505: Chapter 158: Is She the Opponent in the prehensive Battle?
(Part 1)_1 505: Chapter 158: Is She the Opponent in the prehensive Battle?
(Part 1)_1 Therefore, as he watched his opponent thrust his double palm towards him, Ye Yinzhu did not show any intention to dodge.
His left hand trembled slightly, and a green glow turned into an arc, heading straight for his adversary, ensnaring him in its embrace.
In his right hand, a white longsword had appeared, on the ridge of which streamed a black mist that seemed to pulse with life.
Ye Yinzhu’s rapid response elicited a shimmer of admiration in Jinse’s eyes, but this did not interrupt his own attack.
He was acutely aware that his Douqi was far stronger than Ye Yinzhu’s.
Even a Divine Artifact could not demonstrate its true power without sufficient strength to wield it.
Moreover, he wore an Artifact rank inner armor on his person, which was precisely why he was unafraid of the double elemental aura released from Ye Yinzhu’s Phoenix Feather.
The moment the ring of green light approached Jinse’s double palm, it was ignited by the Douqi bursting forth from his hands, transforming into an even larger arc that swept past him.
This surge of Douqi was aimed directly at Ye Yinzhu’s Sword of Nox.
A cold glint flashed in Ye Yinzhu’s eyes as he withdrew the Sword of Nox.
In an instant, a series of afterimages displayed within the confined space of less than half a meter.
There were not many, a total of twelve swords, almost simultaneously draped over the burst of Douqi released by Jinse.
This was the technique known as Continuous Bamboo Shadows from the Arrogant Bamboo Swordsmanship.
Indeed, Ye Yinzhu’s Douqi was no match for Jinse’s, but he had his advantages.
The martial skills of the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans were unparalleled on the continent; with the exquisite Arrogant Bamboo Swordsmanship and the sharpness of the Sword of Nox, he managed to create a gap in the deep purple glow in an instant.
Astonishment appeared for the first time in Jinse’s eyes.
Ultimately, he had underestimated Ye Yinzhu, or more precisely, the martial skills of the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans.
Ye Yinzhu utilized everything at his disposal: the rebound force of the Phoenix Feather, the technique of Arrogant Bamboo Swordsmanship, the sharpness of the Sword of Nox.
He managed to break through his opponent’s defense in one stroke.
The white longsword with its flashing purple light seemed ready to strike down Jinse.
At that moment, with a sudden change of expression, Jinse kicked towards the ground, propelling his body rapidly backwards with a rebound force, while his hands came together to surprisingly trap the Sword of Nox between them.
The surge of Douqi, raised by the sharp edge of the sword, even sliced off a lock of his hair, but ultimately, he was able to block the attack of the Sword of Nox in the nick of time.
Jinse’s body, along with the gradually weakening rebound force of Ye Yinzhu, retreated rapidly.
Although he seemed to be at a disadvantage, Ye Yinzhu was well aware that his own momentum was about to end, and that moment would mark his demise.
The man before him was too powerful.
Ye Yinzhu could now almost confirm that Jinse’s martial skill was even above that of Martin, and perhaps only Xi Duofu, with the martial skills of the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans, had a chance to defeat him.
And he, who had yet to break through the Second Rank Zi Zhu, was no match for his opponent, even with a Divine Artifact.
Just then, something bizarre happened.
Jinse’s expression changed drastically, and his hands that were clamping down on the Sword of Nox suddenly parted, his body pausing for a split second.
Seizing this sudden change, Ye Yinzhu closed in, the Sword of Nox already perched at Jinse’s throat.
The two figures landed smoothly from their retreat, and the previously extreme speed instantly froze; Jinse’s expression froze on his face.
He didn’t move, fully aware that no matter how fast he was, he would not be faster than the instant Ye Yinzhu swung his sword.
The sharpness of the Sword of Nox caused the skin on his neck to tremble.
His Qi was pletely locked on; any slight movement would invite a devastating blow.
Cheers erupted instantly on the side of Qin City, as if exploding in the air.
They had won; His Excellency, the Zither Emperor, had won.
To the observers, the scene suggested that the opponent had no hope of turning the tables, and in the fourth battle of the Six Paths of Reincarnation using martial skills, Ye Yinzhu had ultimately emerged victorious.
However, the Sect Master of the Four Martial Arts Sects among the Eight Sects and the three Supreme Elders all furrowed their brows.
Others might not see it, but they could clearly judge the situation on the field.
Ye Yinzhu clearly had no chance, so how did he break through the defense at the last moment and turn defeat into victory?
Jinse said somewhat bewilderedly, “I lost.”
Ye Yinzhu, inwardly relieving a sigh of relief, withdrew the Sword of Nox and indifferently said, “Thank you for letting me win.”
Although Ye Yinzhu did not know what had caused Jinse to release the Sword of Nox, he knew it must have been the work of his teacher, Phil Jackson.
…
“I’m sorry, Master, I lost.
Please punish me,” Jinse uttered as he knelt before a man dressed in white, his bright eyes dimming.
“Tell me why?
At that moment, you clearly had the control to secure victory,” the man in white spoke calmly, with no hint of emotional fluctuation.
“The Lord of Qin City’s sword is strange.
At that time, I suddenly felt a soul-corroding aura invade my palms, the excruciating pain stemming from my spirit forced my hands to open; otherwise, it felt as though my body would be thoroughly corroded,” Jinse explained.
“Could it be magic?” asked the man in white, perplexed.
“I cannot be certain.
However, according to the rules of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, if he had used magic, he should have already been declared the loser by the divine contract of the Six Paths.
But now, indeed, I am the one who has lost.
I was careless.
Master, please punish me.”
The man in white waved his hand and said, “Forget it, you may leave.
It seems that the battle of the Six Paths of Reincarnation will truly be decided in the last fight.”
Standing by his side, Martin spoke respectfully, “Your Excellency, how shall we face our enemy in the fifth fight against the magical beasts tomorrow?”
The man in white said indifferently, “Forget it, let’s simply give up on the magical beast fight.
Milan can no longer afford greater losses.
Although I have a way to make the giant dragon not fear the Amethyst Behemoth’s intimidation, even three rank Nine giant dragons might not be a match for the Amethyst Behemoth.
Even though it has not evolved to its ultimate form, the Amethyst Behemoth will not hold back against the Dragon Clan.
I do not wish to see any more losses for Milan.”
Martin sighed.
He knew that the man in white was correct.
Moreover, among his own forces, the only rank Nine giant dragon was his injured mount.
Even the Venus Dragon Knight’s rank Eight giant dragons had mostly been heavily damaged in the previous group battle and would not be able to contend with the opposing Amethyst Behemoth.
“Since there is no chance of victory, it’s better to give up the fifth fight and bring forward the last fight, not giving Ye Yinzhu a chance to fully recover his spiritual power.
As the challenged party must do their utmost in the Six Paths of Reincarnation, this is the only choice we have.”
Unlike the gloomy atmosphere within the Milan camp, Qin City was now immersed in a sea of joy.
The challenge of the Six Paths of Reincarnation had progressed to this point, and everyone, including Ye Yinzhu himself, had heaved a great sigh of relief after winning today’s martial skill duel.
The next two battles would be the magical beast battle and the prehensive battle.
Although the magical beast battle was unfair, with a Divine Beast descendant like Zi, even facing three rank Nine giant dragons alone, Zi would certainly not be afraid.
Furthermore, the opposing side probably couldn’t even send out a single intact rank Nine giant dragon now.
As for the prehensive battle, no one believed that Ye Yinzhu and Zi could lose.
Ye Yinzhu’s Zither Magic bined with Zi’s overbearing power gave them confidence that they could defeat any opponent.
Therefore, with the victory in the first four fights of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the people of Qin City could already see victory swiftly approaching them; it was no longer just a glimmer of dawn but a huge joy.
Because the magical beast battle would take place tomorrow, Ye Yinzhu didn’t go to the Burna Mountain Range tonight but stayed beside Zi, cultivating together.
Although Zi’s appearance had not changed much from when they left the blue sky and sea, his entire aura had undergone a seismic shift.
Advancing from seventh rank to rank Nine, he had now reached the pinnacle of rank Nine Beasts.
Not even the Golden Behemoth could be his match.
According to Zi’s words to Ye Yinzhu, the only ones who could match his strength were the Dragon Kings of the Silver Dragon, Golden Dragon, and Black Dragon from the Seven Dragon Cities.
Having e this far from the first battle of the Six Paths of Reincarnation and winning four battles depended greatly on everyone’s help.
Without Zi and Ming, without the Legion of Behemoth Beasts, how could he have smoothly secured victories in four matches?
Of course, there was also teacher Phil Jackson—the golden strength that had lurked in the shadows was even more potent than martial arts powerhouses like Martin and the Black Phoenix.
It seemed the Milan Empire indeed had hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
Although Ye Yinzhu was very confident about the last two fights, at this moment, he dared not relax an ounce.
After all, this was about the life and death of Qin City.
While Ye Yinzhu was engrossed in meditation, a knock on the door suddenly broke the silence, startling him from his concentration.
He frowned.
He had specifically instructed not to be disturbed during his evening cultivation.
“Who is it?” Ye Yinzhu asked coolly.
“It’s me, open the door.” A somewhat unfamiliar voice came from outside, a woman’s.
Judging by her voice, she was definitely not old.
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