Zither Emperor Chapter 310 Chapter 93 The Dwarf King Trembles Part 1_1

310: Chapter 93 The Dwarf King Trembles (Part 1)_1 310: Chapter 93 The Dwarf King Trembles (Part 1)_1 Anya was sent flying in the blink of an eye.

Originally intending to save Ye Yinzhu, she chose the most correct method to dodge upon seeing the golden and silver lights on Ye Yinzhu’s palms.

Her delicate body spiraled through the air, and in the blink of an eye, she had flown a thousand meters away.

Ming bent his waist, his tall body hunched over.

For a mountain giant, dodging was of course unnecessary, but even he couldn’t help but marvel at the explosive force produced at the center of the storm.

The warriors of the dwarf race were busy at this time.

Due to the attack of the Beastman, they did not retreat their ballistae but set them up on the hilltops and loaded them with huge arrows.

Injured dwarf soldiers were also lifted back into the caves for treatment one by one.

Before the dwarf soldiers could finish these tasks, suddenly, the trembling of the earth made them all turn their gaze in one direction.

An earthquake?

No one knew what was happening.

But instinctively, they all looked in the same direction.

In an instant, a blindingly bright light shot up into the sky, and the huge sound waves and strong light immediately caused all the dwarf soldiers to temporarily lose their sight and hearing.

In their memory, it seemed that when they saw that bright light rising, it flickered with gold, silver, and Zi three-colored lights.

Time seemed to stand still, and when the dwarf soldiers’ vision and hearing returned, they were shocked to find that they were no longer in their original locations but had been blown down the hills by an invisible shockwave.

What kind of power was this?

“Forbidden Curse”, these two words appeared in the mind of every dwarf soldier.

Ming slowly straightened his back; his armor was covered with mud, obscuring its original earthy yellow color.

After moving his body a little, Ming couldn’t help but silently marvel, worthy of being the contract partner of the Amethyst Behemoth!

He didn’t even show any power of the Amethyst Behemoth, and yet he could unleash such strong strength.

Especially that last hit, that golden and silver light, could it really be…

As Ming steadied his mind and was about to look towards the center of the battlefield, a melodious zither sound echoed in his ears.

The gentle music was still so enchanting, the tuneful melody seemed unaffected by the battle, as if the sound of the ancient zither had never stopped from the beginning till now.

Ming’s gaze became a bit rigid.

In front of him, a giant pit with a depth of a hundred meters and a diameter of over three hundred meters appeared.

On one side of the pit, Hill Dwarves and Dwarf King Rutzy lay on the ground, life and death unknown, his swung hammers pletely vanished.

On the other side of the pit, Ye Yinzhu was still sitting cross-legged, leisurely strumming the ancient zither on his lap, his eyes closed as if contemplating something.

His whole body, and the milky-white magic robe, remained spotless—as if the attack of the Forbidden Curse-rank that had just happened wasn’t born between him and Rutzy at all.

“Rutzy,” Ming shouted loudly, striding towards his rade.

The sound of the zither stopped silently, Ye Yinzhu, feeling Anya who had e to his side, said calmly toward Ming, “Don’t worry.

Chief Rutzy is fine, he’s just fallen asleep.”

“Forgetful Machine,” one of the nine famous pieces of Zither Sect, its effect is sleep.

A soft light flickered, Ye Yinzhu’s eyes revealed a trace of tenderness, the Cascade Pearl Beads Zither silently vanished, and he stood up from where he was.

On the surface, he seemed to have won, but only he knew how perilous this victory was.

The power that Rutzy had unleashed at the end was so formidable that it surpassed the might of an ordinary Forbidden Curse.

Even the Forbidden Curse that he had cast with Shan and Lei couldn’t stop the powerful Storm Hammer.

If it weren’t for the timely activation of the Life Guardian, which neutralized the terror of the Storm Hammer, he probably wouldn’t be standing here leisurely now.

Even if he didn’t die, he would definitely have been severely injured under the Storm Hammer.

Of course, it was also precisely because of the early intervention of the Life Guardian that he was able to steady his hands and continue playing the zither after destroying Rutzy’s hammers.

His zither music was played not only for Dwarf King Rutzy but also for Mountain Giant Ming.

Ming, through the spiritual connection he had with Rutzy, knew that what Ye Yinzhu said was true.

Although Rutzy’s body had suffered some shocks, with his strong defensive power, he was not seriously harmed and had indeed only fallen asleep.

But Ming was a bit puzzled.

If Ye Yinzhu had prevailed in the last fight considering the counterforce at that time, how could Rutzy have not been hurt?

This seemed to defy the laws of energy!

Of course, he couldn’t know that it was the Life Guardian on Ye Yinzhu that was the decisive factor in the oute of the battle.

“Rutzy lost,” Ming nodded to Ye Yinzhu, his eyes showing admiration.

“Can you tell me, what was that last attack you released…”

Ye Yinzhu nodded and said, “Your guess is correct.

Zi has already told you before that they truly exist.

They are just still young.”

Ming took a deep breath.

Having received Ye Yinzhu’s confirmation, he couldn’t help but look at the human before him with new eyes.

The Amethyst Behemoth, the foremost among the Four Sacred Beasts, and now he had even acquired the relatively weakest of the Four Sacred Beasts, the Gold Armor Forbidden Insect, and there were two of them.

Although the human’s strength seemed far from sufficient, he was so young.

Such potential was something Ming had never seen before, and he found himself inexplicably feeling a sense of fear.

He could not be enemies with this human, neither he nor the Dwarf race could afford to.

Otherwise, only disaster would ensue.

Not to mention anything else, the equal life-bound contract he had with the Amethyst Behemoth meant that he was incapable of inflicting the slightest harm on him.

Ming was unaware that both Ye Yinzhu and Zi were still far from being sufficiently powerful.

Ye Yinzhu leaped up, and the wings formed by the Red Spirit behind him unfurled, gliding him across the massive pit to Ming’s side.

Looking down at the prostrate Rutz, he said apologetically, “I apologize for destroying Chief Rutzy’s weapon.

It’s just that the Chief’s strength was beyond my expectations, please forgive me.”

Ming shook his head and said, “The fact that you did not harm him is already a sign of respect for the Dwarf race.

Rutz is not usually like this; perhaps it was the Beastman Clan’s provocation that caused him to lose control of his emotions.

I apologize on his behalf for the things he said earlier.

Rutz has a forthright nature, and since you defeated him with true strength, he will surely concede.”

Anya stood by Ye Yinzhu’s side the whole time, across the pit before and on this side now.

Her gaze from the side observed Ye Yinzhu, but various feelings welled up inside her.

In her memory, Ye Yinzhu was merely a student from the Milan Magic Martial Academy.

She initially valued him because of his wonderful music and his potential for development, as well as the approachability Ye Yinzhu himself emitted.

Her increasing regard for Ye Yinzhu over time was also because of Zi’s influence.

Although she had heard of Ye Yinzhu’s repelling the Beastman Army with a single piece of music in Qin City, she thought luck must have been a factor.

After all, she was very familiar with Ye Yinzhu’s actual strength.

However, witnessing this battle unfold before her, Anya couldn’t help but undergo a dramatic change in her view of Ye Yinzhu.

In less than a year!

The strength of the youth before her had undergone such tremendous changes that even in the clash against a Forbidden Curse, he could still emerge as the victor.

And during the battle, he managed to render Rutz, the Fourth Rank Zi rank Dwarf King, pletely powerless with a unique Sound Blade.

How powerful was that strength?

Although he might not be able to pare to her now, in just one year, he had transformed from an ordinary student into someone who could contend with a Zi rank.

Then what about giving him another year?

What would he bee?

And in ten or twenty years?

In this world, how many could stand against him?

The graceful Ye Yinzhu seemed to grow larger in Anya’s eyes, and she suddenly realized that this youth, who was more than four hundred years her junior, might actually possess the strength to protect her in the not-too-distant future.

She rejoiced at her initial choice, and at the same time, her perception of Ye Yinzhu underwent a strange transformation.

Ming lifted Rutz from the ground, patted him on the back a few times, and even now, there was still a smell of char emanating from Rutz.

“Cough, cough…” With a few violent coughs, Rutz slowly awakened from his slumber, the red glow in his eyes pletely gone, and he looked at Ming somewhat bewildered.

“What happened to me just now?

Why did I fall asleep?”

Ming glared at him irritably.

“You!

You just have too strong of a desire to win.

Do you think the Storm Hammer is something you can use at will?

But still, you lost.”

Only then did Rutz fully regain his senses.

Once Ming put him down, he turned to look at Ye Yinzhu and Anya, his face instantly flushing red.

Thankfully, his dense red beard hid his embarrassment.

“Did you put me to sleep?” Rutz looked at Ye Yinzhu.

Ye Yinzhu nodded and said, “I am a Divine Music Master, a branch of Spirit Mages.

It was my zither music that put you to sleep.”

Rutz’s expression darkened.

Ever since he was born, he had always been a prodigy in the Dwarf race.

His formidable strength had led to an arrogant disposition.

Losing to Ye Yinzhu, who was even younger than himself, was a significant blow.

However, it also made him aware of the power outside his own.

For this Dwarf prodigy, his defeat today was not such a bad thing.

“I take back what I said about you being weak.

Please forgive my impulsiveness.” The Dwarf race has always been straightforward; right is right, wrong is wrong.(To be continued, if you want to know what happens next, please visit , more chapters available, support the author, support genuine reading!)