This scene changed the expressions of the onlookers.
Everyone understood, Yang Xibi was going to get serious!
What would it look like when soone in the Mountain Suppression Realm got serious? They didn’t dare to imagine, only knew that it would certainly be earthshaking, and the Main Hall, which had stood in the Inner Courtyard for hundreds of years, probably wouldn’t survive the day.
Ji Liangping’s face turned grim as he watched Yang Xibi’s terrifying montum from a distance, but it wasn’t because he felt sorry for his Main Hall. He was more concerned that Wen Ping might not be a match, since there was a whole Great Realm difference between them. So he hastily said to Long Ke beside him: "Senior, might you as well just directly kill Yang Xibi?"
Long Ke didn’t look at Ji Liangping beside him, just replied flatly.
"Sect Leader instructed not to interfere."
Hearing this, Ji Liangping was speechless for a mont, and his gaze showed a trace of worry when he looked at Wen Ping again.
But at this mont, Wen Ping looked at the awe-inspiring scene before him and smiled with satisfaction, saying, "Should have done this sooner, so much nonsense."
With that said, the wind attribute converted to fire attribute.
The white ridian Gate trembled, and with a raise of his hand, five Fire Dragons appeared simultaneously and began swirling around him. These Fire Dragons were completely different from the ones released earlier, most directly in terms of length and size. If you carefully sensed it, you could feel that the temperature had beco different too — as the five Fire Dragons appeared, the water within a hundred-ter radius around Wen Ping evaporated completely.
The stone bricks lted, and the ground cracked.
Wen Ping looked at Yang Xibi, murmuring softly in his heart, "Hope you don’t fall too quickly!"
He had already tried the group control of Wind’s Shackles.
Originally, he judged he could strong control six people, and the actual outco was — if their power was lower, he could expand the number of controlled targets.
Now, he wanted to try the Fire Dragon Skill that transcended the Perfection Realm, and add the Fire of Punishnt that could lt anything.
"This move again?"
Yang Xibi raised an eyebrow, the ridian Gate trembled.
Puff!
Puff!
Puff!
...
Suddenly, countless jets of water erupted around the spacious square, instantly reaching thirty ters high, forming a shape that surrounded the square completely. The water splashes at the top blocked the sunlight, and the ford water columns blocked everything outside the square, turning into a cylindrical tall wall, much thicker than the previous water wall that blocked Wen Ping’s Fire Dragons.
Wen Ping stood in the center of these water columns, with water droplets constantly falling on his head, like a heavy rain.
However, when the water droplets approached the Fire Dragons, they evaporated instantly.
"This is the Secret Technique I obtained after cultivating the Middle Grade Profound Level Vein Technique to Perfection. It’s ant for battling against those in the Middle Realm of Mountain Suppression; today, I’ll let you taste it." Yang Xibi shouted angrily, and charged forward, holding a long spear that appeared at so unknown ti. The spear tip stirred a vortex, approaching Wen Ping’s chest, as he thrust the spear, he didn’t forget to speak, "Forgot to tell you, my Spirit Body and Mountain-Suppressing Armor are both ready. Your Fire Dragons cannot harm my flesh."
"Words won’t disturb ." Wen Ping gave a cold smile.
The battle in the Mountain Suppression Realm had so much talk; it certainly had a purpose.
Making it look like he was completely clueless.
However, the Vein Technique at Transformation Realm indeed surprised him.
No wonder Yang Xibi was able to follow the big figures in the Dragon God Sect; turned out he was lucky.
Up to now, people from Heaven and Earth Lake only knew the Perfection Realm as the peak in Vein Techniques, and few continued cultivating after achieving Perfection.
Unexpectedly, Yang Xibi accidentally pushed the Vein Technique to Transformation Realm.
Glancing at the falling water droplets and the water curtain, he showed a hint of anticipation.
He wondered what was special about the water droplets and water curtain that Yang Xibi deliberately spoke to distract him from?
"Attack!"
At the word, one of the Fire Dragons swirling around Wen Ping imdiately opened its mouth and pounced towards the incoming Yang Xibi. But just as the Fire Dragon was about to collide with Yang Xibi’s spear, Yang Xibi’s figure abruptly disappeared, ghost-like, causing the surging Fire Dragon to miss its target and quickly crash into the water surrounding the square, eventually causing the wall to burst open.
Bang!
But the exploding white flas instantly engulfed an area of the water wall, forming an extrely abrupt gap, which made the previously disappeared Yang Xibi suddenly shout in surprise.
Seemingly unable to believe a hole was made in the water wall!
Luckily, the water was flowing and quickly filled the gap.
This allowed Yang Xibi to breathe a sigh of relief.
Wen Ping didn’t feel happy about this little win, after taking out the Long Yue Sword, he began to use perception to observe around, but the water droplets and the water curtain completely blocked his perception.
It gave him a feeling that a new world might be just ten steps away.
He just couldn’t see it due to the water curtain.
At this mont, a cold intention to kill ca from behind, Wen Ping instinctively moved, causing a Fire Dragon to pounce forward.
As Wen Ping turned his body to respond, he witnessed a familiar scene, just as the Fire Dragon was about to hit Yang Xibi, Yang Xibi disappeared like a ghost again.
The result of that Fire Dragon was naturally the sa as the previous one.
In the following breaths, the sa scene played out several tis, consuming the five Fire Dragons released by Wen Ping.
However, wen ping imdiately used the Fire Dragon Skill again, replenishing five more.
The five dragons swirled around Wen Ping, firmly protecting him.
But as Yang Xibi ca again, Wen Ping’s reactions seed to lag, and there were several tis when the long spear almost reached his chest. If not for the Long Yue Sword, it might have already pierced his body.
As it stands, the situation gradually worsened.
Yang Xibi grew more valiant in battle, laughing when he suddenly disappeared and appeared, confidently taunting while in concealnt, "It’s useless, with your perception, you can never sense where I am. As your physical strength depletes with the continuous casting of the Fire Dragon Skill, your reaction will only slow down. How many tis can your heart dodge the spear that’s about to pierce it? We’ve only been fighting for half a column’s worth of ti..."
Though his Spiritual Power was severely injured, and his Heart Thought was also hurt, Wen Ping remained lucid, "Stop using this trash talk to disturb my Heart Thought, I won’t feel a thing... Speaking of which, why do you think I’m out of tricks?"
With this, Wen Ping revealed a cold smile.
Just because Yang Xibi had none, doesn’t an Wen Ping didn’t either.
If the Fire of Punishnt and Technique Grade gap barely patched up the Realm gap, he could try sothing else.
Transformation Realm Vein Skill.
How about it?
After saying this, Wen Ping cautiously watched his surroundings while slowly removing his shirt, revealing his solid upper body, and the Fire Dragon continually moving on his torso.
The dragon head at the chest.
The dragon tail perched on the elbow.
Upon reentering daylight, it opened its long-closed eyes, jumping fiercely from Wen Ping’s body.
In this leap, a heat so intense even Wen Ping, who had grown accustod to the temperature of the Fire of Punishnt, felt an incomparably scorching sensation co alongside it.
Wen Ping’s eyes were already dyed red, his gaze firmly fixed on a portion of the water curtain, as if Yang Xibi was right there.
"Want to try this Fire Dragon again?"
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