Chapter 771: 65: Dueling Dharma Aspect
Chapter 771: Chapter 65: Dueling Dharma Aspect
The audience below the ring burst into laughter and jeers. It was obvious who was being mocked. On the stage, Bu Lin couldn’t help but blush in embarrassment, but after losing to Dao Child, he, as the lord of Qilin Mountain, didn’t care about these trivial things. As long as he was happy, nothing else mattered.
Ignoring the clamor from the crowd below, Bu Lin, the Saint Child of Qilin Mountain, shouted at the silver-grey giant, “What’s so great about Xuanwu Faziang? Watch how the Azure Dragon of the East Palace suppresses this turtle!”
Scales formed from spiritual power instantly covered Bu Lin’s body. Two dragon horns burst from his temples, stimulating his soul and body. The shadow of the Azure Dragon emerged, climbing into the sky. The clear blue sky suddenly changed, filled with ominous clouds and thunder bellowed with a green glow.
The warrior covered in dragon scales inflated rapidly, transforming into a gigantic dragon beast hundreds of feet long. Its feet end in eagle claws. Just standing on the ring, built of Xuan stone, it sank deeply into it. With a casual swing of its tail, the stone tiles were crushed into dust, an astonishingly formidable display.
In the eastern sky, the Seven Mansions, which should not be bright during the daytime, actually shone with divine light. The projections of the seven stars – horn, neck, root, room, heart, tail, and winnowing-basket – formed a halo resembling a dragon in the sky. Those seven stars formed the skeletal structure of the dragon, and the thundercloud became its flesh, revealing a huge Azure Dragon Dharma Aspect.
Standing on top of the ring, the Xuanwu Faziang was subtly aware of the arrival of its mortal enemy. The Mysterious Snake on its back stood upright, hissing towards the east, while the shark-toothed Xuanwu also roared towards the sky.
It was nothing more than an ordinary contest, but with the appearance of the two Dharma Aspects, it had become a mythic battle. Holding his totem-like, robust right arm, the silver-grey giant faced Bu Lin, who had transformed into a ferocious Qilin, both poised to pounce.
The vicious atmosphere caused the audience to back away in fear. Even the arbitrator couldn’t prevent himself from retreating. This match had already surpassed what a mere ordinary arbitrator could judge. The helpless and weak martial artists of the Fierce Realm turned their eyes towards the Big Arbitrator.
Though it was clear that the Fierce Realm martial artist who possessed the Dragon Spirit bloodline was extraordinary, Tang Luo was pleasantly surprised by the turn of events. His silver-grey giant signaled the Xuanwu Faziang to leave the ring, exposing the clear sky, and proposed, “It’s too crowded here, let’s move up. Whoever touches the ground first loses. How about it?”
The Saint Child, transformed into a Qilin, growled defiantly, “You think I’m scared of you?”
The battlefield for the transformed Mortal Realm should be the ground, but the ring for the Fierce Realm martial artists should indeed be the boundless sky!
The silver-grey giant merely bent his knees slightly, and before even putting power into it, the ring cracked into large pieces, emitting a massive sound as if it was about to collapse. With just a light push, the overwhelming power tore through the ring’s magic array, triggering the Mountain Protection Array of Bifang Mountain. The silver-grey giant rose into the sky, standing sturdy on Xuanwu Faziang’s back.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
“Barbaric, rough.”
The ferocious Qilin wore a smirk on his face, Zhong Yu stepped in mid-air and transformed into a green ray, charging straight up into the sky.
The warriors of Bifang Mountain looked up at the mighty beasts occupying two sides of the sky, filled with awe.
So they were unknowingly battling such monsters just now. Suddenly, being defeated with one punch didn’t seem so bad.
Not everyone shared in the joy, though. Nobody knew where this Xiling Tang Luo appeared from, yet he completely overshadowed all other competitors of the Longzhou Youth Martial Arts Tournament upon his arrival. Many well-born young lords watched the sky with gloomy faces.
In the sky, the silver giant and the ferocious Qilin stood together, the embodiment of raw power as their punch and dragon claw collided, causing the entire sky to tremble.
Tang Luo’s power was already slightly superior to Bu Lin’s. Besides, he stood on the back of the Xuanwu tortoise, as if standing on the firm earth. The outcome of such a battle was self-evident.
The silver giant endured all the feedback of power, standing perfectly fine on the tortoise’s shell, while the ferocious beast Qilin was flipped into the air by this tremendous force and lost control of its shape, spinning non-stop in the sky.
So, in the eyes of outsiders, the first clash seemed to have resulted in the Qilin being crushed by the silver giant.
Without any change in expression, Tang Luo did not let his advantage slip away. He charged his Xuanwu Dharma Aspect toward the Qilin which couldn’t control its own body. Just as the Mysterious Snake was about to swallow its enemy whole, it was struck and turned into dust by numerous thunderbolts falling from the sky.
The Xuanwu roared in pain, unable to chase after its opponent. Lights flashed from the diagram on its tortoise shell, transforming into spring rain and falling on the Xuanwu’s back, soothing the Northern Divine Beast’s pain. Under the nourishment of the spring rain, another Mysterious Snake emerged from within the shell, identical to the one turned into ashes a moment ago.
The Xuanwu didn’t suffer any significant harm but its offense was effectively halted. Tang Luo understood the fighting style of the Azure Dragon Dharma Aspect. Contrary to his initial assumptions of it being a simple weather control power, it also wielded control over thunderbolts. This spelled trouble.
Just like martial artists who had their own rankings, Spiritual Power also had its own levels. Regardless of the cultivation system, the power of thunderclap always ranked high. Hence, from ancient times, thunder tactics were more difficult to cultivate than ordinary methods of cultivation, and this was precisely why.
With the fierce Qilin beast in close combat, the Azure Dragon Dharma Aspect wielding thunderbolts, Bu Lin, who stood in the winter sky, roared in rage whereby his Qilin body grew a bit larger.
“Looks like this could be a bit of a challenge,” Tang Luo mused while looking at the unharmed fierce Qilin beast in the face of a punch, remarking, “Martial Saint Mountain is indeed the holy land of the Human Race. Such individuals are not even Dao Children. I wonder how astonishing Bu Xiao’s martial arts are?”
However, no matter how capable Bu Xiao was, he would first have to defeat Bu Lin to meet him. Tang Luo suppressed his stray thoughts and walked over the back of the Xuanwu, charging toward the Azure Dragon Dharma Aspect in the winter sky.
In a fight, priority is to attack the horse before the man, and catch the leader before the minions. As a seasoned warrior, these principles were deeply ingrained in Tang Luo.
Although the Azure Dragon Dharma Aspect was an apparition, it was strengthened by the dragon spirit and the god soul. This rendered it virtually identical to a real dragon. And a dragon would rather die in battle than flee in fear!
On encountering the Xuanwu Dharma Aspect and the silver giant, the Azure Dragon in the eastern sky let out a thunderbolt. The azure lightning cut across the sky, like a divine sword falling from the heavens, attempting to thoroughly decimate all adversaries.
The river diagram on the Xuanwu Dharma Aspect’s shell flashed, transforming into an Xuan-colored shadow and clashed against the azure thunderbolt. The intense collision between the Yang force of youth and old age resulted in a stalemate between the green and black light shadows. Meanwhile, Xuanwu, safeguarding the giant, positioned itself right under the Azure Dragon Dharma Aspect in the winter sky.
The ferocious beast Qilin anticipated Tang Luo’s plan, and with horns as spears turned into divine light, it drew a straight white line, heading straight for the chest of the giant.
Tang Luo glanced at the fierce hand of the Qilin and also at the vulnerable Azure Dragon Dharma Aspect above. Weighing his options, he decided to first deal with the more threatening Azure Dragon and then slowly capture Bu Lin.
The two suspended wheels in his chest began to spin wildly, as the Ninthousand Primary Qi converged, transforming into an Innate Divine Sword, assaulting the Dragon’s reverse scales!