Chapter 322 Death Match
Chapter 322 Death Match
Chapter 322 Death Match (Part 5)
Yang Silang cursed him as an old dog.
Elder Zuo was so angry that his nose was crooked. Any hesitation or doubt in his heart turned into rage.
He knew there was something strange about Yang Silang.
How could an ordinary grandmaster withstand the effects of his own blood poison for so long?
No, it's not that I insisted; to be precise, my blood poison had no effect at all and failed on the other person.
The blood poison is still incredibly potent, as evidenced by General Hei's collapse from poisoning, but it only failed to work on this kid.
Moreover, the sudden surge in Yang Silang's qi and blood, far exceeding that of an ordinary grandmaster, was also abnormal.
Elder Zuo has been fighting until now.
He first unleashed a lion's roar, exhausting all his inner energy, which killed or injured hundreds of soldiers on the city wall.
Then they threw battering rams at the arrow tower, again using force to overwhelm the enemy.
He knew that there were no more Grandmasters in the city who could fight—not counting those from aristocratic families.
Anyway, Li Tianwang told him that the Grandmasters and above from the aristocratic families would definitely not make a move.
Elder Zuo felt reassured and decided to take the initiative, aiming to seize the city wall with swift and decisive action.
He knew there was a skilled young archer above him, but he didn't take him seriously.
A person's energy and time are limited. A young master means a genius, but it also means that there is not much time for accumulation and reflection.
The opponent's strong long-range shooting indicates that they have put a lot of effort into archery, which means they must be weak in close combat.
But once they started fighting, they discovered that their opponent was not only strong in close combat, but also belonged to the top tier of grandmasters.
That's fine, he's confident he can kill him within ten moves.
However, the young master used some secret technique, causing his blood and qi to surge rapidly and his true qi to double in a short period of time. Moreover, he seemed to possess a rare treasure that could magically reduce the young master's true qi by 20%.
Even so, he was confident of victory; it would just take him a few more moves.
To everyone's surprise, the reinforcements arrived just as quickly, and in the blink of an eye, two grandmasters from the north and south city walls led a large number of armored cavalry to help.
Elder Zuo was fighting three against one, wanting to make a good impression in public and intimidate the officers and soldiers.
That's why he used the waist-binding silkworm gu to simultaneously absorb the weapons of the three people, aiming to kill the two grandmasters who came to support him in one move.
This Gu worm was cultivated using a secret technique by his Five Poisons Sect. He swallowed it into his body when it was a larva and then fed it with the toxins in his body.
Until it grows to a length as long as a dragon, coiled around the body's internal organs.
It has little offensive power, but its body is covered with silk sacs that can absorb and devour external true energy, helping it resist fatal attacks and maximizing its defensive power.
He would rather abandon the Gu worms than not kill the three grandmasters cleanly and decisively in one move, just to establish his authority in public.
This was not only to establish authority over the city's garrison, but also to demonstrate the value of the Five Poisons Sect to Li Tianwang.
However, at the cost of consuming a large amount of his own vital energy and blood, and abandoning the waist-binding silkworm gu, he only managed to kill one of the enemy's dual-sword masters.
The young master unleashed tremendous strength, actually pulling the spear out of his hand. He then quickly changed tactics, discarding the spear, picking it up again, and charging forward.
They rescued another grandmaster.
This is the end.
He first unleashed the Lion's Roar, then threw the siege hammer, and finally used the silkworm gu to fight three opponents at once.
These three moves are eye-catching and impressive, but they also consume a great deal of true energy.
At this point, Elder Zuo could only suppress his anger and set himself a goal: to kill the two within thirty moves.
The three of them tumbled down from the city wall and into the arrow tower.
Inside the confined space, Elder Zuo's Blood Palm unleashed its power. The blood poison within his body was even more potent in the relatively enclosed space, which suited his purposes perfectly.
really.
The three fought for no more than ten rounds.
The old master's face had turned purple and he was dizzy; he had lost 30-40% of his ten layers of true energy.
Seeing that things were going badly, the young master decisively demolished the building, and the old master also realized what was happening and followed suit by wielding his spear.
So the arrow tower was destroyed, and the three people stood on the ruins, which is how they are now.
Elder Zuo's hands were trembling slightly, a result of the great depletion of his true energy.
He didn't even realize that a rare hint of hesitation appeared in his heart—could he really kill that young grandmaster in just a dozen or so moves?
Then, this hesitation abruptly ended when Yang Silang uttered the curse "old dog."
Elder Zuo's eyes were bloodshot—a Grandmaster cannot be insulted!
If we don't kill this despicable brat today, what prestige will the Five Poisons Sect have left in the Heavenly King's Army?
Without further hesitation, he charged forward with a sharp cry.
The two exchanged blows with their guns.
In just a few moves.
Elder Zuo felt a sudden sense of relief; the meridians and true energy in his body, which had been suppressed by the Nameless Domain, had actually recovered.
Elder Zuo was overjoyed.
"You brat, prepare to die!"
He stretched out his large palm and slapped it on Yang Silang's head, full of vigor.
As Yang Silang sensed the disappearance of the surging dragon energy within his body, he knew that the dragon energy Qin Xizhong had accumulated during this period had been completely exhausted.
The fifteen minutes are up.
Once the dragon energy is depleted, the dragon energy-suppressing domain that could suppress the enemy's strength naturally becomes ineffective.
As the giant palm hurtled towards them, it carried the true essence of a grandmaster's fist technique.
What Yang Silang saw was not just a fleshy palm.
Those fleshy palms looked like layers of dark clouds pressing down from the horizon, obscuring the sky and piling up like mountains.
Hidden within the clouds lies a deadly weapon: the Five Poisons Sect's Blood Poison, which can corrode a person's true energy.
A true contest of martial arts techniques is even more brutal, a battle of wills between two martial artists.
The loser can only exert 40-50% of their strength, and will be defeated like a clay chicken or a clay dog.
Yang Silang possessed the true essence of the Great Five Elements Force, which was mainly "gifted" from the Four Martial Saints, and was not afraid, but the massive amount of true energy he relied on to support the dragon energy disappeared.
"God beats!"
Yang Silang silently uttered two words in his mind.
The Divine Strike is a life-or-death technique; when used, it causes a surge in true energy for a quarter of an hour, doubling both attack and defense.
But if it goes on for more than 15 minutes, it will be a period of weakness.
Therefore, once this supernatural power is used, it's either you or me who dies; there's no turning back.
Yang Silang's spear technique was revitalized, and his qi and blood surged.
"The Killing Spear: Rain of Thrusts!"
"Armor-piercing drill!"
"Breaking the shield!"
"Panlongjiao!"
He roared thunderously, his spear thrusting like a dragon towards the giant hand above his head.
That kind of aura is so powerful that it would make a hole in the sky above!
Elder Zuo was shocked to find that the opponent's true energy had been rekindled, and he hurriedly withdrew his palm and stepped back.
At his peak, he could easily withstand the spear, but now, having suffered heavy losses, he dares not take it head-on.
As he took a step back, Yang Silang stepped forward, roaring as he thrust out his spear.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone.
Elder Zuo retreated four steps, his clothes torn to shreds by the air currents stirred by the spear tip, completely losing his composure.
After Yang Silang fired four shots, his body, stimulated by true qi and blood, experienced rapid expansion of his muscles, bones, and blood vessels, causing his fascia to stretch and swell wildly.
Now he looks like a guardian deity in a temple, even the spear in his hand seems a size too small.
From top to bottom of the city wall.
Many people, whether looking intently or glancing out of the corner of their eye, couldn't believe their eyes.
The grandmaster was actually forced to retreat four steps by a junior grandmaster.
Is this...is this correct?
Elder Zuo had mastered the true essence of the fist technique, and his five senses were exceptionally sharp. The strange gazes of the crowd were like needles piercing him.
"How dare you, you junior!"
His face flushed bright red instantly, and he suddenly jumped back, retreating about ten feet.
When the body is airborne.
With a flash of crimson from his ten fingers, he swiftly pressed the Baihui acupoint on the top of his head.
"Break through the Heavenly Barrier!" he roared.
Next is the Yuzhen acupoint at the back of the head.
"Burn the Primordial Aperture!"
The Mingmen acupoint on the lower back.
"Open the Earth Gate!"
Turn your hands up and focus on the Tanzhong acupoint.
"Break the central wall!"
He used forbidden techniques to strike several vital acupoints, and when he landed, he transformed into a giant with a waist like a millstone, legs like pillars, arms like beams, and palms like plates.
"Go to hell!"
Elder Zuo grinned maliciously as he charged toward Yang Silang.
Young man, you forced me to use the four forbidden acupoints, and it will take me half a year to recover my strength.
I cannot quell my hatred without killing you!
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