Chapter 831
Blood Boiling
Just as Song Changsheng's mind was racing, Zhao Yin appeared like a ghost, his silver spear sweeping out with lightning speed, leaving no time to react.
In a moment of haste, Song Changsheng raised his sword to parry. The sound of metal clashing against metal was deafening. Amidst the flashes of sparks, he felt a tremendous force travel from the sword to his arms. The exaggerated tremors in his arm muscles reflected the hardship he was enduring. He was swept away after only a few breaths of resistance.
It flew uncontrollably through the air for dozens of miles before barely managing to regain its footing.
This scene directly shocked everyone watching. Everyone present had witnessed Song Changsheng's power; his physical strength could directly shatter the spatial barrier reinforced by the combined efforts of five True Monarchs.
In the previous battle, neither Ji Liangyu nor Zhao Yin actually gained any advantage over Song Changsheng in terms of strength. After all, his physique had been tempered through countless trials, and his [Law of Power] had reached the Great Perfection, almost at the level of the Dao.
But now, Zhao Yin's power has completely suppressed Song Changsheng, which is simply illogical.
The Great Zhen Immortal Dynasty has been passed down for so many years, and the role of royal bloodline is no secret. In general, the bloodline inherited by the Zhao family is mainly reflected in their comprehension. Members of the Great Zhen Immortal Dynasty royal family are almost all exceptionally comprehension, which is the main reason why the Zhao family has been able to thrive for so many years.
After all, once a cultivator reaches the Purple Mansion stage, the advantages brought by their spiritual roots in the early stages will gradually weaken. From comprehending the true meaning to understanding the laws, and finally touching the traces of the Great Dao, the importance of comprehension is constantly increasing.
As the eldest son of the King of Men, Zhao Yin naturally inherited the purest bloodline of the Zhao royal family. His comprehension was also quite astonishing, which was the biggest help that enabled him to stand out among the geniuses in the Southwest at such a young age.
But now, the power he is displaying is too abnormal. It doesn't seem like the bloodline power of the Zhao royal family. Instead, it is somewhat similar to the precious blood of the four major families of the Beast Taming Sect, especially the precious blood of the Xiong family, with the power amplified many times over.
Long Han, who had come to watch the battle despite his severe injuries, looked on in disbelief, as if he were seeing Zhao Yin for the first time.
Decades ago, he had a private duel with Zhao Yin, and lost by a mere half-move.
This was his greatest regret, yet also the most commendable thing in his life. After all, Zhao Yin was already recognized as the number one genius in the Five Academies at that time. Looking at the entire Southwest region, there were countless geniuses, like fish crossing a river, and the water of the Milky Way was endless. Zhao Yin was definitely among the top.
That battle almost cemented his position as the second genius of the Five Academies. His ambition naturally began to grow from that time. How could the proud and arrogant genius of the Long family be willing to be second?
He believed that with that experience, he would definitely be able to win in the future.
Defeating Zhao Yin had become an obsession for him. Over the years, he had cultivated diligently, improving all aspects to the extreme. He had even prepared a peerless elixir to give him another chance.
He was fully prepared to defeat Zhao Yin and take over the throne of the number one genius of the Five Academies.
Reality dealt him a heavy blow; he didn't even make it to the semifinals. This was undoubtedly the biggest insult to him, but he attributed it more to bad luck than to doubt his own abilities. He firmly believed that he was Zhao Yin's biggest rival, and that Ji Liangyu had just gotten lucky.
Therefore, he forced his severely injured body to come here, wanting to witness the opponent's defeat.
Who would have thought that the player who made it to the finals would be an unknown nobody?
Moreover, the power Zhao Yin unleashed was extremely unfamiliar to him, and many of his techniques were new to him.
Even if he is arrogant and conceited, he still has basic judgment. Even in his prime, he would never be a match for Zhao Yin. This result is even more unacceptable than preventing him from entering the finals.
He even began to doubt a duel from back then: was there really only a half-move difference between them?
Song Changsheng also had doubts. Since he began cultivating, this was the first time that someone among his peers had been able to suppress him in both strength and speed.
The key point is that he couldn't detect the source of the power within the other party's body, as if it had suddenly been revived.
At any other time, he might have suspected that the other party had taken some kind of drug that could temporarily enhance their strength.
But this is the Five Academies Grand Competition, and the number of True Monarch level experts who have arrived at the scene is in the double digits, not including representatives from other forces. If Zhao Yin dares to do this, he will not only destroy his title as the number one genius, but also the prestige and reputation that the Great Zhen Immortal Dynasty has accumulated over the years.
He didn't believe Zhao Yin would do such a stupid thing.
Moreover, after each halftime break, the contestants undergo a joint inspection by the five deans and referees before they can go on stage, and are only allowed to leave after confirming that everything is in order.
Song Changsheng's mind raced, but Zhao Yin gave him no chance to catch his breath. The attacks came one after another like waves, and he could only grit his teeth and try his best to defend himself.
Fortunately, he had amazing recovery ability. Although he was repeatedly injured under Zhao Yin's suppression, none of his injuries were fundamental. He could recover to about 70-80% after a short delay.
However, it is clearly not feasible to continue passively taking hits.
Logically speaking, unless it's Zhao Yin's own power, no matter what secret techniques he used or what potential he unleashed, the power will eventually fade over time. At that time, Zhao Yin might experience a period of weakness, and that would be the best opportunity for him to turn the tide.
But before that, he first needs to make sure he doesn't get eliminated.
The simplest and most straightforward way is to take a beating, and he has a trump card that he hasn't used for a long time, and today is the perfect time to unleash it.
"【Five Beasts Battle Body】!"
To everyone's astonishment, Song Changsheng's appearance underwent a dramatic transformation. He grew more than ten feet taller, his skin was covered with a layer of solid scales, two illusory arms sprouted from each side, turning into claws, and a pair of enormous wings burning with raging flames grew from his back.
It looks like a hybrid of many different creatures, possessing characteristics of multiple organisms, but it doesn't resemble a human at all.
"Is it a battle physique or a secret technique?" Zhao Yin narrowed his eyes. He had never seen such a strange move before, and he couldn't be sure what it was for a moment. However, he could clearly feel that Song Changsheng's physique had been improved in all aspects.
"Great Divine Power [Silver Dragon Break]"
Zhao Yin twirled the silver spear in his hand, and a wisp of purple energy flowed along his meridians, through the Laogong acupoint in his palm, into the silver spear, giving the brand-new spear a hazy purple glow.
The surging magical power and his own fierce fighting spirit within his body were all poured into it, blooming with a dazzling silver light. When he thrust out with his spear, it was like a true dragon emerging from the abyss, with the momentum to swallow mountains and rivers.
"Roar……"
Song Changsheng let out a roar that was suppressed to the extreme, like a wild beast. With a flap of his wings, he suddenly pounced on the silver dragon that stretched for hundreds of feet in the air.
"scoff"
Six arms transformed into claws, firmly grasping the silver dragon in the air, and actually tore it apart, turning it into a sky full of dazzling light that dissipated.
Then, he slammed his fist into the void in front of him, and the power of space spread out, freezing all the void around Zhao Yin. At the same time, white halos descended from the sky, enveloping Zhao Yin and completely locking the space.
He actually used two great supernatural powers at the same time: "One Finger Dust" and "Drawing a Circle on the Ground as a Prison".
At the same time, he himself quickly approached. In just a few flashes, he had already reached Zhao Yin's front. His huge tiger paw, wrapped in sharp metal energy, struck Zhao Yin's head. Wherever the tiger claw passed, it left deep marks in the void.
Zhao Yin's eyes blazed like torches, and the purple energy within his dantian spread throughout his body. With a flick of his silver spear, the void around him, which had been imprisoned by Song Changsheng's numerous techniques, shattered like floating ice. "Great Divine Power [Breaking Through a Thousand Armies]!"
As the saying goes, a flash of cold light arrived first, followed by a spear thrust out like a dragon. In the blink of an eye, the silver spear pierced through Song Changsheng's palm.
The stinging pain and the stimulation of blood turned Song Changsheng's eyes bloodshot. He gritted his teeth, bent his five fingers to grip the gun barrel, and used his bones and muscles to firmly hold Zhao Yin's Soul-Severing Spear in place, preventing him from pulling it away. At the same time, his other arms slapped Zhao Yin's chest and head.
His ferocity presented Zhao Yin with a difficult choice: if he retreated now, the fate of the Soul-Severing Spear would inevitably be the same as that of Ji Liangyu's God-Slaying Cone.
If they don't retreat, they'll be outnumbered and have to take the hit head-on.
If it were an ordinary person, they might choose to retreat and protect themselves first, for their own safety.
But who is Zhao Yin? He has been training in the border army since he was sixteen years old, fighting against foreign tribes like an ordinary soldier. He has grown up to where he is today, and what he has in abundance is the courage to fight to the death with the enemy.
"Since you don't want this arm, then I'll grant your wish!"
Zhao Yin spoke calmly, but he poured all the Ziwei Qi in his body into his right arm. With a sudden shake of his silver spear, Song Changsheng's palm was instantly torn apart by a tremendous force, revealing the crystal-clear white bone. Thick blood with starlight-like droplets fell from the sky and solidified into hard blood diamonds before hitting the ground.
The Five Beasts Battle Body greatly enhanced his physique; otherwise, it wouldn't have been as simple as tearing his palm apart—he wouldn't have been able to save his entire arm.
Since his opponent was ruthless, Song Changsheng naturally wouldn't let him off easy either. A tiger claw formed from sharp metal energy slammed into his chest, sending him flying hundreds of feet away.
Having been suppressed for so long, this was undoubtedly his most successful counterattack.
Zhao Yin steadied himself as quickly as possible, looked at the dark claw marks on his breastplate, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
If it weren't for the armor protecting him from most of the power, those few claws would have been enough to rip him open. The tiger claws were also imbued with the sharp metallic energy unique to the White Tiger clan, which, once it entered the body, would be enough to make one wish for death.
"boom"
"bang bang"
A clear and powerful heartbeat suddenly rang out in the air. Under the intense pumping of blood from his heart, Song Changsheng's torn hand began to heal at a visible speed, and was restored to its original state in just a moment.
This incredible recovery speed shocked all the cultivators present. Even Long An, who possessed the precious blood of the dragon race, did not have such an exaggerated recovery ability.
While calming the surging blood and qi within his body, Zhao Yin said, "The recovery power of the Earth Dragon Clan, the physique of the Dragon Clan, the sharp metal qi of the White Tiger Clan, the wings and speed of the Bifang Clan, the multi-armed supernatural powers of the Six-Armed Ape Clan, and the life law of the Great Perfection Realm."
In addition, your bloodline is also strange, somewhat similar to the "Star Bloodline" recorded in ancient books, but with even more amazing recovery power.
All of these factors combined contribute to your extraordinary recovery ability.
You're really surprising me more and more. Just how many more cards do you have up your sleeve?
In just a brief exchange, Zhao Yin had almost completely seen through Song Changsheng. His insight was far more terrifying than his strength.
"Cut the nonsense!"
Song Changsheng's voice was like thunder as he charged at Zhao Yin once more.
Although the Five Beasts Battle Body is powerful, it can only be maintained for a limited time. He must pose a sufficient threat to Zhao Yin during this period to avoid being eliminated by the opponent during his weakened state.
"I take back what I said before. You are indeed an opponent worthy of my full strength. Come and fight!"
Zhao Yin gripped the silver spear tightly, a surge of fighting spirit rising from his body. His blood finally began to boil, and his skin turned slightly red.
He hadn't felt this surge of fighting spirit and adrenaline for decades, perhaps even centuries, or longer.
After all, among the cultivators of his generation he had encountered, he had long since lost his rivals.
I thought I would never feel that way again.
Now, Song Changsheng has awakened the long-dormant bloodline within him. This is an evenly matched opponent, enough to make him fight with all his might!
"boom……"
Both abandoned all supernatural powers and skills, choosing the most direct way of fighting: close-quarters combat.
Distance equals tolerance for error. Close-quarters combat is far more dangerous than a clash of supernatural powers. Both sides used all their skills, completely forgetting that they were in the ring. Their attacks were more and more ruthless than the other's, no different from a life-or-death battle.
Every move they made was fraught with killing intent. A slight misstep could result in being crippled or even killed on the spot. Even the cultivators watching from below were terrified by their every move.
The cultivators from both the Myriad Manifestations Palace and the Great Zhen Immortal Dynasty were getting restless, their eyes frequently glancing at their own True Lord.
However, neither the Dragon Elephant True Lord nor the Human King paid any attention to their hints.
For them, everything is still under control.
The bloody and violent battle between the two sides continued from daytime until sunset.
Zhao Yin's armor was already tattered and worn, and Song Changsheng's blue robe was soaked with blood.
Overall, Zhao Yin, wielding the Soul-Severing Spear, held the advantage.
However, Song Changsheng's recovery ability was too abnormal, and he was unable to turn it into a victory.
However, when one's strength is exhausted, Song Changsheng's [Five Beasts Battle Body] was maintained for several hours, which was already an extraordinary performance.
When the time was up, they were immediately reduced to their original state.
Fortunately, night fell and the bright moon hung high in the sky!
...(End of chapter)