Chapter 1129: Battle with Dusong Mangpoje! (1/2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Thunder pealed and screams filled the air as hundreds of Arab cavalry were blown into the sky by Wang Chong's Stellar Energy.
In the end, the only people capable of brashly charging through a sea of people as if no one was there and not even exhausting their Stellar Energy were cultivators of the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art.
Wang Chong moved with such extreme speed that he left afterimages behind him as he charged at Dusong Mangpoje and the giant six-meter-tall golden bell. Boom! Bang! Explosion after explosion could be heard as all the Arab cavalry that charged at him either had their energy drained or their body obliterated by Wang Chong's Stellar Energy.
No one could get within even three feet of him.
”I've drawn their attention, so bring your men back to reinforce the main army!”
Wang Chong's voice came from the distance. Li Siye stared at his commander's back with a complicated expression, then he clenched his teeth, pulled on the reins, and began to ride back.
”Everyone, follow me!”
Li Siye's voice thundered over the battlefield. Neeeigh! With Li Siye leading, the Wushang Cavalry began to charge back to the distant defense line.
”Dusong Mangpoje!”
Finally, Wang Chong covered more than half the battlefield to appear in front of Dusong Mangpoje. The two stood across from each other, frightening killing intent surging in their eyes.
”We meet again!”
Dusong Mangpoje's eyes were like ice-cold sabers as he glared at the youth.
Compared to when they had first met at the Great Tang's capital, the youth before him had lost all of his immaturity and childishness, and was now suffused with the striking demeanor of a Great General.
This youth was seemingly the hardest corner of the Great Tang. All the factions on the Great Tang's borders, whether it was Mengshe Zhao or Ü-Tsang, or even the distant Arabian Empire, had suffered immense casualties and been defeated time and time again by this youth.
If he had known this was going to happen, then when he had disguised himself and gone with the First Prince to the capital, he would have killed him even if he had to risk his life.
”You should not have participated in this war. Withdraw your ritual tool and I might allow you Tibetans to leave alive!” Wang Chong sternly said.
His eyes were somewhat obscured by his disheveled hair, but the killing intent exploding out of them was enough to make anyone shiver in fear. Wang Chong regarded the Demonic Emperor Old Man with extremely deep respect and was greatly concerned for his well-being, not just in the capacity of his kind teacher, but as a member of his family.
”Impossible!”
Dusong Mangpoje shook his head, the Stellar Energy on his body churning in unease. The Demonic Emperor Old Man had to die, and Wang Chong certainly could not be allowed to live, whether it was for Ü-Tsang or the deceased Dayan Mangban.
”This Veda Sacred Bell is a ritual tool secretly passed down through the Great Snow Mountain Holy Temple. I have only borrowed it from the Holy Temple, and the method I used to activate it will imprison someone so that they will never be able to come out. Not even I can do anything about that… I only know how to put away the bell, but not to release its prisoner!”
Dusong Mangpoje was not a member of the Holy Temple, so he naturally had no right to possess the Sacred Bell. He only had the right to use it.
”Bastard!”
Wang Chong's fingers clenched together as the redness in his eyes thickened.
”Hmph. In the end, you and your master are a scourge on Ü-Tsang. Your master is not the only one that must die in this battle. You must die as well!” Dusong Mangpoje harshly said, the killing intent in his eyes no less than Wang Chong's.
Boom!
The moment he finished speaking, Dusong Mangpoje attacked. His body was still motionless, his posture as it was when he was still speaking with Wang Chong, but a massive image of a fist suddenly plunged out of the void toward Wang Chong.
At almost the same time, Wang Chong, who had apparently predicted this action, sent forth a giant image of a fist of his own, his eyes chilling. The two steely fists wrapped in destructive energy rammed into each other in the air.
Booooom! Stellar Energy exploded in a cloud of roiling dust as the immense impact forced both Dusong Mangpoje and Wang Chong back. Both of them thrust their feet into the ground, carving out furrows more than a hundred feet long.
This exchange had unexpectedly been a draw.
Buzz!
As the two stabilized their bodies, Wang Chong and Dusong Mangpoje exchanged stares across two hundred feet, each able to see the powerful will to fight and kill in the other's eyes. Dusong Mangpoje wanted to kill Wang Chong and resolve this threat to Ü-Tsang once and for all, while Wang Chong wanted to kill him to avenge his master.