivates the Ghost Prison Art. I'll use him to show off my strength!"
Wang Chong had a relaxed expression on his face as he silently smiled at the Black Yin Ancestor. The Black Yin Ancestor's complexion had long ago turned ashen.
The Ghost Prison Art was renowned throughout the evil path, but Wang Chong had long ago heard from his master that this technique had a massive flaw that wasn't even worth mentioning. This cultivation technique, after using the "Ghost Prison Forest", if followed by the "Ghost Prison Emptiness", it would immediately cause the astral energy to diverge. The two main meridians in the body that were connected to the arm would conflict with each other and twist together like pythons.
At that time, even if Ghost Owl had the strength of an Imperial Martial expert, his strength would plummet and he would be left completely defenseless.
This was precisely what Wang Chong had had that Profound Martial disciple of the Zhengqi League do. To draw out his' Ghost Prison Myriad 'and' Ghost Prison Emptiness', this might seem like a fantasy to others, but to Wang Chong, it was as simple as breathing.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
