Chapter 1193: Chapter 1193: The Inheritance of the Investigation Bureau
Despite Saraf racking his brains to figure out how Pei Yan could accomplish this, the battle had to continue, and reluctantly, he had to resort to his previous clumsy strategy, focusing all his attention in front of him, defending against any attacks Pei Yan might launch from any direction.
A strong sense of crisis accompanied by a fierce gust of punches assaulted him from behind, and Saraf tensed his body, determined not to fall for the trick this time!
Boom!
"Puff!" A dull thudding sound echoed with the noise of bones breaking and muscles tearing. Under Pei Yan’s fully powered strike, Saraf was suddenly attacked from behind, his spiked protrusions breaking, while dragon scales on his back were hammered into a fist print, causing him to spew old blood and stagger forward.
This time, the opponent was serious!
Staggering, Saraf struggled to maintain his balance after taking several steps forward, preventing himself from making a fool of himself by falling face-first. However, this strike thoroughly enraged him, and steadying himself, Saraf roared, "You, who signed a symbiotic contract with that old dog Ancestral God, can only adopt such disgraceful battling tactics? Come out! Fight me openly if you have the guts!"
Saraf’s taunting words were extremely offensive, coupled with his disrespect towards the Ancestral God, which immediately drew the angry glares of the clan leaders from the Dragon Realm. Among them, Long Taichu, attracted by Pei Yan’s actions, couldn’t help but mutter praises, "So that’s how it is. That person finally achieved what he couldn’t back then and has passed it down."
"Father, have you figured out how Pei Yan managed to do it? Who is the person you’re referring to?" Long Jin asked urgently, sensing secrets unknown to her father.
Nodding and falling into reminiscence, Long Taichu began to narrate, "I don’t know who that person is. It was on the eve of me taking over as the Dragon Race Leader from your grandfather. In the Daoist Plane, I once encountered someone employing such a method. At that time, a member of the Dragon Race lingering in the Daoist Plane sought to break through to the Dragon Realm. In desperation during pursuit by the Daoist Sect, they fled to the Magic Realm, where they were apprehended by the investigation hall. It concerned the fate of our race and the Dragon Realm’s honor; thus, while the Daoist Realm sent people to retrieve this Dragon Race member, your father ordered me to lead the team personally to handle this matter, ensuring the return of our kin from the Daoist Realm’s clutches."
Here, Long Taichu glanced at Pei Yan in the arena, smiling bitterly, "Back then, the investigation hall wasn’t as renowned as it is now. It was in its nascent stage, and superhuman abilities weren’t very advanced. Such a group naturally didn’t impress us or the Daoist Realm’s sent representatives. Hence, nobody heeded their opinions, and the matter was resolved between our factions’ arguments and decisions. The result of this event doesn’t relate to today, but during the process, a young individual from the investigation hall, roughly Pei Yan’s age, if I recall correctly, was a level five superhuman then, considered top-tier in the investigation hall. This person was enraged by the Daoist Realm’s disdainful attitude, leading to a conflict, where he then exhibited a similar technique to what Pei Yan is using now."
"Did that person win?" Golden Phoenix Feather interjected curiously, having listened intently to the tale.
"He lost!" Long Taichu shook his head helplessly, "The difference in strength was vast, and back then, his method of concealing source energy to bait lacked maturity and had many flaws. It only caught the opponent off guard a few times initially, but was soon deciphered, leading to retaliation and his defeat. Still, the move was too remarkable to forget; thus, upon seeing Pei Yan execute it today, I immediately thought of that person. It seems over the years, he finally perfected this move and passed it down to Pei Yan."
"Father, it was years ago when you prepared to succeed as the Dragon Race Leader, a span of decades if counting by the Magic Realm’s time. That person might have been part of the investigation hall’s founding era. Unexpectedly, such individuals existed then." Long Jin remarked, shifting her gaze to the battlefield with sincere admiration.
Pei Yan, trained by Yue Yong’s teachings, hadn’t known about his predecessor’s bittersweet past. Currently, capitalizing on Yue Yong’s summarized battle strategies, Pei Yan was toying with the continuously snarling Saraf in the arena.
He simulated killing intent, mimicking punch wind to strike Saraf’s back. Misjudging after having suffered an attack, Saraf turned to defend, only for Pei Yan to sneak attack again from the front. After several probes, when Saraf concentrated once more on defense ahead, Pei Yan switched back behind him, powering up his punch strike. In the fight, Pei Yan’s actions were unpredictable and elusive, driving Saraf into a passive stance of continued assaults.
"Die!"
Unable to determine truth from falsity, Saraf resolved to turn his surroundings into a forbidden zone, severing Pei Yan’s chance for melee combat! This choice was best for Saraf now, though it was also the most humiliating! Prideful of his combat strength and physique, Saraf couldn’t bear the shame of being forced away from close combat, venting his inner grief through a furious roar.
With the roar came the unique Dragon Race’s presence, potent and distinct, enveloping his body within source energy. Pei Yan might mimic his released source energy, but lacking Saraf’s bloodline, he couldn’t emulate the emitted dragon presence. Any distinct source energy mingling with his aura, Saraf could immediately sense it.
There! Source energy fluxed oddly behind him, Saraf punched into thin air! It was Pei Yan’s probe! Quickly retracting his fist, Saraf prepared his defensive posture. In the next instant, source energy around him boiled over, seemingly millions of Pei Yan probing just beyond his detection range.
Indifferent to it all, Saraf stood firm; should any source energy dare infiltrate his attack zone, he’d immediately counter defensively.
"Boring!" After several probes revealed risks outweigh rewards for every approach, Pei Yan’s disappointed words echoed from the void. Before long, his figure materialized directly before Saraf.
"Ah! Hu Jiu! Are you ready yet? That guy’s been degrading you long enough; you must’ve tired of it! Let’s join forces to end this battle soon. This opponent piques little my interest now." Reappeared, Pei Yan shouted to Hu Jiu in the air, who, without Pei Yan’s command, dared not intervene, merely spectating from the sidelines.
"Oh!" Hu Jiu acknowledged, transforming into human form and slowly descending to Pei Yan’s side, animalistic eyes locking Saraf like a dead man.
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