Chapter 185 – 184 Saint Fire Golden Cover
This plan sounds simple, but actually executing it is incredibly difficult. For instance, Cheng Zicheng’s role in leading the charge is very risky, she is only at the Fifth Stage, and if anything goes wrong, being entangled by a Winged Tiger ans certain death. Therefore, the task of attracting the Winged Tiger cannot fall to her alone, Tang San must assist from the sidelines. Only then can they ensure that she won’t be caught by the Winged Tiger before reaching full speed.
Then it’s Wu Bingji and the others’ turn, with Du Bai controlling our side’s Luck, if we’re lucky, the plan will naturally go smoothly, and they will be safer. Gu Li is responsible for making the Winged Tiger flying at high speed in the air land “on ti”. Wu Bingji is tasked with guiding the Winged Tiger to attack using his nearly shadowless, invisible ice needles.
At this mont, Wu Bingji’s nerves were taut. He was well aware, once discovered, whether facing the Winged Tiger or the Beauty and Beast Squad, it was not sothing they could handle with their current strength.
The first ti luring the Winged Tiger over, the enemy might think it’s a coincidence, but if it happens a second ti in the sa way, how could it still be a coincidence? They would definitely beco suspicious, knowing that soone was deliberately setting them up.
So, the second round of Winged Tigers attracted were even stronger, one Eighth Stage, two Seventh Stage. These were all selected by Tang San.
One Eighth Stage plus two Seventh Stage, this was basically the limit that the Beauty and Beast Squad could handle. Moreover, after having already fought two battles, facing three such powerful Winged Tigers, and if they were to engage them directly, it would be very difficult for them to kill the enemy without sustaining damages, even if they knew they might be falling into a trap, they still had to confront the Winged Tigers first.
When Wu Bingji clearly felt the Winged Tiger speeding towards the direction he led, away from their side, he looked at Du Bai with a noticeably different expression.
Without a doubt, Luck’s blessing played a very important role. Otherwise, with the Winged Tiger’s perception, discovering them wasn’t an impossibility, considering the difference in strength.
At this ti, Gu Li’s face was pale, whether it was from overusing the Ti Variation Seal, or from fear.
When they heard the sounds of fierce fighting not far away, they couldn’t help but heave a huge sigh of relief. Tang San’s plan, at this point, could basically be considered a success.
What followed was naturally their opportunity to catch the cicada, with the oriole behind.
“Can we see the battle situation over there?” Wu Bingji whispered to Du Bai next to him.
“I can’t anymore. I’m too tired. The eldest senior told to rest.” Maintaining the Luck’s blessing continuously, the strain on Du Bai was not small. To see the situation over there, he needed the Heavenly Fox Eye and Purple Demon Eyes to grant his vision the fortune to pierce through the treetops and see into the distance.
“Eldest senior, what do we do now?” Gu Li asked in a low voice.
Wu Bingji shook his head and said, “Stay put, wait for Xiao Tang’s signal. Chengzi will relay the situation here to him. He will definitely be prepared with follow-up asures.”
Tang San’s next move was unknown to him, but he believed that the Beauty and Beast Squad must be going crazy now.
Indeed, Song Junhou was about to lose his mind.
He had great confidence in his own strength and golden bloodline, but that depended on how many opponents he was facing. Too many and too strong opponents, he would be overwheld!
When the three Winged Tigers charged madly at them, Song Junhou’s face turned sowhat green. If it were just three Seventh Stage, it wouldn’t be a big deal, but now he faced one Eighth Stage plus two Seventh Stage Winged Tigers. In terms of strength, they were already a match for his side, not to ntion that they had already fought two battles before.
The three Winged Tigers would definitely not consider them friends—they still carried the scent of blood from the previous Winged Tigers they had killed. The Winged Tigers wouldn’t make a mistake in recognizing the scent of their kin.
In the center, the Eighth Stage Winged Tiger’s eyes had turned completely aquamarine. It would not hesitate for a mont against these individuals stained with the blood of its own kind. Nurous wind blades, solid as if tangible, roared forth under the push of the Wind Protective Energy, transforming into a raging storm.
The Beauty and Beast Squad couldn’t afford to pause and consider who might be ambushing them. Song Junhou darted out in a flash, and this ti, he did not fight in human form. Accompanied by a mighty roar of a lion, he was already crouched on the ground, transford into a Giant Golden Lion over eight ters long, as dazzling golden flas burst forth. His bloodline suppression was unleashed in full force towards the opposition. Golden Holy Fire surged in an instant, clashing with the fierce storm. Imdiately, the golden flas erupted in the woods, reducing large swathes of trees to ash.
Had he been in his pri, Song Junhou would have been confident in defeating the Eighth Stage Winged Tiger. However, the consumption from the two previous battles was significant. After all, Winged Tigers were demon beasts of tiger lineage, incredibly powerful. His continuous battling and the use of the Golden Holy Fire ant his bloodline depleted at a fast rate. Only upon reaching the Ninth Stage Realm would he have the ability to recover more quickly.
Opposite him, the Eighth Stage Winged Tiger was no ordinary one; it was approaching the peak of the Eighth Stage, near the Tiger King level. Every hair on its body was steeped in the Wind Protective Energy, making it seem as if it was carved from greenish-blue jade.
The Golden Holy Fire held back the Winged Tiger’s storm, but it was clear that the Golden Holy Fire had also been weakened.
The Giant Golden Lion that was Song Junhou barked, “Quick battle, quick decision. Use whatever abilities you have. We have other enemies lurking in the shadows.”
As he spoke, intense golden flas burned on him, and the massive golden lion silhouette also erged behind him. The two silhouettes rged in an instant, turning his eyes to pure gold. On his forehead, a golden crown-shaped phantom light faintly erged.
A Prince’s golden crown, a sight that only appeared in bloodlines higher than the golden bloodline, even though the golden crown on his head seed vague, suggesting it had just ford not long ago and was not yet solid. The ability to form a semblance of a golden crown, however, proved the purity of his bloodline and that there was a possibility for him to eventually lead the Lion Clan.
As the Prince’s golden crown appeared, Song Junhou’s presence soared, reaching the peak of the Eighth Stage Realm. The crown emitted circles of golden light, noticeably weakening the greenish-blue light from the Eighth Stage Winged Tiger opposite him; the bloodline suppression remained effective.
A touch of madness in the Eighth Stage Winged Tiger’s eyes seed to diminish, replaced by wariness. Though it had not gained true intelligence, it knew instinctively to seek good fortune and avoid disaster.
Three massive wind blades slowly coalesced in front of it, each appearing incredibly substantial and soon forming terrifying entities five ters long. It gave a resonant and loud tiger roar. Out of the three wind blades, two hurtled directly towards Song Junhou, while the third shot up into the sky, transforming into a strong teal light that headed high above.
Song Junhou’s pupils shrank instantly—this creature was calling for reinforcents.
There was no ti to lose; if more powerful Winged Tigers were to arrive, even they would be in danger.
At this mont, he held nothing back. As he sprang into action, an even more intense layer of golden light appeared on his body’s surface. As the light expanded outward, it swiftly condensed around his body, making his already eight-ter length appear to have grown to ten ters.
This was Saint Fire Golden Cover ford from the condensation of the Golden Holy Fire, a formidable power that could only be cultivated by those with the golden bloodline.
The two enormous wind blades had just reached him when they were instantly shattered by his claws, now clad in Saint Fire Golden Cover, before he lunged directly at the Eighth Stage Winged Tiger.
The Wind Protective Energy on the Eighth Stage Winged Tiger had also been boosted to its extre. When the two forces collided, golden and aquamarine light erupted constantly. The Eighth Stage Winged Tiger was forced into a retreat by Song Junhou’s attacks, completely suppressed in strength and attributes.
While Song Junhou unleashed his full combat effectiveness to suppress the Eighth Stage Winged Tiger on one side, his teammates were already locked in battle with two Seventh Stage Winged Tigers on the other.
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