309: Chapter 92: Zither Emperor vs Dwarf King (Part 2) (Requesting Monthly Votes)_1 309: Chapter 92: Zither Emperor vs Dwarf King (Part 2) (Requesting Monthly Votes)_1 With a tremendous roar, the radiance of battle bloomed, and as soon as it appeared, a deep humming sound already rose from Ye Yinzhu’s hands.
The loud sounds produced by the colliding hammers couldn’t affect the humming of the zither strings.
Rutz, utterly unprepared, felt as if something had pricked his mind, a pain in his brain.
His body, which was about to charge forward, suddenly slowed.
His ears were filled with the resonating sounds of the zither, and even the momentum of the radiance produced by his hammers weakened involuntarily.
Seizing this opportunity, Yin Zhu’s body retreated once more.
Watching the battle radiance approaching him, his right hand’s four fingers plucked the strings like lightning seven times.
The seven strings of the Cascade Pearl Beads Zither hummed simultaneously, sending out pale yellow Sound Blades that seemed to float away.
Amid the harmonious resonation of Douqi and sound waves, these seven High-Frequency Sound Blades turned a pale purple upon leaving the zither.
It was quite normal for the divine artifact Cascade Pearl Beads Zither, bined with Blue rank Douqi and magic power, to have a prehensive strength reaching Initial Zi rank.
Seven Sound Blades, like seven phantoms, formed nearly simultaneously in a consecutive seven-wave slash.
In the blink of an eye, they bombarded the battle radiance produced by the clash of the hammers seven times each, each hit following another in just fractions of a moment’s difference.
The cutting force of the High-Frequency Sound Blades was terrifying, especially the Zi rank High-Frequency Sound Blades at this moment.
Acpanied by a tearing sound like fabric being ripped apart, the once formidable battle radiance was forcibly cleaved open by Yin Zhu, leaving a gap.
A flash of purple light passed on either side of Yin Zhu’s body, but did not cause him any harm.
Yin Zhu’s right hand moved.
He was no longer the same person who had just left the blue sky and sea, the one at just the Ninth Rank of Pure Qinxin and Yellow Bamboo Initial Rank.
Leveraging the magical power of the Seventh Rank Qinxin Sword and Sixth Rank Yellow Bamboo Douqi, sound blade after sound blade was instantly unleashed from the divine artifact Cascade Pearl Beads Zither.
The speed of the Sound Blades was faster than Wind Blades, and what’s more, it was not a mere attack of Douqi but a bination of magic, Douqi, and high-frequency vibrations, three different forms of attack mixed together.
With his spiritual power, Yin Zhu could thoroughly control the speed and direction of the Sound Blades.
For a while, one could only see dark yellow semi-circular Sound Blades in the air like phantoms, continuously flying towards Rutz.
Rutz had already snapped out of the effects of the Explosive Reverberate when Yin Zhu broke through the battle radiance.
Swinging his hammers, he charged toward Yin Zhu.
He pletely ignored the pale purple Sound Blades issuing from Yin Zhu’s zither strings as if they posed no threat.
But it was this naive thought that cost him dearly.
Hum, the first Sound Blade struck Rutz’s chest.
He felt a shock at his chest, thinking the impact was not much stronger than the Green Silk in Yin Zhu’s hands before.
Just as he believed his judgment about Yin Zhu was correct, suddenly a burning sensation came from his chest.
To his astonishment, the Sound Blade that hit his chest didn’t disappear instantly but vibrated violently at a special frequency, causing extreme friction with his Eternal Barrier, the heat emanating from the friction.
Simultaneously, a bizarre feeling penetrated from his chest to his brain, which was something his defensive power couldn’t resist.
A buzzing in his mind produced an effect similar to the previous roar.
The High-Frequency Sound Blades, endlessly perfected by Yin Zhu, now had the quadruple effects of speed, impact, cutting, and soul shock – how could he possibly understand that?
Let alone him, even an Eighth Rank Zi rank expert like Anya, wouldn’t necessarily be able to match Yin Zhu’s High-Frequency Sound Blades in a situation of Instant magic.
Keep in mind that these High-Frequency Sound Blades represented Yin Zhu’s current peak of Magic Martial Union, and were not something to be measured against Instant magic.
Before Rutz could recover from the first Sound Blade, the subsequent dark yellow waves arrived one after another.
Under the precise control of Yin Zhu’s spiritual power, each Sound Blade followed the same trajectory as the first.
And Rutz, now mired in the soul shocking effects of the Sound Blades, couldn’t even muster a defensive gesture.
The second wave, the third wave…
hit him like surging waves, quickly submerging his body.
In just the blink of an eye, Yin Zhu’s Cascade Pearl Beads Zither had unleashed a five-fold attack.
Harnessing the power of the divine artifact, the Sound Blades exerted their maximum soul-shocking effect.
However, these quadruple-effect Sound Blades also consumed a considerable amount of Yin Zhu’s magic power and Douqi.
After the five-fold attack, totaling thirty-five Sound Blades, he had to stop to catch his breath.
Thirty-five Sound Blades, with the initial seven to break through the battle radiance and the remaining twenty-eight bombarding Rutz’s chest.
Now, Rutz looked somewhat strange, swinging his hammers but motionlessly frozen, and as the dark yellow Sound Blades dissipated, the chest plate of his Eternal Barrier Armor had turned fiery red from the intense friction, a cut of more than an inch deep evident on it.
Keep in mind, this was Artifact rank Armor!
Twenty-eight soul shocks nearly dispersed Rutz’s spiritual imprint.
Luckily, he had a partner like the Mountain giant, whose influence rendered his spiritual power extremely robust.
Nevertheless, as he recovered from the spiritual shock, his mind couldn’t help but feel bewildered; looking in the direction of Yin Zhu, his eyes had already bee somewhat blurred.
“Ah—” Rutz roared in pain, almost immediately retreating backward, his warhammers pressed against his own chest while a burnt smell emanated from his armor.
The intense heat brought unbearable, tearing pain.
If it weren’t for his petrified skin and demonized skin, he might have bee the first clan leader in the Dwarf race’s history to be roasted alive.”
Watching Rutz staggering backward in agony, Ye Yinzhu had already caught his breath.
He didn’t pursue the attack; instead, he sat down right there.
Even he hadn’t expected the High-Frequency Sound Blades to have such a significant effect.
Of course, this was also directly related to Rutz’s underestimation.
Otherwise, with his battle aura, it would not be that easy for Ye Yinzhu to hurt him.
But by now, Ye Yinzhu had discovered another subtlety of the Sound Blade: once the first Sound Blade hits the opponent, as long as his own Sound Blades keep ing, the opponent wouldn’t have a chance to counterattack but would be submerged by his Sound Blades—unless the opponent’s spiritual power could remain unaffected by the Soul Shock within the High-Frequency Sound Blades, it would be difficult to escape unscathed.
The attack method of Magic Martial Union was indeed far stronger than that of a single ability.”
Both hands on the strings, Ye Yinzhu’s eight fingers started to play, a beautiful melody danced from his fingertips.
It was the very piece “Forget Machine.” The soft tune, along with rings of dim yellow light, floated quietly around.
When Rutz managed to stand up once more, enduring the pain in his chest, the look he gave Ye Yinzhu had pletely changed.
A bloodthirsty light continuously radiated from his eyes, and his purple battle aura not only failed to weaken because of the wound on his chest but had grown stronger instead.
The intense pain had already clouded his rationality, but his will to fight elevated to an unprecedented level.
For him, the battle was no longer about a wager, but a matter of life and death.
Ye Yinzhu still sat there playing the zither, seemingly oblivious to Rutz’s transformation.
His zither music was gentle and pleasing to the ear, his elegant demeanor reaching perfection in the moment of playing.
Anya, who was watching the battle, couldn’t help but have her gaze fixed on him; what she admired most about Ye Yinzhu happened when he played the zither.
At that moment, Ye Yinzhu was in his most perfect state.
“Go to hell.” With a skyward roar, Rutz lifted his warhammers, and a terrifying scene unfolded.
The enormous purple radiance that burst from his body swiftly flowed into the warhammers.
Those two Eight-sided Plum Blossom Silver Hammers instantly turned into a transparent purple, as dazzling as purple crystals.
The original purple light even started trending towards a deeper shade.
Ming, who was watching the battle, frowned and shouted, “Rutz, no.” He wanted to intervene but the mountain giant’s speed left much to be desired.
Rutz had already pleted his action.
The two warhammers, transformed into purple radiance, were hurled by him like shooting stars chasing the moon.
Suddenly, lightning flashed and thunder roared; the left hammer was like an indomitable hurricane, while the right was akin to a lightning bolt.
A vortex of storm enveloped the area, manifesting Rutz’s strongest secret technique—Storm Hammer.
Ye Yinzhu didn’t move.
As soon as the Storm Hammer left Rutz’s hands, Ye Yinzhu, on the other side, already felt tremendous pressure.
But he still didn’t move, not even showing the slightest intent to dodge.
As the dazzling purple glow rapidly approached, Ye Yinzhu’s hands, which were playing the zither, suddenly quickened.
In the aftermath of a lingering tune, his hands swiftly lifted off the zither.
“Not clashing head-on doesn’t mean I can’t do it,” Ye Yinzhu said calmly as gold and silver lights shone simultaneously from his left and right arms.
Every Magic Element in the air went berserk in an instant, rushing towards his arms.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Yinzhu’s arms turned into one gold and one silver, two dazzling suns.
Ming, who had intended to use Lightning Force to block the Storm Hammer, froze for a moment, and the Lightning Force condensed in his sole eye vanished in an instant.
“This is…” he uttered in disbelief.
The gold and silver lights intertwined in mid-air.
When the Storm Hammers reached in front of Ye Yinzhu, they were met by his palms— a mix of gold and silver.
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