864 Â Chapter 864 Going all out (2)
âThat brat has a death wish? He wants to fight Mao Huang with his bare hands?â
âIs he crazy? Does he think he is a peak sixth stage body refiner?â
âWhat a fool. Even a peak sixth stage body refiner would suffer if they took on Mao Huangâs sword like that!â
The surrounding Dao Kings began to mumble among themselves when they saw this scene in front of them, as their eyes were still intently focused on the 2 figures that were about to clash with each other. đ©đ¶đŁđČđżđ«đxt.đ đđ
At the same time, the yellow-robed young man with the black sword, Mao Huang sneered when he saw Shun Longâs actions, before he said in a cold voice
âSince you are so eager to die, let me send you off-â
However, before he could actually finish his sentence, Mao Huangâs words were abruptly stuck in his throat as his eyes widened in disbelief.
In fact, it wasnât just Mao Huang but every single Dao King present who couldnât believe their eyes at this moment, as they all stared at Shun Long with expressions of shock plastered on their faces.
The instant that Shun Long punched out with his right hand, pitch-black scales immediately appeared out of nowhere as they immediately covered his entire fist along with the rest of his body, stunning every single person who laid their eyes on them.
Staring at these beautiful black scales that made Shun Long look like a mix of both human and magic beast alike, the Dao Kings present were all momentarily taken aback.
However, what had surprised these Dao Kings the most wasnât just the change in Shun Longâs outer appearance, but the aura that he had begun to emit the moment his body was covered in these black scales.
Sensing the terrifying aura that Shun Long was now emitting that was similar to a king of magic beasts that was slowly waking up, the surrounding Dao Kings were all stunned, while even those peak rank 9 Dao Kings who werenât interested in Shun Longâs fight previously, had now all turned their gazes towards him and Mao Huang.
âThis aura⊠is this a bloodline? How is this possible? How can a bloodline be so strong?â
âThis type of pressure⊠donât tell me that this is an immortal-grade bloodline!â
âAn immortal-grade bloodline? Who the hell is this kid?â
âWait a moment! Didnât this guy use the Dao of Space earlier? So he has a supreme Dao AND an immortal-grade bloodline? Just who the hell is this kid? I refuse to believe that he really is a nobody!â
At the same time that the surrounding Dao Kings began to talk among themselves, one of the peak rank 9 Dao Kings who was watching this scene, whose aura was even stronger than the yellow-robed young manâs that Shun Long was facing right now, stared at Shun Long for a few moments in silence before he mumbled to himself in a pondering manner
âAn immortal-grade bloodline and a supreme Dao huh? Even if he is just an early-stage Dao King, the âWhite tiger chamber of commerceâ shouldnât have excluded his information on purpose. Since they didnât include it within their information jades itâs more likely to assume that even they werenât aware of it either⊠How interesting!â
At this moment, Shun Long who had already activated his dragonâs bloodline and was about to fight with Mao Huang was completely unaware that he had simultaneously managed to attract the attention of an even more dangerous person.
Although Mao Huang was also a peak rank 9 Dao King and was someone who was strong enough to act arrogantly in front of others without a need to care about their strength or background, in front of this black-robed young man, he actually knew that he wasnât much different from any average late-stage Dao King.
In fact, if Shun Long had noticed this black-robed young man, he would also be able to easily recognize him thanks to the information he had received from the âWhite tiger chamber of commerceâ. After all, according to the âWhite tiger chamber of commerceâ, this man was one of the 100 strongest Dao Kings that had entered the âCity of Immortalsâ!
At this moment however, Shun Longâs attention was focused completely on the black sword in front of him as his fist finally met with Mao Huangâs black sword!
BOOOOOOOOOOM!!
The moment Shun Longâs fist that was covered in black scales met Mao Huangâs sword, a large shockwave erupted from the center of the impact, pushing Shun Long and Mao Huang back for dozens of meters before they could finally regain their footing!
âOh? He actually managed to take it head-on?â The black-robed young man who was leisurely watching the fight between Shun Long and Mao Huang raised his eyebrows in surprise, as he stared at Shun Longâs fist with a look of clear curiosity in his eyes!
âIs this real? That kid really managed to resist Mao Huangâs attack with his bare hands?â
âThis isnât possible⊠Even if he has an immortal-grade bloodline something like this shouldnât be possible!
Mao Huang is a peak rank 9 Dao King and that black sword of his is a 1-star weapon! Even if itâs not a peak 1-star weapon, it should
be able to easily cleave in half any early-stage Dao King regardless of their bloodline! No matter what, even an immortal-grade bloodline shouldnât be enough to allow this kid to bridge the gap between himself and Mao Huang!â
âNot possible? Look at his fist! Even after taking on Mao Huangâs sword attack, that guy was barely harmed! Only some of his protective scales seem to have been chipped off and there isnât even any blood coming from his hand! There is definitely something special about that bloodline of his!â
At the same time that the surrounding Dao Kings erupted in discussions, the yellow-robed young man, Mao Huang stared at Shun Longâs fist with a stunned look on his face, before he slowly turned his gaze towards his own sword.
âHa..haha..hahahahaha!â After a brief moment of silence, Mao Huang suddenly started laughing like a madman, before an evil smile that was akin to a devilâs eventually appeared on his lips, as he stared at Shun Long who was standing a few meters away from him and said mockingly
âWho knew that today, I, Mao Huang would actually get to kill not just one, but two pieces of trash with immortal-grade bloodlines. Hahahahaha! It must be my lucky day!â
Mao Huang then pointed at Shun Longâs right fist that was now missing some of its protective scales after clashing with his black sword and continued
âAlthough your bloodline seems to be different from that bastardâs, itâs too bad that it wasnât enough to save you either! Hahahaha!â
Without any hesitation Mao Huang then kicked the ground, as he thrust his black sword forward for the second time, aiming to pierce through Shun Longâs chest!
Of course, at this point, Shun Long understood that the person that Mao Huang was referring to as a bastard was clearly Jiang Chen who must have already used his bloodline during his fight with Mao Huang previously!
However, even though Jiang Chenâs bloodline originated from a âmythic-rankâ magic beast, the âDemonic Crow of Darknessâ, the purity of his bloodline was nowhere near close to Shun Longâs and was naturally not enough to let him stand against a peak rank 9 Dao King like Mao Huang.
And yet, contrary to Mao Huangâs expectations, instead of falling back, Shun Long just glanced at his âinjuredâ right fist that was only missing some of its protective scales, before he mumbled to himself in a calm voice
âTime Reversal!â
The protective scales around his fist seemed to have regenerated almost immediately, before Shun Long clenched his right fist for the second time, allowing it to meet with Mao Huangâs sword directly!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!
Under the eyes of the surrounding Dao Kings, Shun Longâs fist that was covered in dragonic scales collided with Mao Huangâs sword time and time again, matching Mao Huangâs attacks blow for blow!
After the first attack, Mao Huang had already begun to infuse his Dao of Fire into his every slash, and yet the advantage he gained against Shun Long had barely increased and wasnât enough to take his life.
However, after exchanging more than 100 blows in the span of a few minutes, everyone began to notice that the damage on Shun Longâs body had started to accumulate, while even the speed at which his black scales were regenerating had slowed down significantly.
Naturally, Mao Huang had also noticed this detail and he wasnât going to leave any leeway for Shun Long to survive!
He could already feel that although this person in front of him was just an early rank 3 Dao King, he was actually strong enough to pose a threat even to a peak rank 9 Dao King like him!
Raising his black sword above his head, Mao Huang slashed it forward using all of his strength as he shouted in a cold voice
âBrat, itâs time for you to die!
Saint high-grade martial skill, âFlame Emperorâs swordâ!â
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