Chapter 1180 - Three Moves
King of Gods
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Chapter 1180 â Three Moves
The groups from the Blue Scaled Race and Golden-Armed Race moved back several dozen miles.
Those from the Golden-Armed Race thought well of Zhao Feng. Zhao Feng had even managed to chase after Hou Qing. Although it might have been due to the azure-robed elderâs help, Zhao Fengâs own strength was definitely not as simple as it seemed.
The Blue Scaled Race members were obviously very confident in themselves. One had to know that Quasi-God Lan Ye had the record of killing a Rank Two True God before. How could a measly peak Mystic Light Realm block three moves from Quasi-God Lan Ye?
However, what the Blue Scaled Race didnât know was that Zhao Feng had also killed a Rank Two True God before, and it was the extremely power True God Guili who cultivated the Dao of Ghosts.
âThereâs still time for you to reconsider. If you kneel on the ground and give the Water Lines Sacred Spirit Flower to me, the Blue Scaled Race wonât kill you!â Quasi-God Lan Ye looked down from above with an arrogant expression. To him, fighting against a peak Mystic Light Realm was a humiliation.
âIf the Blue Scaled Race could kill me, they would have long ago!â Zhao Feng revealed a faint smile. He was obviously looking down on the Blue Scaled Race. They had met twice, but they hadnât managed to kill him either time.
âYou donât know whatâs good for you, do you!?â Quasi-God Lan Yeâs eyes were cold. Zhao Fengâs attitude made him unhappy. He was going to crush Zhao Feng under his feet in order to release the anger in his heart.
âGreen Wave Palm!â A ripple of green water surged around Quasi-God Lan Ye and merged into his right palm.
Boom!
A wave containing limitless power shot out from this palm. The palm seemed to contain an ancient figure. While this palm seemed casual, it contained a wisp of Quasi-God Lan Yeâs bloodline power because he wanted to utterly crush Zhao Feng as much as possible without using a hidden card.
âEarth Lightning Sacred Armor!â Zhao Feng immediately circulated his Sacred Lightning Body and the Earth of Wind Lightning to form a sparkling dark yellow armor of lightning around himself.
Boom! Weng~~~
Zhao Fengâs Earth Lightning Sacred Armor shattered after a moment, and Quasi-God Lan Yeâs palm landed on Zhao Fengâs chest.
Deng! Deng! Deng!
Zhao Feng retreated three steps and stabilized his figure. His face was pale-white.
âYour luck isnât bad. You actually managed to take that palm!â Quasi-God Lan Yeâs eyes were calm.
âLooks like Zhao Feng will definitely lose!â
âQuasi-God Lan Yeâs palm was just a test!â
The three elders of the Blue Scaled Race talked to each another as pride and smugness radiated from them.
The Golden-Armed Race trio had grim gazes. From the looks of it, Zhao Feng wasnât having it easy.
âHeâs hiding his strength!â At this moment, the tall male from the Golden-Armed Race sent a message to the other two.
âSo thatâs how it is!â Yu Hen nodded his head. Based on Zhao Fengâs display before, he shouldâve been able to block that palm, but Zhao Feng purposely pretended he couldnât.
âThe second move!â Quasi-God Lan Ye said with a proud expression.
Hu!
Quasi-God Lan Ye waved his hand, and limitless laws of water were grabbed by him. After understanding Zhao Fengâs strength, Quasi-God Lan Ye was sure that he could defeat Zhao Feng with this move.
Boom!
Quasi-God Lan Ye instantly activated the bloodline of the Blue Scaled Race. The blue scales on his body became more distinct, and his skin became darker like the color of the ocean.
âLose!â Quasi-God Lan Ye immediately attacked, unleashing a terrifying palm of water that howled toward Zhao Feng.
âEarth Lightning Sacred Armor, Sacred Lightning Protection!â Zhao Feng instantly revealed an expression as if he was giving it his all. He used two defensive techniques and unleashed more power from his Sacred Lightning Body.
Boom! Peng!
The palm clashed with the defense. After interacting for a while, Zhao Fengâs defense was shattered, and the remaining power slammed into Zhao Fengâs body.
Deng! Deng!
This time, Zhao Feng retreated four steps, and his expression became uglier like he had reached his limit.
âHmm? You blocked it?â Quasi-God Lan Ye was surprised. Zhao Feng only barely managed to block the first move, but the power of his second move was at least double that of before. Zhao Feng still blocked it?
It wasnât just Quasi-God Lan Ye that was surprised; the three elders and the Hu brothers were also extremely surprised. They could sense the difference between the moves, but Zhao Feng barely managed to block them both.
âHe estimated the strength of Quasi-God Lan Yeâs attacks, so he can âbarelyâ manage to block them every time!â The tall male from the Golden-Armed Race messaged the other two.
âZhao Feng has such a skill?â Yu Hen was shocked.
The only explanation as to why Zhao Feng could perfectly block both attacks of differing power was because he had accurately calculated the attacking power of Quasi-God Lan Yeâs moves both times. If Zhao Feng showed strong battle-power from the start, then Quasi-God Lan Ye would use his full strength and hidden cards as well, making it harder to block.
âWhat good planning!â The girl in pink smiled.
âYou shall lose with the third move!â Quasi-God Lan Yeâs eyebrows furrowed. The brat in front of him was slightly weird. He actually managed to block two moves in a row.
Weng~~
The bloodline power coming from Quasi-God Lan Ye became even stronger as the nearby waves and Intent started to rise. Everyone knew that Quasi-God Lan Ye was going to use a divine technique now.
âLan Ye, that brat is calculating the power of your attacks. Heâs only acting like heâs injured. Donât be fooled by him. Use an ultimate move right away!â Right at this moment, a Rank Three True God from the Blue Scaled Race sent a message to Quasi-God Lan Ye.
âWhat?â An explosion sounded in Quasi-God Lan Yeâs mind. Although he couldnât believe that, when he thought about it, it mustâve been true.
This was what was meant by âThose that are involved canât see the situation well while those watching could see everything clearly.â Quasi-God Lan Ye was far more talented than the elders, but he couldnât tell what was happening.
However, Quasi-God Lan Ye didnât make any rash moves after learning this. He acted as if he was still going to use a regular divine technique.
âGreen Ripple Palm!â Quasi-God Lan Ye thrust out his palm, but immediately afterward, a faint blue long sword appeared in his hands and rippled with a cold flow of water.
âSlash!â Quasi-God Lan Ye instantly circulated his bloodline Divine Power when he took out the divine weapon and slashed out. No one could react in time.
âShameless!â Yu Hen revealed a disdainful expression. The prodigy of the Blue Scaled Race who had the strength of a peak Rank Two True God had to use such a shameless technique against a peak Mystic Light Realm.
âHehehe!â The three elders from the Blue Scaled Race revealed faint smiles. They didnât think that Quasi-God Lan Ye would use an ultimate move at the last moment. Zhao Feng might very likely be killed by Quasi-God Lan Ye.
All their attention was drawn to Quasi-God Lan Ye.
Weng~~ Whoosh!
The dark blue sword-light slashed toward Zhao Feng with limitless cold water. However, everyone was surprised to find a long black sword in Zhao Fengâs hand.
Weng~ Weng!
Lightning-Fire Obliteration poured into the long black sword as the green lines on it started to glow.
Whoosh! Shua!
Zhao Feng slashed out a scarlet-golden light after activating his Sacred Lightning Body.
Boom!
Two terrifying sword moves clashed, unleashing a wave of power in every direction. Two nearby giant trees were instantly cut apart.
Weng~ Boom!
A faint scarlet-golden light sped toward Quasi-God Lan Ye amidst the storm of destruction.
âYou... how is this possible!?â Quasi-God Lan Ye was in shock and disbelief as he was pushed back several steps by Zhao Fengâs sword blow. Blood leaked out from his mouth.
Quasi-God Lan Ye touched the injuries on his body in a daze. He had been injured by a peak Mystic Light Realm!
âYou dare to injure me!?â Quasi-God Lan Yeâs bloodline power started to burn as a terrifying ancient pressure crushed forward.
âWhat? The geniuses of the Blue Scaled Race donât keep their word?â Yu Hen activated his Golden-Armed Race bloodline and stood next to Zhao Feng. Even he hadnât thought that Zhao Feng had hidden himself so deeply. Yu Hen finally realized that, when Quasi-God Lan Ye was preparing for the third move, Zhao Feng had already taken out his full strength as well, so he wasnât scared by Quasi-God Lan Yeâs sudden change of attack.
What surprised him even more was that both parties had used a divine weapon to unleash their attacks, but Zhao Fengâs attack had the advantage. Although Quasi-God Lan Ye hadnât made enough preparations, Quasi-God Lan Yeâs Divine Power was obviously stronger than Zhao Fengâs. This meant that the quality of Zhao Fengâs divine weapon was better than Quasi-God Lan Yeâs.
âLan Ye, stop!â At this moment, the three elders from the Blue Scaled Race called out. They were all enraged and unwilling as well, but they werenât confident that they could kill all five in front of them. Once the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods learned that the Blue Scaled Race had attacked the opposing party after losing a bet, even if they managed to kill Zhao Feng in the end, the Blue Scaled Race would lose a lot of reputation and trust.
If they could kill the five in front of them, the three elders wouldnât stop Quasi-God Lan Ye. However, the fight between Quasi-God Lan Ye and Zhao Feng seemed to attract other experts in Phoenix Forest.
âZhao Feng, I â Quasi-God Lan Ye â will remember you!â Quasi-God Lan Ye suppressed the anger in his heart as his expression calmed down, but the cold killing intent in his eyes became stronger.
Whoosh!
A golden crystal pearl flew toward Zhao Feng as the Blue Scaled Raceâs group departed.
âIt is indeed a Metal God Crystal!â Zhao Feng looked at the sparkling golden crystal pearl in his hand and put it into his interspatial dimension.
Clap! Clap!
Clapping sounded right after the Blue Scaled Raceâs group left.
âBrother Yu Hen, what force is this genius from? Quickly introduce him to me!â A figure in black descended.
âQuasi-God Jian Feng!â Yu Henâs gaze focused as he looked at this casual figure.
âI met Brother Zhao along the way. He was chasing after Hou Qing, and we decided to join forces....â Yu Hen started to introduce Zhao Feng, but he realized that he didnât actually know that much about Zhao Feng, so he could only say a few sentences.
Seeing that Yu Hen treated this person so solemnly, Zhao Feng knew that the opposing partyâs strength must be extremely great, so Zhao Feng inspected him closely.
âChasing after Hou Qing?â Quasi-God Jian Feng paused for a moment as he looked at Zhao Feng.
Quasi-God Jian Feng was from the Sky Haze Race, which was a peak four-star power like the Sky Water Yao Race. Hou Qingâs name wasnât simple. It wasnât much if Zhao Feng managed to defeat Quasi-God Lan Ye, but it was completely different if he dared to chase after Hou Qing.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Yu Hen also didnât say what race Zhao Feng was from. Could it be that Zhao Fengâs force was extremely strong even by their standards?
That must be the case, or else why would he dare to come to Phoenix Forest? Phoenix Forest is one of the main targets of the Sky Water Yao Race, and they have many members here! Quasi-God Jian Feng paid more attention to Zhao Feng.
âBrother Yu Hen, you only have five people. Itâll be hard for you to find great fortune in Phoenix Forest. Come help the Sky Haze Race!â Quasi-God Jian Feng spoke.
Quasi-God Jian Feng had originally been discussing how to attack the phoenix nest in the center regions when he sensed the bloodline of the Golden-Armed Race by accident, so he came over to have a look. The battle-power of everyone from the Golden-Armed Race was high. If they were willing to help the Sky Haze Race, their chances of successfully attacking the center phoenix nest would be higher.
âBrother Zhao, the Sky Haze Race that Quasi-God Jian Feng is from is preparing to attack the center of Phoenix Forest. Letâs go have a look!â Yu Hen looked at Zhao Feng, as if asking for his thoughts.
âThe center of Phoenix Forest!â Zhao Fengâs heart moved. Only a peak four-star power would dare to attack the central phoenix nest, and the whole reason Zhao Feng had come to Phoenix Forest was to obtain some benefits.