Chapitre 281: Chapter 281: The Power of Hidden Weapons
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In just a few seconds, the events that unfolded left the three bystanders astonished. What surprised them was not the fact that Zeng Yi was able to react within such a short time. After all, Zeng Yi was a Spirit Ancestor with strength far surpassing this realm. If he couldn't react in time, they would be even more surprised. What amazed them was Ning Rongrong's swift attack methods.
Chen Xin and Gu Rong were both Titled Douluo, and their eyesight went without saying. Although Ning Fengzhi was considered a support Spirit Master, he was a Spirit Saint with a spirit power level reaching seventy-nine. His eyesight was also able to capture his daughter's method of attack. The precise techniques used by Ning Rongrong surprised him greatly.
All three could tell that Ning Rongrong's previous attack was formidable in power. Combined with the concealed methods, it was difficult to defend against. Even a Spirit Ancestor would be caught off guard and potentially perish if not careful.
If they didn't know Ning Rongrong well, they would have mistaken her for an agile attack-type Spirit Master rather than a support Spirit Master.
Now, Ning Fengzhi finally understood why his daughter had claimed to have strength comparable to that of a Attack Spirit Master.
"Do you really think you've succeeded?" Zeng Yi's mocking words reached Ning Rongrong's ears, making her feel a prickling sensation but also helpless. Thinking that she could harm him with just this level of attack against Zeng Yi was a bit presumptuous. Ning Rongrong knew that even with the Seven Monsters of Shrek Academy joining forces, it would be hard to defeat this guy, let alone herself as just a support Spirit Master.
However, Ning Rongrong didn't dare to think about defeating Zeng Yi. She just wanted to make this arrogant guy experience some hardship.
To deal with someone like him, ordinary methods wouldn't work, and extraordinary means were necessary.
Ning Rongrong squinted at Zeng Yi and smiled "Hehe, the silver needles I shot were coated with poison, you know~"
However, Zeng Yi's expression didn't change at all; he remained calm and composed. "I knew that already. These weapons were all made by Tang San, and that guy loves these kinds of small tricks. Did you think I wouldn't be prepared?"
Then, Zeng Yi's left hand, as white as jade, ignited a faint black smoke from between his fingers. The poison coating on the silver needles began to take effect. However, Zeng Yi's fingers were unharmed, exquisite as jade and gleaming.
Ding ding ding~
Zeng Yi released his fingers, and the silver needles fell to the ground, emitting a small and crisp sound. It was at this moment that Ning Rongrong also noticed Zeng Yi's jade-white hand, and her pupils couldn't help but contract.
"Why does your hand look like Tang San's? Did Tang San teach you his unique skill?" Ning Rongrong asked in astonishment. She remembered that Tang San could transform his hand into a color resembling white jade. She had heard Tang San mention this unique skill called Mysterious Jade Hand, which, once mastered, would make it impenetrable to weapons and immune to toxins.
Back then, Ning Rongrong had begged Tang San to teach her the Mysterious Jade Hand. However, Tang San had refused, saying he would only teach her if she joined the Tang Sect. As an heir of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, how could she join another sect or force? So she gave up.
But how did Zeng Yi know this move? Based on Ning Rongrong's understanding of him, it didn't seem like he would join forces with the Tang Sect. She was puzzled.
"Well..." Zeng Yi glanced at his jade-like left hand, clenched his fist, and explained to Ning Rongrong "This is not Tang San's Mysterious Jade Hand skill. Due to certain reasons, I transformed my own left hand to look like this."
Zeng Yi's left hand had this appearance because he merged it with the arm bone of a 10,000 year Sword Bamboo. Apart from providing a practical spirit skill, the spirit bone also had another function, which was transforming his left hand into this form. The effect was similar to Tang San's Mysterious Jade Hand, making it impenetrable to weapons and immune to toxins. His left hand appeared normal most of the time, but once he activated his spirit power, it would emanate a jade-like color.
"What other tricks do you have? Use them quickly."
"What's so impressive about that? I was just testing you earlier, but now I'll get serious!" Seeing Zeng Yi's casual gesture of reaching into his ears, his tone became somewhat impatient. Ning Rongrong stomped her foot as if in defiance. But the next moment, her attack had already been launched.
Swoosh...
Silently, a flying knife shot out from Ning Rongrong's shoe sole, heading swiftly towards Zeng Yi's face.
Although Zeng Yi appeared to have numerous flaws all over his body, he was fully focused on Ning Rongrong's every move. After all, he had experienced weapons like hidden throwing blades from Tang San before. One small mistake could result in being hit by them; they were too vicious and ruthless.
However, as long as he took them seriously, they were just small tricks.
Zeng Yi extended his right hand and made a sweeping motion in front of him, and an invisible wind wall appeared. The flying knife, shooting towards him, stuck on the wind wall upon contact due to the powerful resistance. It paused in mid-air, as if time had stopped.
But Ning Rongrong didn't stop. In the instant the flying knife shot out, she twisted her waist, performed a spinning kick, and immediately another flying knife closely followed, carrying a chilling aura, aimed at Zeng Yi.
Then, Ning Rongrong swiftly extended her slender left hand, targeting Zeng Yi, while her right palm slapped her left wrist.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh...
Three slender sleeve arrows shot out in a zigzag pattern towards Zeng Yi.
But it was evident that Ning Rongrong's attacks lacked sufficient strength, and they couldn't penetrate through Zeng Yi's released wind wall, easily blocked.
Seeing that Zeng Yi still appeared relaxed, Ning Rongrong felt somewhat unwilling. She flipped her palm, and a small pellet appeared in her hand, forcefully smashing it onto the ground.
Bang...
In Zeng Yi's surprised gaze, a pink-colored smoke rose between him and Ning Rongrong. For a moment, Zeng Yi lost sight of Ning Rongrong; all he could see was the pink smoke before him.
Trying to obscure my vision?
Seeing Ning Rongrong's actions, Zeng Yi couldn't help but find it amusing.
She truly puts in a lot of effort just to gain an advantage against me!
As the pink smoke billowed, Ning Rongrong quickly swallowed a pill. Naturally, this smoke was poisonous but not overwhelmingly so; it only numbed the nerves, slowing down one's reaction speed. Aware of Zeng Yi's strength and his arms, impervious to poison just like Tang San's, Ning Rongrong believed it was unlikely to poison him with hidden weapons. Thus, she opted for a poisonous gas with a broader range. However, she had to consume the antidote beforehand, or she would be affected too.
The pink mist swiftly spread, engulfing Zeng Yi and Ning Rongrong's figures within it.
Within the pink mist, Zeng Yi stood still, making no movements. A gust of wind rapidly swirled within a radius of about one meter around his body, blocking the invasion of the pink mist.
Zeng Yi didn't know the effect of this mist, but judging by its color, it wasn't something good. It not only made it hard to breathe but also avoided any contact with the gas. This mist was a poisonous fog created by Tang San, and Zeng Yi didn't dare touch it.
However, Zeng Yi couldn't help but admire Tang San's skills. This degree of poison gas bomb should be able to rival some poison fog-type spirit skills, right?
Within the fog, Ning Rongrong quickly took out her most powerful hidden weapon given by Tang San, the Godly Zhuge Crossbow. It was ranked high on his hidden weapons list. Ning Rongrong had witnessed its power with her own eyes. Even a Spirit Ancestor would easily be pierced by its bolts.
Although she felt it was a bit inappropriate to use it against Zeng Yi, as it was too dangerous, the sight of Zeng Yi looking down on people infuriated Ning Rongrong, and she stomped her foot in determination to make him taste some bitterness.
Moreover, with Zeng Yi's strength, which could rival a Spirit King, and the presence of Sowrd Douluo and Bone Douluo watching on the sidelines, there shouldn't be any problem.
With this in mind, Ning Rongrong hesitated for a moment and then made up her mind. She adjusted the trigger on the Godly Zhuge Crossbow.
Clang clang clang...
The sound of metal rings echoed continuously as Ning Rongrong repeatedly pressed the trigger on the Godly Zhuge Crossbow. Jet-black iron bolts shot out from the crossbow in quick succession. Just as the sound of clanging rang out, the bolts had already arrived in front of Zeng Yi in an instant.
So fast!
Zeng Yi had just sensed the wind carrying the sound, and several black iron bolts appeared in front of him, causing his pupils to contract involuntarily. Immediately, he released a rapid surge of spirit force-based wind pressure, forming a wind wall in front of him.
However, this time, the wind wall didn't stop the bolts' advance. To Zeng Yi's surprise, the black bolts only slightly paused before breaking through the wind wall, shooting towards his body.
Such penetrating power! Zeng Yi couldn't help but praise inwardly. He quickly withdrew the sword that hung by his waist and swung it.
Slash!
A powerful and precise strike sent all eight black bolts plummeting to the ground.
But in the next moment, an icy aura directly shot towards his forehead. Zeng Yi instantly raised his head, and in his eyes, he saw a sharp and icy black bolt, its sharp tip growing larger.
In an instant, Zeng Yi sensed the breath of death. His hairs stood on end.
In the critical moment, adrenaline surged through Zeng Yi's body, his spirit force rapidly circulated, and his left hand instantly turned jade-like, grabbing the bolt approaching his forehead.
Zeng Yi held the bolt, but he still underestimated its force, failing to stop its advance. The jade palm and the black bolt rubbed against each other, causing sparks to fly.
Although he couldn't stop the bolt, he managed to slow down its speed. Seizing this opportunity, Zeng Yi quickly turned his head to the side, grabbing the Zhuge Crossbow with his left hand and utilizing its momentum. His body completed a 180-degree turn, then he stabbed the bolt into the hard stone floor.
"Hu~"
After the scare, Zeng Yi exhaled heavily, his forehead drenched in sweat.
"Disperse!"
After the close call, Zeng Yi couldn't be careless. He instantly guided Wind to disperse the pink mist that had pervaded the courtyard.
As the mist dissipated with the gusty wind, the scene before him became clear again. Ning Rongrong's figure had already appeared above Zeng Yi, rotating in mid-air, with her legs split apart into an extended V shape. Her right leg pushed downward hard towards Zeng Yi's head.
After the fright, Zeng Yi was naturally extremely vigilant. He quickly noticed that Ning Rongrong had gotten close to him and extended his left hand like lightning to firmly grab her leg, causing it to stall above his head.
With her foot caught by Zeng Yi, a blush appeared on Ning Rongrong's delicate face, but a sly look flashed in her eyes as clear as autumn water.
Ning Rongrong quickly concentrated her spirit power in the small foot caught by Zeng Yi, and in an instant, a sharp blade emerged from the tip of her shoe, aimed straight at Zeng Yi's forehead.
Amidst the hair-raising moment, Zeng Yi naturally became extremely alert. He swiftly grasped the situation and infused his spirit power into his left hand, turning it into a white jade color. He swiftly reached out and grabbed the bolt, but he underestimated the force behind it. The white jade palm and the black bolt rubbed against each other, creating a series of sparks.
Although he failed to stop the bolt, Zeng Yi managed to slow down its speed. Seizing this opportunity, Zeng Yi quickly tilted his head, seizing Ning Rongrong's bare leg with his left hand, causing it to hover above his head.
Caught by Zeng Yi, the blush on Ning Rongrong's pretty face couldn't help but deepen. But escape held no charm for her. Instead, she stared at Zeng Yi's seemingly relaxed expression with a flash of craftiness in her eyes.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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