Qin Zeduo didn't waste any more words.
He spread his arms wide, and his snow-white kimono billowed wildly in the howling sea breeze. On his originally smooth and jade-like skin, bluish-black veins bulged and writhed wildly beneath the skin.
"Snap—"
A sickeningly loud cracking sound of bones popping rang out.
Then ca the crisp sound of fabric tearing.
The exquisite kimono shattered into countless pieces of fabric flying everywhere.
Without the cover of clothing, Qin Zeduo's body began to expand rapidly at a rate that defied the laws of biology.
The originally slender human body was stretched and elongated in the blink of an eye.
Its skin hardened rapidly, covered with layers of dark purple scales that glead with a cold, tallic sheen. Each scale was the size of a millstone, with sharp, knife-like edges that reflected a chilling light in the moonlight.
"roar--!!!"
A roar, neither human nor beast, echoed from deep within the throat of the mutating monster.
This sound was no longer sothing that could be produced by human vocal cords; it was mixed with the savagery and evil of the ancient wilderness. The sound waves transford into substantial shockwaves, causing the sea surface within several kiloters to cave in several ters.
Then, sothing truly mind-blowing happened.
The monster's neck muscles writhed and tore wildly, and seven enormous snake heads erged from a foul-slling mist of blood!
Each snake's head was as large as a mountain, with eyes as red as lanterns, flicking their dark tongues. Thick venom dripped from their fangs onto the sea surface, causing the seawater to sizzle and emit large swaths of pale green poisonous mist.
This is the true form of Qin Ze Duoyilang.
The Yamata no Orochi, a symbol of calamity in the legends of the land of cherry blossoms.
No, to be precise, it's Seven-Headed Serpent.
"BOOM—!!!"
Qin Zeduo, transford into a hundred-ter-tall behemoth, crashed heavily into the sea.
Tens of thousands of tons of seawater were instantly pushed aside, creating a terrifying tsunami hundreds of ters high that spread wildly in all directions.
The once calm sea surface instantly turned into a boiling pot of oil.
Seven ferocious snake heads rose high, blocking out the moonlight and shrouding the tiny Zhao Qingcang in shadow.
Faced with this terrifying scene that would drive ordinary people mad, Zhao Qingcang's aged face remained completely calm.
He simply hovered silently in mid-air, letting the foul-slling sea breeze tousle his gray hair.
A gentle grab in the void produced no dazzling special effects.
A slight glint appeared in the spatial ring on his wrist, and a pair of jet-black, antique-style gauntlets materialized in his hands.
The gauntlets were made entirely of an unknown black tal, with no luster on their surface, as if they could devour all the light around them.
Several grayish-brown spatial crystals were embedded at the knuckles of the gauntlets. They seed inconspicuous, but they faintly emitted terrifying fluctuations that distorted the surrounding space.
This is Zhao Qingcang's legendary weapon—【Void Collapser】.
These gauntlets accompanied him on the battlefield for fifty years, smashing the heads of countless beasts and staining them with the blood of countless enemies.
Since he stepped down from his frontline position twenty years ago and took charge of the military command center, these boxing gloves have been stored away.
Today, the divine artifact has been brought back to light.
Zhao Qingcang put on the boxing gloves with ticulous movents, as if he were performing a sacred ritual.
As he clenched his fist.
"Buzz—"
A dull tremor resounded.
Fine black cracks appeared in the space around his fist, like a shattered mirror.
"Co on, you beast."
His response was seven deafening roars.
"Zhao—Qing—Cang—!!!"
The seven enormous snake heads roared simultaneously, their voices overlapping and sounding like a demonic chant.
The next second.
The sea exploded.
Qin Zeduo launched the first attack.
Its massive body displayed a terrifying speed that was completely disproportionate to its size.
A snake head erged from the center, carrying imnse power, ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ and opened its blood-red maw to bite down fiercely at Zhao Qingcang in mid-air!
This strike was as fast as lightning and as powerful as a thunderbolt.
The air was compressed, forming a high-pressure air wall visible to the naked eye in front of the snake's head.
If bitten, even the body of an SS-level expert would be turned into a pile of minced at.
However.
Just as those foul-slling fangs were about to touch the hem of Zhao Qingcang's clothes...
The old man vanished into thin air.
That wasn't an afterimage left by high-speed movent.
It is a true spatial jump.
【Instant Flash】
The enormous snake head snapped its jaws into empty air, the terrifying force of the bite causing the air to explode with a loud bang.
"Too slow."
A cold voice suddenly rang out above the snake's head.
Zhao Qingcang's figure appeared like a ghost.
He was hanging upside down in mid-air, his right fist clenched, the muscles on his arm bulging, and the cuffs of his general's uniform stretched taut.
On the black gauntlet, the gray crystal suddenly shone with a dazzling light.
A terrifying spatial repulsive force was frantically compressed and condensed on his fist.
There were no fancy moves.
It was just a simple, unadorned straight punch.
"Bang--!!!"
The fist slamd heavily into the enormous snake head.
Ti stood still for a mont.
Imdiately afterwards.
A visible, transparent ripple spread wildly outwards from the point of impact.
That was the shockwave generated after space was violently compressed.
"Awooo—!!!"
The snake that was hit let out a muffled groan.
Its scales, as hard as iron and impenetrable even by missiles, shattered like glass under Zhao Qingcang's punch, exploding into countless fragnts.
A terrifying force pierced through its skull and acted directly on its massive body.
Qin Zeduo's massive body, weighing tens of thousands of tons, was actually sent flying backward by this punch!
The enormous serpentine body carved a trench tens of ters deep into the sea, creating two water walls hundreds of ters high.
It flew a full hundred ters before Qin Zeduo managed to stop its retreat. The seven snake heads crashed into the water in a sorry state, creating huge waves.
In the distance, on the city wall of Changn Port.
The generals of the Great Xia Dynasty who witnessed this scene through the remote monitoring array were not excited at all, but instead showed deep worry.
Can the Marshal win?
The previously hot-tempered bearded lieutenant general was now flushed with excitent, and he clenched his fist hard: "Don't talk such discouraging things! The Marshal will definitely win!"
On the sea.
Zhao Qingcang slowly withdrew his right fist and gently flicked his wrist.
He looked at the churning sea in the distance, but instead of pressing his advantage, he waited quietly.
An attack of this magnitude would be nothing more than an appetizer for Orochi, who possesses abnormal regenerative abilities.
A few seconds later.
A low, sinister laugh echoed from the churning sea.
"Hehe...hehehe..."
The seawater was separated.
The seven snake heads slowly rose again.
The snake head that Zhao Qingcang had just hit was now a bloody ss, with a piece of its skull collapsed and one eye blown out, oozing black pus and blood.
But this does not affect its actions.
Even at the wound site, granulation tissue was wriggling frantically, repairing the injury at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seven pairs of scarlet eyes were fixed on Zhao Qingcang, their gazes filled not with pain, but with a frenzied killing intent and excitent.
The snake's head in the center opened its mouth wide and emitted Qin Zeduo's signature sound.
This ti, however, his voice lacked so of its previous composure and instead carried a hint of bloodthirsty fervor.
"Ha ha ha ha......"
"Not bad...really not bad..."
"Zhao Qingcang, your punches are quite powerful."
"It's much tougher than I expected."
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