Chapter 1102: Chapter 79: Disparate Battle_2
Xuan Yuan watched the not-so-tall warrior before him, a hint of a cold smile forming on his lips, as he slowly raised his right hand. Without any apparent effort, a stream of gentle-looking white light emerged from his palm, aiming straight at Yan Li. Yan Li was caught off guard, because Battle Aura was usually contained within weapons or fists and feet, using their formidable strength for attacks, much like Ah Dai transforming Battle Aura into weapons, which was almost unheard of. And using Battle Aura to directly attack like Ah Dai’s "Heavenly Net" was seen rarely. Such a method of attack consumed a great deal of one’s own energy. He roared loudly, his dual axes creating a surge of Yellow Battle Aura as they swung down sharply, cleaving through the incoming Battle Aura. Although the White Battle Aura seemed soft, as Yan Li’s ordinarily indestructible Battle Axe sliced through it, he was shocked to feel as if he were chopping into a mound of cotton, finding no substance to strike at; his axes heavily fell to the ground, blasting two deep pits. By now, an excessively exerted Yan Li had no time to dodge. The dreamlike white Battle Aura had already floated over him, the gentle energy enveloping him. Suddenly, Yan Li felt utterly powerless to resist, his entire body going soft.
Xuan Yuan swept his sleeve, and the white Battle Aura vanished in a flash, sending Yan Li’s sturdy body flying.
The arrival of Xuan Yuan also awoke Yan Shi, who hurriedly ended his meditative state. He had seen the entire encounter between Yan Li and Xuan Yuan and seeing his brother hurled away, rushed forward and caught Yan Li. When he touched Yan Li’s body, he was jolted violently, a soft Qi Force swirling around his body made him spin three times before he steadied.
Xuan Yuan remained standing in place and spoke indifferently, "Well, the foundation is not bad, but the skill is too poor, and the practice is misguided."
Yan Li fell off his brother’s arms, his mind still rattled as he stared at the old man before him. With his usually fiery temper, he dared not charge forward again. The impression that the white-robed elder left on him was utterly shocking. Never had anyone been able to defeat him so effortlessly; he knew that if the white-robed elder had wanted him dead, there would have been countless opportunities just moments ago.
Yan Shi watched the elder, glancing warily at Ah Dai behind him. Ah Dai, the strongest among them, was still deep in meditation, seemingly far from waking. Faced with the uncertain intent of the elder, he ventured cautiously, "Old sir, it seems we have no grudges with you, why have you attacked us?" The formidable power displayed by the elder made his tone much more polite, and at the same time, Yan Shi was defensively prepared, resolving that if the elder’s target was Ah Dai, he would have to step over his dead body first.
Four Holy Judges landed behind Xuan Yuan and stood silently there, their presence, albeit much diminished, still made the Yan brothers feel uneasy. One white-robed elder was formidable enough, and now with four experts arriving, these were not people they could contend with.
Xuan Yuan proudly stated, "I never need a reason to take action. You don’t have to worry, I never take advantage of others’ predicaments. When will that boy behind you wake up?"
Yan Shi, taken aback, murmured, "I don’t know." The mysterious elder put tremendous pressure on him, and subconsciously, he pulled out his Long Knife, stirring the Battle Aura inside him to counter it. Suddenly, Xuan Yuan looked up, his gaze piercing towards the treehouse above, and declared in a grave voice, "Two little girls, if you don’t stop your chanting, I won’t be polite."
It turned out that Zhuo Yun and Xing Er had also awakened upon Xuan Yuan’s arrival, startled by the pressure he brought; they quickly began quietly chanting a Spell of the Elf Clan, ready to help the Yan brothers at any moment. They hadn’t anticipated being discovered by the exceptionally keen-hearing Xuan Yuan, whose penetrating gaze greatly shocked them. With no alternative, Zhuo Yun, carrying Xing Er, floated down from the treehouse and hid behind the Yan brothers.
With a slight smile, Xuan Yuan stepped forward, walking towards Ah Dai. Yan Shi gave his brother a light nudge on the shoulder, and both of them roared like tigers, attacking Xuan Yuan with one knife and two axes simultaneously.
Without turning his head, Xuan Yuan continued walking towards Ah Dai. Golden light flickered, and two streaks of Golden Battle Aura intercepted the attack from the Yan brothers, who both shook violently, repelled by the surging Golden Battle Aura several steps back. Standing in front of them were two Golden Armored Men whose hands, just then catching their attack, flickered with faint golden Battle Aura. A chill ran through Yan Shi’s heart. If he couldn’t even handle the old man’s subordinates, how could he protect Ah Dai?
"It’s better if you don’t make a move," a deep voice came from behind the Yan brothers. They turned in shock to see Zhuo Yun and the Elf Princess already under the control of the other two Golden Armored Men.
Yan Shi roared, "What the hell do you want? I’ll fight you with everything I’ve got." His Long Knife swung, his Battle Aura instantly concentrating in his rage, unleashing his full potential. A three-foot streak of Battle Aura glimmered on the blade. With man and knife merging into one, he ferociously slashed at the Golden Armored Man before him. Caught by surprise, the Golden Armored Man stepped back, his face turning stern as he formed a circle with both hands, conjuring a vortex-like Golden Battle Aura in front of him. With a low grunt, he thrust his hands forward, his Golden Battle Aura vortex meeting Yan Shi’s powerful slash.
