Chapter 209: Chapter 209: Use Your Own Spell Against You _1
Wang Hong put on quite the show in front of the women, attracting the attention of everyone on the scene and two girls in particular. He thoroughly enjoyed the admiration in their eyes.
After adjusting his clothes, Wang Hong sauntered over to Ye Ming, his eyes filled with disdain.
"Ye Ming, isn’t it? You managed to defeat two of the Zhang Family’s stewards, which certainly proves you’re powerful. However, in front of me, you’re nothing."
"Moreover, after such an intense fight, the True Qi inside you must almost be depleted, right?"
Wang Hong’s arrogant demeanor elicited a cold laugh from Ye Ming, who asked, "So you’ve been watching from the sidelines all along, waiting to jump out when my True Qi was severely drained?"
Wang Hong’s true thoughts were exposed, but he maintained a calm and scholarly facade, lightly smiling, "There’s no need for that. To deal with a brute like you, I wouldn’t bother with such trouble."
"Martial Artists like you, who only rely on brute strength and True Qi in battle, suffer great depletion after a fight, but I’m different."
He rambled on as if giving a lecture, not caring whether Ye Ming wanted to listen or not.
"My way of fighting is vastly different from yours. I utilize True Qi to its greatest extent, controlling charms with externally-directed True Qi to take on dozens at a time, while expending no effort myself."
"Just like this..."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Wang Hong snapped his fingers.
In an instant, dozens of charms shot into the sky, encircling Ye Ming.
Ye Ming noticed that the charms Wang Hong used were even more extraordinary than any he had seen before.
Those ordinary charms were concealing azure lightning, crackling with energy.
If Ye Ming wasn’t mistaken, these were the legendary Thunderstorm Talismans.
Being hit by a Thunderstorm Talisman would result in a violent explosion; an ordinary person would be instantly blasted to pieces.
With a light smile, Ye Ming, surrounded by the charms, was not afraid but instead mockingly said, "All your constant babbling just now... was it to buy time? So that you could set up the charm formation more conveniently!"
Wang Hong’s face turned red, embarrassed at being read so accurately. Preparing in such a way before the fight was indeed a bit shameful to admit. However, Wang Hong did it to ensure a foolproof plan.
As long as he could take down Ye Ming, it didn’t matter what others said.
"What does it matter whether it’s true or not?"
"On the brink of death, you still have so much to say. Let me show you the power of my Thunderstorm Talisman!"
Wang Hong’s mouth twisted into a ferocious grin as he gave a loud shout, and all the charms flew toward Ye Ming.
In the sky, every Thunderstorm Talisman shone with a blinding light.
Such a spectacular scene was new to Ye Ming.
The last time he had seen someone use charm spells in combat was under Zhang Tianlai’s command, but Zhang Tianlai’s charms were only good for intimidation; they were far from enough to harm anyone.
The Golden Light Spell Ye Ming drew worked on the same principle as the Thunderstorm Talismans, but the Golden Light Spell was purely defensive, with no offensive power.
Muffled sounds of thunder emanated from the formation of charms, prompting awe from the spectators.
"Truly worthy of being a descendant of Master Long; his Thunderstorm Talisman is like nothing seen on earth."
"Had I not seen it with my own eyes, I’d never believe such a marvel exists in this world. That Ye fellow is done for; the Thunderstorm Talisman will surely blast him to smithereens!"
Zhang Lijun’s lips curled into a venomous smile, eyes wide and unblinking, eager to see Ye Ming reduced to a mass of gore.
Zhang Ruoyu maintained her usual icy demeanor as if uninterested.
Whereas Zhang Ruoxue’s hands clutched her clothes tightly, her gaze fixed on Wang Hong, looking every bit the infatuated girl.
The Thunderstorm Talismans closed in, completely surrounding Ye Ming without leaving any dead angles.
Even if he wanted to run, it would be impossible unless he had the ability to burrow into the ground!
Wang Hong’s face was sinister as he bellowed, "Explode for me!"
Boom!
Boom!
Loud explosions kept coming; the Thunderstorm Talismans hitting the ground were actually causing the ground to shake.
Surrounded by the Charms, Ye Ming revealed a disdainful smile.
"If that’s the extent of the power, it’s still far from enough to harm me. You’re dreaming."
Ye Ming smiled indifferently, and instead of dodging, he reached out to grab a Thunderstorm Talisman in his hand.
With a loud boom, Ye Ming wasn’t injured at all, not even a single hair on his head was harmed.
Watching this, Wang Hong was momentarily stunned, his heart skipped a beat at Ye Ming’s brazen act. However, seeing that Ye Ming was completely unharmed, his face turned even uglier.
"You dare to underestimate me? Let’s see how long you can last!"
More and more Thunderstorm Talismans closed in on Ye Ming, pelting down on him like raindrops.
Ye Ming didn’t budge an inch, simply standing still.
All the flying Charms were caught in his hand and then detonated; his casual movements astonished everyone.
"What on earth is going on? Is he made of iron?"
"This is really freaky, everyone in the Magic Capital knows of Master Wang Hong’s Thunderstorm Talismans. How come they are completely useless against Ye Ming?"
Hearing the whispers of the crowd, Wang Hong’s previously steady state of mind was shaken.
He began to wonder whether the True Qi he used while drawing the Charms was insufficient.
In the midst of battle, situations change in the blink of an eye. While he was thinking, Ye Ming’s figure flashed, disappearing from the spot. The next second, he had already appeared in front of Wang Hong.
Wang Hong was startled, stepping back involuntarily.
Although he could control the Charms, he wasn’t much different than an ordinary person in physique due to his different combat style. Seeing Ye Ming come right to his face, he became somewhat afraid.
His master had warned him numerous times that if someone got close, he should run, even if it meant losing face.
So, Wang Hong quickly retreated, pulling away from Ye Ming in an instant.
Just when he was beginning to relax, he saw that Ye Ming was also holding a Charm in his hand.
And that Charm was none other than his own handmade Thunderstorm Talisman.
"Are you some kind of thief with these tricks? Stealing other people’s things so casually!"
Wang Hong smirked and then, as if he had thought of something, he said, "Well, it’s good. I’ll teach you a lesson. You can’t just steal a charm caster’s belongings!"
"Let you feel the power of the Thunderstorm Talisman up close!"
Wang Hong gritted his teeth and stretched out two fingers to control the Thunderstorm Talisman in Ye Ming’s hand.
"Explode!"
Following his furious shout, the entire place fell into silence.
The Thunderstorm Talisman in Ye Ming’s hand remained as it was.
