Chapter 438 - 435: His Damage Isn’t Normal
Chapter 438: Chapter 435: His Damage Isn’t Normal
BANG!
A crimson wave of energy shot out with the palm strike. The moment it landed, it exploded with a ROAR, and the fiery light instantly engulfed Hu Xun.
Hu Xun, who was focused on fighting the [Poisonous Chain], had nowhere to dodge. His entire body was set alight by the golden-red Three-second Fire. The searing flames pulsed with damage every second, each pulse draining nearly twenty thousand of his Qi Blood.
"Damn it, this fire can’t be put out!"
Hu Xun’s face paled in horror. He frantically surged his blood energy, trying to extinguish the flames on his body, but it was useless.
There was nothing to be done. This was the unique characteristic of [Three-second Fire]: it could only burn for three seconds, but it was also guaranteed to burn for three seconds.
Other flames might have the ability to burn continuously, but they could be easily extinguished by an energy stronger than the flame itself, especially a high-intensity water-elemental energy.
But Three-second Fire was different. Its innate rule dictated that it could only burn for three seconds, and it would burn for those three seconds, unaffected by anything.
Seeing his Qi Blood drop by over eighty thousand in an instant, Hu Xun’s expression turned grim. While the fire burned, the Poisonous Chain had already constricted around him. More importantly, Feng Hao’s Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms was coming.
"Hidden Dragon, Do Not Act—!"
It was the perfect opportunity, and Feng Hao certainly wasn’t going to waste it. He raised his hand and unleashed the fifth palm, "Hidden Dragon, Do Not Act." A dark golden dragon shadow roared past, instantly reducing Hu Xun to half health.
But Hu Xun was Hu Xun, after all. As the Ghost Realm’s greatest genius after Young Master Ghost, he wouldn’t be defeated so easily.
Besides, Feng Hao had already been beaten to critical health. Although he had turtled up using "Shadow Stealth" to recover some, he was still in a critical state.
Right now, all he had to do was land a single hit on Feng Hao to win.
But who was Feng Hao?
As the number one expert in *Mage*, he had a wealth of PK experience. What kind of dangerous situation hadn’t he seen before?
SWISH! SWISH!
The instant Hu Xun counterattacked, Feng Hao whipped out his twin daggers. He executed a horizontal [Rapid Shadow Slash], coordinating it with high-frequency shuffle steps. His "Shadow Strike" traced a graceful arc, dodging Hu Xun’s pouncing ghost-shadows as he followed up with a backhanded [Moon Wheel Dance].
Hu Xun’s expression flickered with alarm. He hastily transformed into a blood shadow and fled, the ghost- and blood-shadows howling around his body, tearing the winding [Poisonous Chain] to shreds.
’A Divine Soul Weapon?’ Through his Crystal Eye’s analysis, Hu Xun could clearly see the damage to his Qi Blood.
Compared to the earlier Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Feng Hao’s damage had more than doubled. It was shocking. Feng Hao was only level forty-four. Even with a Divine Soul Weapon, his power shouldn’t be this terrifying.
At that moment, the crowd of spectators was completely dumbfounded.
This was especially true for Zhou Chen. He hadn’t paid much mind to Dugu Xiao’s earlier analysis. After all, he had already obtained the [Overlord Sword] inheritance and his future seemed bright.
But seeing this scene unfold, he was utterly stunned. He felt like he and Feng Hao were on completely different levels.
’How on earth did this guy do it?’ Zhou Chen asked himself over and over.
In his mind, aside from combat techniques and experience, Feng Hao was inferior to him in every other aspect.
And yet, this was the same guy with extremely poor aptitude who had always kept him suppressed. Even after joining Thousand Blades Valley, nothing had changed. In fact, the gap between them was only widening.
Nearby, Yu Xiaoxiao’s beautiful eyes widened, locked on Feng Hao, and filled with disbelief.
When she first met Feng Hao, he was just a clueless blockhead who sold potions. She never imagined that after not seeing him for just over a year, he would become so powerful.
"His damage is a little unnatural, isn’t it?" Yu Xiaoxiao murmured.
"’A little’ unnatural? It’s completely abnormal," Dugu Xiao thought, inwardly shocked. ’Setting aside the issue of how quickly his ’Dark Energy’ path has developed, with his current level and equipment, this kind of damage should be impossible... unless his genetic root system is different from an ordinary person’s.’
Hearing this, Zhou Chen shook his head and gave a wry smile. "No, no, if I remember correctly, Feng Hao’s aptitude is extremely poor. Eight of his ten major root systems are at rock bottom. Even his meridian and agility root systems are mediocre at best."
"This..." Dugu Xiao’s entire body shuddered, his eyes wide with astonishment. "Could it be some powerful bloodline talent?"
"He does have a bloodline, but it’s an ocular-type. And from what I can see, he hasn’t even activated it," Zhou Chen said truthfully.
Upon hearing this, all the disciples of Thousand Blades Valley gasped, and the way they looked at Feng Hao completely changed.
Meanwhile, the battle between Feng Hao and Hu Xun had reached a fever pitch. With daggers in hand, Feng Hao was like a different person. His movements were fluid and graceful, like a ghost or a phantom, as he weaved between the blood-shadows and ghost-shadows.
Hu Xun, too, was finally realizing just how terrifying Feng Hao was. A pressure he had never felt before began to rise in his heart.
This was a pressure he had only ever felt when facing his senior brother, Young Master Ghost!
’This won’t do. This kid’s "Shadow" Secret Technique is too annoying. I have to end this quickly,’ Hu Xun thought grimly. As his Magic Power surged, his blood energy began to boil.
Immediately after, boundless blood energy formed a pair of blood-red wings on his back. The wings didn’t flap; instead, they spun around Hu Xun like blades, flinging out a ring of blood-red, Sword Qi-like energy at incredible speed.
Such a 360-degree attack was naturally hard to dodge, but Feng Hao was Feng Hao. He directly entered his "Shadow Stealth" state, cutting off Hu Xun’s attempt to follow up. He then leaped into the air, dodging the attack of blood-red energy. While airborne, he chained "Shadow Strike" into a diagonal Rapid Shadow Slash, aiming straight for Hu Xun’s vitals.
Although Feng Hao’s "Shadow Stealth" was powerful, Hu Xun could still vaguely sense his position with his superior Divine Sense.
"Perfect timing!"
Seeing Feng Hao slash downward, Hu Xun swung a blood-red demonic claw, grabbing for him.
Unfortunately, Feng Hao had already anticipated this. As he dove down, the Three-second Fire shot out from between his eyebrows, blooming into layers of flame.
Knowing the terrifying damage of the Three-second Fire, Hu Xun didn’t dare to face it head-on. He hurriedly withdrew his blood-red demonic claw, transformed into a streak of blood, and retreated backward at high speed.
’Trying to run? Don’t you know "Shadow Strike" has no CD?’
Feng Hao gave a cold smile. He had already calculated his remaining Magic Power. He dashed forward with two "Shadow Strikes" plus a Rapid Shadow Slash. He first used [Moon Wheel Dance] to tank Hu Xun’s knockback Secret Technique, then immediately followed up with a burst combo.
PFFT! PFFT! PFFT...
A series of terrifying damage numbers appeared above Hu Xun’s head. His Qi Blood was instantly depleted, and even his life force suffered considerable damage.
The pitiful Hu Xun didn’t even have time to react before he collapsed weakly to the ground, spitting up mouthfuls of blood.
"Tsk tsk, is this an elite disciple of the Ghost Realm? Doesn’t seem like much to me!" Feng Hao twirled the dagger in his hand and shot a contemptuous glance at Hu Xun.
Hu Xun’s face was ashen. He felt like he had completely lost face.
Not far away, the Ghost Realm disciples finally snapped back to their senses. With no time to be shocked, they rushed forward in a swarm, forming a wall in front of Hu Xun. In an instant, the arena was filled with demonic shadows and howling evil spirits. The air crackled with hostility.
"Oh? So one isn’t enough, you’re coming as a group?" Feng Hao sneered. "Come on, then. All of you, at once!"