The Red Sun Monk's current technique was called Scorching Sun. It was a technique that utilized the vibrations of the chants in his mouth, the changes in his hand gestures, and the power of the mind to affect the opponent's body. Combined with hypnosis, brainwaves, magnetic fields, and other techniques, it combined reality and illusion, creating an effect similar to a microwave attack.
Zuo Zhicheng's entire body felt as if it had been placed in an oven, and all the bodily fluids in his body started to evaporate due to the heat.
He stomped hard with one leg, creating a big hole in the arena, and fell out of the arena. After dodging the Red Sun Monk's gaze, Zuo Zhicheng felt that the raging heat in his body had temporarily stabilized.
'Does it require vision to lock onto the target? ' Zuo Zhicheng guessed. This was the first time he had faced a mental attack from a First Rated Warrior. At this moment, the difference between him and the Red Sun Monk, who had not inherited any system of cultivation, was obvious.
Zuo Zhicheng had no idea how to defend against such an attack, and his mental power was far from the Red Sun Monk's, who had been cultivating for years. Hence, he could not waste it casually.
Just as he was thinking about this in his mind, the burning sensation that made him wish he was dead had already descended upon him once again.
'I can attack even without seeing it? '
With a cold snort, Zuo Zhicheng knocked away the wooden pole in front of him and dashed towards the Red Sun Monk's feet.
As he moved at high speed, the heat in his body lessened slightly.
'Does he need to lock onto my position through space? So if I move, it will be difficult to aim? '
With no time to think, Zuo Zhicheng had already punched upwards. Qi gushed out, and strong winds blew up. The wood fragments in the surroundings flew in all directions as if they had been hit by an explosion.
At the same time, Red Sun Monk also ruthlessly stomped on Zuo Zhicheng's fist. Originally, he was using his legs and exerting force from top to bottom, so he thought he could suppress Zuo Zhicheng's fist. But who would have thought that after the fist and leg collided, he felt his entire leg go numb, almost losing all feeling. His entire body was also sent flying by an unstoppable brute force.
'Was this kid born with divine strength?' Red Sun Monk cursed in his heart. He didn't expect the other party to be so energetic after being hit by his Scorching Sun. Especially the other party's strength and speed were so exaggerated.
Of course, he didn't know that Zuo Zhicheng's body had been transformed by the Corpse Meridian and was almost at the limit of an ordinary person.
On the other side, Zuo Zhicheng had regained the upper hand. Naturally, he did not know what it meant to be polite.
'I'll take your life while you're sick.'
As the Red Sun Monk was sent flying, Zuo Zhicheng once again chased after the Red Sun Monk like a maggot attached to a bone. The surging wind tore through the air, and in almost an instant, Zuo Zhicheng had already sent another punch down from the sky towards the Red Sun Monk's head.
One could even see a faint white aura flashing behind Zuo Zhicheng, like the mark left behind by a jet plane.
Facing Zuo Zhicheng's next attack, the Red Sun Monk didn't even have time to see his opponent's movements clearly. He didn't even have time to see whether Zuo Zhicheng was using his left or right hand before he released his next attack.
With a bang, flames shot out from the Red Sun Monk's hands like two fire dragons. They opened their mouths and tried to swallow Zuo Zhicheng's body.
'Is it a mental attack again?' Zuo Zhicheng squinted his eyes. Firstly, he was charging towards the Red Sun Monk and was in mid-air. It was almost impossible for him to dodge the attack. Secondly, mental attacks didn't cause any physical damage. He planned to use his mental strength to negate the attack like how he dealt with the Serpent King's attack previously.
Zuo Zhicheng charged into the fire dragons instantly. However, as soon as he entered, he realized that something was wrong.
'It's not a mental attack … It's real flames …'
The high temperature swept towards his cheeks, hair, and hands. He had no choice but to curl up his body and rely on his fire-resistant clothes to resist the high temperature.
Fortunately, he was fast enough to dodge the fire dragons' attack in an instant. However, his face was flushed red and he was slightly scalded.
As he curled up to resist the flames, he missed the opportunity to attack the Red Sun Monk.
On the other side, the Red Sun Monk had already landed on the ground. He formed another hand seal and attacked Zuo Zhicheng from a distance. The burning sensation hit him again.
Zuo Zhicheng had no choice but to dodge the Red Sun Monk's attack at high speed. Wherever he passed by, a few martial artists from the dojo would be grazed by the Red Sun Monk's Scorching Sun. All of them turned into dried corpses within a few seconds.
Zuo Zhicheng found an opportunity and threw his tactical dagger at the Red Sun Monk like a flying dagger. As the Red Sun Monk dodged, the heat attack from a distance disappeared.
'Does he have to maintain his hand seals and not move in order to sustain this kind of attack?' This was naturally because the Red Sun Monk's skills were not strong enough. This thought flashed through Zuo Zhicheng's mind. He stomped on the ground again with a boom and dashed towards the Red Sun Monk's location, leaving behind a large cloud of dust.
This time, Zuo Zhicheng saw clearly that the Red Sun Monk had thrown out two round balls from his hands. The so-called fire dragons were born from these round balls.
These round balls contained gunpowder and fuel, and there was an opening on the outside. Once they exploded and spouted fire, they would use the air and flames from the opening as a driving force to spin and move at high speed. They looked just like fire dragons.
This type of firearm was known as the Fire Spiral Dragon.
However, this time around, as the Red Sun Monk attacked, far more than two fire dragons were born. The fire dragons turned from one to two, then to four. In an instant, there were sixteen fire dragons, all of them pouncing towards Zuo Zhicheng crazily.
'Only two of them are real. Are the others just illusionary attacks created by the power of the mind?'
What would happen if he was hit? What would happen if they were all real flames?
The Red Sun Monk said calmly, "It's true that your physical attributes are very strong, but as long as you haven't stepped into the Mortal Plane, the difference between you and me will be like clouds and mud. "And this will be the reason for your downfall."
In the next moment, the sixteen fire dragons had already arrived before Zuo Zhicheng. However, Zuo Zhicheng took in a deep breath, and his chest expanded at a rate that could be seen by the naked eye. Then, when the flames came down, he let out a breath of air that was like a typhoon, extinguishing the flames on the two incoming fire dragons.
However, although the real flames were extinguished, the fake flames were still there. The remaining fourteen fire dragons formed from mental powers had already pounced onto Zuo Zhicheng's body. In his vision, a large cluster of flames soared into the sky, completely turning him into a flaming man.
The battle between the Red Sun Monk and Zuo Zhicheng was the focus of everyone's attention. However, from the beginning to the end, the Red Sun Monk had been suppressing Zuo Zhicheng. Regardless of whether it was Qing Yueqiu, Li Xunyi, or Jiang Qing, all they saw was Zuo Zhicheng dodging left and right under the Red Sun Monk's attacks, barely holding on.
This was especially so when the Red Sun Monk's mental powers were combined with the real flames. In addition to the Red Sun Monk's area-of-effect halo attacks, as well as Scorching Sun's invisible and invisible sneak attacks, there were many times when Zuo Zhicheng was unable to get close to him.
However, at this moment, Zuo Zhicheng's entire body suddenly turned red and hot. Wisps of white steam rose from the top of his head, and his entire body looked like a cooked prawn.
Li Xunyi and Qing Yueqiu cursed in their hearts. Just as they were about to save Zuo Zhicheng, a wave of killing intent had already swept out from Zuo Zhicheng like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves.
It was a terrifying chill that made everyone's hair stand on end.
Along with this chill, Zuo Zhicheng felt the flames on his body being swept away in an instant.
Looking at the Red Sun Monk's expression of disbelief, he clenched his fists and said, "Human form? Actually, I'm not very good at using such methods recently. "
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