Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 251 - 215 Unable to Withstand a Single Blow

Chapter 251: Chapter 215 Unable to Withstand a Single Blow

“So that’s how it is!”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng couldn’t help but find it somewhat amusing!

The disciple of the Ice King, whoever wants to be, can be. He was not at all keen on it.

With his understanding of the Spirit Clan in recent days, he had anticipated that some might feel dissatisfied, yet he had not expected some foolhardy youth to actually come knocking on his door to threaten him.

It seemed that the Spirit Clan had protected their next generation too well, making them somewhat naive to the ways of the world, like flowers in a greenhouse, innocent, self-centered, and developing a proud and arrogant disposition.

How could they, just two green youngsters, think that they could interfere with a decision made by someone like the Ice King?

Truly naive!

Thinking this, Zhao Sheng, with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, said:

“I’m afraid you two are mistaken. I have never thought about becoming the Ice King’s disciple. However… if the Ice King were to retract his order, I would indeed have to thank you two. If you gentlemen have nothing else, please return, as I still have some important matters to attend to and cannot keep you company.” Zhao Sheng slightly smiled and then intended to walk straight past the two men.

Upon hearing this, Wang Fuyu and Wang Fuchong’s faces immediately turned sullen as water.

“Stop, if you think you can leave without clarifying and don’t expect to use the Ice King’s name to press us? In the Spirit Clan, strength speaks. As long as I cripple you, I don’t believe the Ice King will still insist on taking you as a disciple!” Wang Fuyu, clad in a white robe adorned with star specks, sneered coldly, his figure suddenly blocking Zhao Sheng’s path.

Zhao Sheng’s brows furrowed slightly, just as he wanted to say something else.

Suddenly, Wang Fuyu roared loudly,”Halt! You dare to attack secretly!”

The sound was deafening yet subtly contained a sonic miracle technique, a kind of invisible deadly sound.

In an instant, Wang Fuyu’s robe billowed, he shot up into the sky, his hand forming a seal mantra, the star light on his forehead instantly spread out, transforming into a six-petalled ice flower. Immediately, the light of cold ice from his body shone brightly, a chilling cold air dispersed around him, and the surrounding void began to stir up gusts of cold ice wind.

With a loud bang, streams of extreme cold converged, and in a blink, they formed a tumultuous cold ice storm as thick as two men embracing, whistling and roaring. Ice and snow spun sharply with the wind, each piece biting cold like a blade. The cold ice storm enveloped Wang Fuyu’s figure, while a terrifying force descended from the sky and pressed down furiously towards Zhao Sheng.

“Quite capable, no wonder he is so arrogant.” Zhao Sheng looked up, his eyes narrowing slightly as he nodded inwardly. He stood his ground, unmoving, seemingly indifferent to the astonishing spiritual pressure emitted by Wang Fuyu.

In mid-air, Wang Fuyu, seeing this, was furiously angered, and suddenly shouted loudly, thrusting his hands upwards,

only to see spiritual energy of extreme cold continuously pouring out from the crystal walls around, merging into the cold ice storm. The storm swelled tremendously, not only filling the entire corridor but also expanding outward, and within the storm, a cold ice flood dragon formed. The dragon scales of the dragon were clearly composed of thousands of ice blades, each emitting a bone-chilling dazzling edge, each one as powerful as a first-rank top-grade spell.

With a thunderous buzz!

The cold ice storm abruptly halted, and the cold ice flood dragon burst out of the storm,

on the side, the thin Wang Fuchong, seeing this, rapidly retreated several tens of feet, his gaze filled with a murderous intent towards Zhao Sheng.

He knew well that Wang Fuyu’s secret technique was not like ordinary Foundation Establishment secret methods. That cold ice flood dragon was evolved from the Ice Soul Cold Light sourced from beneath thousands of feet of ice mountain, immensely powerful, typical Late Stage Foundation Establishment couldn’t even withstand it for a moment.

As the saying goes, while it’s late it’s fast, the huge Ice Flood Dragon opened its mouth wide, spewing out countless ice blades, covering the sky and heading towards Zhao Sheng.

Before the storm of ice blades had even reached Zhao Sheng, an extremely cold air had already invisibly invaded his body, seeking to freeze and solidify all his meridians.

Zhao Sheng’s expression unchanged, this Ice Jiao Secret Technique was indeed formidable, and the extreme cold ice blades were extremely difficult to deal with. However, it had one major weakness.

Zhao Sheng raised one hand, and a string of black light flew out from his sleeve. The light scattered around, and a palm-sized shield surface swelled to a three-foot square radius. Six Spirit Shields suddenly formed a large spherical shield.

Bang, bang, bang!

The sky-full of ice blades smashed onto the Profound Black Armor, breaking apart with loud bangs, turning into streams of extreme cold.

In an instant, a layer of white frost quickly spread across the surface of the Spirit Shield, and its thickness visibly increased at a rapid pace.

The extreme cold was indeed formidable, and in less than two breaths, it made it increasingly difficult for Zhao Sheng to control the Spirit Shield, the stagnation in the flow of his Divine Sense and Spiritual Power becoming more pronounced.

Wang Fuyu saw the situation and smiled triumphantly. His hands performed spell seals rapidly as extreme cold Spiritual Power surged out, causing the Ice Flood Dragon to fiercely spit out one Ice Blade storm after another, aiming to engulf his opponent in one fell swoop.

Just then, Zhao Sheng’s eyes flashed with divine light, revealing a dazzling yet invisible Sword Light.

On an ethereal spiritual level, a chilling Sword Intent suddenly condensed into existence.

The next instant, a sound of a sword cry echoed in the void.

The Invisible Sword Light flashed from his eyes and, following some kind of spiritual connection in the unknown, the God-Slaying Sword struck an unguarded Divine Soul in an instant.

“Slashed!”

Amid the cold shout, Wang Fuyu felt a chill at the heart; his Divine Soul was struck by the Godslaying Sword Intent, causing his mind to blank out instantly, and an unimaginable intense pain emanated from his Purple Mansion.

Ah!

Wang Fuyu suddenly screamed and fell to the ground from the air, clutching his head and curling his body, screaming miserably while rolling frantically on the ground like a dying beast struggling.

At that moment, a muffled sound came!

The surface of the Ice Flood Dragon cracked open with countless fine fissures, then instantly burst into a large explosion of cold air, with countless Ice Blades flying chaotically, instantly shattering into a sky full of Spiritual Energy, absorbed by the surrounding Crystal Walls.

From Wang Fuyu being certain of victory to the collapse of the Ice Jiao, it all happened in the time it took to catch one’s breath.

Watching his terribly howling clan brother, Wang Fuchong was dumbstruck, hardly believing his own eyes.

“This is impossible!”

Wang Fuchong shouted in disbelief. His muscles swelled instantly, and his form suddenly expanded more than twice its size, while a layer of Profound Black Armor with thorny scales emerged on his body, emitting an extremely violent aura.

Before he finished speaking, a shadow of a huge beast resembling a porcupine, as vast as a mountain, appeared behind him.

“Die for me!”

Wang Fuchong’s eyes were blood-red, his face twisted into an extreme ferocity, and he fiercely stomped on the ground. His figure, like an unstoppable Bull Man, charged directly at Zhao Sheng.

“Body Cultivation?!”

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhao Sheng’s eyes. With a single flip of his hand, the long-unused Five Elements Talisman Plate fell into his hand.

As his thoughts shifted, the first layer of the Five Elements Talisman Plate ignited all nine Second-Order Water Mine Talismans at once.

In an instant, thunderous roars resounded throughout the corridor.

Endless dazzling Thunder Light erupted, turning the entire corridor into a sea of lightning.

Humph!

A grunt sounded as Wang Fuchong flashed out of the sea of lightning, his body streaked with strands of Electric Light, and the surface of his Armor and Shield flickered continuously.

“Quick reflexes!” Zhao Sheng held up the Five Elements Talisman Plate; in front of him, the six Mayfly Shields merged into one, a foot-wide Profound Black Shield floating in front of his chest, emitting a faint black light, with golden runes appearing intermittently on its surface.

Wang Fuchong backed off a good distance, circulating his Spiritual Power to extinguish the residual Electric Light on his body.

His eyes turned cold, filled with murderous intent. He suddenly shouted loudly, and his burly body swelled rapidly, and his Thorny Scale Armor sprouted even more and longer sharp black thorns, densely packed, the tips flickering with cold light, making him appear from afar like a humanoid steel porcupine.

This man was indeed a rare practitioner of Body Cultivation.

Wang Fuchong, regaining his composure, said nothing as one arm blurred, sending a foot-long spike-shaped Fist Light through the air towards Zhao Sheng.

Zhao Sheng remained unfazed, his Golden Essence Flying Sword flashing out from his waist, charging towards the incoming long thorn Fist Light.

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