Chapter 357: Directly Beat to Death (1/2)

Chapter 357: Directly Beat to Death

Translator: UdongEditor: EbonyFrost, Udong

For this moment being, the turbulent [Latent Thunder Fighting Technique] was pulled toward the Warrior Heart by the suction force created by the [Forge Breathing Technique]. While a portion of warrior power was waiting for the [Wind and Cloud Warrior Power] after getting rid of the pulling force of the [Latent Thunder Fighting Technique].

[Latent Thunder Fighting Technique].

In the blink of an eye, the power of the [Latent Thunder Fighting Technique] had been completely absorbed into the [Forge Breathing Technique].

Qian Jin clearly felt that there were two kinds of power in the second red Warrior Heart. One was from the Forge Breathing Technique; this power was cycling on its own in an organized fashion. It was gently absorbing the heat energy from the surroundings. However, the other power was something Qian Jin had never seen before.

What was this? Qian Jin had a quiver, which triggered the rosy sequence in the warrior power to oscillate all of a sudden and the power to stream out rapidly. The surrounding sand was starting to vibrate outward as well.

The tiny sand granules started to explode from inside, turning into numerous specks of dust.

[Latent Thunder Fighting Technique]. Qian Jin closed his eyes and felt the sand particles exploding around him. Was this the legendary [Latent Thunder Fighting Technique]?

As Qian Chenyu had smashed the warrior power sequence and transferred it into his bosom, under the combined effort of the [Forge Breathing Technique], Jiuyang Flame Iron and the [Wind and Cloud Warrior Power], the lost legendary divine fighting technique, the [Latent Thunder Fighting Technique] was fully collected to form a new sequences.

Ninety percent. Excluding the consumed part of the warrior power sequence during the explosion, ninety percent of the warrior power sequence was preserved to form a new sequence which required little practice to master it. It equaled to obtaining a divine fighting technique for free, a fighting technique which nearly needed no practice.

This… Qian Jin ”looked” at the warrior power sequence inside of him, telling himself that he was just required to find some spare time to cultivate it for regaining a new perfect warrior power. He couldn’t say for sure whether this deal for a lost divine fighting technique at the price of packs of injuries and half of his life was profitable.

With the disappearance of the [Latent ThunderFighting Technique] inside of him, Qian Jin gradually recovered. Exhaling a morbid chill, he felt a continuous cramp from his scalp when a strong strand of warrior power was being transmitted from the sand above his head.

What was this? A level 9 Demon Slayer’s warrior power belonging to none of his four friends? Qian Jin revolved his wrist, and took up his Zhanmadao from the sandy ground, stirring up balls of sand to float and then separate to both sides under the warrior power.

Bang. A severe clash of metal triggered some warrior power to float out, while bunches of sand particles were rising up and down under the impact of the warrior power. Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh…

A visible cluster of warrior power was triggered by Qian Chenguang’s saber which was reflecting a dazzling light on the sandy ground.

”Demon Eye of Destruction.”

At the shout of Lucifer Lucy, Qian Chenguang flung his saber to chop Qian Jin’s Zhanmadao, while trudging to the other side with great pain.

”A Qian Family member?”

Amidst the sand, Qian Jin carried his Zhanmadao, jumped out of the sand hole, activated the Innumerable Shadows and rushed towards Qian Chenguang. Lifting up his broken arm with great efforts, Qian Jin chopped at Qian Chenguang’s head incisively.

Qian Chenguang couldn’t help the cramping of his head, while a strong sense of anger was churning inside him. He used to think that he could beat down these four people effortlessly but was now facing the dauntless offense of Qian Jin. ”To kill me with your last bits of strength? To kill me with this punch without borrowing any fighting technique? Well, I will show you the true power of the Qian Family’s [Sky Stealing Palms].” Qian Chenguang thought to himself.

Level 9 Demon Slayer. A warrior power rotation speed of one hundred thousand cycles. [Sky Stealing Palms].

All in a blink, the golden sand seemed to be enveloped by hovering black clouds. Roaming in the shade, Qian Jin suddenly felt a hard strike hitting his fist in a lightning-like manner.

Bang. Crack.

Under the heavy clashing sound produced by the friction between bones and flesh, Qian Jin’s arm was distorted severely again. Glistening bones stabbed through his muscle and skin and were exposed outside by some inches.

”Haha…” With severe pains coming from his palm bones, Qian Chenguang stepped backward while wearing a pleasantly surprised look, as it dawned on him that Qian Jin’s warrior power rotation speed was just as same as him, if not lower than. How come? Had he broken through over a Level 9 Demon Slayer? Luckily, this time his arm bones had been coletely…...

Puff… Puff… Puff! Puf!f Puff…

At the crucial moment, some thirty blood holes of finger size were produced on Qian Chenguang’s body, with scarlet blood springing up into the sky. Streams of warrior power were triggered to tear apart his warrior reservoirs, energy connections and the transferring of warrior power.

What was this? Qian Chenguang spewed a mouthful of blood and stepped back by a number of steps. Staring at the scars on his body dreadfully, he shouted, ”What’s this? What's going on here? Why am I wounded so heavily? You sucking warrior power, disappear from my sight!”