After hearing Ao Seng's reminder, the two Martial Lords turned their heads around and looked at Ao Seng, wanting to confirm it again.
"You didn't hear wrong. This young man can indeed release compressed True Energy. Before, on the battlefield, I have already seen it."
After getting confirmation, the two Martial Lords didn't dare to act rashly. Compressed True Energy could kill people from a thousand miles away without leaving any traces.
"Another twenty Martial Lords come out and tightly surround him. Take turns attacking and pay attention to dodging. I don't believe he can't die from exhaustion."
If a real Martial King was there, Ao Seng would definitely not have the courage to use Martial Lords to fight a Martial King to death.
When a Martial King came out, they could at least fight against close to a hundred Martial Lords. Even if twenty Martial Lords came out, it would not be enough.
However, in Ao Seng's eyes, Luo Ping was a brat who cultivated some unknown unorthodox method to be able to forcefully release compressed True Energy. However, he shouldn't be able to last for long.
After giving the order, Ao Seng retreated outside of the circle and watched from afar. He was still a bit afraid. If Luo Ping suddenly launched a sneak attack on him, that wouldn't be good.
After the surrounding Martial Lords received the order, another twenty experts came out. They stepped forward and surrounded Luo Ping in the middle. As for the kings of the other countries, they were pushed to the side and the remaining high-level cultivators watched.
The Martial Lord who was merely sucked in by Luo Ping was not idle either. Right now, not only were his legs completely sucked in, even his head was sucked in.
It turned out that even though his four limbs were controlled, he did not give up and tried to bite Luo Ping. Of course, he was looking for his own death.
Seeing over twenty Martial Lords gathered around him, Luo Ping knew that the biggest battle after finishing his apprenticeship was about to begin. He was actually a bit excited and wanted to truly test what level his strength reached.
His body moved, and the True Energy in his entire body suddenly spread outwards. Immediately, the Martial Lord who was tightly sucked in was sent flying. He crashed into the wall of the treasury before heavily falling down.
After landing, he spat out a mouthful of blood and flew two meters away. Then, his face was down as he stuck to the ground, unable to move.
"You are courting death!"
The other Martial Lords immediately attacked. Five of them formed a group and attacked together. They took out their strongest skills and swore to kill the young man.
"Heart-Shattering Fist!"
"Mountain-Splitting Ringed Saber!"
"Shadowless Residual Kick!"
"Willow Drawing Palm!"
"Fallen Leaves Sword Technique!"
Facing the attacks of the five people, Luo Ping was still as calm as ever. With a slight movement, he dodged the attacks of the two people in front of him. Then, he flashed left and right again, dodging the attacks of the people on both sides. As for the attack of the person behind him, it was also easily neutralized by him.
In his eyes, the attacks of the five people did not seem to be a threat at all. Relying on his keen spiritual sense, he could easily detect the direction and strength of the attacks, thus he could react in advance.
The five of them didn't continue to attack after their attacks failed. Instead, they each dodged to the side, allowing the second group to enter the fray.
The five martial artists in the second batch had watched the exchange earlier and were already paying full attention to it.
Although the young man in front of them only dodged and didn't attack, when he dodged, his light and graceful body technique, his confident and indifferent expression, and his completely mocking attitude made them even more furious.
When had the Martial Lords ever been looked down upon like that? Not to mention a yellow-haired young man.
After the five of them got into position, they actually used a combined attack technique. Five swords, with true energy surrounding them, pierced towards Luo Ping's vital points at the same time.
The chest, back of the spine, the left side of the head, the right side of the waist, as well as Navel's body, all of them became the target of the attack. As long as one of them was hit, he would certainly be heavily injured.
Moreover, the five of them gathered true energy on their swords. They simply didn't care if Luo Ping used true energy to block or not. In their eyes, even if such a young man could compress and release his true energy, it couldn't possibly compare to the depth of their tens of years of cultivation.
Luo Ping investigated with his Spiritual Awareness and discovered that the combined attack technique of the five of them was quite exquisite. It was almost flawless. The vital points of his body, front, back, left, and right were all under their control.
If it were a normal person, it would truly be difficult for them to dodge. Even if they used qinggong to escape upwards, there wouldn't be enough time and they would still be pierced.
However, he wasn't a normal person to begin with. So, facing the almost flawless combined attack technique, Luo Ping still didn't dodge.
Without using the true energy in his entire body, Luo Ping planned to use his physical strength to take on the attacks of the five swords. He wanted to test how strong his body was after he cultivated the "Sandalwood Divine Technique" to the third layer.
When the five swords pierced his body, they made an ear-piercing sound. Sparks flew everywhere and the sword aura reversed, forming an arc.
The five of them used all the power in their bodies, but they were unable to pierce through in the slightest. After a moment of deadlock, their faces were covered with sweat and their veins were exposed.
At that instant, Luo Ping was extremely satisfied. The attacks of the five of them must have used all their strength. Also, with the true energy surrounding the swords, one could imagine how sharp they were. However, at that moment, they were completely blocked by his strong body. He didn't feel the slightest bit of pain.
Smiling in satisfaction, Luo Ping slowly raised his palms. He still didn't use any true energy. He was still using the power of his physical body.
"Wishful Phantom Divine Palm — Wishful Hundred Transformations!"
As his body spun, he continuously slapped out five palms. His front, back, left, and right were all taken care of without any trace of bias.
"Ahh."
Five continuous groans rang out. Quickly after, the five Martial Lords were like jets as they all flew out and heavily landed on the ground in the distance.
The remaining Martial Lords were dumbfounded. The surrounding kings were venting their hatred. Ao Sen, on the side, was grinding his teeth in anger. As for Luo Ping, as if no one was there, he tidied his clothes.
"Go! All of you go! You must not let him go! As long as you can kill him, I will heavily reward you!"
Ao Sen yelled with a sinister expression. He almost treated Luo Ping as the person who killed his father and wanted nothing more than to cut him into eight pieces.
As for the remaining Martial Lords, after hearing Ao Sen's promise, their initial hesitation disappeared. They no longer attacked in batches and all of them went out.
Over a dozen Martial Lords attacked with all their strength. They stirred the surrounding air and almost completely covered Luo Ping's surroundings. Even in the air above his head, several people appeared.
"Ahh, you must force me to start a massacre!"
Luo Ping helplessly murmured. He no longer planned to passively defend. He decided to attack and finish off all of his enemies.
Before, he was only passively testing the strength of his body. Now that he knew the answer, of course, he wasn't willing to continue playing around.
After all, he was currently in the Great Proud Country. If he delayed for too long, perhaps Martial Kings would appear. At that time, it would be troublesome.
Although he did not fear Martial Kings with his current strength, after all, he had only cultivated for a short period of time. Even if his Spirit power had already condensed into a spirit and created Spiritual Awareness, he could not guarantee that he would win against Martial Kings.
Those who became Martial Kings were either martial geniuses with extremely high cultivation talent, or they had firm willpower and extraordinary perseverance. No matter which one it was, they were not people who could be easily provoked.
Not only did they have deep True Power, their cultivation was solid, and their battle experience was rich. If the current Luo Ping were to encounter them, he would definitely not be able to take advantage of them.
"Wandering Cloud Palm's third style, 'Ten Thousand Miles of Wandering Cloud'!"
Luo Ping chose the palm technique that had a large area of effect, the 'Wandering Cloud Palm'. That palm technique was also the palm technique that he started cultivating the earliest, so he could already master it.
In addition, he already had True Energy in his body. As long as he gathered the True Energy into the palm images that filled the sky, the power would be enough to block the attacks of Martial Lords.
He struck out with his palm, creating palm images that filled the sky. They shot out in all directions and coincidentally met the attacks of the surrounding Martial Lords.
No matter if those Martial Lords were unarmed or holding weapons, at that instant, they were all blocked by the palm that seemed ordinary, but actually had shocking power.
After a short moment of buffering, a burst of power that soared into the sky suddenly exploded from the palm images. It knocked their weapons away, dissolved their attacks, and unceasingly imprinted itself onto the bodies of the Martial Lords.
* poof poof poof *
Every single one of them spurted out a mouthful of blood and were sent flying. The dozen or so Martial Lords all laid on the ground in a blink, completely losing the power to fight.
As for Luo Ping, at that instant, he was still standing in the middle of the field, completely unharmed. He still only used one strike to finish off his opponents, as if he didn't even take them seriously.
The more he acted like that, the more others could not see through his strength. No matter how they attacked, they were all easily dissolved by him. Moreover, all of the people who attacked were heavily injured and laid on the ground.
"Good, good, good, very good. You have completely enraged me. I originally planned to slowly take care of you, but it seems that there is no need for that now."
Ao Seng laughed from extreme anger.
"Archers, get ready. Shoot in succession and turn them all into meat paste. Leave not a single one alive."
Just as Ao Seng finished speaking, the generals at the outermost perimeter all took out their bows, pulled their bowstrings, and aimed at the people in the middle of the field.
The country lords and their followers immediately tensed up. Under such concentrated arrows, even if they could use their true energy to resist for a moment, after that, wouldn't they still die on the spot?
"Everyone, don't be afraid. As long as we work together, we will definitely be able to hold on."
Although Country Lord Zong Lie said those words, he actually had no confidence in his heart.
"That's right. As long as we work together, there is no need to fear them."
The Pinewood Country Lord also agreed.
The remaining country lords also braced themselves and prepared to face the sky full of arrows.
"Release the arrows!"
With Ao Seng's order, the archers immediately shot out their arrows, forming a wall of arrows between the two sides.
Looking at the flying arrows, the followers of the country lords immediately held their weapons in front of them. They waved their weapons and cut the arrows to the ground.
However, the archers of the Daao Nation took turns to attack, shooting wave after wave of arrows. Those followers did not have time to breathe at all. They kept consuming their true energy and were unable to hold on for long.
"Ah!"
Finally, a follower was shot in the left side of his chest by an arrow, almost close to his heart. In addition, he was already exhausted. Then, he was shot into a hedgehog by the arrows flying from behind.
"Ah, Ah Xiang! Ao Seng, you will die a horrible death. "
A small country lord looked at the dead follower and began to curse.
Like a chain reaction, several followers were shot to the ground by the sky full of arrows in the following time and were replaced by other followers.
The death of their companions did not make them timid. Instead, it aroused their fighting spirit. Although their numbers were decreasing, their combat power did not weaken at all. They still firmly blocked the country lords behind them.
In fact, the strength of the country lords was not weak. However, these followers wanted to preserve their strength at the cost of their lives. As long as the country lords' strength was still there, their chances of survival would be greater.
Luo Ping stood at the side and did not make a move. For him, the death of the followers of these countries had nothing to do with him. He only needed to ensure the safety of Country Lord Zong Lie and the others.
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