Green, gold, crimson, white, black... The five-colored radiance flickered as the colorful patterns on the peacock's tail feathers lit up one after another. Although the plus hadn't yet fully fanned out, their beauty was already indescribable.
Up until now, Ming Xuan had already refined the Three-Colored Divine Light, which were green, white, and gold, corresponding to the Bronze, Silver, and Gold tiers, respectively. According to this ratio, in order to refine the complete spectrum of five colors, one would need to reach the Athyst Tier.
In fact, the Peacock Dragon inherently possessed all Five Elents, but without refinent, they could not be commanded and controlled. As of now, Ming Xuan could only manipulate these three types of Divine Light, and moreover, he could only propel one type at a ti, not two simultaneously. It seed... that the ability to use them concurrently would likely only be available at the Diamond Tier.
Soon, all the colorful patterns on the Peacock Dragon's body lit up, and in the next mont... a golden beam of light rapidly condensed in Ming Xuan's outstretched right hand, taking the form of a golden Peacock Plu. From a distance, it looked as if the plu was forged from pure gold.
At the sa ti Ming Xuan condensed the Peacock Plu, the Crimson-robed Chief finally completed his preparations and launched an attack. In the midst of the sharp whistling of the breaking air, four dragon wolves charged towards Ming Xuan from four directions, rushing at him fiercely.
"Roar! Roar! Roar..." Accompanied by a series of savage roars, the four dragon wolves simultaneously opened their mouths, unleashing four golden Wind Blades that howled forth, and then... they followed closely behind the Wind Blades, charging towards Ming Xuan.
Faced with the onslaught of the four Wind Blades, Ming Xuan sharply furrowed his brows. Such poor angles... not even a slight curve, and the blockage of the target was such a failure, with all of them arriving at the sa ti, not even varying their order. With such an attack, did they really think they could harm anyone?
While pondering, Ming Xuan's thoughts shifted ever so slightly, and the Peacock Dragon's posture instantly tilted, with the angle of the tilt being very small. If one were not paying close attention, they might not even notice Ming Xuan had moved!
Seeing this scene, Xin Yun's eyes suddenly lit up in the stands. That's right... this was the micro maneuvering Ming Xuan had learned from him! By making small adjustnts in posture, one could evade successfully while maintaining balance and montum, calmly handling any subsequent attacks that followed.
Micro-managing is a basic hallmark of an expert. If soone throws a punch at you and you jump back sharply, you will lose the ability to swiftly shift your balance again for a brief period, and at the sa ti, your montum has already taken shape. If at that mont, soone strikes you with a stick in the direction you're moving, there's no way to dodge it. It's like throwing yourself at soone for a beating.
But with micro-managing, one only needs to sidestep slightly to avoid the punch. At the sa ti, one could also counter with a knee strike or a retaliatory punch, seizing absolute initiative.
However, to do so requires absolute skill and judgnt. A single misstep could lead to a direct hit from the opponent. In that case, even if you aren't imdiately overwheld, you'll find yourself in an inescapable situation, too difficult to resist further.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..." Amid the sharp sounds of breaking air, the four golden Wind Blades grazed past the Peacock Dragon's body, each missing by a hair's breadth. Although they seed perilously close, in reality, not even a single feather of the Peacock Dragon was touched, the timing impeccably precise.
Watching the Wind Blades whizz by, Ming Xuan curled his lip. Indeed, these golden Wind Blades were not bad—fast and sharp, but their application, wasn't it too idiotic? Ming Xuan was a living, moving person, not an immobile target. Ignorance of blockade and sequencing, what's the use of re speed?
During his contemplation, Ming Xuan couldn't help but recall Yan Qingying's Spider Silk Entanglent. In the midst of many battles, Yan Qingying had often used four True Illusions against him. Look at those angles, that timing, that blockade—utterly seamless. In contrast to the joint attack in front of him, which was riddled with flaws, such an assault wouldn't co close to harming him in his next lifeti.
No sooner had the four Wind Blades passed than the four Silver dragon wolves pounced right in front of him. Seeing this, Ming Xuan's brows knitted even tighter. The disparity was too great. Their speed was fast and the montum heavy, as if they were giving their all. But it was precisely this that posed the biggest problem. With such fast speed and heavy montum, were they that confident of success?
What Ming Xuan found most exasperating was that the four dragon wolves actually launched their assault on the Peacock Dragon on the sa horizontal plane. But this was mid-air! With such speed and montum, this...
As he pondered, Ming Xuan shook his head silently. At the sa ti, the Peacock Dragon closed its wings, and its body instantly dropped about ten ters. Simultaneously, the four wolves, with their unparalleled speed and massive montum, hurtled past above Ming Xuan with a roar...
Right at the mont when the four dragon wolves converged above Ming Xuan, his right hand flicked, and the single golden Peacock Plu instantly split into four. Then with a toss, four streaks of cyan Rainbow Light shot forth like lightning, each piercing the foreheads of the onrushing dragon wolves. The next mont... the four dragon wolves hurtled past, darting off into the distance.
As the Peacock Plus hit their targets, Ming Xuan's body shook violently. Through the four Peacock Plus, Ming Xuan could clearly feel that the four dragon wolves were indeed corporeal entities, and each possessed formidable strength, all at the Gold tier!
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