Chapter 99 Battling Ling Yingfeng (2/2)
It was raining! Both men on the platform were soon completely drenched. The onlookers below forgot to look for a place to take shelter. Those with umbrellas put them up; the rest condensed a Qi shield above their heads.
”Lad, you are very strong. Unfortunately, you met me! I don't believe you can execute the Ancient Forbidden Arts today!” Ling Yingfeng's gaze was icy, as he enunciated each word clearly.
Xiao Chen was completely drenched. The hair from his temple stuck to his face and rain trickled relentlessly down his chin. That palm was already the greatest attacking move he could muster. Yet it could only break through Ling Yingfeng's shield... unless he executed Dragon's Wrath.
He was not certain whether he could execute Dragon's Wrath completely. If his attempt resembled the last time when he failed, he would be unable to avenge Senior Sister Liu and might even end up like her after exerting all his True Qi.
Right now, he was struggling internally. This battle would decide not only if he could avenge Liu Fenghuang, but also the state's victory. He knew what to do later, but for the moment, he could only help the Teal Jade Sect win this duel, and the Zhou State win the Immortals League Competition. He needed to pacify the Zhou Emperor so that he would not get too mad at the Teal Jade Sect later.
”Come! Let me see an ant's greatest power!” Ling Yingfeng broke his line of thoughts. He assaulted like a streak of lightning. Xiao Chen mobilized his energy and forced it out. Their palms clashed and a huge boom resounded. Even the raindrops in the air were vaporized by their palm strengths.
Their strokes became swifter and more powerful. They mobilized their True Energy to the extreme. The mists on the platform grew thicker as more raindrops became vaporized. A moment later, a white fog had enveloped the platform. No one could see the two. They could only hear sounds emerging from the fog.
Countless people started discussing. This was the first time such a thing had happened. Right now, no one could see the battle situation. The presiding officers on the high platforms stared at one another. Some shook their heads, others nodded. No one knew what they were saying. Perhaps it was to decide whether to halt the competition and continue after the rain.
Just when a presiding officer was about to shout for them to stop, numerous dark clouds began to congregate low in the air. These sudden dark clouds were very different from the storm clouds just now. Everyone stopped their discussions at once, as though sensing an ancient power amid the clouds.
The presiding officers began to frown. ”Where is this force from? Is someone trying to interfere from the outside?”
More and more dark clouds gathered and they edged down lower and lower. Suddenly, a massive dragon head appeared in their midst, its eyes bulging angrily, eyeing all the people. Everyone panicked. ”A dragon! It's a dragon! How come a dragon is here?”
Everyone was quite awed by the dragon, an ancient life form known only in mythology. Only a few presiding officers with higher cultivations knew that someone had employed mystic arts. The dragon was an illusion, not a true form.
Suddenly, fierce gales began to rage. The vapors on the platform dissipated. Everyone could now see clearly what was on the platform.
They saw Xiao Chen mumbling incantations, and an immobilized Ling Yingfeng trapped seemingly by some mystic arts. Although the Dragon's Wrath was very powerful, its force could be broken when executed for too long. Xiao Chen decided to burn his boats. On one hand, he executed the Dragon's Wrath; on the other, he tried to temporarily trap his opponent with the Mystic Cyan Seal.
All of a sudden, that great dragon roared from the clouds and started to swoop down at Ling Yingfeng. Those below the platform began to yell and gasp. ”An Ancient Forbidden Art! So he is a disciple of the Ancient Immortal Clan! Their disciple!”
The Ancient Immortal Clan! How this name evoked awe! According to legend, most Immortals and Devils perished during an ancient war, leaving only a small number who survived. They were now called the Ancient Immortal Clan. Their magic arts were infinitely subtle, their cultivations profound and unfathomable.
The Ancient Immortals rarely appeared amongst mortals. Their emergence today would surely cause an upheaval in the entire Violet Manor. For a long time, there was the saying, ”When the feather surfaces, none dares to defy it.”
It was said that a certain sect of the Ancient Immortal Clan would send out disciples to prepare for an Immortal's Practice Conference. The token for the others to assemble was a feather. Any sect defying this token and failing to attend would pay the price.
Xuanyue's expression became more and more solemn. Even she had not seen before the magic spells Xiao Chen was executing right now.
On the platform, Ling Yingfeng's eyes bulged wide. ”I don't believe! I don't believe you can execute an Ancient Forbidden Art!” Saying this, he broke free from the seal and soared down the platform, launching himself on his tiptoes. When he reached to the periphery, however, he suddenly bounced back upon encountering a Barrier.
It was the Barrier Formation erected by Xiao Chen. He said icily, ”I've told you! Today, you will pay back with interest what you did to Senior Sister Liu yesterday!”
”Dragon's Wrath!”
Everyone was left breathless by this terrible suppressing force. The massive dragon finally landed. WIth a mighty crash, the entire Wind Floating Platform collapsed. Pebbles broke loose everywhere. The crowd all condensed Barriers to shield themselves from the larger stone pebbles straying out from the Wind Floating Platform.