Chapter Eighteen: The Revival of the Barbarian Elephant

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  "Separate the vital energy from the body!"

  A hundred strong men exclaimed in surprise, that was the technique of Xue Xiao's Blood Refining, the human body's meridians were unblocked, the battle energy circulated, and it could reach any corner of the flesh. When the battle energy merged with the flesh, it could leave the body and break through the air to injure the enemy.

  A surging war aura, a deep blue fist aura surged forward, striking Shi Taoyi's purple copper knife and breaking it. The remaining force did not diminish, falling on his chest.

  Hmph!

  One mouthful of inverted blood vomit, Shi Taiyi was like a sharp arrow shooting out, no matter how great his flame knife technique was, it seemed extremely fragile in the face of such power.

  On the battlefield.

  Shui Qianliu suddenly opened his eyes, revealing an unbelievable color in his eyes. His aura was detached from his body. This person had actually reached such a realm. He also saw that the other party's breath was not yet harmonious, and the aura and flesh had not fully merged, without a complete and perfect aura, obviously still not fully condensed the source of the aura, Zhou Tian Qi Hai.

  Despite this, the other party's methods have already exceeded the category of refining blood to perfection, and neither their strength nor their realm can be compared to theirs.

  Shui Qianliu slowly got up, a determined look in his eyes, and walked forward step by step.

  The Huo Yan woman's eyebrows furrowed slightly, she was very clear that the opponent and she were both suffering from non-trivial internal injuries. In fact, neither of them had won, it could be said that they were both wounded. Now what needed to be done was to carefully nurse their internal injuries with blood and energy. However, Shui Qianliu still wanted to take action, but the opponent wasn't her. With such a huge gap, she couldn't think of any way for Shui Qianliu to gain an advantage, it would only aggravate the injury, completely not worth it.

  The ending has already been decided.

  Ignoring the woman's gaze, Water Thousand Flow's body was surrounded by a fierce gust of wind once again, and his originally dormant blood energy rose up. He knew he wouldn't have any chance of winning, and might not even be able to withstand the next move, but he had to make a move. Not for anything else, this was his Blood Stone Tribe, and below the battlefield, his tribesmen were watching.

  "Do you really want to make a move?" The young man from the Volcano Clan said calmly, "Even in your prime, you can't withstand my three moves. Now that I'm going to defeat you, it won't even take one move. Your opponent isn't me, and my opponent isn't you either."

  "Really?"

  Shui Qianliu deeply inhaled, and the momentum of the crazy wind around him reached its peak in an instant. However, at this moment, he only saw a figure flash before his eyes, and a silhouette appeared horizontally in front of him.

  "You..."

  His eyes were calm and tranquil, Xiao Yi didn't turn around, he simply gazed quietly ahead, in his mind, Shi Gong's voice seemed to still be from yesterday, some things weren't what he needed to do, but what he must do.

  "Not bad, if it were you, it would be somewhat tolerable." The young man from the Volcano Clan flashed a hint of unusual color in his eyes and smiled lightly, "I've seen your fist techniques and marksmanship, both are top-notch, but unfortunately, your cultivation is too weak. Although your condensed aura has some meaning, there's still a huge gap between us. However, since you want to make a move, I won't hold back either. I hope you don't disappoint me."

  On the battlefield, Shui Qianli gritted his teeth, staring intently at Xiao Yi's back. After a few breaths, the surging blood energy subsided, and he said in a low voice: "Defeat him."

  The female volcano tribe member was taken aback, and then a mocking expression appeared on her face. This is either underestimating one's own strength or having exhausted all means, placing the last hope on someone who hasn't even opened up a hundred heavenly veins. Doesn't she know that when the gap in cultivation reaches a certain level, everything becomes futile?

  Even if he were to say it a thousand times, he still wouldn't be clear why he had said such words. He turned around and walked down from the stage, but if he were to say it again, it would still be those three words.

  The arena was silent, with every sound audible, and many Bloodstone Tribe members held their breath. The Great Warrior Competition had reached its final stage, and there were no longer any surprises, but they still wanted to believe that the Bloodstone Tribe could break free from their shackles, and that their Hundred-Man Commander could create a miracle.

  After counting her breaths, the Huo Yan woman also walked down from the battlefield. From now on, it was no longer something she could intervene in.

  On the stone stage.

  Shì Hǔ Qiān Fū's expression was solemn, at this point he could no longer see any opportunity, because the gap had reached a certain realm. The power of Xiǎo Yuán Mǎn was far from comparable to that of Liàn Xuè Dà Chéng. His battle energy and physical body merged as one, bursting out with an extraordinary force. If his previous battle energy was like scattered sand, then now, with the heavenly pulse flowing through him, his battle energy circulated throughout his body, merging with his flesh, it was like gathering sand into a tower. All his strength was concentrated into one strand, although still at 108 jin of power, but the realm within had already reached two different levels.

  Chi Yan Qian Fu let out a sigh of relief in his heart, and although he hadn't fully achieved his original goal, he could still return with some results to report. His gaze swept towards Shi Zhi Xuan, the Bloodstone Clan's patriarch, who seemed to have revealed no emotions up until now, as if the ongoing War Master Competition was of no concern to him. Although Chi Yan Qian Fu had many speculations in his heart, he still refrained from speaking out, because his opponent wasn't just an ordinary Qian Fu-level strongman, nor even a Blood Refining Great Circle master, but rather someone who surpassed that - a Tempering Bone Realm expert.

  That has already transcended the category of ordinary lower bloodline, reaching another level. Although he is not afraid of the Volcano tribe, he does not want to provoke them easily. Moreover, with the Xian tribe surrounding and monitoring, the Fengya tribe may have already fallen, which is indeed a crisis-ridden situation. They need to unite and cooperate to resist the great enemy together. If they are scattered like sand, they may be defeated one by one.

  On the battlefield.

  The air was stagnant, without wind, and the hundred-foot radius around them was shrouded in the aura of Xiao Yi and the other person, making it difficult for even ants to enter.

  "You're the last opponent." The young man from the Volcano Tribe suddenly smiled and said, "Xiao Yi, it seems that you are also one of the strongest under the Thousand Husband of the Bloodstone Tribe. Remember, I am the Red Dragon of the Volcano Tribe. You are not the first strong youth to fall at my feet, nor will you be the last. I heard that you have mastered a top-notch martial art, the Wild Elephant Great Strength Technique. For decades, no one from the Bloodstone Tribe has been able to master it. Come on, let me see how much power this technique can unleash in your hands."

  Rumble!

  As soon as the voice fell, a majestic and unmatched aura of blood rose from the body of this crimson dragon. He stood there, like a blazing furnace, emitting scorching hot air. Behind him, a four-zhang-long red python condensed into being. The python's fire-red scales glistened, and on its head grew a three-chi-long crimson horn. Its dark green eyes seemed to be truly gazing forward.

  "Flaming Python's Momentum!"

  Qianyuan Thousand Husband Long let out a low drink, unexpectedly the momentum condensed by this Red Dragon turned out to be such a situation. The Flame Python was not something else, but a kind of strong and fierce beast with records. They could condense two wild stars, which were as powerful as the human tribe's Tempering Bone Boundary. There were even legends that in the distant past, there was once a Flame Python that broke free from its shackles, transformed into a Fire Python, and condensed out a third wild star.

  To wield the power of the Two-Star Feral Beasts, one needs not only an unyielding will but also the strength to tame their ferocity. Although it is said that each person's abilities are equal, differences in mental state, spiritual willpower, and even the martial arts techniques they practice can lead to varying degrees of strength and weakness.

  The fierce momentum of the Red Dragon's Flame Serpent was among its strongest, and with his spiritual will nearing the peak of ordinary realm, Qianyuan Thousand Husband General couldn't help but sigh. Perhaps it was already too late to turn things around. At this moment, he felt that even the passage of time had slowed down incredibly.

  The aura of the Blazing Python enveloped the entire hundred-meter battle stage, causing the air to distort. In everyone's eyes, Xiao Yi's figure also distorted as he stood still, staring at the Blazing Python. Behind him, the aura of the Barbaric Elephant converged and took shape, a three-meter-tall Cyan Scaled Barbaric Elephant standing behind him. The distorted air around his body once again returned to calmness.

  The red dragon walked step by step, the momentum of the flame python growing more and more vigorous. His eyes flashed with a fierce green light, a manifestation of his spirit and will being driven to the extreme. The vast spiritual pressure was palpable, even to those below the battlefield, except for some hundred-man commanders, many of whom were pale-faced and struggling to withstand the residual spiritual energy. It's imaginable that facing this momentum head-on, Xiao Yi could barely hold onto that three-zhang patch of land, just how difficult it must have been.

  On the battlefield, Xiao Yi was defending the spiritual world, but his opponent's spiritual power was far beyond his. After a few breaths, he activated the brutal elephant spirit and suppressed everything. A giant green-scaled brutal elephant descended, as if an ancient god, appearing in the spiritual world.

  Ah!

  A majestic elephant's trumpet sounded, and the barbaric elephant's spirit suddenly shot out a dazzling golden light. This was an unprecedented change, as the oppressive force of the flame python caused Xiao Yi's spiritual will to condense in an unprecedented manner, allowing the barbaric elephant's spirit to make even greater movements.

  Xiao Yi knew that it was actually the instinctual reaction of the Barbarian Elephant's spirit, as the Elephant and Snake tribes were sworn enemies. Upon sensing the Red Dragon's Flame Python Spirit, the Barbarian Elephant's spirit instinctively revived, and in the next instant, Xiao Yi felt a vast spiritual will pouring into the Barbarian Elephant's aura behind him. The originally lifeless Barbarian Elephant's aura suddenly came to life and burst forth with an earth-shaking trumpet sound.

  Xiao Yi took a deep breath, and the momentum of the Red Dragon also triggered the taboo, which would make it easier for him.

  At the same time, he was more curious about that wild elephant spirit. He didn't know where this strand of wild elephant spirit came from, as if it contained infinite power, but seemed to be in a state of dormancy all the time. Like and collect it!