Cultivating With The Nine Dragons System

C481 Real Strength



C481 Real Strength

"What? "    

    

The sudden change in Jia Houwei caused Zhao Muer to turn pale with fright. A pair of black and white wings suddenly appeared in front of Jia Houwei. The wings formed an egg and completely wrapped around Jia Houwei's body.    

    

The moment the arrow collided with the shield of the wings, it shattered.    

    

However, this was not the end, but the beginning!    

    

Spreading his wings, Jia Houwei's figure emerged from between his wings. The wings did not dissipate, but shrunk and attached themselves to Jia Houwei's back.    

    

"Hua!"    

    

Jia Houwei spread his wings and his speed instantly increased by several times as he shot towards Zhao Muer.    

    

"So fast!"    

    

Zhao Muer was shocked in her heart, "This pair of wings can not only defend, but also increase speed?"    

    

She drew the bow again. This time, a shocking amount of elemental energy erupted from her body and gathered on the bow string.    

    

"Ten Thousand Arrows Return to Origin!"    

    

"Pa!"    

    

The bowstring moved, and countless Golden Arrow surged out from the Dark Gold Bow. Like a great river, they rushed towards Jia Houwei.    

    

Wang Hao was stunned for a moment. The Ten Thousand Returning Arrows that Zhao Muer used were the same as the Myriad Sword Returning that he inherited from Zhao Muer's grandfather.    

    

"Although I have forgotten my past memories, my understanding of martial skills is deep in my soul. Myriad Sword Returning, Ten Thousand Returning Arrows!"    

    

Looking at the golden river rushing towards him, Jia Houwei smiled and said, "Isn't this Boss' martial skill? Although it is gorgeous, it is useless to me!"    

    

Amidst his laughter, his figure was like a spinning top, spinning rapidly in the air.    

    

The black and white wings protected Jia Houwei's body, and the spinning figure sent countless Golden Arrow flying.    

    

Although the golden river was surging, Jia Houwei had cut off the entire river with his own strength!    

    

Many of the audience clenched their fists. Jia Houwei was getting closer and closer to Zhao Muer. Those who had seen Jia Houwei's previous matches knew that he was a martial artist skilled in close combat.    

    

Especially when combined with the laws of luck, he had unleashed dozens of times more attacks. It could be said to be heaven defying.    

    

Many people had doubts in their hearts. Zhao Muer, who was good at long-range attacks, could withstand the attack of the Proud Heaven Wild Sword?    

    

"Boom!"    

    

The river shattered, and Jia Houwei and Zhao Muer were just inches away from each other!    

    

Jia Houwei opened his mouth, and his face was filled with excitement, "Senior Muer, the victor of this battle is me!"    

    

His declaration of victory was shocking, but in the audience, two people revealed smiles - Wang Hao and Yun Shang!    

    

Both of them understood Zhao Muer. If Zhao Muer was close to someone, she would lose. What qualifications did she have to be called a genius?    

    

Yun Shang looked at Jia Houwei and said disdainfully, "Anyone who thinks that Muer does not have the ability to fight in close combat will lose miserably in the end!"    

    

Jia Houwei's two blades slashed down. Zhao Muer did not panic at all. The Dark Gold Bow in her hand swept in front of her!    

    

"Law of Luck, 30 times attack!"    

    

Jia Houwei did not hesitate to unleash 30 times his strength. The strength of his blade was so great that it was enough to split open the arena.    

    

In his expectations, Zhao Muer would be directly chopped off the arena.    

    

However, something unexpected happened. Zhao Muer's body only shook a little before she immediately regained her balance.    

    

"What? "    

    

Jia Houwei was not the only one who was shocked. There were also countless martial artists watching. Some experts could see that the moment the Proud Heaven Wild Sword fell, the Dark Gold Bow collided with the Proud Heaven Wild Sword hundreds of times at a rapid speed. The strength of the saber... The true strength Zhao Muer had to withstand was only two to three times the strength of Jia Houwei's attack.    

    

"What kind of superb combat technique is this to be able to disperse such an exquisite force?"    

    

At this moment, Jia Houwei was somewhat stunned. Zhao Muer decisively seized this opportunity. Her body leaned forward and actually launched a storm of attacks at Jia Houwei.    

    

The Dark Gold Bow drew countless shadows in the air. Each shadow represented one of Zhao Muer's attacks. The shadows were dense and almost covered the two of them.    

    

Jia Houwei used both blades in his hands to block Zhao Muer's attack. However, even though he fought two against one, he was still unable to completely seal the path of the Dark Gold Bow.    

    

"It's a success!"    

    

Zhao Muer shouted in a tender voice. The Floating Golden Bow opened the Proud Heaven Wild Sword and smashed towards Jia Houwei's chest.    

    

"Boom!"    

    

With Zhao Muer and Jia Houwei as the center, there was a shocking wave of air. The wave of air formed a hurricane that made the surrounding people unable to open their eyes.    

    

When the air wave dissipated, the audience discovered that Zhao Muer and Jia Houwei were in a deadlock.    

    

The Dark Gold Bow did not hit Jia Houwei's chest. The white wings blocked in front of Jia Houwei.    

    

"Senior Muer, my wings are not only used to defend!"    

    

After saying that, the wings on Jia Houwei's back turned into two sharp blades and slashed at Zhao Muer from two different directions.    

    

"What? "    

    

Zhao Muer was shocked in her heart, "I was careless!"    

    

She used her movement technique and retreated slightly. The Floating Golden Bow in her hand moved twice in a row, blocking the attack of the wings.    

    

However, the moment she blocked the attack of the wings, Jia Houwei had already swung both blades of Ao Tian and slashed at her!    

    

Two sabers and a pair of wings. Jia Houwei had four weapons.    

    

"It's impossible to block the attack of his four weapons with just defense alone!" Zhao Muer lightly bit her lips and her eyes became sharp, "Dance of the Golden Crow!"    

    

She activated her martial skill. The Dark Gold Bow in her hand displayed an indescribable strength. It actually forcefully resisted Jia Houwei's attack and then launched a counterattack!    

    

A Dark Gold Bow collided with the four sharp blades.    

    

Zhao Muer displayed her strength to the fullest. Many martial artists who claimed that their close combat skills were heaven defying saw Zhao Muer's performance and felt ashamed in their hearts.    

    

Jia Houwei's eyes also lit up with a fierce fighting spirit. Facing Zhao Muer's crazy attacks, he was not afraid at all. He changed his usual style of defending first and attacking later and started to fight Zhao Muer.    

    

His black and white wings were both offensive and defensive. The Proud Heaven Wild Sword also displayed a shocking power in his hands.    

    

After Wang Hao's training, he could already slash out 30 times of the attack with his blade. Facing such a powerful attack, even Zhao Muer had to constantly divert her attention to defend.    

    

The exchange of attacks between the two lasted for half an incense stick of time. The sound of soul items colliding resounded in everyone's ears and hearts!    

    

Many of the weaker martial artists had flushed faces and their hearts were beating wildly. They were completely driven by the rhythm of Zhao Muer and Jia Houwei's battle and were unable to extricate themselves from it.    

    

Wang Hao watched the battle between the two. The Golden Pupil had already been lit, and the two of them used their respective martial skills to their limits.    

    

"Their Yuan energy and physical strength have almost been exhausted. If they continue to fight and not recover, it will result in both sides suffering heavy losses. I think this is not the outcome they want, right?"    

    

Wang Hao's guess was correct. After Zhao Muer and Jia Houwei finished their 1762nd move, they tacitly stopped at the same time and retreated explosively.    

    

The two of them stood thirty meters away from each other and looked at each other.    

    

Jia Houwei's clothes were drenched in sweat. His face was red and he was breathing heavily. He kept sending out his Yuan energy, making his meridians twitch.    

    

Zhao Muer was the same, but she looked more elegant.    

    

Both of them circulated their cultivation techniques at the same time, crazily absorbing the surrounding natural Yuan energy, refining it into pure Yuan energy and injecting it into their bodies.    

    

However, both of them understood that the other party would not give them much time to catch their breath!    

    

Below the arena, Yun Shang was very surprised. She did not expect that Zhao Muer's first match would be so difficult.    

    

"This kid called Jia Houwei really underestimated him. He could actually force Muer to such an extent."    

    

"But it should end here. Muer should also be serious and show her true strength, right?"    

    

Jia Houwei stared at Zhao Muer's eyes. If the other party had any unusual movements, he would react as quickly as possible.    

    

Suddenly, his heart beat slower by half a beat. An indescribable force enveloped his body.    

    

"What... is this? !"    

    

Jia Houwei's hand that was holding the saber trembled slightly. This force was not something that a human could unleash. It was as if... there was a divine beast looking down at him from above!    

    

He blinked his eyes. There was no divine beast in front of him. Instead, it was Zhao Muer who had finished regulating her breathing.    

    

Zhao Muer did not launch a swift attack. Instead, she slowly walked into Jia Houwei step by step.    

    

Her aura had undergone a shocking change. A force that made Jia Houwei's heart palpitate surged out from her body!    

    

"What kind of strength is this..."    

    

The audience below the arena was dumbfounded. Even Elder Li, who was supervising the battle on the arena, had a drastic change in expression.    

    

A weapon type bloodline martial artist and a Ferocious Beast type bloodline martial artist emitted a completely different aura. But the aura that Zhao Muer was emitting at this time was clearly the aura of the Ferocious Beast! Or perhaps it could be said that it was the aura of a God Beast!    

    

"Could it be that she has two bloodlines? !"    

    

This thought emerged in the minds of countless people. They had already witnessed Wang Hao and Yin Peng using two bloodlines in the arena. Was there going to be a third genius with two bloodlines? !    

    

A female from the Phoenix Academy asked Yun Shang, "Senior sister, senior sister Muer, is it really a dual bloodline?"    

    

Yun Shang calmly replied, "No."    

    

"But the aura emitted by senior sister Muer..."    

    

"Do you know what kind of ancient divine tool Dark Gold Bow is made of?"    

    

A student looked at each other in dismay. Yun Shang explained, "According to legend, the Dark Gold Bow is made by a powerful god who refined a chaotic Golden Crow alive. In the Dark Gold Bow, the soul of the Divine Beast Golden Crow is actually hidden!"    

    

Golden Crow!    

    

The students of Phoenix Academy were deeply shocked. The Golden Crow was the legendary Divine Beast that could burn itself to become the sun!    

    

In front of everyone's eyes, a golden three-legged giant bird appeared behind Zhao Muer. It spread its wings and let out a long cry.    

    

Along with the cry that pierced through the clouds, a raging golden flame ignited on the body of the giant bird. The light it emitted was enough to compete with the radiance of the sun.    

    

Godly beast, Golden Crow!    

    

The temperature on the stage instantly increased by several hundred degrees. The bricks on the stage were actually roasted, and the flames started to burn.    

    

Jia Houwei gathered his wings, and a painful expression appeared on his face. Under the flames of the Golden Crow, he could only persist.    

    

Zhao Muer continued to advance step by step, but the way everyone looked at her had completely changed.    

    

It was as if... she was the king of the world!    

    


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