Chapter Seventy-Eight: So-called Genius?
my without much thought. He only wanted to use the power of Cangxing Martial Academy to protect Ling Feiyu from the pursuit of Xueshaltang.But…When he learned that Cangxing Martial Academy was going t...Yun Hao's casual remark suddenly ignited Yun Shao Yang's anger.
Today, he made a big show of coming here. He is the head of the Yun family, and I thought it was just a trivial matter. However, he kept failing one after another, which has made him extremely frustrated.
Now...in his eyes, Yun Hao is nothing but trash. He even says he isn't worthy to let Yun Hao draw his sword...
Yun Shaoyang let out a low growl and took a step forward with a sudden burst of force.
"Boom!"
The point where the foot met the ground sent a powerful gust of air rippling outwards.
"Click!"
"Click!"
"Snap!"
Cracks spread across the ground.
Yun Shaoyang surged forward, churning up a white wave of energy. He reached out and grasped the vine spirit essence in his hand.
"Thousand Vines Technique!"
As Yun Shaoyang's vine spirit in his hand waved, countless vine phantoms instantly appeared in the air.
Tendrils, twisted and spiraling, reach towards Yun Hao like countless eerie hands.
This is an intermediate-level martial art, focusing on being unpredictable and elusive. Though it may not be strong in direct combat, it excels at trapping and restraining opponents.
Yun Shaoyang, relying on this Thousand Vines Technique, could even stand undefeated against opponents at the second and third level of the Gathering Spirit Realm.
If the opponent makes even a slight mistake and is restricted by the illusory figures created by the Thousand Vines Technique, they will become fish on his chopping board, at his mercy!
Facing the twisting and writhing vines in phantom form.
Yun Hao's expression remained unchanged.
With a thought, the sword energy within his body surged out instantly.
A menacing aura surrounded him within three feet.
One by one, phantom vines whipped and coiled in.
"Bang!"
"Slap!"
"Bang!"
A crisp sound, followed by another.
The vine phantoms shattered and broke apart!
There was not a single vine phantom that could intrude within three feet of Yun Hao!
Yun ShaoYang's face changed slightly.
A flash of cold light crossed his eyes.
"Thousand Vines Technique, Dragon Vortex!"
With a loud shout, Yun Shaoyang's hands suddenly formed seals. Instantly, the countless vines in the air, as if suddenly finding their master, converged together violently.
Tendrils of spectral vines, twisting and swirling, coalesced into a colossal vine resembling a monstrous dragon!
This vine, like a dragon, gives off a sense of vigor.
This move, the Dragon's Twister, is a devastating technique from the Thousand Vines Art!
Yun Shaoyang's throat emitted a low growl, controlling this serpent-like vine, with a frenzied ferocity, bursting forth with vicious and fierce impact.
Yun Hao remained rooted to the spot, not even shifting his feet. He raised his right arm, index and middle fingers extended like a sword point, meeting the vine dragon head-on!
Compared to Yun Shao Yang's ferocious momentum, Yun Hao's pointed sword finger was far too casual.
Just like waving one's sleeves!
However, just as the finger pointed at.
A crisp and clear sword cry echoed through the air.
A sharp and menacing aura gathered, a blade of energy erupting from his fingertips!
sword energy was inhaled and exhaled, setting off a dazzling expanse of sword light.
A blade light, one layer after another, nine layers of radiant waves merged together in an instant.
Nine Swords of the Stacking Waves!
As Yun Hao's cultivation level increased, even without using his sword, he could perfectly execute this move with just his sword qi!
Under the convergence of nine layers of light waves, Yun Hao's casually pointed finger unleashed a surge of sword energy that reached its peak. The sword energy pierced straight through the vine, which writhed like a dragon.
When the two forces came into contact, there was not even a hint of power clashing.
Because... under Yun Hao's sword energy, Yun Shaoyang's vine, which was like a dragon, quickly vanished inch by inch, from head to tail, like a sand sculpture!
This is absolute domination of power levels!
When this dragon vine completely disappears.
Yun Hao's sword qi, with a "poof," pierced through Yun Shao Yang's palm that was gripping the massive Jiao Long vine!
"Ah!"
Yun Shaoyang cried out in pain, his figure retreating dozens of meters!
His meticulously combed hair was now in disarray, his pale face etched with a palpable fear. Even his luxurious garments were torn by an invisible edge, revealing an uncharacteristic vulnerability.
Yun Shao Yang raised his palm.
On the palm of his right hand, there was a transparent hole bleeding profusely. The wound still contained sword energy, each strand like a tiny blade constantly tearing at his flesh and blood. The excruciating pain twisted Yun Shaoyang's face!
"Yunhao!"
Yun Shao Yang growled in anger.
His aura suddenly surged, increasing dramatically.
Just now, he only used 50% of his power, but as a result, he was injured by Yun Hao's effortless sword energy.
As for what he just said about Yun Hao accepting his five-tenths of strength in three moves, it had already been dismissed from his mind. Right now, Yun Shaoyang only had one thought: he absolutely had to suppress Yun Hao.
He was a genius of the Yun family and was somewhat well-known among the younger generation in the entire Beihan County.
If today's events were to get out, and it was said that he had been wounded by a distant, illegitimate son of the Yun family, then his future would be forever marred as a laughingstock.
Yun Shaoyang, who unleashed all his power, had fine blood vessels visible in his eyes.
"You're insidious and despicable, hiding your true strength. But it won't do you any good, you pathetic waste of space. You belong wallowing in the mud forever!"
Yun Shao Yang roared, his whole body surging with energy. The vine spirit became even thicker and its power soared greatly, resembling a ferocious beast as it charged towards Yun Hao.
Raging energy, twisted into thick vines, was grasped in Yun Shao Yang's hand and lashed out viciously!
"Boom!"
Air roared, like thunder rolling.
Yun Shao Yang's power struck Yun Hao's body suddenly, creating a deep ravine in the ground beneath his feet.
"This, is what they call the Yun family's prodigy"
A calm voice, laced with disdain, arose from behind Yun Shaoyang, reaching his ears.
Yun Shaoyang's face changed drastically.
Only then did he realize that he had only hit Yun Hao's afterimage...
Yun Shaoyang suddenly turned his head.
A sword qi rapidly enlarged in his pupils!
"Pfft!"
Sword Qi cut through Yun Shaoyang's chest with a crisp and decisive sound, the powerful force flinging him backwards.
"Bang!"
Finally, Yun Shao Yang's body slammed onto the ground, rolling several times.
He struggled to get up.
Inside him, it was like countless swords were piercing through. With any exertion, the pain intensified tenfold or even a hundredfold!
He abandoned the thought of getting up, lying on the ground, lifting his head, his eyes filled with hatred and resentment, staring straight at Yun Hao.
"Woof!"
"Woof!"
Xiao Hei roared a few times, leaped into the air, and landed directly on Yun Shao Yang's head, plopping down with his rear end.
"Bang!"
Yun Shaoyang's head was forcefully smashed into the ground by the force of Xiao Hei sitting down on him.
Little Black said with great disdain, "What a crappy brain! It's actually hurting my dog butt!"
He said.
His butt started to shake wildly.
Yun Shao Yang struggled beneath Xiao Hei, but it was to no avail.
At this time.
Yunhao suddenly frowned and looked into the distance.
In his sensing, a powerful aura was rushing towards this direction.
"Neverending, is it"
Yun Hao murmured softly, a cold arc curving at the corner of his mouth! the sword is omnipresent, even the flowing air seems to contain the sword's qi and intent!Among them, the most eye-catching are the three mountain peaks.One peak is peerless in its sharpness, another...