Chapter 220: Chapter 82: Victory Decided in Three Moves
"Hiss---" Bu Jiuxiao and Cheng Bai simultaneously sucked in a breath of cold air.
Has this girl gone mad or dumb, she’s actually willing to exchange blows with Yun Bahe, who is none other than Yun Bahe of Great Zhou, the famously renowned number one Martial Saint.
Even though Yun Bahe has faded from public view in recent years, the legends about him within Great Zhou City have never ceased.
To be in the Martial Saint Realm, what kind of level is that? Speaking more plainly, if Yun Bahe took a dislike to the Royal Magic Academy, he could flatten the Royal Magic Academy to the ground with a single combat skill.
Ye Beiming’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed as he looked at Yun Sheng.
There wasn’t a trace of fear on her face.
"You!" Yun Bahe’s words got stuck in his throat.
It was as if he was seeing, years ago, his eldest son Yun Canghai, speaking in the sa tone to sever ties with him.
Why didn’t any of them leave even a little room for negotiation?
"Alright, the first move, make sure you watch carefully," Yun Bahe had not fought with anyone for a long ti.
He did not expect that this ti his opponent would be a young girl.
Golden red fighting spirit flowed on the surface of Yun Bahe’s body, and after a series of crackling sounds like frying beans, Yun Bahe let out a fierce shout, and a powerful wave of fighting spirit burst from his fist.
The color of that fighting spirit was dazzling, just like the fireball released by Yun Sheng.
However, the speed at which the fighting spirit moved was several tis faster than the fireball, giving Yun Sheng no chance to dodge.
Her body slamd backward with a thud, crashing into the wall.
Imdiately, an indentation the size of two to three ters appeared on the wall.
Yun Sheng then fell to the ground, with a fresh trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.
Inside the elegant room, Ye Beiming felt as though his own chest had been struck forcefully; he experienced an agonizing pain that seed to spread throughout his body in an instant, as if he, rather than Yun Sheng, was the one who had taken the hit.
Why did he feel this way?
Ye Beiming couldn’t help feeling doubtful.
In the Martial Realm, at the level of Martial Saint, combat skills are often used as the last resort. Yun Bahe rely needed to employ the most basic moves, even just a punch or a kick, to kill soone.
His aim was simple, to quickly defeat Yun Sheng.
Such an impact, on the constitution of an ordinary mage, would be enough to shatter all the bones in her body and splinter her ridians, confining her to bed for half a year with just one hit.
Damn, that’s painful. The old man’s speed and qi power are indeed astonishing, Yun Sheng slowly stood up.
She was struck before she even had the chance to perform Magic Chanting.
"Young girl, you’d better let this old man disable your Magic Soul," Yun Bahe also sighed.
From within the Shennong dical Bracelet, a stream of Divine Power rapidly flowed out, desperately repairing Yun Sheng’s crushingly fractured bones.
All over her body, only those three Qi ridians remained intact.
Yun Sheng swayed and finally stood up straight.
She licked the blood by her lips and squeezed out a smile uglier than crying, "The second move!"
"Good! The second move," Yun Bahe couldn’t help but be shocked.
After many years away from the battlefield, he did not expect that today he would be so eagerly aroused to battle by a junior whose cultivation was so much lower than his own.
After taking that hit, Yun Sheng could still stand up; this was in itself a substantial provocation for Yun Bahe.
Fighting spirit whirled around, Yun Bahe’s body swelled as if inflated, and suddenly he stomped down forcefully.
The power of this stomp was like a Level 9 Earthquake, and the entire tavern’s floor burst open with a bang.
This century-old tavern was dood today; the tavern owner’s eyes darkened, and he fainted on the spot.
With one chop of Yun Bahe’s foot, it held the force of ten thousand jin, yet strangely, the tavern’s floor did not shatter from this stomp.
The ground cracked into several pieces, countless stones rose from the earth, each three ters long and two ters wide, each weighing about two hundred jin. They rose like nurous Earth Spurs, forming a stone prison that tightly surrounded Yun Sheng.
Everyone couldn’t help but break into a cold sweat for Yun Sheng. With her delicate physique, how could she withstand the impact of several two-hundred-jin boulders?
Even if Yun Sheng used Earth Magic, it would be tough to break these boulders.
The old ginger is still spicy; Yun Bahe had been through countless large and small battles in his life, from the battlefield to personal combat, and reaching today’s Martial Saint Realm was certainly not just through simple hard training.
He was adept at analyzing opponents, from the enemy’s national army of thousands, to martial artists whose martial realms were not much different than his own; Yun Bahe could identify the opponent’s weaknesses in the shortest ti.
Yun Sheng was a Great Magic Director of both the Fire and Earth Elents, aning she could wield at least one type of Level Magic of Earth and Fire Elents.
But even if she used Earth Spur, she couldn’t possibly shatter the boulders.
Yun Bahe couldn’t help feeling a bit proud. He laughed and said, "Little girl, you’d better beg for rcy, otherwise you will be trapped and die under these boulders."
Just as Yun Bahe was reveling in his triumph, a layer of shadow, invisible to the naked eye, rapidly climbed up the boulders.
Ye Beiming suddenly stood up. He leaned forward, disbelievingly looking towards that pile of boulders.
He felt the Magic Soul inside his body restless, that feeling!
It was not unfamiliar, as if, he had found sothing he had lost for a long ti.
The boulders trembled, and suddenly, there was a thunderous boom; Earth Spurs like beastly fangs, with incredible strength and speed, instantly shattered the boulders.
In the instant the boulders shattered, several Fire Fla Burst spells, like shooting stars, smashed towards Yun Bahe.
Surprise and astonishnt appeared on Yun Bahe’s face, looking rather comical.
How could this be possible? What kind of Earth Spur was the opponent practicing that it could instantly shatter boulders weighing thousands of jin? This is defying the heavens.
Of course, Yun Bahe had no idea that it was not ordinary Earth Spur that could shatter boulders weighing thousands of jin.
It was the Interdiate Dark Thorn that Yun Sheng had rged with Dark Thorns, a thrust that could instantly pierce through even the hardest ore.
At the sa ti as she pierced the ore, she also instantly released several Fire Fla Burst spells.
It was the way of giving as good as one gets, if not by Yun Sheng.
But Yun Sheng still underestimated Martial Saint Yun Bahe. Although Fire Fla Burst was more than ten tis faster than a Fireball, and its power was even more astonishing.
But how could Yun Bahe be hard by rely a few Fire Fla Bursts? A layer of golden-red fighting spirit, like gold foil, surfaced on Yun Bahe’s body. His cheeks contracted, and he took a deep breath in.
You see, Yun Bahe held his breath and exhaled, the fighting spirit quickly compressed within his chest, and with a puffing sound, it spewed out.
The released fighting spirit was fast and fierce, turning into a fighting spirit tiger with hanging eyes in mid-air.
It is said that magic is dazzling and combat skills are unadorned, but it turns out that when fighting spirit is practiced to the extre, it can also mimic magic and transform into fierce beasts.
The ferocious tiger flexed its limbs to the ground, the image of a tiger descending the mountain.
The fighting spirit tiger raised its head with a ferocious roar towards the sky, confronting the raging Fire Fla Burst, and in one go.
Boom, the fighting spirit tiger engulfed the Fire Fla Burst, its eyes filled with murderous intent, and after engulfing the Fire Fla Burst, its pounce beca more ferocious, aiming at Yun Sheng, and its paws slashed down like axes!
**Thank you to Shui Ren, Liangcheng Kongxiang, Ye Zi, and Yan Xiaoji for the rewards, I won’t say much, tomorrow Wildcat will recognize the fox, we’ll rush the ranks on Monday, chrysanthemums are not guaranteed, money is howling**
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