Minglong

Chapter 216 Clouds follow dragons, winds follow tigers (3)

boom--

The moment he finished speaking, Han Quan's eyes flashed with silver light, and dust rose up all around him!

Xie Jinhuan's figure remained unchanged, but his aura rose steadily. The dragon coiled around the mountain, sweeping away the surrounding dust. With extremely precise control over his aura, he condensed it into a yellow dragon in the air, with flowing hair and distinct scales, like a living creature, circling around his body for more than ten feet.

woohoo...

The coiled dragon was a design created by Xie Jinhuan himself, purely for showing off his skills, but the tens of thousands of soldiers present genuinely felt a subtle but palpable sense of pressure.

The perception was not obvious, but it was like a long dragon that had been coiled in the sky. At this moment, it opened its eyes and looked at this place where the three rivers converged, which was as small as a withered leaf. It was difficult to observe with the naked eye, but everyone could clearly feel its existence!

The seven martial arts heroes near the Dragon Offering Platform felt astonished as the dragon's might appeared, instantly transforming them from powerful figures dominating the martial world into sacrificial offerings to be thrown into the river.

Wei Wuyi's eyes showed a rare hint of surprise and doubt. Although he had met Master Qixia, he was young at the time and certainly had not seen Master Qixia forced to reveal his innate supernatural power. As a result, even as the leader of martial arts, he did not understand what it was.

Wei Yin, who was on the opposite side, was originally the most stern and murderous person in the world, with a pair of tiger eyes like a god looking down on ants on earth.

But the moment the dragon formed from the yellow sand appeared, Wei Yin's gaze turned to astonishment. Even with divine blessings, he could not suppress the tremor deep in his soul. It was like a tiger encountering a real dragon. Not to mention the tiger roaring in the forest, just not retreating was enough to muster all the courage of ordinary people.

The Great Way is like the sun and moon, while the common people are like ants!
Those of the same age in the distance seem to carry not a dragon on their backs, but the great principles of heaven and earth, the vastness of the sun and moon!
The so-called blessings from the Five Elders and the opportunities from all sides are merely a wisp of spiritual essence leaking through their fingers.

Those who obtain it may glimpse immortality, but even if one's Tao is a thousand feet high and one's lifespan is ten thousand years, what right do you, standing between heaven and earth, have to face the gods and spirits directly?!
woohoo...

Sandstorms swept across the confluence of the three rivers, silencing even snakes, insects, and rodents.

Xie Jinhuan, with his late-stage Divine Qi Realm cultivation, controlled the sandstorm that surrounded him, his yellow hair striking the wounded warrior opposite him:

"I'll be with you whether it's fighting martial arts or seizing opportunities. Come on."

Although it was a display of skill and a pose, those eyes, as still as a cold pool, seemed to belong to a celestial being who reigns supreme in the heavens, coldly surveying all the people of the mortal world.

"call……"

Wei Yin's breath was like that of a tiger, and he felt a little scared when he looked at the young man opposite him with a dragon hanging on his back.

After all, he had just tried it, and those rather indifferent eyes kept saying—if you and I were equally strong, you wouldn't even be worthy of touching the hem of my clothes.

He relied on his divinely ordained opportunity to crush all his peers in Sanjiangkou.

Even without relying on a stroke of luck, Xie Jinhuan could still be invincible among his peers through his skills.

Now that everyone is relying on their innate abilities, Xie Jinhuan is confident that he can crush them with his skills as long as he can stand firm.

Even if he has a better chance than others, what resources does he have left besides breaking the deadlock with force?
Wei Yin took a few breaths, and after staring for a long time, driven by the honor of his sect, he mustered his courage and let out a furious shout:

"drink--"

His roar was like a tiger's howl on a mountain ridge, and he pounced forward, his speed suddenly increasing to its limit.

However, Xie Jinhuan's use of the Old Dragon Push Cart did not significantly improve any single aspect, but it increased his strength, speed, energy, and reaction time. When combined, this resulted in a transformation from dragon to snake!

The moment Wei Yin moved, Xie Jinhuan's figure had already disappeared from the spot, leaving only a yellow dragon that had not yet dispersed with the wind.

Boom——

Wei Yin's punch went straight to the center, shattering the yellow sand dragon into dust. The shockwave created a fan-shaped aftershock on the ground behind him, and the force of the punch, along with the sand and dust, splashed directly onto the outer seats.

Xie Jinhuan, however, was like a wild dragon that had been freed from its restraints. He dodged to the side, his muscles bulging, and he clenched his right fist like a dragon's fist, carrying a vast pressure that could make all living beings bow down, and struck his side directly!

bang——

The punch was delivered with a thunderous roar!
All the martial arts masters present were shocked by the power of this punch!

Upon seeing this, Wei Yin's expression changed drastically. Without hesitation, he used Dragon Breath Without Form to lock down all the vital points on his ribs, attempting to withstand the heavy blow, but...

Sa~
Xie Jinhuan flicked his right fist away, and with a speed far exceeding the limits of ordinary people, he darted like a snake within inches of Wei Yin's armpit, delivering a chop to Wei Yin's fist!
bang——

Wei Yin immediately staggered, and before he could react, his right foot was stomped into the ground, his ankle almost broken. He managed to regain his balance, and then:
Bang bang bang bang——

The force of the punches was so dense that they formed a continuous line!
Wei Yin could barely manage to hold his own, but he couldn't understand Xie Jinhuan's tactics.

At this moment, not only could he not understand, but he also felt a violent tremor in his lungs that he could not withstand. In the blink of an eye, dozens of punches landed on various parts of his body, tearing his skin and flesh and causing blood mist to splatter.

He attacked three times, but Xie Jinhuan neutralized them with Panlong Henggang and Tilong Wujiu, and his body was knocked to the side by the blows!

bang——

Xie Jinhuan followed closely, pressing forward with his feet while his hands struck Wei Yin's body like a thousand meteors!

The continuous, violent impacts even prevented Wei Yin from landing, like a floating sandbag pinned to the edge of the arena.

Rumbling--

The onlookers, including the sect leader and the crowd, realized something was wrong and scattered to both sides. Even so, several people were still unable to dodge in time and were hit by the terrifying force of the punch, causing their ears to ring and letting out a muffled groan.

Crash—In the blink of an eye, the seats placed on the outer perimeter were smashed into pieces.

Two figures shot towards the Huaijiang tributary like arrows released from a bow. The scene resembled a powerful dragon dragging its dying prey, attempting to return to the sea. The ferocity of the scene caused the seven martial arts heroes to stand up, their eyes filled with horror.

Wei Yin was launched into the air by a powerful attack and was unable to land. His only room to maneuver was between his hands, and he was completely suppressed, unable to both defend and attack.

Seeing that he had been blasted out of the field and was about to fall into the river, his bloodshot eyes revealed a hint of bestiality. His eyebrows and eyes were ferocious like a vicious tiger, and you could even see his sharp fangs. His muscles were bulging and his veins were bulging. He ignored everything and used both arms to strike his opponent's head with full force, aiming straight for his ears!

? !
Xie Jinhuan noticed the strange phenomenon of his opponent, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

But victory or defeat was decided by a hair's breadth, and he had no energy to think about it. When he discovered that Wei Yin's power had suddenly increased by 20%, he immediately pulled back!

bang——

The two palms met, releasing a powerful burst of energy that even ripped up the surrounding grass!

Like a mad tiger enraged, Wei Yin pounced forward as soon as he landed, trying to tear his opponent apart in one fell swoop.

But after taking only one step forward, a voice, like the low murmur of a demon, was heard:

"Kaiyang!"

boom--

The powerful energy from the riverbank soared into the sky, and the terrifying might of a dragon descended upon the world, startling the fish swimming in the river!
Xie Jinhuan's eyes were bloodshot, and his body even exuded blood energy. He looked like a blood-soaked demon. He took a big step forward, and his right hand was like a cannon hammer with a thousand pounds of force. The gale that he brought up at the moment of his move tore the surrounding grass and dust, and like a tornado, it wrapped around his fist and attacked the area three feet in front of him with the force of destroying a city.

The seven martial arts masters present were first surprised and puzzled as to why Wei Yin's aura suddenly surged, then surprised and puzzled as to why Xie Jinhuan's aura also surged, and then their eyes turned to horror!
Xie Jinhuan's punch clearly exceeded the physical limits of a peak first-grade martial artist. The punch caused blood mist to emanate from his body, indicating that his flesh and meridians had been torn apart. He was already seriously injured before the punch even hit the enemy and could not throw a second punch.

But the power of this punch is proportional to the cost!
Boom——

Relying on his fighting instincts and utilizing all available resources, Xie Jinhuan forcibly opened the second level. The moment he attacked, he suffered internal bleeding from his lungs and ligaments, and his bones were almost torn.

Wei Yin didn't even see the punch clearly; he only felt a fierce wind raging before his eyes, and a heavy punch, like a black dragon crashing into a pillar, had already landed on his waist and abdomen.

Under the unbelievable impact, his abdominal muscles sank in and his lower back bulged out. Thanks to the divinely bestowed and nurtured bones of the Supervisor, he was not shattered by this punch.

But his entire body lifted off the ground, transforming into a black line that instantly tore through the riverbank, creating white waves that parted to the left and right on the vast river surface:
Boom——

The white waves spread to the middle of the river a mile away before the massive figure crashed into the silent river surface like a shooting star!

Water splashed high into the sky, and the fan-shaped waves continued to spread outward until they crashed against the opposite bank, upsetting several moored fishing boats before turning back and startling the wild geese flying away from the riverbank.

Boom...

rustling...

After the punch, a spray of water flew into the sky and fell on the river surface like raindrops, causing the river to ripple and surge!
The banks of the river were completely silent, and even the autumn wind seemed to freeze.

A tall figure, his energy almost boiling, stood on the edge of the riverbank. A two-zhang-long fan-shaped gap had been blasted into the river embankment in front of him. Apart from the rolling river and the blazing sun, there was no other opponent in sight.

Everyone turned their attention to him, their gazes shifting from awe at the peak martial artist to disbelief at seeing gods and Buddhas.

Even Nangong Ye was astonished, after all, Xie Jinhuan's punch shouldn't have been delivered by a human.

A person can push their body to its limits, but it's impossible to push it to the point where a single punch can shatter them. The structure of the body inherently limits its power, while Xie Jinhuan practically tore his body apart with a single punch.

This was unsurprisingly the strongest attack below the Super Grade level. Xie Jinhuan's limbs were already close to those of a half-demon, and even his physique couldn't withstand the overwhelming power. How could anyone else control it?

Wei Wuyi stood on the stage, his eyes also filled with astonishment.

Wei Yin has a special background; he is a weapon of the human world that he painstakingly forged. No martial artist of the same realm can defeat him. If they could, their opponents would definitely not have normal physiques, or even have consumed rare and precious herbs. In essence, it is still about strengthening the human body.

Xie Jinhuan's actions were completely beyond what a human should be capable of; even demons could not possibly strengthen their physique to such an extent.

Who raised this monster...?

Everyone shared the same thought, and no one spoke for a long time. Only Bao Xiaolin, who was dumbfounded, paused for a moment before saying:
"I fought this boy for over thirty moves before narrowly losing?"

"?"

The surrounding sect leaders all turned their heads to look, while my son, Bao Fei, had a burning gaze and puffed out his chest a bit.

Xie Jinhuan stood on the riverbank, gazing at the surging waters ahead. He was astonished by Wei Yin's extraordinary physical constitution. After suppressing his boiling blood, he raised his hand to touch his nose, noticing the blood on his fingertip, and frowned.
"Damn, that's fierce..."

thump--

His body swayed twice before he fell straight to the ground.

"Eh?"

A commotion suddenly erupted at the confluence of the three rivers.

Nangong Ye's expression changed drastically. He disregarded his identity and rushed over...

(End of this chapter)