Chapter 38: Treasure Art Duel
"Forcing me to utilize a treasure art!" Jiao Peng whispered, his face bloodied and crimson, his face nearly twisted, being suppressed one after another made his heart violent and unbearable.
He was already an unruly person while being a genius of a great clan, counting his name in the vastness of a 50,000 mile radius, yet being defeated in a mountain village was truly a strange shame.
Things had already come to this point, little Shi Hao didn't want to say anything more to him, the only thing left at this point was a battle.
"Jiao Peng are you any good, you've been blown away several times, now you're annoyed?" Zi Shan Kun stepped over, although he was taunting Jiao Peng, there was a cold light flashing in the depths of his eyes, staring at the little bitty one. The destruction of the precious bow made him uncomfortable in his heart, ready to strike at any time.
"You alone want to battle the three of us? Don't know the heights of heaven!" Lei Mingyuan stood aside, the corner of his mouth spread a cold smile, saying, "A strong physical body doesn't mean anything, in this world treasure arts are the strongest, without a divine ability in your body, how strong can you be with just a body of flesh and blood?"
Little Dot was silent, just staring at them before turning his head to look at a group of strong men, opening his mouth to the old man from the Cloud Sky Palace, saying, "Please witness and judge, Grandpa, and see which of us is weaker or stronger."
The crowd was amazed, this little guy was really resourceful, seeing that the powers were not kind, only the old man with a snow feather in his hand was still defending it, opening his mouth like this, obviously wanting him to preside over justice.
"Buzz."
This time, surprisingly, it was Little Dot who took the initiative to strike, and first rushed towards Purple Mountain Kun, whose hostility was also very strong, and slapped out with a palm, his palm and fingers lustrous and crystalline, just like divine jade.
"Good timing, let me try how strong your pure physical body strength is!"
Being a genius, not very old, and praised since childhood, Zi Shan Kun had always been high-minded and proud. He retreated a few steps sideways, avoiding Shi Hao's sharp edge, and when his palm power was about to run out, he swung his palm violently, meeting him head on.
Although he wanted to weigh Little Dot's physical strength, he wasn't reckless, and seeing that Jiao Peng had suffered a violent loss, he dueled with a tricky method.
However, Little Dot's moves were not fixed, he grew up in the great wilderness, he did not learn a fixed killing style, like fierce beasts and ferocious birds, they were all the most simple and direct primitive means. When his strength was about to be exhausted, his body sank violently, while his right leg kicked up backwards from behind like lightning, like a scorpion swinging its tail, swift and sharp!
Zi Shan Kun was taken aback, this kind of attack usually started when they were a little older, the elders had said that the fixed style was just to lead them on the way, the real killing field had a thousand variations while life and death were in a split second.
He quickly dodged, the kick almost hit his head and violently swept towards its chest, the palm that Zi Shan Kun swung out with force just met it.
"Boom!"
It was like a fierce rhinoceros crashing into a mountain rock, rumbling, causing the ground to fly sand and rocks, smoke and dust rushing into the sky.
Purple Mountain Kun's palm was in severe pain, as if it was fractured, if not for the bone ring on his thumb glowing, helping him to unload that terrifying force, his hand would have more than likely broken.
Even so, he flew backwards off the ground, being kicked in the air by Little Shi Hao, flying out horizontally more than ten meters away, and falling to the ground with a thud. In the process, Little Dot also flew out, but instead of being shaken back, he was moving on his own, rushing towards Lei Mingyuan with a straight punch, simple and violent.
"Wow, the porcelain doll is so powerful after getting angry." Those twin little sisters were watching the battle, big clear eyes, long eyelashes, with a rare spirituality, identical beautiful faces that looked pleasing to the eyes.
Lei Mingyuan saw two geniuses in a row being slapped away by this small child in a raw manner, he did not want to compete in a physical body, his eyes blazed, his muscles surged with a wave of black electricity, a rune appeared in his palm, lightning intertwined, and he pressed forward.
The void crackled and sparked, where electricity raged, looking shocking, and a thick black lightning rushed up, splitting towards Shi Hao.
Little Dot was unafraid, his right arm gently shook, and immediately, runes blazed, penetrating through his arm, divine sunlight reflecting his body, making him look glistening white and extraordinarily white. His attack power increased by a large margin, bone text emerged in pieces, flickering in front of his arm, like one metal cast font after another, branding the void and dissolving the lightning.
"With a loud thud, Little Dot didn't pause, his right foot swept across, kicking up a large millstone on the ground, slamming into Lei Mingyuan.
Click, Lei Mingyuan palm shattered, but at this time the little bitty also arrived close, leaped up in the air, a foot downward, bang a violent shock, Lei Mingyuan flying horizontally, although his arms crossed, to block, but still suffered a heavy blow.
Little Dot's arms had eight thousand kilograms of divine power in one swing, let alone a kick like this, Lei Mingyuan looked like he had been hit by the King of Mangy Bulls, blood spurting out of his mouth, his arms glowing, rustling and shaking, almost snapping.
"This is the unloading rune pioneered by Marquis Lei, or else those arms would have crumbled!" Someone was surprised.
In only a few moments, Little Dot struck three geniuses in a row and gained the upper hand, causing the strongest members of the three great clans to have gloomy faces, this was unbelievable, a small mountain village was just a small mountain village, but there was actually such an astonishing wizard, it was truly called a heavenly talent!
Up to this point, not only Jiao Peng was filled with indignation, it was also Zi Shan Kun and Lei Ming Yuan who both had red faces and cold light in their eyes, this was too humiliating, actually being kicked off, this was really an embarrassment and shame.
"Buzz."
Jiao Peng's gaze was icy cold as he watched and then chose to strike, utilizing a true treasure art to attack and kill Little Dot.
In his palm, an ancient character appeared, radiant and dazzling, reflecting the sky brightly, and with a boom, a ferocious aura filled the air as a grayish-brown ferocious jiao took shape from that character, pouncing at Little Dot.
Shi Hao wasn't alarmed, his right hand slashed in the void, a piece of silver radiance spilling down, and a round of moon appeared, reflecting a brilliant haze, blocking in front of him.
The gray jiao was ferocious, thick and thin as a water tank, its scales very dense, carrying a vicissitude of ancient meaning, as if it had crossed time and space from that ancient past to participate in the battle!
"Boom."
A silver moon rotated in front of Little Dot, the essence of heaven and earth surged, turning into an ocean, it was like rising up in the vast ocean, holding a vast divine might, chopping towards the gray jiao.
This is the duel of the treasure art, in the violent collision with the gray jiao, the silver moon blazing, light overflowing, splashing everywhere.
The gray jiao also danced horizontally, tossing up and down, spewing out one piece of blazing light after another, and the nearby trees and rocks continued to emit ka-ching ka-ching sounds, crumbling one after another.
A soft sound, the silver moon divine light flourishes, from which rushes up a fierce bird, its figure instantly rises, like a cloud, stretched out in the sky above the battlefield, the ferocious gas is amazing.
"What, this is an ancient devil bird, is it a Heaven Swallowing Sparrow, or is it a Green Sky Roc? What a powerful kind of treasure art!" The powerhouses from the Golden Wolf Tribe, Luofu Great Zea, and other places were all astonished.
Even though Shi Hao had only displayed a prototype form, which wasn't complete yet, it allowed people to sense that terrifying aura, an extremely powerful treasure art.
If it could be evolved slightly more completely, it wouldn't be inferior to the Purple Mountain, the Thunder Clan, or the Luofu Great Zephyr's clan-suppressing divine ability, this was a primordial treasure art that made even the great clans red in the eyes.
Soon, the gazes of the crowd were fixed on the three-headed young bird, their eyes blazing as they guessed that this treasure art must have originated from these three mutated Green Scaled Eagles.
"A return phenomenon has occurred, the supreme seal fragment of the ancient demonic bird has reappeared!" Someone had keenly discovered the root.
With a boom, the huge demonic bird, not knowing if it was the Heaven Swallowing Sparrow or the Green Sky Roc, swooped down, and a pair of large claws with a misty fog grabbed the ferocious scaly eagle.
With a "boom" sound, it tore it off with a forceful pull, and the gray ferocious jiao turned into a piece of streaming light, quickly dissipated, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
In these days, after the success of the baptism of the little bitty, the understanding and perception of the treasure art deepens day by day, so that the power of this treasure art has increased dramatically, and at this time, the power to suppress the Jiao Peng.
Right at this moment, Zi Shan Kun and Lei Mingyuan moved, respectively attacking forward with a strong breath.
"Hoo......"
The ancient devil bird spreads its wings, instantly spreading the sky, gusty winds, horrible breath spreads, it swoops down to Purple Mountain Kun, foggy, can't see the real body, more and more looks terrifying and incomparable.
Dot launched an attack, to that round of silver moon guarding his body, so that the ancient devil bird rushed up, to meet the enemy.
Purple Mountain Kun shouted, his body glowed, purple gas rushed to the sky, a round of purple sun flew out, quickly enlarged, among them was pregnant with a purple fire scale, head high and long hissing, flames soaring.
"Boom"
Intense collision, that purple firelily roared, rushed to the high sky, meeting the ancient devil bird, between the two emitted a brilliant light, like two stars colliding together, illuminating the four fields in a white blur.
A wail, the purple fire forest trembled, turned his head to escape, while the ancient devil bird swooped down, poof a claw pressed on its skull, completely pierced.
"Rumble" sound, purple fire heaving, fire Lin collapsed, turned into a pure essence and light, disappeared in this heaven and earth.
Purple Mountain Kun was shocked, casting spells at great speed, displaying treasure arts for defense.
The Taikoo Devil Bird spread its wings and transformed into a terrifying devil cloud, squeezing all over the sky and rushing towards Lei Mingyuan.
The wind whistled, while Little Dot himself was a longitudinal thirty meters or so, leaping to the proximity of the repulsed Jiao Peng, a bright moon hung high, dropping hundreds of rays of light.
"Ah!"
Jiao Peng shouted, fear written all over his face. He couldn't defend himself, Little Dot stepped in the air, and the silver moon spilled down light, striking through the bone text it had cast. And then, with a bang, Shi Hao kicked him in the jaw, causing him to tumble out several times backwards, blood spurting from his mouth and nose.
Little Dot landed on the ground, his eyes clear as he grabbed a hundreds of kilograms stone mill nearby and slapped it at Jiao Peng's head.
"Ah ......" Jiao Peng screamed miserably, although the physical body is strong, but by such a huge stone mill covered in the face, that kind of taste is unbearable, unbearable.
"Poof" sound, he sprayed a mouthful of blood foam, and then spit out two broken teeth, the whole face is in severe pain, screaming loudly.
