477: Chapter 177: The Little Prince Who Jumped Off the Cliff_2 477: Chapter 177: The Little Prince Who Jumped Off the Cliff_2 Suddenly, an imnse and endless power of thunderbolt struck from his flank.
Damn, an ambush!
The man’s complexion changed drastically as he quickly dodged to the side, but it was too late.
A purple thunderbolt descended from Heaven, striking him with great force.
Accompanied by a muffled sound, he fell straight to the ground, and streaks of electricity, like serpents, frenetically scrambled across his body.
Inside him, his blood and energy churned incessantly.
“Puff…”
He opened his mouth and spat out a great mouthful of fresh blood, his face now so pale it was devoid of any color.
Only now did he get a clear look at his attacker.
A tall man with a resolute face stood before him, and behind that man were four Golden Cores, one of which was a phenonally rare Golden Core.
He rembered clearly that the man had just been engaged in combat with soone who possessed three such phenonal Golden Cores.
This man now striking him had obviously defeated his opponent.
But what he couldn’t understand was why, with so many people on the stage, this man would suddenly attack him!
“This Dao Companion has offended, but the rules of this Immortal Cultivation Tournant are such.
As you are now grievously injured, it is not good for you to stay on the stage any longer; it would be wise for you to step down voluntarily,” said the tall man, fist cupped in hand, his eyes fixed intently on his opponent who lay on the ground, his palm flickering with the power of thunderbolts.
The man on the ground, feeling the potency of the thunderbolt in his opponent’s palm, showed a look of resentnt.
He deeply engraved the other’s appearance in his mory before leaping off the stage.
If possible, he would never choose to jump off the stage, but the thunderbolt in his opponent’s hand made him realize that if he did not jump off now, another attack was surely coming.
He, already severely wounded, absolutely could not withstand another blow and had no choice but to descend from the stage.
“Strange, that man has four Golden Cores, but with a single strike, he shouldn’t have injured so severely.
It feels as if his strength is much greater than that of an ordinary four Golden Core Cultivator.”
He furrowed his brow and looked towards the stage.
On the stage, the tall man’s gaze had already fallen on Ling Xi as he cupped his hands and said, “I am Hou Qianjun of the Clearfall Sect.
Little Sister has offended.”
As his voice fell, he once again swung his arm, and the very sa power of thunderbolt he had used to intimidate the man off the stage now directly plumted towards Ling Xi.
The thunderbolt, clearly falling from the sky, gave Ling Xi the illusion that it had shot up from the netherworld, a sensation of utter destruction.
Feeling the terrifying power of the thunderbolt falling from Heaven, Ling Xi’s second Golden Core surfaced behind her.
The opponent had four Golden Cores, including one phenonal Golden Core, and relying on the power of just one Golden Core was not enough to withstand him.
As her two Golden Cores rose, the Talisman before her rapidly transford, instantly becoming a towering mountain that shielded above her head.
The thunderbolt struck, instantly shattering the mountainous Xu Ying above her head, and the Talisman condensed through her mana also broke apart.
The thunderbolt continued its rapid descent towards her.
Ling Xi’s body swiftly dodged to the side.
As she dodged, the purple thunderbolt grazed her clothing and heavily smashed into the ground.
Even the stage, enhanced by a Formation and built specifically for Golden Core Cultivators to combat, now bore a slight crack.
“So Little Sister has hidden her cultivation base,” Hou Qianjun expressed surprise, his heart growing even more solemn.
Indeed, others just like him had also concealed their true strengths.
Certainly, no one who had cultivated to the Golden Core Realm was a fool; if he had thought to mask his cultivation base, naturally, others would have as well.
Yet, he never expected that among those on the stage hiding their strengths would be this outwardly beautiful and seemingly innocent woman.
However, if this woman indeed masked her cultivation base, why then was the second Golden Core she released still a phenonal Golden Core?
If she were hiding her strength, she should, like him, first reveal an ordinary Golden Core and hold back from releasing any phenonal ones.
Could it be that she only has two Golden Cores, and both are phenonal ones?
Hou Qianjun was montarily baffled but dared not ponder longer; he had concealed his strength and, after defeating one opponent, struck another.
Who knows if there would be others like him, concealing their powers and then targeting him after dealing with their own foes!
Although he believed that, with his cultivation base, no one on the stage could truly pose a threat to him,
it was always good to be cautious.
Caution ensures the lasting of a vessel for ten thousand years.
Even as he launched his attacks, he spent more energy scanning his surroundings, guarding against possible sneak attacks from others.
Among so many contenders on the stage, why did he choose to target that man, having just defeated his own opponent?
It was because he had observed the woman cultivator constantly defending without making a single advance in battle,
thus allowing him to concentrate more energy elsewhere.
On the mountain, Yi Sheng watched Ling Xi in combat and slightly furrowed his brow, murmuring, “The person engaging with the elder sister seems irregular.
Although he appears to be attacking her with full strength, I can’t help but feel he’s not putting forth his best effort.”
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