Chapter 702: Chapter 310
"Zhao of the Blood Armor?"
Yuan Bo seemed to recognize this name, and a rare trace of battle intent emerged in his eyes.
At his current realm, among ordinary second metamorphosis and five-realm cultivators, there were few who could make him regard them as equals.
But Zhao the Blood Armor before him was different.
"I didn’t expect it to be you."
Yuan Bo’s voice was indifferent.
Xu Guang looked at Zhao the Blood Armor. In his Divine Thought perception, the other seemed not to exist at all, or rather, it was as if he was a part detached from the deep sea’s shadow.
A wide black cloak covered his entire body, and the fabric seemed to absorb all light, presenting a void deeper than darkness in the seawater.
Only beneath the cloak’s shadow were there eyes so calm they were almost indifferent.
Zhao the Blood Armor sensed Xu Guang’s gaze and slightly nodded in his direction, as if responding to something.
Xu Guang was taken aback for a moment.
He seemed not to have expected Zhao the Blood Armor to respond to his gaze.
He had heard Zhao the Blood Armor’s name.
A legend among Demon Hunters.
Yuan Shuang was the big sister of Xuanzhen Institute, while Zhao the Blood Armor was the big brother of the entire Six Institutes of the North Pole.
Originating from the Northern Emperor Institute, wandering in Hongze, his fame was resounding throughout Hongze.
Seeing Zhao the Blood Armor remain silent, Yuan Bo snorted coldly and swung a palm forward.
Faced with a terrifying strike powerful enough to crush mountains and overturn oceans, imbued with Yuan Bo’s vast Demonic Power and a trace of sacred essence, Zhao the Blood Armor simply and identically raised a hand.
That hand was fair, slender, with distinct finger joints, looking more like the hand of a literati playing the zither, forming a stark contrast to Yuan Bo’s giant, house-covering hand clad in gray-white Bone Armor.
Then, against that destructive press, he gently struck out a palm.
No howling gust, no resplendent brilliance, not even the violent turbulence of the surrounding seawater was induced.
"Boom——!!!"
An extreme, muffled sound, like two huge stars colliding fiercely at the core of the deep sea, suddenly erupted!
Centered at the convergence of the two’s fists and palms, an absolutely "vacuum" sphere with a diameter of several hundred feet instantly formed!
Within the area, seawater, light, sound, and even all fine dust and impurities were utterly expelled and annihilated by unimaginable power at this moment!
The seawater at the sphere’s edge was compressed into a visible, crystal-like barricade, shimmering with distorted luster.
Space, like glass hammered hard, shattered into countless fine black cracks, emitting a tooth-numbing "crack" sound.
These spatial rifts spread briefly like black lightning, exuding an aura of devouring everything, yet were forcibly healed and smoothed by a stronger, intangible force field originating from the core of their collision.
An indescribable counter-shock force undulated out silently yet violently like water ripples.
"Hmm?!"
Yuan Bo’s massive, mountain-like body, seemingly immovable, couldn’t help but sway slightly backward!
He felt that, contained within that seemingly light strike from the opponent, wasn’t Demonic Power or a Qi Refiner’s Source Qi, but a kind of pure, condensed, domineering... Qi Blood Power!
And a fearsome Martial Dao will that slays everything, unyielding even in death!
This power didn’t invoke the world’s external rules, but originated from his own flesh’s celestial realm, a completely "self" mightiness!
He could even withstand this lethal attack harnessing a trace of sacred essence and borrowing the world’s might!
"To temper flesh and Martial Dao will to such a state is truly rare in the world!"
Zhao the Blood Armor’s way was peculiar; he did not condense a Dharma Body like ordinary Martial Artists in the second metamorphosis, but relied on his own Qi Blood as the foundation, powering through mountains and rivers!
His second metamorphosis relied on the ultimate physique and pure Martial Dao will.
Upon hearing Yuan Bo’s words, Zhao the Blood Armor said no more. He no longer remained on the defensive but instead launched an active assault.
His form wavered, as if merging with the deep sea’s undercurrents, disappearing instantly from the spot.
Not relying on speed, it was more like a clever utilization of space.
In the next moment, he appeared beside Yuan Bo’s gigantic head!
Still, it was that fair hand, fingers aligned like a blade, with fingertips surrounded by a barely visible layer of red Qi Blood sharpness that slightly distorted the surrounding space, directly stabbing toward Yuan Bo’s eye socket!
Simple, direct, ruthless! Without any superfluous movement, concentrating power and speed to the utmost!
Yuan Bo roared, although shocked, yet as a supreme expert in the second metamorphosis, the combat experience accumulated over years of cultivation was exceedingly rich.
The other giant hand covered in Bone Armor blocked in an instant like a teleportation, the palm’s Demonic Power coalescing into a thick, city-wall-like, azure Water Element shield.
"Screech——!"
Finger blade and water shield collided, emitting a piercing tearing sound.
The water shield condensed with Yuan Bo’s vast Demonic Power was forcibly penetrated by Zhao the Blood Armor’s finger blade, the red Qi Blood sharpness clashing intensely with the Water Element Power, creating a "sizzling" noise, ultimately extinguishing both.
Yet Zhao the Blood Armor’s assault did not cease.
With a strike, he retreated, his form ghostly once more, then reappeared behind Yuan Bo, launching a simple, unadorned whip kick. The leg wind tore through the seawater, creating a vacuum arc, fiercely striking toward Yuan Bo’s relatively fragile spinal connection!
Yuan Bo’s massive form exhibited agility incongruous with its size, the long tail covered in Bone Armor coiling back like a giant whip, clashing head-on with Zhao the Blood Armor’s whip kick.
"Boom!"
