Seeing Zhou Bai’s clothes and shoes blasted open by the Primordial Spirit power, a hint of disdain flashed through Zheng Wentian’s eyes.
"To release the Primordial Spirit power and have it blow open your clothes and shoes is definitely a sign of insufficient control," something unimaginable for Zheng Wentian.
In the next moment, he saw the opponent hurl the Chun Jun sword directly at him.
The incoming Chun Jun was like a huge siege crossbow, accompanied by a whistling sound in the air, shooting straight at Zheng Wentian.
"Just a mere first realm and trying to use a sword as a flying sword? Foolish."
Zheng Wentian waved his hand, and his vermillion-colored Nine Suns Holy Power had already materialized, solidifying the Chun Jun in mid-air.
Then, with a force able to crush city walls, he fiercely struck out at Zhou Bai.
But just as he made his attack, Zhou Bai’s entire body seemed to be surrounded by swirling winds.
It was like a trance, a blink of an eye, and Zheng Wentian realized Zhou Bai had vanished from his sight.
Bang!
Zheng Wentian only felt a pain in his head, slightly reeling backward, with his body’s Protective Gang Qi also fluctuating slightly.
It was Zhou Bai, who, with miraculous speed, had kicked him right in the face.
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Although this kick did not break through the Protective Gang Qi and harm him, it was enough to infuriate Zheng Wentian.
"My face... stepped on by a mere mortal?"
The vermillion-colored Nine Suns Holy Power instantly boiled up, bursting forth a dazzling red light, like the magma from a volcanic eruption, howling towards Zhou Bai.
"Too slow."
Christina chuckled lightly, her figure flashed, accompanied by the sound of an air explosion, and she was once again behind Zheng Wentian, delivering another kick to his back.
Christina, "What are you looking at?"
Seeing this scene of the two of them fighting, everyone was shocked by Zhou Bai’s speed.
Liu Bingxin said, "Was that not even his top speed just now?"
"So fast!" Zuo Dao’s eyes couldn’t keep up with Zhou Bai’s movements, "Too fast."
Lu Wanzhen said, "How is this possible? This speed has completely surpassed the first realm’s level," she even thought, somewhat reluctantly, that Zhou Bai now seemed to be faster than her by a notch.
Ying Hui was greatly impressed, "Good lad... he hid his strength before."
Zhou Bai’s figure moved so fast it almost seemed like teleportation, and only a few people present could clearly see his movements.
With every appearance, he kicked Zheng Wentian, although it did not injure him, it incited a fury in Zheng Wentian’s heart.
Zheng Wentian roared, pulling all the Nine Suns Holy Power back into his body.
One could see his entire body enveloped in layers upon layers of Nine Suns Holy Power, the ground beneath his feet crushed and sinking from the pressing Primordial Spirit power, and numerous scorch marks appeared.
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Zheng Wentian’s Nine Yang Holy Power transformed into substance, as hard as superalloy, while simultaneously morphing to produce several one-meter-long spikes, densely packed with reddish-gold spikes covering Zheng Wentian’s body.
This was his Nine Yang Holy Power materialized, completely enveloping his body, making it difficult for Zhou Bai to attack him with fists and feet anymore.
It was the fifth spot on the Nine Yang Diagram, the Red Yang Armor.
Seeing Zheng Wentian’s flustered state, Ying Hui sneered and thought inwardly, ’Losing composure already? This Zheng Wentian has merely practiced to the superficial level, nowhere near the cunning of those true talents and deities in the heavenly courts.
However, though lacking in cunning, his strength is indeed solid. The Nine Yang Holy Power cultivated from the Nine Yang God Diagram is almost the strongest among his peers, and once materialized, its defensive power can be comparable to that of other Body Refinement practitioners at the same level.
Alas... even though Zhou Bai is fast, he can’t break through his Red Yang Armor’s defense. Defeat is only a matter of time.’
Ying Hui now focused intensely, ready to step in to protect Zhou Bai at any moment.
Christina, seeing Zheng Wentian contracting his power defensively, stopped again in the middle of the field and smiled, "Just covering yourself in a tortoise shell won’t let you win against me."
Then, she saw Zhou Bai pick up the Pure Jun sword, and in a flash, struck the Red Yang Armor, producing a loud clang as if it indeed struck real alloy.
Christina felt a huge recoil from the impact on the Pure Jun in her hand, nearly causing her to lose grip.
’Alas, still too weak. And carrying the Pure Jun sword slows me down a lot.’
The smile had by now vanished from Zheng Wentian’s face, as he watched Zhou Bai with a cold, unforgiving stare, Zhou Bai’s appearance seemingly overlapping with that of a mortal from his memories.
He spoke, his tone as cold as if exhaling shards of ice, "Zhou Bai, you think you’re quick enough that I can’t handle you?" He then saw Zheng Wentian forming a hand seal, his eyes flashing with a terrifying red light, "Mortals like you in Central City—I’ve defeated countless, you are insignificant."
Whoosh! The next moment, Nine Yang Holy Power converged in Zheng Wentian’s eyes, shooting out like a laser towards Zhou Bai.
’Red Blood Profound Evil!’ Ying Hui’s heart raced: ’Unexpectedly, he has mastered even this Dao technique, specifically for dealing with high-speed foes?’
Red Blood Profound Evil, a kind of beam Dao technique, requires the transformation of the eyeballs using the essence blood of several ancient mythical beasts and the inscription of hundreds of runes, further requiring daily collection and condensation of Earth Primordial Magnetism forces, indeed very challenging to cultivate.
Yet once mastered, and with the Primordial Spirit power transforming into a special beam of light, not only is its power immense, the attack speed naturally reaches the speed of light; if Christina hadn’t felt something was off and dodged in advance, her face would probably have been a mess from the outset.
Another key point was, being a beam, after continuously firing, Zheng Wentian merely needed to turn his neck to keep the beam sweeping toward Zhou Bai. Wherever it passed, the walls and ground around showed large areas of scorch marks, even signs of melting, displaying the immense heat.
Especially as Zheng Wentian swept around so recklessly, it directly scared the other students into rapidly retreating.
For a moment, Zhou Bai’s figure flickered continuously as he dodged with all his might, even hurling the Pure Jun sword at Zheng Wentian, striking the Red Yang Armor before clattering to the ground at his feet.
Lu Wanzhen: "It won’t work; Zhou Bai’s speed, no matter how fast, can’t outspeed Zheng Wentian turning his head, he’s going to lose."
Although the other students couldn’t keep up with Zhou Bai’s movements, they could see that Zhou Bai seemed to be frantically fleeing, without even a chance to counterattack.
Ying Hui clenched his fists, seeming ready to act at any moment.
Watching Zhou Bai scrambling to escape, Zheng Wentian chuckled, "Can you really escape? The profoundness of my Nine Yang Holy Power is incomparable even to many practitioners of the 4th realm, even if you run out of stamina, my attacks won’t stop."
The next moment, Zhou Bai’s body seemed to slow down a step, directly hit by the Red Blood Profound Evil, and with a thud, he collapsed to the ground.
"It’s over." Seeing this, Zheng Wentian let out a cold laugh as the Red Blood Profound Evil continued to blast toward Zhou Bai, now sprawled on the ground.
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