svetikya Chapter 146 One Strike Wins
Chapter 146 One Strike Wins
"Fourth Soul Skill: Baptism of Light!"
As Qian Yuhan uttered a low shout, his fourth soul ring, which emitted a deep black light, suddenly flashed, like a dazzling black gemstone being lit up in an instant.
This fourth soul ring originated from a peacock with a lifespan of 20,000 years. The powerful energy and might contained within it could be clearly felt by Wu Yifan, Zhao Shuo, and Yu Yang, who were standing not far away.
"This...this can't be real, can it?!"
Zhao Shuo stared wide-eyed at the scene before him, his face filled with disbelief. He gripped the red-tasseled spear tightly in his hand, but his arm trembled uncontrollably, as if the spear shaft weighed a thousand pounds.
Yu Yang, standing to the side, was also deathly pale, his body trembling involuntarily as he muttered to himself:
"This oppressive aura... it doesn't seem fake..."
Despite being filled with fear and shock, the three of them did not back down.
Wu Yifan shouted, "What are you afraid of! Let's attack together! Third Soul Skill: Eagle Feather!"
Before he finished speaking, a layer of azure light emanated from his body, and a pair of huge wings stretched out from his back, unleashing several slashes at Qian Yuhan with a fierce aura.
At the same time, Zhao Shuo was not to be outdone. He raised his red-tasseled spear high and roared:
"Come on! Second Soul Skill: Red Tassel Break!"
In an instant, a red light shot out from the tip of the spear like a dragon emerging from the sea, aiming straight for Qian Yuhan's vital points.
Finally, Yu Yang also used all his strength to unleash his second soul skill:
"Tiger Broken Claw!"
As he moved his hands, golden claw shadows swept towards Qian Yuhan with a whooshing sound.
Despite the fierce attack from the three, Qian Yuhan remained completely calm.
Suddenly, a dazzling light burst forth from behind him, and a pair of wings of light, formed from pure light energy, slowly unfolded.
"This is--"
Upon witnessing this scene, Yuan Kongye, who had been observing the battle, suddenly narrowed his eyes and stared intently at the pair of luminous wings behind Qian Yuhan, exclaiming, "It's actually an external soul bone!"
Qian Yuhan flew into the air, his black soul rings shining brightly around him, and Wu Yifan and the others attacked Qian Yuhan, who was gathering his strength in the air.
The phantom image of a peacock feather bird slowly appeared behind Qian Yuhan, and the Divine Sword of Light appeared in his hand. Then, the Divine Sword of Light left his hand and slowly rose.
It transformed into a rain of swords, gathering momentum to unleash its power.
"go with!"
As the sword rained down as ordered, Wu Yifan and his two companions' attacks were no match for Qian Yuhan's ten-thousand-year soul skill "Baptism of Light." Just as a flood washed away the filth, the skills were completely overwhelmed as soon as they clashed, turning into specks of starlight and dissipating into the sky.
"not good!"
Yuan Kongye inwardly cried out, a look of astonishment on his face.
His body instantly transformed into a black shadow, teleporting at an astonishing speed to the front of Wu Yifan and the others.
Yuan Kongye stood firmly on his feet, and a jet-black sixth spirit ring suddenly shone brightly, releasing a heart-palpitating light.
He took a deep breath and shouted:
Sixth Soul Skill: Utter Silence!
As this angry shout rang out, an invisible force suddenly erupted from Yuan Kongye's body.
In an instant, the space around him seemed to be controlled by some powerful force, and it began to freeze as if time itself had stopped.
At the same time, in the distance, the dense rain of swords formed by Qian Yuhan's "Baptism of Light" was whistling and shooting towards Yuan Kongye.
However, when these incredibly sharp sword rains approached within a certain range of Yuan Kongye, they seemed to suddenly encounter an indestructible wall, and their advance came to an abrupt halt.
The sword shadows, gleaming with cold light, trembled violently in the distorted space surrounding Yuan Kongye, but no matter how they struggled, they could not break free from the constraints of this strange space.
Yuan Kongye thought to himself, "What a 'Baptism of Light'! It can even tremble in my 'Silent Space'..."
What shocked Yuan Kongye even more was that the rain of swords continuously impacted the distorted space around him, causing the space to crack.
"What!" Yuan Kongye exclaimed in surprise.
The "utter silence" lasted only a few dozen seconds under Qian Yuhan's sword rain before shattering, vanishing along with the sword shadows in the space...
The remaining dozen or so sword shadows formed a rain of swords that fell towards the group, but Yuan Kongye blocked some of them with his hand.
The remaining sword shadows slashed and injured Wu Yifan and his companions.
The power of light contained in the Thousand Feather Cold Sword Shadow had a strong purifying effect on Wu Yifan's Shadow Blood Eagle and Yu Yang's Ghost Tiger Martial Soul, which caused Wu Yifan and Yu Yang to look even more pained, their wounds burning with pain!
"Pfft—" Yu Yang's cultivation level was a bit low, and he spat out a mouthful of blood before collapsing to the ground and fainting.
"Second Brother!" Zhao Shuo knelt down on one knee, panting heavily.
Qian Yuhan landed, her bright wings retracted, and she bowed to Yuan Kongye, saying, "Teacher, I'm sorry."
Yuan Kongye waved his hand with a smile and said, "Oh, it's alright! You're really amazing, kid. No wonder your teacher Lei always praises you guys in front of me. You deserve it—"
As Yuan Kongye spoke, he walked towards Wu Yifan and Yu Yang, with Qian Yuhan following closely behind. The two were about to help Wu Yifan and Yu Yang up. Yuan Kongye was supporting Yu Yang, and when Qian Yuhan reached out to Wu Yifan, he was pushed away.
"Get out! Don't touch me with your lowly hands! They're disgusting!"
Qian Yuhan didn't bother arguing with him. With a light glance, Wu Yifan's body, which was about to get up, fell to the ground.
"asshole!"
Qian Yuhan turned her head and nodded to Yuan Kongye, saying, "Teacher Yuan—"
Yuan Kongye naturally understood and gestured for Qian Yuhan to leave.
Qian Yuhan clapped her hands together, seemingly trying to clean them after touching Wu Yifan's body, then turned and left...
Yuan Kongye looked at Wu Yifan on the ground and said in a deep voice, "Do you need any help? Heh, never mind, go to the infirmary yourself..."
He then carried the unconscious Yu Yang to the infirmary.
Wu Yifan slammed his fist on the ground in frustration, staring at his swollen hand and the sword wound that was at least twenty centimeters long, his eyes wide with rage as he roared to the sky.
The people around him dispersed, ignoring him completely, leaving him alone on the empty fighting arena...
At that moment, footsteps slowly approached Wu Yifan.
Wu Yifan didn't look in that direction. After roaring at the sky, the excruciating pain forced him to his knees, his hands supporting him on the ground, his eyes red-rimmed, lost in thought...
The person walked along, laughing and clapping, and said:
"Hahahaha—Young Master Wu, you really have guts! I told you long ago that you can't afford to mess with this guy. I thought you had some brilliant plan, hehe—you and your two useless underlings think you can beat him?! Naive, childish, and laughable!"
Wu Yifan then turned his head to look at the person who had just arrived, and said, "It's you!"
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