"Not good!"
Upon seeing this halo, Wang Chong and Miyasame Ayaka's faces warped. They knew that they had kicked a metal plate this time around. The 'Halo of Mire' was a mutated halo unique to Goguryeo. In essence, it was a strength halo, but due to the unique environment of Goguryeo, it came with the 'muddy' effect. Not only could it boost one's strength, it could also slow down the movements of one's opponents.
Only a handful of elites in Goguryeo possessed such a halo!
Wang Chong had intended for Miyasame Ayaka to pick the weaker True Martial realm cultivators, but from the looks of it, she had miscalculated.
"Gongzi, be careful!"
Miyasame Ayaka also realized that she had made a mistake in her judgement. The other party was clearly much stronger than she had thought.
It seemed like she had made a mistake.
"Hahaha, you two thieves. Recently, a dozen or so cultivators suddenly vanished from the face of the earth in the first base. I don't know if they're still alive or dead. You must be the culprit, right?"
The one-eyed fatty laughed heartily, but this time, he spoke in the language of the Central Plains. His only eye was bright and shrewd.
He wasn't a fool. He could tell that the two fellows before him were intentionally provoking him to lure him here. Thinking back to the disappearance of the warriors not too long ago, he could already guess what was going on.
"Die!"
The one-eyed fatty roared in laughter. Around him, mountains collapsed and tsunamis roared. The air seemed to be stirred up by an invisible force, and as though tons of mud, it charged toward Wang Chong and Miyasame Ayaka with the might of a thunderbolt.
The halo of a True Martial realm expert wasn't just for show. It harnessed the laws of nature, allowing one to tap into the power of nature and exert strength far beyond one's own.
At this moment, his strength had completely suppressed Miyasame Ayaka and Wang Chong.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
At the same time that he activated the Halo of Mire, the one-eyed fatty laughed heartily. With three sabers in his hands, he charged toward Wang Chong and Miyasame Ayaka with the momentum of a thunderbolt.
He had intentionally waited for Wang Chong and Miyasame Ayaka to approach him before activating the Halo of Swamp. He wanted to catch them off guard and trap them within his Power of Swamp, preventing them from escaping.
For at least ten breaths, Wang Chong and Miyasame Ayaka wouldn't be able to escape swiftly. Ten breaths were enough to do a lot of things.
"Pay with your life for the warriors of the empire!"
The one-eyed fatty seemed to have gone berserk, and his three broadswords rained down on Miyasame Ayaka and Wang Chong. In just an instant, Wang Chong and Miyasame Ayaka had fallen into a bitter battle.
Be it Miyasame Ayaka's Spectre Steps or Wang Chong's Phantom Steps, they were both outstanding speed-type secret arts. However, the one-eyed fatty's "Quagmire Aura" coincidentally countered them.
The more powerful a speed-type absolute art was, the faster its speed would decrease when it encountered an external environment that restrained it. For example, if an ordinary person were to fall into a swamp, the most they would be able to do was to shift.
On the other hand, if a swift cheetah were to fall into a swamp, its speed would be reduced by a significant amount. This was the situation that Wang Chong and Miyasame Ayaka were in at the moment.
Yiiii! — —
A sharp whistle suddenly sounded from afar. Wang Chong's heart skipped a beat. This was the signal that he had agreed upon with the master archer sent by The King of Song.
As long as he responded with a sharp whistle, the other party would immediately reinforce him from afar!
Given that fellow's strength, there was a high chance that he would severely injure the Goguryeon elite.
But Wang Chong didn't want to do so.
All master archers were prideful individuals, and the more formidable they were, the more arrogant they were. If he were to fail in his first challenge against a True Martial realm opponent, the other party would surely look down on him. As long as he harbored such thoughts, it wouldn't be easy to mobilize him in the future.
And Wang Chong still had many opportunities to mobilize him in the future!
No matter what, I have to find a way to defeat him first. If I'm not a match for him, it won't be too late to get him to make a move then!
Wang Chong thought.
The master archer at the rear was an important force in his plan. Unless it was absolutely necessary, Wang Chong didn't want to use him easily. Besides, if he were to make the other party look down on him, it would be fine under normal circumstances. However, if he were to make a mistake in a critical situation where he needed his help, he would lose his life.
Sou!
Wang Chong executed the Single Character Consecutive Slash, and by a hair's breadth, he dodged the fatty's two consecutive slashes. While dodging, Wang Chong still managed to send out two surges of Sword Qi of Massacre, but they were all blocked by the other party's sword qi.
The other party's Halo of Bog was extremely powerful, and it had an obvious effect on Phantom Steps. However, Wang Chong didn't just have Phantom Steps. His Single Character Consecutive Slash was propelled by his Origin Energy, so it wasn't as affected by the 'Air Bog'.
On the other hand, Miyasame Ayaka's martial arts were superior to Wang Chong's, but at this moment, the restriction on her was greater than Wang Chong's.
Peng!
Under the control of the one-eyed fatty, the air swamp struck the ground like a heavy mountain, causing rumbling sounds to echo in the air. Miyasame Ayaka staggered, and her body was drenched in sweat. Unable to react in time, the saber qi struck her left shoulder, tearing it apart and tearing a deep gash in it. Fresh blood spurted out from the wound.
"Hahaha, lass, you must be from the Eastern Islands, right? The people of the Central Plains aren't like you. Hehe, once I capture you, I'll bring you back to the base to enjoy myself! "
The one-eyed fatty roared with laughter. Miyasame Ayaka was both embarrassed and furious. A single mistake had resulted in her being struck once more.
"Miyasame, left, three cun below my waist!"
At this moment, a firm and decisive voice suddenly sounded in her ears. Miyasame Ayaka's mind was in a mess, but upon hearing this voice, it was as if she had been infused with energy, and her mind suddenly cleared up.
"Three cun below my waist? Hmph, brat, do you think that you can succeed?"
Upon hearing Wang Chong's words, the one-eyed fatty's body tensed up as he instinctively felt threatened. But in the next instant, he burst into laughter. With his current strength, it was impossible for the two of them to get close to him. Even if they were to discover his weakness, it would be futile.
"Brat, your martial arts might not be high, but your movement technique sure is slippery. I was thinking of killing her first before killing you. But since you want to die so badly, I'll grant your wish! "
The one-eyed fatty's face was savage, and he abruptly turned his head around. Wang Chong's words had roused his killing intent. Even if he had to suffer a few slashes from Miyasame Ayaka, he would kill this fellow who threatened him first.
"I would like to see how you're going to stab three cun below my left waist!"
Hong long, the world spun. In an instant, a huge amount of 'muddy air', along with the three Goguryeon sabers, stirred up a powerful wave of Stellar Energy and charged toward Wang Chong at lightning speed.
This attack was as powerful as a tsunami crashing onto the shore. If he were to be struck, Wang Chong would surely die.
"Hmph!"
In the face of the one-eyed fatty's murderous move, Wang Chong remained standing on the spot, the corners of his lips curling into a cold smile.
The reason why he didn't allow the archers to make a move was because he still had a trump card up his sleeves.
In the next instant, without any hesitation, Wang Chong released the Bane of the Battlefield halo. Weng, a formless ripple spread out. There was no movement in the surroundings, but there seemed to be the rumbling of thunder in the depths of the void.
Weng!
Before the one-eyed fatty could react, a strange white ripple appeared around his body. When the white ripples appeared, that unique power exploded in the void.
Boom! Without the slightest warning, at least two-thirds of the "muddy air" that the one-eyed fatso had conjured suddenly exploded. It was a feeling of power being sucked out. Even the Yuan Qi in the one-eyed fatso's body suddenly stagnated, pausing for a moment.
As for the surrounding Origin Energy of the Mud, it was also greatly weakened!
"This?!!"
The one-eyed fatty was so frightened that his soul left his body, and his entire face turned pale. He had been stationed in the Central Plains for six to seven years now, but he had never encountered such a situation.
This kind of situation where his strength was reduced, which he had never experienced before, simply caught him off guard!
For his Origin Energy to suddenly go out of control in the midst of an intense battle, he understood what it meant. It was precisely because of this that his face turned even paler.
In a battle between experts, every second counted. Why would there be such a huge opening?
"This is a good chance!"
Sensing the change in the surrounding Origin Energy of the Mud, Miyasame Ayaka immediately grasped this rare opportunity. Puchi! Fresh blood splattered as a dagger stabbed three inches below the left side of the one-eyed fatty's waist. The dagger had pierced in from one side and came out from the other.
Puchi!
At the same time, Wang Chong's Sword Qi of Massacre pierced through the right side of the one-eyed fatty's chest. After the sword qi, Wang Chong's Phantom Movement Art reached its maximum speed, and the Little Yinyang Sword pierced through the one-eyed fatty's heart.
"Ah!"
The one-eyed fatty's only eye widened in shock. His hands were still in an offensive stance, and his face was filled with disbelief.
Even in death, he didn't understand how he had died. How could such an inconceivable phenomenon occur!
Along with the one-eyed fatty's death, a vast surge of Origin Energy more powerful than any he had felt before flowed into Wang Chong's body through the Little Yinyang Sword.
"Ah!"
Closing his eyes, Wang Chong exclaimed softly. Nourished by this surge of energy, Wang Chong felt his blood boiling.
"What incredible strength!"
A True Martial realm cultivator was far superior to an Origin Energy realm cultivator. Wang Chong could feel that the benefits he had received far exceeded any of his previous experiences.
The intensity of his Origin Energy had grown significantly, and the speed at which it flowed had also increased significantly. Even his strength had grown significantly!
This was something that Wang Chong's bitter cultivation couldn't compare to.
The Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art was known as the number one cultivation technique in the world, and Wang Chong had already comprehended its profundities.
There was no cultivation technique in the world that could raise one's cultivation faster than this.
"At this rate, I should be able to advance my cultivation to Origin Energy Tier 9 in less than a month."
Wang Chong thought.
Upon reaching Origin Energy Tier 9, one would be able to externalize one's Origin Energy, and Wang Chong would be able to cultivate even more advanced martial arts, such as the Hundred Steps Divine Fist. Furthermore, upon reaching Origin Energy Tier 9 pinnacle, one would be able to comprehend the power of laws, and one would be able to convert Origin Energy into Stellar Energy. Every single move of his would produce white ripples, and along with the tremors, the might of his attacks would be enhanced significantly!
On the path of martial arts, Origin Energy Tier 1 would be nothing more than a toddler learning to walk. Only upon reaching Origin Energy Tier 9 would one be considered to have reached Origin Energy Major Accomplishment, and only then would one be able to reach higher and stronger realms.
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