Chapter One Hundred and Ninety – Going All In (1/2)
Chapter One Hundred and Ninety – Going All In
[Yang Fiendish Hard Lightning] of [Little Thousand Leaf Hands] !
Countless silver electricity snakes danced around Zhang Hao. The fine lightning tore at the air, cracking like popcorn and suddenly rampaging.
Lightning was domineering and strong, usually preferred by xiuzhe. Even the sword xiu who usually preferred purity did not disguise their preference for lightning. There were many lightning sword scriptures, and they were not low-grade. Due to the different kinds of lightning, the differing qualities would give the user many different abilities.
Hard lightning was a very common type of lightning. It was known for being strong and evil-cleansing, the natural antidote to yin and corrupting spells. But the words Yang Fiend in front of it, then it was extremely rare!
There were various ways to rank lightning , but in all these methods, the grade of Yang Fiendish Hard Lightning was never ranked lower than fourth-grade.
Fiend: greatly ominous in character; Hard, especially strong and unbreakable.
When Yang, Fiend and Hard was put together, it was possible to see just how strong and domineering it was.
Of the first three moves of [Little Thousand Leaf Hands], [Yang Fiendish Hard Lightning] was the only direct offensive spell. Yet, Zuo Mo valued this one offensive spell like it was a precious treasure!
Other than his formations, this [Yang Fiendish Hard Lightning] was the strongest move he had!
Starting with his killing move, Zuo Mo did not want to risk any uncertainty.
What he was still dissatisfied with was that the [Yang Fiendish Hard Lightning] that he cast was only five zhang in diameter. This was why he had to risk nearing Zhang Hao, and it was also why he had not used the move against the black cloud.
Zuo Mo’s mind was clear, all the ling power in his body serene, and the leaf hand created from his spiritual power was like a real hand, the fingers moving rapidly!
[Yang Fiendish Hard Lightning] was a purely spiritual attack!
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Zhang Hao who had been calculating how much ling power Zuo Mo had left never would have thought Zuo Mo would have a purely spiritual offensive spell!
The electric snakes danced and instantly gathered into a burning red bolt of lightning!
As the red lightning took form, a domineering and destructive presence gathered tightly around Zhang Hao!
Zhang Hao had detected the abnormality when the [Yang Fiendish Hard Lightning] formed. It really made too much noise! His heart was in shock and he almost couldn’t believe it. How could a zhuji use such a powerful and terrifying spell?
The vast destructive presence almost took away his mind!
He was very experienced and vicious; he knew that he could not retreat now. If his heart held any desire to flee, he definitely could not escape and would only die even quicker! Going against the flow he faced the spell. Only by finding life in death was there a chance of survival.
All of his confidence and all of his conceit turned to dust in front of the [Yang Fiendish Hard Lightning].
Zhang Hao was like a wolf that had been pushed to the edge, rousing all of his brutality.
His eyes wide, his hair standing on end, and the red light on his body was so thick it appeared to be fresh blood. The heavy sword in his hand seemed to feel it’s master’s decision and glowed with brightness. A hint of black was added to the red light.
The red black light flashed and the blue chains on his body were destroyed.
He raised the heavy sword up high. With him as the centre, a vast presence suddenly exploded! No one would doubt that his next strike could really break a mountain!
“Kill!” Zhang Hao howled as though he was insane. With all the ling power in his body, he cleaved downwards.
The first move of [Mountain Opening Sword Scripture], [Open Mountain]!
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At the same time, all the Black Wind bandits in the Skyring Moon Chime Formation stopped what they were doing, with shock filled faces.
The presence of Zhang Hao’s ultimate attack had alarmed everyone.
The Head was going all out?
How was it possible?
That was the first response from the Black Wind Bandits. They couldn’t wrap their heads around it. Who could force the Head use all his power?
Just as they were shocked, they heard Zhang Hao’s angry bellow. Everyone realized that Head really was fighting with all his power!
The Black Wind Bandits did not hesitate to fly towards the bellow.
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At this time, Bo Feng who was looking from far away suddenly gasped, his eyes lighting up, “Zhang Hao is going all out!”
Gui Feng was slightly startled. Chang Heng did not speak, but the light that increased in his eyes revealed his surprise. The two became even more wary of Bo Feng’s unmeasurable strength. The entire Desolate Wood Reef was tightly locked down. They were very far away and could not see a thing.
It was terrifying that Bo Feng could judge so accurately.
However, Zhang Zhao was going all out … …
The sentence quickly filled their thoughts. When had Zuo Mo become so strong that he could force Zhang Hao to fight at full power? The two of them were not Zuo Mo. In the period of time they had followed Bo Feng, they had constantly tracked the Black Wind Bandits and were clear regarding how strong Zhang Hao was.
Gui Feng and Chang Heng knew. The other thirty six xiuzhe also knew.
None of the other analysis’ that Bo Feng did were as effective as this one sentence.
A zhuji had truly forced Zhang Hao to fight at full power!
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So many people could feel Zhang Hao was going all out, so Zuo Mo, who was closest, could he not feel it? But at this time, he didn’t have the energy to spare to think. All of his attention was on this series of attacks.
As the red sword energy sliced down, Zuo Mo’s vision was entirely red. That suffocating presence would make one tremble instinctively.
Zuo Mo did not tremble.
Completely in battle mode, there was no joy nor sorrow in his heart, no emotion at all. His mind was clear and could detect any change within five zhang of him.
He suddenly understood.
[Little Thousand Leaf Hands] must be used with [Great Thousand Leaf Hands] to be able to reach its maximum power.
Every hand motion of the spiritual leaf hand flowed across his mind. He was like a bystander, silently savouring the profound changes embodied in each hand movement.
It seemed to be a long time, but it was just a short instant.
The lightning of [Yang Fiendish Hard Lightning] was as thick as an arm, twisting and giving off a faint red light.
Zhang Hao’s sword energy was another kind of red, a bloody red that carried hints of black.