The Invincible Supreme Medical God-Chapter 1161 - 612: The Correct Method
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Yan Xiaobao indeed knew nothing about sword techniques. But he understood the control art of the Violet Qi Cauldron, light in weight, light in weight. He knew that although leaves couldn't lift wood, if you rolled them up, they might lift a small stone. Moreover, if you tore the leaves into strips and wove them together, they could lift heavier rocks!
He knew the correct method of manipulating spiritual power!
Sometimes, mastering one technique is better than knowing thousands. At the Qi Condensation stage… his skill combined with his immortal silver skin made him invincible!
BOOOOOOOOOMMM!
A deafening explosion shook the entire area, and countless stones were thrown into the air. Yan Xiaobao's single blade strike became the storm for Shangguan Tianyou's Five Sword Dragon. The Sword Dragon twisted and then exploded into countless pieces, and the storm continued, directly striking Shangguan Tianyou's face.
Yan Xiaobao stood there, his hair whipping in the wind, his expression calm. He didn't clutch his back or flick his sleeve. He just stood there, as calm as ice. This was a scene forever engraved in the minds of all disciples on the North and South Shore.
"Is that really... Yan Xiaobao?" Everyone felt like their minds were about to burst. The South Shore was shaken. All the disciples who truly knew Yan Xiaobao felt like they suddenly didn't know the person standing in front of them. He seemed like a stranger. The Yan Xiaobao they remembered liked being called Uncle Bai. He was someone a bit annoying, making everyone feel like giving him a good beating. This person was completely different.
Sighs could be heard from the North Shore audience. The disciples there stared blankly, their minds spinning. Although they hadn't known Yan Xiaobao for long, he had given them the impression of being completely shameless. In stark contrast, the person they saw now shook them to their core.
On the balcony, Zheng Yuandong's eyes shone with extraordinary light. The expressions on the faces of other Peak Lords were extremely serious, while Li Qinghou smiled as he watched. A warm feeling filled his heart, accompanied by a sense of pride.
All the other elders also looked on with solemn eyes.
Shangguan Tianyou soared over the arena floor, coughing up blood, his eyes blank. He couldn't believe that he and everyone else had lost to the Yan Xiaobao he utterly despised. He was injured, but the humiliation he felt exceeded the pain of his wounds. Just as he was about to leave the arena floor, he let out a strong shout.
"The battle isn't over yet, Yan Xiaobao!" With that, he clenched his teeth and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. His hair instantly withered, and at the same time, he used his hands to form a spell. After a moment, he trembled as a light of blood shot out from the top of his head!
The light soared above him, transforming into a Blood Sword!
Many disciples in the audience immediately recognized what they saw. "One of the Ten Great Secret Magic! The True Self Sword!"
"Hellfiend Formation!" Shangguan Tianyou's hands blurred as he cast another spell and then pointed towards Yan Xiaobao. In an instant, the Blood Sword transformed into countless drops of blood, swirling into a massive sword before shooting towards Yan Xiaobao with a piercing whistle.
Yan Xiaobao merely extended his right hand and pointed with his index finger.
In front of him, the air twisted as a gigantic pot appeared. Although it was ethereal, it seemed nearly tangible. The intricate designs covering its surface were clearly visible, making it look very realistic.
"Violet Qi Cauldron Summoning!? Heavens!"
"This is too real! That's not an ordinary Violet Qi Cauldron Summoning, that's level two!" Surprised cries could be heard from the South Shore audience, especially from the disciples of Violet Cauldron Peak.
As the violet cauldron and the blood sword collided, gasps from the North Shore audience could be heard, leading to a deafening boom that filled the air. Shangguan Tianyou let out a tragic scream as he was sent flying back, blood spurting from his mouth.
Yan Xiaobao's expression was as indifferent as when he stood on the arena floor, watching as the gigantic cauldron gradually disappeared. Meanwhile, Ghostfang's eyes suddenly began to flicker, and without another word, he flew across from Yan Xiaobao.
He said, "Shangguan Tianyou is too weak to continue fighting." "Let's make things simple... start the battle now!" Even as these words left his mouth, black mist began to surge around him, forming numerous sinister ghosts that emitted silent screams.
The ghosts' appearances were utterly evil. Some had disheveled hair, some had green skin, and some looked like rotting corpses. Some even held their own heads. They were terrifying to the extreme.
The entire arena floor began to fill with an aura of death, causing the disciples on both shores to feel a chill in their hearts.
As things happened, countless figures flew out from the crowds on both sides, their faces extremely serious. They were not Outer Sect disciples, but inner disciples from the South Shore and the North Shore, who were very interested in the final battle of the election!
Even the divine senses of the main elders at the top of Daoseed Mountain were fully concentrated on the arena floor.
All eyes were on Yan Xiaobao and the ghosts!
Yan Xiaobao slowly turned to face the ghosts, his expression serious. During the selection battle, he had seen Ghostfang fight multiple times, each time astonishing. His single finger nearly killed Lu Tianlei, and that was with only seventy percent of his power.
