Chapter 389: The Dragon has woken (1/2)
Chapter 389: The Dragon has woken
Translator: Sparrow TranslationsEditor: Sparrow Translations
Nangong Hao had been calm ever since he stepped out of the Icy Monkey Settlement. Even when Yun Qingwu and Bai Xing appeared, he was composed.
However, he began to look increasingly solemn after the Dragon Protection Squad appeared.
No one knew what Nangong Hao was thinking. Perhaps Bai Xing was right. What was left after the trump card was played? Perhaps Nangong Hao was right...
You could guess...
”Will the battle at the Icy Monkey Settlement really decide the future between the Southern Region and the Great Xia Dynasty?” Bai Xing pressed.
”You can try and find out.” Nangong Hao looked Bai Xing in the eye, his eyes glowing golden as he lowered Standstill and charged.
”If I were you, I wouldn't care about the fates of these people.” Bai Xing squinted as he smirked, morphing into a ray of silver light.
...
This was an incredibly intense battle.
The 50,000 strong Great Xia Dynasty army held their position as they were attacked by more than 100,000 Southern Region soldiers and dozens of demon elites.
However, when the Dragon Protection Squad appeared, the Southern Region soldiers had no choice but to retreat.
This looked like a battle that was evening out.
However, everyone knew that the battle had only evened out temporarily. After all, this was the Southern Region and not the Great Xia.
If they could not win within the initial moments of the battle, it would be a matter of time before they were worn down.
The Southern Region had set up an ambush in the Icy Monkey Settlement. Naturally, they had more ambushes set up outside. If the army was bogged down, they were as good as dead.
Xing Qingsui and Wu Feng both knew this.
However...
Wu Feng was more concerned about Yan Xiu. Even though Yan Xiu had always been cold, Wu Feng had known Yan Xiu since young.
Losing to Yan Xiu in the theory examination...
Had hurt Wu Feng quite significantly.
However, he did not hate Yan Xiu. After all, he had grown up with Yan Xiu. He had always treated Yan Xiu as a brother.
Even though it was quite weird for the younger brother to surpass the older one...
This did not mean that he wanted to see Yan Xiu consumed by evil Asura. He also did not want to see Yan Xiu killed by the demon.
He gripped his jade flute tightly as he made a decision in his heart.
Other than Wu Feng, Yun Qingwu also focused her attention on Yan Xiu.
”I think he needs help.” Yun Qingwu murmured to herself. However, this was akin to an order to her two deputies.
”Should I go and help him?” The demon with the green demon eye asked.
”Wu Ji will go.” Yun Qingwu shook her head.
”Me? Master, your safety...” The demon with the red demonic eye hesitated when he heard what Yun Qingwu had to say.
”I'll be fine.” Yun Qingwu replied flatly.
”I understand. I will be back soon.” Wu Ji disappeared from his position without a second word.
With the intense battle raging below, a ray of light crashing down from the cliff would not raise too many eyebrows.
However, when the ray of light shot towards Yan Xiu, Wu Feng felt the immense killing intent almost immediately.
”In your dreams!” Wu Feng bellowed as he shot towards the ray of light like a comet.
Wu Feng was skilled in music.
Close combat was not his forte.
He thrived in ranged combat. However, he did not hesitate to charge forward this time. As he did so, the jade green flute in his hand lit up.
It looked like there was a layer of water covering it. When the light shone on Wu Feng's arm, a strange pattern emerged.
Green cloud patterns began to adorn Wu Feng's arms. They travelled upwards, slowly making their way towards his chest.
”Oh?” A soft exclamation of surprise could be heard.
Then, the light clashed with the human.
It was no surprise that Wu Feng was thrown back like a broken kite. He spat out mouthfuls of blood, his face pale.
A middle-aged man with a red demonic eye stood at where they had clashed. This was Wu Ji.
Wu Ji's clothes were torn in a few places and his arm was trembling slightly. He looked at the fallen Wu Feng with traces of admiration.
”Don't struggle anymore, it is useless.” Wu Ji looked at Wu Feng, who was struggling to get up.
”If I don't fight, then I'll really be useless!” Wu Feng bit his lip, blood trickling from the corner. It was impossible to determine if this was blood from his lips or blood from his insides.
”With your talent, you would beat me hands down in a decade.” Wu Ji said reassuringly as he looked at the cloud patterns on Wu Feng's hand.
”I know.” Wu Feng replied assertively.
”Mm, I can give you a chance and pretend that I didn't see you.”
”But I've already seen you.”
”Okay then... if that's the case, go to hell!” Wu Ji nodded as he swung his sword. A thin ray of light shot out from the tip of the blade.
It looked like an ordinary ray of light.
However, when Wu Feng saw that ray of light, his expression was ashen. He bit his lip and waited for it to hit home.
”Boom!”
Blood splattered everywhere.
Wu Feng's head fell to the ground, the wound in his chest so deep one could see the bone. His eyes were shut, his face ashen. However, his jade flute was still pointed at Yan Xiu...
”Wu Feng!”
”Young Master Wu!”
All of the candidates screamed as they looked at Wu Feng sympathetically. They knew that their end was coming as well.
...
Yan Xiu still looked rather lifeless.
He guarded Fang Zhengzhi silently, a red glow swirling in his eyes. One could not guess what he was seeing.