Chapter 521: 234: The truth lies only in taking action!
The Emotional Value of Chen Baimao (Extra Chapter for Monthly Ticket)_2 Chapter 521: 234: The truth lies only in taking action!
The Emotional Value of Chen Baimao (Extra Chapter for Monthly Ticket)_2 Zhuang Fangyu barely escaped a crisis using his Escape Skill, only to suddenly face the fierce attack of an opponent hot on his heels.
In these two short encounters, he had already been forced into a predicament.
At this point, he was nearly out of breath, unable to adequately recover his Dan Power after using skills consecutively.
Clearly, his Dan Power was several times stronger than Chen Dengming’s, so why was he being pushed to such dire straits?
Aside from the opponent’s bizarre invasion of silver-colored Spiritual Energy, he had also been casting spells too frequently and hastily.
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From the beginning to end, he had been passive.
Even strong Dan Power couldn’t be always sustained – there must be a moment of relaxation.
And this moment of relaxation was what the opponent seized on!
In the frenzy of the moment, faced with an unavoidable attack, he had no choice but to let out an angry roar and exhaust all his strength to enlist his defensive Magic Treasure.
Bang, thump, thump—!
The air was violently shaking.
Countless Soul Shocking Silks, emitting a flashing white light, shot out everywhere, but they were blocked by an elliptical blue-tinted crystal Magic Treasure that suddenly emerged around Zhuang Fangyu.
On the surface of this Magic Treasure, a transparent light screen emerged, spreading out circles of blue pulses vibrating with powerful Spiritual Energy.
This was a defensive Magic Treasure that had stored Spiritual Energy in advance.
At a critical moment, it could block lethal attacks.
However, Zhuang Fangyu’s heart had not yet fully relaxed.
Chen Dengming’s eyes shone with silver light, and countless Soul Shocking Silks were instantly covered with silver light, tearing through the layered light curtain in an instant.
They ruthlessly struck the crystal-shaped Magic Treasure, making a sound akin to a silver bottle being shattered and liquid splashing out.
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Powerful waves exploded open, rising and falling like tidal surges and raining down like a downpour, their sound alternating between loud and soft.
Zhuang Fangyu was reeling backward continuously, seemingly without the strength to fight back for a moment.
Panfeng, who was closest to the two fighting, had already been bloodied by the aftershocks of their exchange, quickly retreating several miles away.
Seeing his own Grandmaster being utterly suppressed, the shock and horror he felt was indescribable.
At the gathering area more than ten miles away, a large number of Loose Cultivators were as flustered as ants on a hot plate.
Ants!
Using this term to describe the psychological and physical state of these many Loose Cultivators was fitting.
For a group of ants, the confrontation between Chen Dengming and Zhuang Fangyu was like a fight between two giant bipedal beasts.
The massive Spiritual Energy fluctuations, the instantaneous release and explosive contraction of power, brought about a terrifying pressure that rendered many Innate mortals unconscious.
Many low-ranking cultivators had already collapsed on the ground.
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At this moment, Zhuang Fangyu, who was being passively beaten high in the sky, was extremely uncomfortable.
He wanted to unleash his strong Dan Power to counterattack.
However, every time he had this thought, it seemed to be seen through by the opponent’s strangely blue eyes.
The silver light would then aggressively burst with the threat of his Magic Treasure, emitting bursts of wild energy and invading his defensive Magic Treasure from every angle.
This forced him to feed more Dan Power into his Magic Treasure for self-protection.
He had no energy left to cast spells or call upon other Magic Treasures.
If he didn’t focus his attention, his Magic Treasure would be breached, and he would lose faster.
“What is that silver light?
What exactly is it?
He’s a Daoist.
Could that be the power of Dao Orthodoxy?”
Only at this moment did he truly understand what it meant to reverse-slay the Golden Core, and who the twenty-fifth individual on the Hidden Dragon List, Chen Baimao, truly was!
“Hold on!
Hold on!
His Dan Power is weaker than mine, and he doesn’t have my stamina.
All I have to do is withstand the pressure; eventually, he will have to let go.
That will be my opportunity!”
Just as Zhuang Fangyu was forming this thought, countless Soul Shocking Silks in his field of vision suddenly converged into a dazzling pillar of white light.
Before he could see what was happening, he heard an astonishing knife sound outside his defensive Magic Treasure.
Suddenly, his vision blurred!
The pressure on his defensive Magic Treasure from the barrage of Soul Shocking Silks abruptly lessened.
Before he could react, a glowing white large knife, like a massive wave, came surging in.
It reached heights of more than ten feet, roaring and rolling, tearing into his defensive Magic Artifact.
There was a loud “bang”!
Zhuang Fangyu’s blue crystal-shaped Magic Treasure shook violently and split open.
Chen Dengming followed the knife’s momentum, his body moving as fast as lightning.
The heavily blurred knife hilt slammed heavily into Zhuang Fangyu’s chest.
“Crack!—”
A wave of Spiritual Energy exploded!
Zhuang Fangyu’s protective robe was torn apart as easily as paper.
He vomited a mouthful of fresh blood.
His chest caved in, the bones shattered, leaving a depression in his chest while a lump protruded from his back.
At the same time, his body shot out like a cannonball, crashing into a mountain range.
He smashed directly into the mountain rock, creating a large hole and splattering fresh blood everywhere.
He had not yet completely come to a stop.
Boom!!—
The hole exploded, generating dust and smoke.
A figure, engirdled in a faint golden flame, had already rushed in.
“Stop!”
He roared, ignoring the excruciating pain in his chest.
He forcefully gathered his almost dispersed Dan Power, summoning his Magic Treasure that looked like blades.
However, with a long cry from Chen Dengming, the silver light and golden flames on his body surged.
Numerous electric arcs and aurora danced around him.
In a wave of his hand, the large knife transformed back into countless Soul Shocking Silks, blasting away the flying blades.
The next moment!
Zhuang Fangyu’s vision darkened, and he felt a large hand grabbing his neck, lifting him up as if he was riding on clouds and mist.
Before he had time to resist, Chen Dengming’s elbow passionately slammed into his abdomen.
“Whoa!-”
Another mouthful of fresh blood was vomited out by Zhuang Fangyu.
The pain in his abdomen and the humiliation made his eyes flare up with rage.