Chapter 612: I Want Your Hailstone Treasure (1/2)
Chapter 612: I Want Your Hailstone Treasure
Watching Jiang Bi release his full strength on the Rising Dragon Arena, Feng Yang on the host viewing stand frowned slightly with worry. Jiang Bi’s strength rose higher than he had estimated after cultivating both the Buddhism and Ghost techniques.
Prior to this, on the way here, Huang Xiaolong had said that he had a sixty percent chance of defeating Jiang Bi, but was it really sixty percent? Feng Yang’s confidence began to waver. Perhaps only if Huang Xiaolong worked together with the other eight would the chances reach sixty percent?
“I’ve heard from somewhere that Huang Xiaolong claims he has a sixty percent chance of defeating Jiang Bi.” At this time, Wang Na’s sarcastic laughter sounded, “Truly the biggest joke under the heavens! Feng Yang, the personal disciple you taught really knows how to overestimate his ability! People with such character are useless no matter how high their talent is, arrogant and ignorant without limit, really throwing our Black Warrior Institute’s reputation and face!”
Feng Yang didn’t lose out on momentum, “You are a Black Warrior Institute’s Vice-Principal, yet you couldn’t even control your lower part, going over the fence to seduce men. Not only have you thrown our institute’s face to the wind, you’ve even thrown the entire Black Tortoise Galaxy’s face!!”
Wang Na looked like she was about to be reduced to tears: “You...!” But no further words came out of her mouth, trying not to explode with great effort.
On the Rising Dragon Stage, Liu Xiaoshi and the other eight inner disciples fumed inwardly at Jiang Bi’s belittling words, but witnessing his fully released momentum, apprehension filled him, hence, no one dared to make the first move.
It was at this time that Huang Xiaolong was seen walking casually toward Jiang Bi. Huang Xiaolong’s action took everyone watching with surprise.
“Is this little punk trying to challenge Jiang Bi alone?” Watching this, Wang Na couldn’t resist mocking in a harsh tone: “Ignorant death-seeking fool!”
Masters belonging to other forces on the viewing stands whispered amongst themselves with odd expressions as they watched on.
Jiang Bi laughed happily watching Huang Xialong coming at him, revealing his pearly white teeth, “Huang Xiaolong, you want to challenge me by yourself? Since you asked for it, I shall let you enjoy my current strength!” At this point, he once again increased his momentum, pushing it close to a peak late-Fourth Order God Realm.
Before the large crowd’s bewildered gazes, Huang Xiaolong suddenly raised his arm, slamming it down on Jiang Bi just like that.
Had this kid gone nuts? This was the first thought that shot through the everyone’s mind.
Huang Xiaolong’s action made Jiang Bi curl his lips back in a feral sneer, but just as he was about to attack, his expression changed. His pupils dilated with fear as if he had run into something unbelievably terrifying. In the next second, he twisted around, wanting to retreat.
“No!” Jiang Bi suddenly let out a strained bellow, punching his fist out at the same time.
“Heavenly Ghost, Buddha King’s Punch!”
A sea of wailing ghosts engulfed Huang Xiaolong while numerous golden Buddha statues sat above the dark ghost sea.
Space greatly shook, and at this point, a resounding slap suddenly reverberated in the air.
Pa! All surging sea of wailing ghosts vanished, the Buddha statues' golden luminance dimmed. The many golden spheres containing golden arhats behind Jiang Bi cracked and shattered into pieces like crispy skin, the ghostly aura around him burst like a bubble.
Jiang Bi let out a tragic scream as he was sent flying into the air, then he crashed heavily in a corner of the Rising Dragon Arena. His whole body was curled up into a lump like an overcooked shrimp.
The satirical smile on Wang Na’s face froze.
Feng Yang was astonished.
Eldest Senior Apprentice-brother Liu Yun was agape.
Xiang Mingzhi’s eyes nearly popped out.
Gudu Leng and Wang Biaoyuan quivered where they stood.
Everyone else looked blankly at the scene before them, their brains emptied of thoughts, unconsciously holding their breaths. Everyone in the crowd was stupefied by the scene in front of them, completely stupefied.
It felt like the world had gone silent, broken by a Jiang Family disciple stuttering: “The-they’re not putting on an act right?”
No one answered him.
It was clear to all whether it was an act or not. It was impossible to be an act! Even if they were putting on an act, the script was all wrong.
Since it wasn’t an act, then…?!
Their attention finally returned to Huang Xiaolong, sucking in a breath of cold air in secret.
Huang Xiaolong did not pay any attention to the gazes directed at him, striding leisurely as he approached Jiang Bi, who groaned weakly, struggling in vain trying to get back on his feet. However, to the crowd, it seemed like Jiang Bi didn’t even have the strength to stand, falling down again and again after several attempts.
Coming to a stop a few inches from Jiang Bi, Huang Xiaolong peered down loftily at Jiang Bi, a faint cold smile spread on his face, “ Dual cultivator of Buddhism and Ghost techniques? Didn’t I say, in my eyes, you’re not even a tethered horse.”
Huang Xiaolong chilling voice reverberated on the Rising Dragon Arena, every single word was heard loud and clear by the crowd.