"Father!"
Wang Chong's mind reeled in shock. He had been focused on the battlefield this entire time, pondering how to deal with the Behemoth. He had never imagined that his father, the Mighty Miracle God, would be forced into such dire straits in such a short time. But from such a distance, not even someone of Wang Chong's strength could come to his aid in such a short time.
"Hahaha, die!"
Underground, Masil was madly laughing. He had never been one to be easily satisfied. In this operation, besides the young Tang commander, the other three Tang commanders were also his targets.
Killing several enemy Great General level commanders had always been a game and hobby of his that he never got tired of. If he could kill that young man and the Tang Dynasty commanders at the same time, nothing could be better for Masil.
"Kid, first kill these Tang people for me!"
Deep underground, Masil controlled the Burning One to spit out a lava-like flame. One hundred zhang, two hundred zhang … the flames rapidly expanded, and just when it seemed like Wang Yan was about to be heavily injured by the Burning One's flames, something completely unexpected occurred …
Bang!
A majestic bolt of Psychic Energy shot forward, striking the Burning One as well as the Psychic Energy that Masil had attached to the Burning One.
"Father!"
Only now did Wang Chong's shout come from the distance. Not even Masil had expected that in his panic, Wang Chong would almost instinctively unleash his Psychic Energy and attack the Burning One in its purest form.
Hong, the burning gold and surging sea of lava that could even melt rocks suddenly trembled and abruptly deviated from its original direction. With the force of a thunderbolt, it abruptly smashed onto the ground a hundred feet away from Wang Yan. At almost the same time, Wang Chong's boundless Psychic Energy shattered the strand of Psychic Energy that Masil had left on the Burning One.
“！！！”
The world fell silent. Masil's eyes were wide open as he sat on the head of the centipede monster, dumbstruck.
How could this be?!
Masil's mind was raging with great waves of shock. Even though only a sliver of the Psychic Energy attached to the Burning One had been destroyed, this was no less than a massive earthquake to Masil. At this moment, Masil would not have been so shocked even if his four strongest Behemoths had been slain in front of him. As everyone knew, there were very few Mind Power Masters in this world. The probability of two equally powerful Mind Power Masters meeting on the battlefield was not impossible, but it was close to zero.
"Could it be that there are also top-notch Psyche Masters among these heathens? Impossible! This was impossible! How could such a thing happen?! "
Masil's mind was in turmoil. Wang Chong's Psychic Energy had dealt him an unprecedented blow.
"Coincidence! It must be a coincidence! "
Masil clenched his teeth, but he quickly came to his senses. As the leader of the Arabian Behemoth Army, he had been bestowed many Psychic Energy tools by the Caliph, and as a priest, he had obtained an ancient legacy, allowing him to possess such powerful Psychic Energy. No matter how strong a normal martial artist was, they would never be able to compare.
No!
Almost no martial artist could match up to him in terms of spiritual power. He could not believe it. This had to be a mistake!
"Burning One! Attack! "
Masil's mind screeched as he communicated with the Burning One on the ground.
… …
"Chong-er!"
On the fierce battlefield, Wang Yan's Mighty Miracle God slowly withdrew his gaze from the blazing lava and subconsciously turned to Wang Chong behind him. The fiery giant lizard's attack was extremely powerful. Wherever the flames passed, the rocks were all melted, leaving behind a huge pit with a diameter of more than a hundred feet. The pit was charred black, and smoke was constantly rising from it.
The fiery lizard's attack had missed. Such a thing had never happened before. Although he didn't know what had happened, Wang Yan was sure that this matter had something to do with Wang Chong.
In the distance, Wang Chong could clearly sense Wang Yan's gaze, and he was even more shocked than his father. Although he was the War Saint and possessed abnormally powerful Psychic Energy, Wang Chong had never had a chance to test it. This was Wang Chong's first time clashing with a powerful Psychic Energy expert on a large-scale battlefield. In that moment, Wang Chong had almost instinctively released his Psychic Energy, but he truly hadn't expected it to have any effect.
Roooar!
A roar came from next to him, and at the same time, he heard cries of alarm from the crowd.
"Milord! Careful! "
"Not good! That Behemoth is about to spit fire again! "
The crowd on the battlefield was in a panic. Wang Chong's heart tightened as he turned his head and saw that the Behemoth was crouching on all fours, its throat bulging as it began to spit out flames much thicker than before. Rumble! As Wang Chong and Wang Yan looked over, the Behemoth spat out another attack, this one much stronger than before.
"Buzz!"
There was no time to think. A majestic bolt of Psychic Energy erupted from between Wang Chong's brows, piercing through the air to strike the distant fiery lizard.
"Boom!"
Nothing happened, but Wang Chong felt like he had struck a steel wall. Within the body of the fiery lizard, Wang Chong could clearly sense a sinister and cold Psychic Energy that also exuded a thick aura of darkness.
A Psychic Energy expert!
Although he couldn't see anything, Wang Chong was sure that this was the Psychic Energy expert controlling all the Behemoths from behind the curtains.
"Brat, just where did you come from?!"
Masil's furious roar resounded in Wang Chong's mind.
"I'm going to kill your people!"
Wang Chong sneered, and then another enormous surge of Psychic Energy, even stronger than before, erupted from Wang Chong's brow. The two Psychic Energies fused into one and slammed into the dark and sinister Psychic Barrier. Rumble! Masil's Psychic Energy was once more pulverized.
Boom!
At almost the same time, the magma spewed out by the giant "Burning One" seemed to be struck by an invisible force. It deviated once more and spat out more than a hundred meters away from Wang Yan, scorching the ground.
"Retreat! Pass on my order! All soldiers, retreat! "
Wang Yan ordered, but he himself remained unmoving. Although he didn't know what had happened or how Wang Chong had done it, the current situation was undoubtedly extremely advantageous to the Tang Dynasty, the best chance to cover the retreat of the army.
In order to cover the retreat of the army, Wang Yan's infantry had suffered grievous losses.
Rumble! The moment Wang Yan gave the order, the Tang Dynasty infantry began to retreat. Even as they retreated, they maintained strict order and formation.
On the other side, the Burning One's two missed shots had caused far more changes. In the air, even Abu Muslim and Ziyad, the two Arab governors engaged in fierce battle, noticed this anomaly. Although the Behemoths were not as intelligent as humans, their instincts were extremely terrifying, not one bit inferior to the supreme experts of the martial path.
The fiery lizard primarily breathed fire, and when it did so, it was not only extremely fast, but also extremely accurate. Two missed shots in a row was not normal!
In that instant, both of them frowned deeply.
But the Behemoth Army had always been a force outside of their control, a force directly under the Caliph of the Arabian Empire. Not even Abu Muslim knew anything about its secrets. Thus, he had no way of knowing what had happened to the Behemoth.
At this moment, no one was more shocked than Masil, seated cross-legged on the head of the centipede monster.
Wang Chong's Psychic Energy strike had struck him like a magnitude 12 earthquake.
Masil's entire body was in a state of shock.
"Psychic Energy expert! Psychic Energy expert … he really is a Psychic Energy expert!! "
Masil's eyes were on the verge of popping out of their sockets. He had been deceiving himself the first time, believing that two powerful Psychic Energy experts could not appear on the same battlefield at the same time. But the second time, Wang Chong's Psychic Energy strike had shattered all his hopes.
"How could there be such a thing! Just how old is this brat? Just how old is he? How could he have such powerful Psychic Energy! "
"I don't believe it! I can't believe it!"
Masil inwardly roared.
Psychic Energy, like martial arts, relied on ancient legacies. And because this was a world of martial arts, the legacies of Psychic Energy were even more ancient and vast than those of martial arts. Almost no one with powerful Psychic Energy was young.
Masil was a genius. Although he was born with a hunched back and an ugly appearance, his Psychic Energy was abnormally powerful. Very few people in the Arabian Empire could contend against him, which was why he was able to raise the Behemoth Army. In this aspect, even the Governor of Iron and Blood of the Eastern War Zone would have to admit that he was inferior.
It was precisely because of this rare talent that Masil was able to hold an important position in the Arabian Empire, where martial strength reigned supreme, that he was valued by the Caliph.
But now, Masil had encountered another powerful Psychic Energy expert, one much younger than him. This completely overturned Masil's understanding of Psychic Energy experts.
"This world can't have so many powerful Psychic Energy experts! I alone will be enough. Everyone else must die! Infidel, you must die! No matter what price I have to pay, you must remain here today!! "
Masil inwardly bellowed.
Before, Masil had only wanted to kill Wang Chong out of selfishness because of the three Behemoths he had spent so much effort raising. But now, Masil's killing intent for Wang Chong had reached its peak. Masil could even ignore Gao Xianzhi, Cheng Qianli, and Wang Yan, whom he had previously wanted dead.
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