Spear Intent Transforming into a Dragon!
This was definitely not a simple attack, but Yang Wu becoming one with his spear.
This spear did not belong to Yang Wu. He had just obtained it, yet he had already become one with it. If others were to find out about this, their jaws would drop from shock.
Any weapon and its master would need a very long time to become one with each other. Only under the right circumstances would they be able to become one with their weapon.
Why was Yang Wu able to do this as soon as he obtained his weapon?
This was all because of his War Blood talent and the Yang family's spear art. There was an inexplicable connection between the two. When used at the same time, he would be able to unleash extraordinary battle prowess.
Yang Jie was the clearest about this. He was born in the Yang family, so he knew the secrets of the Yang family better than anyone else. When he saw Yang Wu unleash such a powerful attack, he could not help but exclaim, "Becoming one with the spear, this is a sign of the War Blood talent returning to its roots!"
From afar, Yang Wu looked like a heaven-defying True Dragon. The might of his spear looked down on the heavens, as if it wanted to break through the heavens. The dense spear intent contained the Dao of Death, and it could go against all enemies.
The young Hall King sensed the might of Yang Wu's spear and a trace of ferocity appeared on his youthful face. He coldly said, "I can slay a dragon with one hand!"
The young Hall King's innate power surged from his arm. Scales appeared on his arm as a large amount of Xuan Qi lingered around his arm. The faint shadow of a qilin appeared behind him. This was his innate potential — the Qilin Arm!
The young Hall King was extremely arrogant and confident. No one in his age group was his match, and he could suppress those at the same level as him. Moreover, Yang Wu's cultivation was below his.
A true dragon against a qilin — all things would be destroyed.
The geniuses watched from afar with shock in their eyes. They clenched their fists and gritted their teeth, wanting nothing more than to charge over and fight the two of them.
The True Dragon and Qilin collided who knows how many times, but the two were actually equally matched.
The Young Hall King could not accept this fact. He was in the Heavenly Fish Realm, but he could not suppress Yang Wu even after activating the Kylin Arm. This was the first time that he could not deal with someone weaker than him. He opened his mouth and spat out a stream of Qi, which rushed toward Yang Wu like a suspended river. The two forces attacked each other from both sides.
Eloquent as a river!
This was another small talent. As expected of a peerless genius that only appears once in a thousand years.
Geniuses who could awaken one Innate Skill were all top-tier geniuses. Geniuses who could awaken two Innate Skills at the same time could be called peerless geniuses. Such peerless geniuses were one in a million. When they grew up, their battle prowess would be astonishing. The Young Hall King and Yang Wu belonged to this category. Not only did they awaken two Innate Skills, they even awakened three Innate Skills.
The Young Hall King had the talent of "Eloquent as a River", which belonged to the gift of the mouth. It did not belong to the category of internal organs, blood vessels, bones, or souls, so it was not a big talent. For example, Yang Wu's Wind-god's Legs and Barbaric God's Arm were small talents.
This stream of Qi suddenly rushed out and disrupted Yang Wu's attack, forcing him to roll continuously. His Qi and blood were in turmoil. His chest was dented, and at least three of his sternum were broken. More than half of his body was soaked in blood. The tip of his spear was also stained with blood. Obviously, he did not have much of an advantage.
There were two bloody holes in the Young Hall King's thighs. His neatly combed hair was also disheveled. He had lost his usual clean and elegant appearance.
"Yang Wu, you brat, I will definitely bury you here!" The Young Hall King's long hair fluttered in the wind. With a strong killing intent, he took out his Longevity Sword and attacked Yang Wu again.
This time, the Young Hall King was serious.
Yang Wu was still using the Dragon Reverse Spear Technique. As he used his War Blood to complement the Dragon Reverse Spear Technique, he found that his spear technique was improving very quickly. He was close to the stage of greater mastery. Once he reached greater mastery, his explosive power would be even stronger.
When he fought, there was the Dao of Death and Blood Qi. These powers were not something ordinary people could withstand. The Young Hall King was only able to withstand them because of the floating light on his body.
The Longevity Sword Technique was the same as the Longevity Fist. They were the most powerful techniques of the Longevity Hall. The Young Hall King had used them to defeat countless powerful enemies.
The Longevity Sword, one gave birth to two, two gave birth to three, and three gave birth to ten thousand swords. Countless sword shadows formed a terrifying sword aura that wanted to cut Yang Wu into pieces.
How could Yang Wu resist such a terrifying attack without the help of the Thunder Saint Hammer?
Yang Wu felt suffocated. He finally realized how big the gap between him and his opponent was. He desperately wanted to break through the Celestial Fish Realm and fight to the death.
Just as his conviction wavered, Little Hei's voice seemed to ring in his ears. "Little Wu, are you going to admit defeat just like that? Then you don't deserve to be my human pet! "
At this moment, Yang Wu's gaze once again became incomparably resolute. A long sword appeared in his other hand. His War Blood Talent boiled to the extreme. His Soul Eye and the Earthly Spring Eye shone together. The bright moon rose, the heavenly fish gave birth to the eye, the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Bridge was like a rainbow, and the Thousand Holes Dantian spurted out at the same time. Wisps of Immortal Qi separated and entered his body. They poured into the long sword and turned into a meteor that pierced out.
Nameless Sword!
When this sword pierced out, heaven and earth dimmed. Stars exploded in the distant starry sky. The destructive heavenly might was abnormally terrifying. The thousands of swords that surrounded him were all destroyed by this sword.
The sword rainbow went straight into the Young Hall King's chest. His Little Saint Garment blocked this sword, but there was still a very powerful aftershock that shook his organs. He vomited blood and flew backward. His blood and Qi were all messed up, and his combat strength was halved.
Yang Wu was not in a good state either. His Nameless Sword pierced through more than half of the Longevity Sword Will, but a small part of it still landed on his body. Each sword cut left a wound on his body. Even though he was wearing the Little Saint Armor, he was still cut by the sword. The destructive power was extremely shocking.
Yang Wu was covered in blood. His limbs were almost cut off, and the bones inside were exposed. Fortunately, he protected his head with all his strength. If his head was also cut off, he would not be able to save himself.
Both of them were seriously injured, but they still did not retreat. They used their trump cards and continued to fight.
"Yang Wu, little brat, I will use your life to pay for every drop of blood I shed."
"Other than your blood, your head also belongs to me."
A small sparkling pagoda appeared between the Young Hall King's eyebrows. It had seven levels, and each level emitted boundless brilliance. It was like a natural holy object that made all living things tremble in fear. This was the Young Hall King's ultimate talent — Sword Pagoda!
Once this pagoda appeared, countless swords appeared. The longsword in his hand flew out. Yang Wu's longsword kept jumping, trying to escape from his hand. Even the sword weapons of the prodigies in the distance broke free and flew toward the Sword Pagoda. It was a strange phenomenon of ten thousand swords facing the pagoda.
Yang Wu revealed an extremely serious expression. He had seen the Young Hall King use this move in the Blood Wyrm Nest. Its killing power was terrifying. Now that the Young Hall King's strength had reached a new level, the might of the Sword Pagoda was probably not something he could withstand.
"This is the Young Hall King's supreme killing talent. Yang Wu must die!"
"It's an eye-opener to be able to see the Young Hall King use his full strength to kill the enemy."
"If this continues, the Young Hall King can become one of the candidates for the Heir of Kunlun's Field."
"Yang Wu is from the King of Hell's Palace. He can withstand the attack of the small banana fan and not die. Perhaps he has some other moves."
…
Yang Wu understood why his soul eye attack couldn't kill the Young Hall King. It should be because of this Sword Pagoda.
This Sword Pagoda's attack interfered between the tangible and intangible. Not only could it attack the soul, but it could also destroy the physical body. It was a great talent.
Yang Wu didn't panic. He opened his third eye, and the soul light shot toward the Sword Pagoda. He wanted to see if his soul eye could contend against the Sword Pagoda.
When the power of the soul light came into contact with these sword blades, there was indeed a contest. Soul light could destroy souls, and similarly, it could destroy these sword blades that were condensed from soul power. However, destroying the sword blades was only treating the symptoms and not the root cause. Only by damaging the Sword Pagoda itself could it stop these sword blades from continuing to kill.
At this moment, a large number of sword blades were strangling towards him. Yang Wu raised his sword and attacked continuously, constantly slashing at these sword blades. Unfortunately, these sword blades were formed from soul power and couldn't be destroyed by physical strength. When the sword blades landed on Yang Wu's body, strands of sword blade power entered his body, cutting him until he was in great pain. The most terrible thing was that these sword blade powers were still stabbing towards his third eye. They entered the Divine Court and wanted to destroy his soul.
"You have a soul eye, and I also have a Sword Pagoda. Let's see who is stronger!" While the Young Hall King circulated the Longevity Art to recover from his injuries, he watched proudly as the power of his Sword Pagoda strangled Yang Wu. In his eyes, Yang Wu was definitely going to die.
"This time, Yang Wu has gone overboard." Yang Jie cried out in surprise from afar. He felt extremely regretful in his heart. If Yang Wu knew how to endure, he would definitely be able to compete with the Young Hall King in the future. Even if he wasn't as good as the Young Hall King, he wouldn't be too far off and could still become an overlord.
The little flood dragon beside Yang Jie kept flicking out its tongue, looking as if it wanted to rush over and help Yang Wu. However, it was firmly suppressed by Yang Jie, not allowing it to act recklessly.
At this moment, the number of prodigies in the surroundings had already reached 30 to 40 people. They were all watching the Young Hall King judge Yang Wu and kill the evil party.
The Sword Pagoda was very harmful to the body, but Yang Wu had the Little Saint Armor and could still defend himself. How could his soul defend himself?
Soul Control Heart Sutra!
This was an immortal sutra that Little Hei had imparted to Yang Wu. It was a secret of the Soul Race. He had the Divine Court Dao Flower, so he could completely cultivate it. After cultivating it, he understood more and more how to use the power of the soul.
Just as the power of the Sword Pagoda entered his Divine Court, the Soul Control Heart Sutra moved. The Divine Court Dao Flower opened and closed, forming a ball of invisible power that enveloped his soul, blocking the many sword blades outside his soul.
The Soul Control Heart Sutra was divided into five stages: Soul Awakening, Soul Guide, Soul Body, Battle Soul, and Soul Control. Yang Wu had already reached the peak of Soul Guide and hadn't had the opportunity to break through to Soul Body. Under the threat of the Sword Pagoda's power, the Soul Control Heart Sutra finally had a breakthrough.
His soul sat cross-legged at the core of the flower, absorbing the power of the Divine Court Dao Flower. Layers of soul power enveloped and cleansed him, forming an even more real soul. A different kind of life force erupted. His soul roared, and the Divine Court Dao Flower swayed, shattering all the sword blades.
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