Chapter 357: Directly Beat to Death
Translator: Udong Editor: 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 fas.h.i.+on. 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 b.a.l.l.s 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 cl.u.s.ter 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 clas.h.i.+ng 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!"
He burst out a roar and forced his Level 9 Demon Slayer’s warrior power to explode. However, things didn’t get better, instead, another one dozen b.l.o.o.d.y holes were incurred on his body, turning him into a bleeding man. For the time being, scarlet and blackish blood streamed from all his body parts. The sudden burst of [Latent Thunder Fighting Technique] made it impossible for him to suppress the toxin applied by Duren Burg.
The venom which had lost control turned Qian Chenguang’s arm dark black all of a sudden and produced a fishy scent in the air.
The previous lofty confident look on Qian Chenguang’s face lost all its traces, as a sense of the fear of death was deeply written on his cheeks and in his pupils. The only idea left in his mind was to flee.
Flee from this team, which became appalling with the addition of Qian Jin. He had to come back to the Qian Family for a good rest before…
Puff! Puff! Puff…
Another three new blood holes appeared on Qian Chenguang’s body, smas.h.i.+ng his dream of fleeing here and gaining some petty advantages. He shook his ankles to conjure the [Sky Stealing Steps].
"Want to run away?" Qian Jin shook his shoulder, the resilience of which turned his exposed bones back to the muscles. Then he performed a move of [Innumerable Shadow] to fight with Qian Chenguang’s [Sky Stealing Steps].
Whoos.h.!.+ Whoos.h.!.+
Two bowstring vibrating noises came as Fanta Kunge
"How dare you, a Level 7 Demon Fighter challenge me?" Qian Chenguang felt desperately irritated. He used to be as strong enough to kill others like pinching an ant, but today he was forced to switch paths.
Demon Eye of Destruction.
Two black flames carrying strong lethality flashed through the air in a roaring sound, cutting off the other two potential escape routes of Qian Chenguang.
As the three prospective escape routes had all been obstructed, Qian Chenguang had to slow down his steps to avoid the three attacks which might cause him to be hurt severely or even die.
"Stay here."
After a shortstop, Qian Jin had reached behind Qian Chenguang. Lifting his intact arm over his head, he felt a stream of heat flux in his arm.
In the situation where he had no way forward and no way to retreat, Qian Chenguang’s ferocious spirits were summoned, making him an encaged beast. Paying no attention to the permeating venom and fighting technique’s shock, he started activating his warrior power unswervingly. He had made up his mind to kill Qian Jin or perish with him together.
"Please grant me ten times the force of gravity, my dear Qian Family’s Kun-fighting Technique."
The heavy gravity force befell Qian Jin all at once, suppressing his speed and all other strength. The explosive Kun-fighting Technique functioned even mightier than before.
Under the strong ten times force of gravity, the golden sand immediately sunk down. A large quant.i.ty of explosive fighting technique’s power was still being summoned by Qian Chenguang with his fist, otherwise, the force of gravity should have increased fifteen times or more.
Even if he was confronted with Qian Chenguang now, Qian Chenguang had sheer confidence that he could smash Qian Jin’s strike. He had blocked Qian Jin’s route with his lifted left hand. Moreover, he had conjured the smas.h.i.+ng power of Kun-fighting Technique, so it seemed to him that he could take Qian Jin’s strike by all means... "What is this?"
Qian Chenguang suddenly contracted his pupils and locked his eyes on the falling fist of Qian Jin which was distorted a little. It didn’t look like a fist, but a hammer used by the blacksmiths in their forging shops. At this moment, Qian Jin was just like a forge master wielding an iron hammer, but still, there were some differences.
Was this a fighting technique? Why did it seem like the clumsy tricks the uncouth and inexperienced blacksmiths used in their fighting?
Qian Chenguang moved his shoulder and moved his entire arm to envelope Qian Jin’s arm in a serpent-like fas.h.i.+on. Qian Jin looked at the incoming attack with sheer calmness. With the amount of time he spent practicing the First Hammering Technique of the [Eighteen Blade Elevating Strikes], he avoided the colossal arm effortlessly.
At this moment, Qian Chenguang’s head appeared like a piece of burned iron in Qian Jin’s eyes. He chopped at this enemy incisively.
It"s done. Qian Chenguang smelled the scent of h.e.l.l by instinct. While his heart was beating fiercely, he fastened his right fist in making the last strike. "We shall perish together!" Qian Chenguang thought to himself. Now that all your strength had been infused into this fist, the other arm of you must be lack warrior power.
Facing the approaching risk of death, Qian Chenguang flung his fist to beat Qian Jin’s fist on the chest, making the strong warrior power float here and there. He twitched his eyebrow for the last time in his life. How could he possess such strong warrior power? How could he impose his warrior power with a speed of one hundred thousand cycles on one fist for protection, while at the same time laying compelling pressing power on the other first?
Bang! The strike of [Eighteen Blade Elevating Strikes] hit Qian Chenguang on the head, triggering puddles of fluid of different colors like red and white to splash in the air. The last idea haunting Qian Chenguang’s mind involved Qian Jin’s two Warrior Hearts.
Dead. Qian Chenguang, the Level 9 Demon Slayer, with an Elf-king Bloodline Battle Form and power of a warrior and mage dual training, was ultimately defeated and killed off by Qian Jin with just two quick exchanges.
Lucifer Lucy rubbed her eye hard and looked to the staggering Qian Jin in the sand. How did everything happen? Actually, Qian Jin hadn’t recovered from the severe injuries and was in a state where he might be thrown into the Stars at any time. However, he finished off a lofty Level 9 Demon Fighter at the peak who had activated the Elf-king Bloodline Battle Form with just two fleeting exchanges.