At that mont, Xue Jing's body suddenly tensed up, his scalp tingling.
The extre sense of danger instinctively told him... This dense mass of endless blade light, denser even than a torrential downpour, any single strike, as long as it grazed him slightly, would result in his imdiate death, with absolutely no chance of resistance.
"Lu Shenliu..." he murmured softly.
How powerful is a top Martial Artist who is about to receive an Eternal Title, and has leaped through the Dragon Gate at least three tis?
The endless massive blade light spread out, about to reach the ground, yet Xue Jing sat still on the edge of the high platform, not moving an inch.
The next mont.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—!!"
An equally infinite number of massive spear shadows appeared from the horizon, not one more or one less, precisely colliding with each blade light, cancelling each other out into nothingness.
Intense air waves visible to the naked eye spread out from where the blades and spears t, stirring up terrifying gales that dispersed throughout Yuan City.
"Ah!"
"What's happening! Did a typhoon co out of nowhere!?"
"Look up in the sky!"
"The wind's too strong, I can't open my eyes!"
Among the crowd, so lighter people, or those holding umbrellas, were blown off their feet, screaming in shock.
Xue Jing emanated Qi Force from his entire body, dissolving and diverting all the air waves and fierce winds headed his way, his gaze firmly fixed on the blade light and spear shadows above the sky.
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"Wu Xuanzhu, I didn't expect you to be the one to co?"
There seed to be a hint of surprise in the tone. On hearing this, Xue Jing was also taken aback, his expression sowhat astonished.
Wu Xuanzhu... 'Gun Saint' Wu Xuanzhu?
Zhou Yinglin's master?
The person Youqing A Dream had found to stop Lu Shenliu from killing him was actually Wu Xuanzhu?
"Wu Xuanzhu?"
Inside the Super Arena, the competitors who had yet to leave all changed their expressions, their eyes shining with excitent.
Eternal Warlord, Gun Saint, Supre Ingenuity number one, a living legend!
And he was actually in Yuan City?
"Master!?"
Zhou Yinglin, who had woken up, completely limp and unable to move except for his head, suddenly widened his eyes.
His first reaction was not excitent, but fear.
Fear that his master would see him in such a wretched state.
What he feared most happened; the familiar voice ca from the distance, clear and at ease:
"This old man just ca to check on his disappointing disciple... and by the way, help a junior with a little matter."
The voice was old and kind, as though spoken by a completely ordinary and amiable old man.
However, at that mont, Zhou Yinglin's body, which should have been immobile, suddenly began to tremble, his expression filled with extre fear.
There was also a twist of astonishnt and confusion.
From the sound of it, his own master was actually here to help... Xue Jing?
"A minor matter? You an I'm a minor matter?"
Lu Shenliu's tone seed to carry a hint of danger.
The old voice remained leisurely as it spoke, "If it were a fight to the death, it would indeed be no small matter. But now, you just need to give this old man so face, and it will be a minor matter."
Lu Shenliu laughed heartily: "Hahaha... Old man, you really are interesting. Then I'll give you this face. It's nothing but a formality anyway; I don't want to offend that little girl too much... "
With that, the blade light in the sky dispersed, the surrounding clouds all slashed to pieces, revealing a clear sky for miles around.
The old voice seed a bit displeased: "Young man's manner is shitty..."
The sea of spears in the sky also scattered, Yuan City returned to calm, only the gales and air waves from the clash of swords and spears remained, not dispersing for a long ti.
It seed the affair was over, Lu Shenliu appeared to have given up.
Xue Jing gazed at the sky, his eyes shining with divine light.
"Top Martial Artist..."
A bit of unease stirred in his heart.
"It's almost like a fantasy..."
Sighing, Xue Jing shook his head.
Judging by the display from the two, they were basically at a level where they could destroy armies with a few casual moves.
The potential of the Old Martial Arts was truly incredible... He really must practice more, so that soday he won't be inferior to a Divinity Skill!
Fired up, Xue Jing's passion for Martial Arts Practice blazed even more fiercely within him.
"I didn't expect that it would be Wu Xuanzhu who would co to stop Lu Shenliu for ... That makes sense, both he and Youqing A Dream share the surna Wu; I hadn't thought of that before..."
Xue Jing pondered.
He couldn't help but want to know what Zhou Yinglin's expression was like right now...
It must be priceless.
But these were all trivial matters. What was important now was this...
Xue Jing opened his panel and looked at the newly appeared Divine Skill below.
[Feather Transformation (Inactive): Divine Skill, Divinity required to activate 3266/500]
[Conditions t, do you wish to activate?]
[Yes/No]
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(I gave my all to complete Black Myth: Wukong with no regrets, so I wouldn't keep thinking about it... So satisfying, even though I struggled because I'm too noob, but the gaplay was truly invigorating, the cinematics in the last few chapters made cry... The only regret is that I missed the Imasurable Bat, so I couldn't complete the whole creature compendium.)
(On September 1st, I will start a giveaway of about twenty Black Myth: Wukong gas~ readers who are interested can pay attention~ leave monthly tickets to participate in the giveaway, those who win and have already bought the ga or don't want it can opt for a cash refund~)
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