504: Chapter 157: Behemoth Practices Martial Arts, No One Can Stop It (Part 1)_1 504: Chapter 157: Behemoth Practices Martial Arts, No One Can Stop It (Part 1)_1 The deployment of the Behemoth Beast was also a reluctant choice for Ye Yinzhu, as it meant that, aside from the never-seen Goblin Tribe, the strength of Qin City was now almost entirely exposed before everyone.
Facing the powerful Milan Army, he had no other choice.
Fortunately, when he returned to Qin City, the people gave him no significant trouble, let alone disturb him.
More than half of the Six Paths of Reincarnation had passed, and to Ye Yinzhu, the most critical battle was the one to be fought tomorrow.
He had already decided that he would engage in the War of Martial Skills for the fourth battle and the Magical Beast Battle for the fifth to allow himself some rest before facing the final integrated battle with confidence.
Ye Yinzhu firmly believed that in the integrated battle, with the super bination of himself and Zi, and the support of Shan and Lei hidden within his double palms, no matter who the Milan Empire sent to face him, even if Marshal Xi Duofu was recalled, they would stand no chance against him.
But who would his opponent be in tomorrow’s War of Martial Skills?
Martin could be ignored, and aside from him, there were only those Venus Dragon Knights and Silver Star Dragon Riders left, the majority of whom were below the Zi rank and stood virtually no chance against him.
Who exactly would Martin send to meet him in battle?
Although Ye Yinzhu was guessing the opponent’s moves in his mind, he did not dare to be careless.
After giving a few simple instructions to the people of Qin City, he immediately dashed to the Burna Mountain Range—his spiritual power was far from recovered, and every extra minute meant a bit more recovery.
The spiritual damage from Fergerson was much more severe than he had anticipated, even affecting the Spiritual Imprint at the heart of his Spirit of the Sea, which was not merely a drain on his energy but a hidden internal injury.
Sitting on a mountaintop, the increasingly harsh cold of the air couldn’t trouble Ye Yinzhu, as the Divine Source Magic Robe automatically filtered the water element-infused air and converted it into non-elementals before entering his body, aiding his cultivation.
“In tomorrow’s battle, if the opponent is too strong, use this sword with my soul in it, and I will find a way to help you,” Phil Jackson’s deep voice echoed in Ye Yinzhu’s spiritual world.
Strangely, the sudden voice did not disturb Ye Yinzhu’s meditation.
“But, teacher, if you take part in the Six Paths of Reincarnation, wouldn’t the contract deem that I have broken the rules?” Ye Yinzhu municated with Phil Jackson through a spiritual link.
“Contract?
Rules?
Silly child, don’t forget, your teacher was once the person closest to God.
While I cannot change the contract of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, it’s still not difficult for me, who has already lost the Soul Bead, to conceal my existence.
However, don’t expect me to do too much for you.
After all, without my body and in daylight, I dare not leave your Dragon Soul sword.
You must be extra careful yourself.
As long as you get through tomorrow’s battle, with the well-rested Amethyst Behemoth in the Magical Beast Battle, victory should be certain.
The final victory of this Six Paths of Reincarnation may then be anticipated.”
As night fell, the mix of rain and snow in the sky gradually stopped.
Although the night sky was deep and profound, one could faintly see the dark clouds silently drifting away to the north.
It was predictable that the weather would be good tomorrow.
In the early morning, the bright sunshine scattered across the land, clashing with the rising chill from the ground, the gentle warmth bringing some fort to the mountain range close to the north.
Unfortunately, the winter sun’s warmth was ultimately still lacking.
“The fourth battle, Martial skill.” Ye Yinzhu stepped out alone from his side, looking at the Milan Army in front of him which clearly had less momentum than at the beginning, and asserted the nature of the fourth battle.
This time, Martin did not step out from his side.
Instead, a thin man slowly walked forward without speeding up, advancing slowly towards Ye Yinzhu.
A closer look, however, would reveal that although his pace was slow, each step covered a distance of more than ten meters, and his seemingly leisurely approach was actually brief, and soon he stood before Ye Yinzhu.
“Greetings, Lord of Qin City,” the man stopped in front of Ye Yinzhu and gave him a polite bow.
Ye Yinzhu had never seen this person before.
He looked to be in his fifties, very thin, with a slightly hunched back, and an extremely ordinary face, certainly one that would be unrecognizable in a crowd.
However, his eyes were different from ordinary people’s; they were clear, like those of a newborn baby.
It is well-known that when a person is just born, their body transitions from innate to acquired states, and during this time, their eyes are the brightest.
However, as time passes and they are affected by the turbid qi of the world, their eyes gradually bee dull.
Yet, the man before Ye Yinzhu seemed to defy this rule.
Recognizing something extraordinary in someone so mon, Ye Yinzhu was cautious as he returned the greeting, “Greetings.
I didn’t catch your name…”
The man smiled faintly and said, “I’m just a servant under my master.
If you really want to know what to call me, then, just call me Jinse (Gold).”
Servant?
Who could possess such a servant?
Ye Yinzhu’s heart tightened; for the first time since he issued the challenge of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, he felt a crisis from the outside world.
It was clear to him that the servant before him did not belong to Martin.
With his keen observation, Ye Yinzhu could tell that the man’s strength was at least not inferior to Martin’s.
The sudden appearance of such a formidable, unheard-of expert made him vaguely sense a hidden danger lurking in the shadows.
“In that case, Mr.
Gold, please.” A flash of light emerged in Ye Yinzhu’s hands, and the six-meter Phoenix Feather quietly appeared in his right hand.
The Phoenix Feather itself was not wide and thick, and with the absence of his little finger, using weapons was already somewhat of a disadvantage for him; choosing a long weapon was partly for probing and partly because holding it with both hands at the center could offer more stability.
“Be careful.” Gold seemed quite amiable, his eyes as clear as ever.
Ye Yinzhu couldn’t feel a hint of malice emanating from him.
However, in the instant that the word “careful” was spoken, Gold’s body suddenly disappeared.
So fast…
The thought had barely formed in Ye Yinzhu’s mind when he swung the Phoenix Feather in his hand without the slightest hesitation, both hands shifting to the ends to center, transforming the Phoenix Feather into a dark red bamboo screen that pletely protected his rear.
A surge of invisible potential suddenly transferred into the Phoenix Feather, and Ye Yinzhu felt his entire body tighten as the circulation of blood and qi in his body seemed to pause for a moment, sending his body flying backwards.
Such strong Douqi, such incredible speed.
A figure flashed spontaneously within his heart—it was her!
Indeed, among all the people he had encountered, only her speed could pare to the Gold figure before him.
“Good—” Gold’s calm voice came from behind Ye Yinzhu.
As he floated through the air, he dared not take it lightly; the Phoenix Feather in his hands danced frantically, with Zhu Douqi gushing out while his body slightly shook, transforming into three afterimages as if moving in three different directions.
“Huh.” A soft exclamation rang close by, one of Ye Yinzhu’s projected afterimages instantly shattered, and Gold’s faint gray figure appeared in front of Ye Yinzhu without warning, smiling at him as he raised his hand to strike towards Ye Yinzhu’s chest.
The figure that had flashed in Ye Yinzhu’s mind was the Black Phoenix; only the Black Phoenix he had seen in the past could match the speed of the Gold before him, and perhaps even exceeded it.
Could this man be from Faran?
But wasn’t Faran already closed off?
There was no time to search for answers to the doubts in his heart; Gold’s right palm was already lightly passing over the Phoenix Feather’s attack and heading straight for his chest.
Although Gold’s Douqi was not externalized, one could tell from his deep purple palm that the enemy Ye Yinzhu was facing at the moment was at least beyond the standard of Fifth Rank Zi rank.
With no solid footing in the air, Ye Yinzhu watched as the lightning-fast palm invaded his chest.
He held the Phoenix Feather across his chest and thrust it forcefully towards the ground below while blocking in front of himself.
At the same time, his left hand flicked out, sending three streaks of purple light in a ‘品’ shape towards Gold’s face and shoulders.
Gold smiled indifferently and suddenly exhaled lightly.
Suddenly, a puff of purple breath blew out from his mouth, buzzing as it flew, and the three Zi Zhu Magic Needles were blown away by his Douqi before they could even reach him, skimming past his neck and shoulders.
His palm, still heading for Ye Yinzhu’s chest, didn’t pause for a moment.
Ye Yinzhu’s Phoenix Feather shook lightly, finally managing to block the attack of the oning right palm at the last second.
Without colliding head-on with his opponent, the Phoenix Feather bent backward under a powerful strike of Douqi—turns out, its other end had been deeply driven into the ground by Ye Yinzhu.
The Phoenix Feather, bending into a bow shape under that tremendous potential, caused Ye Yinzhu’s body to stiffen slightly, and his originally rosy plexion immediately acquired a few shades of withered yellow.
Still, he managed to suppress the urge to spit out the mouthful of fresh blood that had reached his throat.
Surprise flashed in Gold’s clear eyes—Ye Yinzhu, who was expected to be sent flying, instead bent backwards.
A miscalculated judgment had prevented him from following through successfully.
Gold’s lightning-fast form slowed for a moment.
At that instant, as the Phoenix Feather bend reached its limit, and being a Divine Artifact, the resilient nature of its body instantly unleashed a tremendous recoil force, launching Ye Yinzhu back like a cannonball.
When the recoil was at its peak, Ye Yinzhu skillfully released the Phoenix Feather from his hand and unfolded his body, charging straight at Gold.
Even with Gold’s speed, facing the rebound-assisted Ye Yinzhu, evading was no longer possible.
He circled his palms in front of him and pushed out towards Ye Yinzhu’s direction.
After the previous collision, Ye Yinzhu knew all too well that his opponent, in terms of both speed and Douqi, was far superior to him.
Although he had some understanding of the method the Black Phoenix used to enhance her speed, he didn’t have enough time to cultivate in the same way.
Now before him was his last chance—if he couldn’t seize it, he feared he might not even be able to touch the opponent’s clothes thereafter.
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