Chapter 254: Great Battle with Mr. Wang
On the outskirts of the battlefield, Chi He stood with newly arrived Oasis Group employees.
Chi He also noticed that beyond their position, the entire periphery of the battlefield was being surrounded by more and more Oasis Group personnel.
This time, Zhang Yu won’t be able to escape even if he grows wings. But…
He looked toward the center of the battlefield, where Zhang Yu was being completely suppressed by Wang Yin, utterly unable to fight back. With Mr. Wang personally taking action, he had no chance to begin with.
Just then, a company man next to him spoke eagerly, “Director Chi, aren’t we going to go help Mr. Wang?”
Chi He glanced at him and snorted. “Someone of your level going up there would just be feeding Zhang Yu.”
“Besides, Mr. Wang is currently recording a video to showcase this piece of material, Zhang Yu. Without his permission… who would dare go up?”
Boom!
Wang Yin threw another punch. As a large crater was blasted into the ground, a cloud of blood mist erupted from Zhang Yu’s body.
But he acted as if nothing had happened, directly charging through the blood mist and shooting toward Wang Yin once again.
Watching Zhang Yu, who had taken dozens of his Spirit-Surge Stance punches and yet still looked as vigorous as a dragon, a look of surprise appeared on Wang Yin’s face.
He thought, After taking so many of my punches, he still has such vigorous life force?
In the next moment, a smile spread across Wang Yin’s face. “Good! Good! Good!”
“The better you perform in the video I’m recording, the more people will bid for you.”
Meanwhile, the blood and qi in Zhang Yu’s body roiled, and his magic power churned as he continuously brought up one protective technique after another. He pushed his Formless Cloud-Astral Qi to its absolute limit to resist the damage from the spiritual energy explosions.
But even so, Zhang Yu could feel that with each of his opponent’s fist strikes he took, tiny stress injuries, and even fractures, would appear on his flesh and bones.
Fortunately, he had the healing effect from the Martial Dao Holy Embryo, which constantly mended these minor injuries, allowing him to keep fighting up to this point.
Even so, Zhang Yu knew he couldn’t just keep taking this punishment forever.
This guy has monopolized over seventy percent of the magic power. The magic power I recover with my Sea of Qi Spiritual Root can’t keep up with the consumption of the Formless Cloud-Astral Qi.
If this stalemate continues, he’ll wear me down and kill me…
At this thought, Zhang Yu’s brow furrowed. He understood that wearing him down completely was his opponent’s goal.
He wants to capture me alive?
I wonder how many of the reinforcements that fellow Deng Bingding mentioned have arrived.
I’ll drag this out a bit longer and see. If it really comes down to it, I’ll have to use that move…
Zhang Yu shielded his head with his hands and once again weathered Wang Yin’s ranged punch before charging toward his opponent’s position.
As Zhang Yu repeatedly charged and was repeatedly sent flying, his entire body became a mess of mangled flesh.
The battlefield itself was a scene of devastation. The entire abandoned factory looked as if it had been plowed over, without a single intact wall remaining, leaving only craters of various sizes.
Sensing that Zhang Yu’s movements were gradually slowing, Wang Yin thought, It should be about over, right?
As his disadvantage grew, the pressure Wang Yin exerted on Zhang Yu also intensified. But Zhang Yu’s fighting spirit did not diminish in the slightest. On the contrary, as his Crippled Ox Body-Sacrifice Art circulated, the will to fight in his eyes burned even brighter.
The white ox he visualized in his mind roared repeatedly. The broken horn on its forehead emitted flashes of sharp, cold light, and its white back was now a crimson red, as if about to drip blood.
Facing an opponent like Wang Yin, Zhang Yu, under immense pressure, pushed his Crippled Ox Body-Sacrifice Heart Art to an unprecedented level.
At the same time, sensing his remaining magic power and stamina, Zhang Yu gritted his teeth slightly. Although there hasn’t been a good enough opportunity, I have no choice but to go for it.
With this thought, he began to circulate the former military-grade cultivation technique, the Nine Heavens Cloud-Sky Force, within his body.
However, just at that moment, a crackling sound filled the air. A bolt of electricity shot out like lightning piercing the night sky, streaking fiercely toward Wang Yin’s back.
Seeing this, Zhang Yu’s heart shook. Zhen!
Bai Zhenzhen’s injuries were now completely healed. She wielded a Primordial Magnetic Vibration Sword, her body brimming with fighting spirit as she thrust her sword at lightning speed toward the back of Wang Yin’s head.
This Primordial Magnetic Vibration Sword was a piece of reinforcement equipment newly delivered by Deng Bingding when Bai Zhenzhen left after her surgery, and she had taken it directly.
Now, infused with thunder magic power, the sword was not only incredibly fast, streaking like a bolt of light, but its blade was also maintaining a high-frequency vibration of tens of thousands of times per second. It tore through the atmosphere, cleaving through the sky like a thunderclap.
But in the next moment, the sword slammed into the Netherworld Blood-Shadow Veil and was brought to a dead stop by layer after layer of blood phantoms, halting a mere twelve inches from Wang Yin.
Bai Zhenzhen’s gaze hardened. She immediately withdrew her sword and flew back, just as Wang Yin threw a punch, sending out waves of explosive air.
With his punch missing its mark, Wang Yin let out a long laugh. “You’re finally here. Now I’ll take care of both of you together.”
With that, his ultimate fist intent locked onto Bai Zhenzhen, and Wang Yin threw another punch.
“Zhen!”
Zhang Yu abruptly moved to block in front of Bai Zhenzhen. With his Formless Cloud-Astral Qi churning, he took Wang Yin’s punch.
“Yu-boy! We’ll crush him within fifteen moves!”
Hearing this, a thought sparked in Zhang Yu’s mind. He knew that after Bai Zhenzhen’s Myriad Sword Everlasting Art had been refined, each move built up sword momentum, with each strike being faster than the last. The fifteenth sword strike would be able to break the sound barrier.
Is Zhen trying to create an opportunity for me with the fifteenth strike, to break Wang Yin’s Netherworld Blood-Shadow Veil?
Zhang Yu said, “Good,” and in the next moment, he and Bai Zhenzhen faced Wang Yin together.
Bai Zhenzhen unleashed her sword momentum, executing the Myriad Sword Everlasting Art move by move, each sword strike faster than the one before.
But because she had to ensure the continuous flow of her sword momentum, she was all offense and no defense. Even though her figure flickered and her speed was immense, she was easily locked onto by Wang Yin’s fist intent.
Fortunately, Zhang Yu was constantly covering for Bai Zhenzhen, blocking the repeated spiritual energy explosions for her.
In a flash of lightning, Bai Zhenzhen had already reached the fifteenth sword strike. At the same time, the thunder magic power left throughout the field created an electric field, further accelerating her.
With a whoosh, Bai Zhenzhen shot forward. Blinding electrical light erupted from her body as her sword tore through the atmosphere. She had poured all her magic power into the vibration sword.
It was only after her sword had pierced into the Netherworld Blood-Shadow Veil that the roar of the sword tearing through the air reached Wang Yin’s ears.
This sword strike was actually faster than sound.
Watching the sword pierce through layer after layer of blood phantoms like a flash of lightning, joy sparked in Bai Zhenzhen’s heart.
Just as I thought. It takes time for the blood phantoms in this veil to be redeployed to different locations to block.
Therefore, the faster the attack, the less time the blood phantoms have to block. The slower this veil is to form a strong resistance, the more likely it is to be breached.
In short, to deal with this veil, you have to stab through it in one go before it can react…
But Bai Zhenzhen could also feel that even her sound-breaking sword strike was far from enough to break through the Netherworld Blood-Shadow Veil.
Of course, she was already prepared for this. The doctor’s warning once again echoed in her mind.
“This Flood Dragon Spirit Pivot was originally prepared for Foundation Establishment cultivators.”
“With your peak Qi Refinement cultivation, you can at most use it to execute three moves.”
“After each move, the meridians in your body will be damaged, and your muscles will be severely strained.”
“And once you exceed three moves, your physical body will begin to break down. To heal from that… I’m afraid even ten million wouldn’t be enough, and that far exceeds the three-million medical insurance limit arranged by the righteous gods for personnel on this operation.”
With a jolt in Bai Zhenzhen’s spine, the Flood Dragon Spirit Pivot installed in her body suddenly activated. It directly mobilized the strength of the major tendons throughout her body, forcefully pushing her physical strength to a level beyond the limits of Qi Refinement.
With a hiss, the sword accelerated violently once more, now only eight inches away from Wang Yin’s brow.
Wang Yin watched this scene coldly. “A mere Qi Refinement realm, how could you possibly break my…”
But in the next moment, Bai Zhenzhen let out a wild roar, and a terrifying pressure was released from within her body.
While performing the surgery, the bearded doctor had explained to Bai Zhenzhen, “A draconic Daoist art called Dragon’s Might is sealed within the Flood Dragon Spirit Pivot.”
“Once activated, it can stun the spirit, making it difficult for any cultivator with a Dao heart level below 20 within a hundred-meter radius to circulate their heart art…”
Hit head-on by the Dragon’s Might, Wang Yin felt his head spin. It was as if he had lost consciousness for a moment. The heart art that had been constantly circulating in his mind suddenly stopped, making him unable to unleash his ultimate fist intent or monopolize the surrounding spiritual energy.
Damn it!
Wang Yin clutched his dizzy head, but his heart remained calm. He knew that no matter what a Qi Refinement cultivator did, they could never break through the Blood-Shadow Veil.
But Bai Zhenzhen knew this as well.
So, in the next moment, Zhang Yu, brimming with surging astral qi, arrived behind Bai Zhenzhen.
Nine Heavens Cloud-Sky Force!
This former military-grade martial art was a pure combat technique. After cultivation, it allowed one to open an empty aperture within their astral qi.
This aperture could temporarily accumulate one’s own power during battle and then release it in an explosive burst when needed.
Each level up opened an additional empty aperture, allowing one to accumulate the power of an additional strike, leading to astonishing burst damage in an instant. At levels ten and twenty, it had even more wondrous uses.
Unfortunately, Zhang Yu had not had enough time to practice, and had only cultivated this former military-grade martial art to level five.
But even at level five, it was enough for Zhang Yu to unleash unprecedented destructive power.
During the previous battle, Zhang Yu had already accumulated five full-power strikes in the empty apertures of his Formless Cloud-Astral Qi. He had kept this killing move hidden, waiting for a decisive opportunity.
Now, as he struck out with his palm, the surging astral qi slammed into the hilt of the Primordial Magnetic Vibration Sword.
In that instant, as he unleashed his full-powered palm strike, several roars of a dragon-elephant echoed in the air. The atmosphere seemed on the verge of being compressed into a solid under the force of this blow.
Zhang Yu’s own palm strike, plus the five accumulated strikes in the Formless Cloud-Astral Qi, a total of six strikes, exploded forth in an instant.
Under this power, which was like a tsunami, the surrounding wind exploded, and dust flew everywhere.
With this earth-shattering blow from Zhang Yu, the two of them and the sword, with a great boom, pushed the Netherworld Blood-Shadow Veil and Wang Yin, rolling and tumbling along, shooting out like an earth dragon in a cloud of dust.
The surrounding scenery flew backward in their vision as they erupted with power.
The Primordial Magnetic Vibration Sword hissed and accelerated again, directly piercing through layer after layer of blood phantoms, leaving only half an inch between it and Wang Yin’s brow.
Roar!
Bai Zhenzhen exerted her strength again. The Flood Dragon Spirit Pivot stimulated her muscles to the point of tearing as she pumped all her strength into the Primordial Magnetic Vibration Sword.
Zhang Yu gritted his teeth, gripped the end of the sword hilt, and twisted his entire body. With the activation of his overload state and the Zen character from Spring and Autumn Endless Zen, he and Bai Zhenzhen together pushed the sword, inch by inch, toward Wang Yin’s brow.
Watching the vibrating sword get closer and closer, Wang Yin’s brow twitched. A mixture of shock and anger was in his voice. “You dare!”
Bai Zhenzhen roared, “One must eat others to become a person of status! You taught me that!”
Hiss!
The tip of the sword was now pressed tightly against Wang Yin’s brow.
Zhang Yu roared in fury, “If we’re going to eat, we’ll eat the fattest one!”
“Today, we’re eating you!”
“This is Kunxu!”
Amidst his furious roars, the Crippled Ox Body-Sacrifice Heart Art circulated to an unprecedented peak. Zhang Yu felt the crippled ox he visualized in his mind let out a long cry. Drops of fresh blood emerged from the wound on its back, forming lines of characters.
Pow!
In the next moment, as the sword and brow collided, the Primordial Magnetic Vibration Sword shattered with a loud crack.
Wang Yin stared deadly at the two of them and said coldly, “This bionic skin of mine was stripped from a Foundation Establishment expert with a physical strength of level 20.”
“Did you really think breaking the Netherworld Blood-Shadow Veil would be enough to hurt me?”
“Who on this layer can hurt me?! Who dares to eat me?!”