87: Chapter 22 The Battle of Zither and Painting (Part 3)_1 87: Chapter 22 The Battle of Zither and Painting (Part 3)_1 “Green Water,” though not one of the Zither Sect’s nine famous pieces, had the effect of calming the mind and dispelling all negative emotions.
With the tune of “Green Water,” once it passed the first third, Ye Yinzhu not only neutralized the Golden Crystal Rage Dragon’s attacking desire but also severed its connection with its summoner, Ma Liang.
Having lost the connection with its master, the elemental summon naturally ceased to exist.
Witnessing this scene from afar, Ma Liang couldn’t help but sigh, “Ye Yinzhu, you truly are strong.
I must use my strongest power to battle you.” Looking meaningfully at Ye Yinzhu, both understood that this duel was not just about a simple petition between newers; they also represented their respective magic factions, making this an internal contest within the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans.
The calming effect of “Green Water” had little impact on Ma Liang, especially since Ye Yinzhu had just focused the main melody on the Golden Crystal Rage Dragon to defeat a rank five peak Magical Beast in such a short time.
Therefore, aside from the Magic Power he expended while summoning the beast, Ma Liang was not injured.
With both hands on the strings, the lingering sound of “Green Water” faded, and Ye Yinzhu smiled, “Please enlighten me.” The rising stars of the Zither Sect and Hua Sect were now sitting opposite each other in the Central Trial Field of the Milan Magic Martial Academy; the real match between them was about to begin.
Ma Liang extended his left hand and circled it in front of himself, and an antique silver ring on his left middle finger immediately lit up with a bright silver light.
As he made the gesture, five items suddenly appeared, floating before him, releasing a faint silver glow.
Each item was very large and hovered in front of Ma Liang, giving off a strange sensation that immediately made the air seem sticky.
A massive Elemental surge crazily flowed towards these five items.
The five items were a long silver horn, a string of gigantic teeth from an unknown creature, a ball of silver light, a huge silver eyeball, and a diamond-shaped, colossal scale.
On the president’s platform, the heads of the Magic Department, almost simultaneously, stood up, even the Director of the Summoning Department was no exception, their eyes filled with shock.
Fergerson stood at the forefront, sighing, “I’m afraid Yin Zhu is going to lose.
The Five Silver Dragon Weapons, they’re parable to Divine Artifacts.
They are the summoning aids that every Summoning Mage dreams of.”
“No, it’s not the Five Silver Dragon Weapons, but the Six Silver Dragon Weapons.
Besides the Silver Dragon Horn, Silver Dragon Teeth, Silver Dragon’s Heart, Silver Dragon’s Eyes, and Silver Dragon Scales, that bottle of red liquid in his hand must be the Silver Dragon’s Blood.
That rascal actually has such a treasure on him; even I was unaware.” The Director of the Summoning Department’s eyes looked ready to shoot flames, flames of desire, for there was nothing more attractive to a Summoning Mage than these top-level auxiliaries for summoning.
The thickness in the air made Ye Yinzhu’s expression grow solemn as he looked at the Silver Dragon Weapons in front of Ma Liang, feeling the immense oppressive force assaulting him.
He knew that they were magical items he could not contend with.
The strength of their Magic Elemental aura was even parable to Zi rank Magic.
He now found it difficult to play his Zither, and under the enormous pressure, even moving his body became laborious.
Ma Liang’s eyes twinkled with immense confidence, “Ye Yinzhu, concede.
Although it’s a bit embarrassing to win against you with the help of magical items, I do not wish to lose.
The five objects before me are organs from the Silver Dragon, and together with the Silver Dragon’s Blood in my hand, they are known as the Six Silver Dragon Weapons.
Silver Dragons, also known as Magic Dragons, are the weakest in physical bat among all giant dragons.
However, their Magic Power is the strongest, second only to the Giant Divine Dragon, with the might of a peak rank nine Magical Beast.
With the Six Silver Dragon Weapons, all of my Magic Power can summon a Silver Dragon to launch an attack, which you cannot possibly withstand.
I don’t want to harm you, so…”
“Continue,” Ye Yinzhu suddenly interrupted Ma Liang, “My grandfather once taught me that on the battlefield, no matter what kind of enemy you face, you must not retreat.
Even the strongest enemy will have his weaknesses.” His heart was calm, his gaze as clear as ever, his movements as graceful as before.
Even in the face of the immense pressure from the Six Silver Dragon Weapons, he could sit there steadily.
The teachers on the presidential stage couldn’t help but take a fresh look at this student, and Fergerson nodded in approval repeatedly.
However, he was already prepared to intervene and stop the match.
Ma Liang said helplessly, “Do you really want to continue?
If you can’t withstand the Silver Dragon’s attack, just say you give up.
I think I could barely retract the magic.” Retracting the magic once cast has a strong backlash on the Mage, especially in such cases of using magic beyond one’s level.
Ma Liang did not want to harm Ye Yinzhu, but he was equally eager for this victory.
In his opinion, it was an excellent opportunity for the Hua Sect to surpass Zither Sect.
Therefore, he would rather risk being backlashed by his own magic to fight until the very end.
Gently lifting his painting brush, as he opened the bottle containing the Silver Dragon’s Blood, the Magic Elements in the air rushed towards him almost frantically.
The Five Silver Dragon Weapons in front of him lit up with silver brilliance, forming a halo that absorbed the ining Elemental force.
As the painting brush lightly touched the Silver Dragon’s Blood, Ma Liang quickly capped the bottle as if afraid to waste even a drop.
With a flick of his wrist, a blood-red drawing was already outlined in his hands.
The faint silver light gradually intensified, the silver halo began to expand, and the invisible majesty and massive pressure seemed to solidify the air around.
The magical pressure unique to the Silver Dragon caused all the Magic Elements within the Central Trial Field to move away from Ye Yinzhu and converge towards the center of the Six Silver Dragon Weapons.
One of the major advantages of using magic with the Six Silver Dragon Weapons was that no other Mages could use magic within the range of the Silver Dragon’s aura.
This was also why they were considered parable to Divine Artifacts.
Ye Yinzhu did not move, sitting there with a focused gaze as he watched Ma Liang gradually outline the pattern of the Silver Dragon.
His spiritual power could no longer feel the existence of Magic Elements, and even his Zither Magic was unable to be employed at that moment.
He did not use Zhu Douqi to attack because he knew that his Zhu Douqi could not possibly break through the silver aura surrounding Ma Liang’s body.
However, he found that the surging heat that had emerged during his battle with Nesta had appeared again; the immense external pressure seemed to make this heat burn even more intensely.
A subtle vibration suddenly arose in the psychic connection; it was the puzzlement from Zi.
Clearly, Zi, far away, felt Ye Yinzhu’s crisis and was trying to municate with him, hoping to be summoned to this world to fight the powerful enemy alongside him.
But this time, Ye Yinzhu did not summon Zi because he clearly felt that even Zi could not withstand the summoning magic aided by the Six Silver Dragon Weapons.
He did not want Zi to suffer any harm.
Thus, he steadied his own spirit and told Zi, through their delicate connection, that he was alright.
The silver light became stronger and stronger, and a misty aura began to hover above Ma Liang’s head.
With each stroke he painted, his face grew paler as if it took a great toll on him.
Large drops of sweat were falling from his forehead and dripping onto his Magic Robe.
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