Chapter 1247 - 724: Worthy Nephew, Prepare to Die! Never Again Will Anyone Stand as Your Equal! (Part 2)
His eyes gradually became covered in a layer of crimson red. With the activation of [Chaotic Heaven], an eight-layered qi domain enveloped him.
Various combat traits silently emerged one by one, empowering him to fight more fiercely, wielding a black halberd to slash at Liao Huo, who gradually fell into a disadvantage.
The crowd erupted again.
This was [Dragon Elephant·Liao Huo] after all...
The crowd almost couldn’t believe their eyes. Meng Chuan’s talent was undoubtedly high, no one denied it, but he was only 21 years old, just at Three Limits!
How could it be so exaggerated?
Head-on clashing with the Dragon Elephant, even more dominant by three points!
The bystanders were immersed in astonishment, while the martial artists with some achievements indulged themselves in the clash of techniques.
This was the pinnacle of a duel with techniques countering each other, not only satisfying the eyes but also offering significant improvement.
Like a clear, cool spring, reflecting one’s own shortcomings and weaknesses!
Gather strength!
Explode!
With continuous exertion, Meng Chuan’s skin turned crimson like blood. Accompanied by a series of friction sounds from his muscles and bones, the big halberd in his hand danced like flowing light, endlessly, with an increasingly terrifying attack speed.
Clash again, kill again!
Liao Huo gradually couldn’t cope, if it weren’t for occasional disturbances from his restraints, he could no longer withstand the confrontation with both arms.
This was the first time in his martial arts journey that he fell behind in a competition with peers!
Not even with peers...
Meng Chuan was almost a whole cycle younger, and his cultivation hadn’t even reached Breaking Four!
The halberd blade broke out with a sharp intent over three zhang, the wrapped flames burst out, echoing colossal sounds between heaven and earth without cease!
The blocking blade’s back was instantly knocked open by the rampant Explosive Flame, leaving his chest defenseless.
Slash!
The killing intent surged forward, the flowing light piercing to the bone.
The Demon-Subduing Halberd followed the momentum and descended, the Yaksha Sea Exploration angled downwards and fiercely pierced Liao Huo’s chest. The tip of the spear, enveloped in terrifying qi dynamics, just pointed at the chest for a moment, and then a loud cracking and exploding sound of breaking through Iron Body reverberated.
Especially behind Liao Huo, the most astonishing!
A beam of white light pierced through the body like a practice, extending several hundred zhang, enduring long.
The power of Star Annihilation!
Driven down by enormous force, Liao Huo in mid-air also desperately wielded the Wisdom Sword.
The bright white grazed Meng Chuan’s neck but gave the sensation of getting stuck like in an old cowhide, immobile, but the rarely entered karma strenuously intertwined with him, he seized the opportunity to retreat violently.
"Ha... ha..."
Liao Huo, finding a moment, gasped heavily.
He looked down, examining a terrifying fist-sized hole in his chest.
The edges were smoothly cut by the prismatic spearhead, the blood gushed like a spring, pouring forth without restraint.
Silently urging the Medicine Buddha Heart Sutra Spell, tender new flesh sprouted from the wound, the Vajra Heaven Seal imprinted on the large wound surface, forming a transparent scab.
His left hand wiped across his chest, tearing away the rotten, corroded flesh by some unknown force.
"Sss..."
Liao Huo gripped the Elephant Lord tightly, his eyes filled with determination.
"What a miserable state..."
Not even he expected that he would fall into such a perilous situation today!
Meng Chuan touched his neck, although there was not even a bleeding wound, just the muscle guarding his neck was cut open, sending cold sweat running through his heart.
Necks "growing" muscles is a blessing!
Liao Huo, truly admirable, even when he gained the upper hand, the opponent could seize the opportunity to fight back with injury-for-injury attempts!
But this time, Liao Huo was thoroughly defeated.
Not to mention the massive piercing wound, just the many potent forces taking effect in his body destined Liao Huo to lose today.
He twisted his wrist, the Demon-Subduing Halberd reversed and gripped behind his back, the bloodstain from Liao Huo on its blade shot out, splattering a dark red line three zhang long on the ground, with heat mingled with white mist steaming from the blood trace, sizzling with corrosive sound echoing.
He stared at Liao Huo, whose form in his pupils was like a dragon trapped and covered in blood.
No...
More like a hopeless, mad dragon!
Meng Chuan’s gaze suddenly tightened.
He saw Liao Huo, drenched in blood, breathing heavily like a bellows, his formerly calm eyes now bloodshot, filled no longer with clarity but with a mix of intense pain, rage, and a hint of near-collapse madness!
Seeing this scene, he felt not a shred of impending victory’s joy, instead, his premonition abruptly heightened.
Even a trapped beast fights back, let alone someone like Liao Huo!
He quietly adjusted his breathing, drew qi for protection, held the Demon-Subduing Halberd horizontally before him, abandoning thoughts of fierce attacks, instead opting for a more composed pace and rhythm, beginning to circle and maneuver.
Liao Huo, oh Liao Huo.
He intended to wear down the last of his strength and vitality, step by step, during his crazed state!
...
The crowd watching this scene, countless people open-mouthed, revealing expressions of disbelief.
How could Meng Chuan be this powerful?
He was at Three Limits!
Yet the monks from Shaolin, watching the match, were more shocked than outsiders.
Countless monks bowed their heads, closed their eyes, and chanted the Buddha’s name.
Senior Brother Meng was extraordinary, was strong, but his opponent was the Dragon Elephant Grandmaster. No one knew the terror of Liao Huo better than them!
With top-notch root and comprehension, mastering Buddhist techniques with ease, photographic memory of scriptures and mantras, coupled with an innate physique akin to the divine!
Extremely frightening!
But seeing it like this, the monks could even better understand that Meng Chuan, taken as a disciple by Senior Brother Ding Guang, was even more frightening!
Yet why could Meng Chuan in terms of strength, surpass the qi power stronger than mountains of the Dragon Elephant Grandmaster?
They exchanged glances, all clueless.
A year and a half ago, the monks who personally witnessed that "unfair" duel in the mountain gate hall were secretly tongue-tied.
They were amazed at Meng Chuan’s strength and frightening pace of improvement!
Meanwhile, all at Northern United University were nervously watching Meng Chuan.
Seeing the frenzied state of Liao Huo, it’s a critical moment, definitely cannot relax!
An enormous through-and-through wound in the chest, for others, would have died already, it even injured the heart!
Yet Liao Huo still steadily dragged his blade, with imposing aura spreading grandly, as if it were nothing of concern.
Come, come, again!
Slash!
The Three Flowers of the Flesh silently transforming Meng Chuan’s body, his bones became somewhat ethereal, webs grew between his toes, his body light as a feather fluttering like a swallow, yet wielding a terrifying big halberd weighing over a hundred tons, driving thunderous force, slashing at the trapped beast from all directions!