God of Pets-Chapter 459: Unmoving Ming King Skill
"It’s my turn now." The corners of the Eighth King’s mouth curled into a wicked smile.
The punch from Chen Guan just now was indeed very strong, but the Eighth King could also see from that punch that Chen Guan had too little Good Karma, so it was almost impossible for the Eighth King to lose.
The bet was established, and the Good Karma Technique came into play.
Unless Chen Guan had enough Good Karma, no matter how strong his attack was, restricted by the rules of the Good Karma Technique, he couldn’t harm the Eighth King in the slightest.
Also, due to the rules of the Good Karma Technique, the Eighth King only needed to spend some Good Karma to easily push Chen Guan out of the ring.
Even if he didn’t exert much force, it didn’t matter because this is the Rule Power of the Good Karma Technique.
Chen Guan stood in place, using the Body Protection Divine Skill he created, and after much thought, he named this Composite Secret Skill as "Unmoving Ming King Skill."
The reason Chen Guan proposed such a gamble was that with the Unmoving Ming King Skill, no matter how strong the other’s power was, it couldn’t shake his body.
Of course, if the power was too strong, so strong that Chen Guan’s physique couldn’t withstand it, his body would explode directly, and the Unmoving Ming King Skill would naturally be ineffective.
Chen Guan had also witnessed the power of Grotto Heaven Powerhouses, which was indeed very strong, far beyond what he could reach.
However, most of the Eighth King’s power was confined within a tortoise shell, used to suppress the Nether Spring, so the power he could actually use shouldn’t be much.
If worst comes to worst and the Unmoving Ming King Skill can’t withstand it, he still has the Blood Burst Divine Skill.
"Throw the punch," Chen Guan said to the Eighth King.
The Eighth King chuckled and said, "To deal with you, I don’t even need to throw a punch, a single breath is enough."
With that, the Eighth King actually took a deep breath, then blew it towards Chen Guan.
This breath definitely had something special about it; the airflow turned into a gale that could uproot trees.
However, to a cultivator like Chen Guan, such a wind shouldn’t be much. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺
The Eighth King didn’t really intend to blow Chen Guan away with the wind but was waiting for the rules of the Good Karma Technique to take effect.
This breath of the Eighth King’s was a long one; he started full of confidence but felt something was off as he blew more and more.
By rights, the Good Karma Technique should have taken effect long ago, and Chen Guan should have been blown out of the ring.
Yet Chen Guan stood unmoving, and the gale couldn’t move his body at all.
"Something’s wrong... this is not right..." The Eighth King thought to himself that something was amiss, but since he had already spoken out, all he could do was blow desperately, nearly exhausting all the air in his chest.
Chen Guan remained unmoved, and the Good Karma Technique’s rules couldn’t shake the Unmoving Ming King Skill.
The Eighth King finally ran out of breath; his lips formed into a pout, trying hard to blow but no wind came out.
"Not bad, being able to withstand an old man’s Immortal Energy without falling means you are qualified to gamble with me." The Eighth King stood up straight and spoke solemnly.
Chen Guan smiled without saying a word; he had also realized that to win today, he couldn’t bypass the issue of Good Karma.
It’s clear that the Eighth King only blew at him because of the effect of Good Karma, thinking it would eliminate him, but he didn’t expect it couldn’t shake the Unmoving Ming King.
From this, Chen Guan deduced that to push the Eighth King out of the ring, he would need enough Good Karma.
Unfortunately, Chen Guan himself had pitifully little Good Karma, and this path was sure to be a dead end.
"I don’t have Good Karma, but the Good and Evil Asura Saber might be worth a try. This Secret Skill also involves the power of Good and Evil; it’s just unknown whether it would work on the Eighth King." Chen Guan thought to himself in deep contemplation.
"What are you standing there for, make a move." The Eighth King was waiting for Chen Guan to finish his move so he could seriously deal with Chen Guan.
"The Eighth King is using the power of Good Karma, so perhaps this Good Asura Saber would be useful against him," Chen Guan thought, and his right hand gathered a holy white saber light, which he swung towards the Eighth King.
The Eighth King stood with his hands behind his back, seemingly indifferent, but upon seeing the Good Asura Saber that Chen Guan had unleashed, his expression changed slightly: "Good-element Primordial Energy... how does this kid know such power..."
Clang!
The Good Asura Blade Energy struck the Eighth King, and unlike the previous Purple Qi from the East, it didn’t dissipate; it tore through the Eighth King’s clothes, clashing against his skin, which was golden and jade-like, before disappearing.
The Good Asura Blade Energy was only at Level 20, far inferior to the Purple Qi from the East in power, yet it was effective against the Eighth King.
Unfortunately, the power was still insufficient and couldn’t even break the Eighth King’s skin.
In fact, the Good Asura Blade Energy wasn’t known for its destructive power.
The greatest use of the Good Asura Blade Energy is actually as a scalpel; the flesh sliced by the Good Asura Blade Energy wouldn’t suffer from infections and could even heal faster.
So normally, Chen Guan hadn’t used the Good Asura Blade Energy; he most often used the Evil Asura Blade Energy, or the Combined Skill of the two.
Using the Good Asura Saber alone in front of people was a first, so there was no need to worry about anyone recognizing it.
Of course, Jiang Qiemo would be an exception; he could definitely recognize it at a glance.
"You know how to use the Power of Goodness too?" The Eighth King frowned, scrutinizing Chen Guan.
But the Eighth King wasn’t overly worried because Chen Guan’s power wasn’t strong enough, and his Power of Goodness had limitations, far from enough to break through the Good Karma Technique.
"It’s not that remarkable a technique, do you want to learn it? I’ll teach you." Chen Guan said calmly.
This sentence nearly made the Eighth King spit out his lungs; he was a master of the Good Karma Technique, and yet Chen Guan wanted to teach him how to use the Power of Goodness - wasn’t that like teaching Confucius to read?
"No wonder he wasn’t moved by the rules of the Good Karma Technique, he is actually an expert in this field as well. But if you think you can provoke me, you’re sorely mistaken." The Eighth King looked intensely, secretly channeling the power of Good Karma.
He thought Chen Guan was using the Power of Goodness to withstand the Good Karma Technique.
As long as he invested more Good Karma, he should be able to break through Chen Guan’s Power of Goodness and push him out of the game.
Earlier, he assumed Chen Guan didn’t have much Good Karma, so he used only a small amount. Now, he knew better than to act at random.
This time, the Eighth King gathered a considerable amount of Good Karma, intending to push Chen Guan out of the ring in one move.
With a turn of his thoughts, the Eighth King puffed up his cheeks again, blowing another breath towards Chen Guan.
With the rules of Good Karma, as long as he invested enough Good Karma, overwhelming Chen Guan’s Power of Goodness, he could easily sweep him out of the game.
But little did he know, Chen Guan’s ability to withstand the rules of the Good Karma Technique relied on the Unmoving Mountain Dominating Body of the Unmoving Ming King Skill; unless his body exploded, there was no way he could move an inch.
Whoosh!
The gale blew against Chen Guan with enough force to blow away houses, yet Chen Guan stood amid the wind as if pinned to the ground, unmoved.
"Is this kid’s Power of Goodness so strong? What exactly is his background?" The Eighth King didn’t look well.
These Good Karmas were painstakingly absorbed from other cultivators, most of which had to be fed into the tortoise shell to suppress the Nether Spring, leaving only a small portion for himself.
With each bit consumed, the Eighth King felt his heart ache.
