Chapter 68: The Shocking Divine Body Battle
Seven days later, on the Floating Mist Mountain.
The originally desolate mountain top is now crowded with people. It's not for anything else, but to have the good fortune of witnessing this rare great battle. If it were an ordinary low-level cultivator's fight, basically no one would go to watch, but now it's different.
Both are destined for greatness in the future, one is a rare eight-star warrior soul body, and the other is the reincarnation of the Fire God's fire god body. Moreover, both parties have the identity of Young Master of the Imperial City, so with such an identity and physique, even if they were to engage in a decisive battle at a not-so-high level, it would still attract the attention of many people.
The weather at noon was extremely hot, but many rich people were not afraid. Not only did they bring umbrellas to block the sun, but also a water-element magician to help them relieve the heat.
On the high mountain peak, Zhu Rong Bo appeared out of thin air, standing upright on the mountaintop, with his hands behind his back. The mountain wind whistled by, blowing against the black hem of his clothes, giving off an air of confident slowness.
Ziwei also appeared at the same time, wearing a white tight-fitting dress that rustled with every move, echoing Zhu Rong Bo's distant calls, and her slightly narrowed eyes occasionally flashed with cold light.
Zhurong Bo said: "You still have the guts to come, don't you know that this battle is undoubtedly a must-lose for you?"
Zi Wei sneered: You overestimate yourself too much. Being two levels higher than me, what's the difference? I can bully you just like I would with your lackey.
Zhurong Boda was furious, being poked at his sore spot. He wasn't of the legitimate bloodline, he knew the difference between the legitimate and illegitimate branches, just like master and servant. So, Ziwu used this to poke at his heartache, to disturb his mind.
Zhurong Bo Dao: Xiaozi will die.
A fierce and overbearing aura emanated from Zhu Rong Bo's body, the Zhu Rong family was born with a fire physique, people of the fire element were born to fight, so they were extremely powerful.
Zhurong and Bostom are like Ziwie, they all love a mountain-opening knife, with unmatched strength, swinging to break the sky.
He leapt up from the mountain top with his sword raised and charged straight at Ziwei.
Zi Wei shouted loudly: You little brat, watch how I'll destroy you!
Similarly, from the mountain top, they raised their knives and leaped up. In mid-air, the two clashed for the first time. As warriors, they naturally prioritized strength, taking pride in their power. Legend has it that a warrior who reaches the realm of sainthood can move continents.
The two were evenly matched in strength, and amidst the flashing knives and dancing swords, Ziwei and Zhurong exchanged dozens of moves in an instant, their speed leaving onlookers aghast.
The monks who were watching from the mountainside sighed and said: "It's a pity to be born in the same era as such a person, it's hard to say whether it's sad or happy. We can witness the emergence of great miracles, but unfortunately, we will always have to live under someone else's oppression."
Another monk next to him said: "Hmph, what's the use of our efforts? Their starting point is already so much higher than ours. Even if we work hard, we can't even reach their starting point. Brother, wake up and take a look at these two, who do you think is more formidable? From now on, it's better for us to just be their underlings."
But just as Ziwu let out a loud shout, he swiftly drew his sword and chopped down with great force. Zhurongbo dodged and weaved, but was too slow, and the sword had already descended before he could react.
Someone said: Is it over so soon?
Zhurong Bo Da shouted: How is that possible?
The left arm shone brightly, and Ziwei's ruthless slash landed heavily on Zhu Rongbo's arm, causing the crowd to let out a shrill cry. Everyone thought that under that blade, Zhu Rongbo would be split in two. But what they heard was a clear "ding" sound.
Zi Wei said: There is actually a treasure like this to protect the body.
With an identity like mine, can't my family give me a few more decent protective charms? What a joke.
Someone in the crowd said: Isn't that wrist guard the personal wrist guard of Zhurong Xiang, the current lord of Zhurong City? He's so generous, actually giving his own wrist guard to his own grandson.
Dugu City is one of the most developed cities on the mainland, and naturally, this battle not only has local residents but also many merchants from the two imperial cities who do business here.
Zhurong Bo Da shouted: You little brat will die!
Her left hand blocked the purple vine's knife, but her right hand was fine and still held a sharp weapon. With great force, she slashed horizontally, forcing Purple Vine to withdraw her sword and resist stiffly. The two clashed here, with a loud "ding" sound that made many people's eardrums ache.
The two men's jaws were numb with pain, but in order to knock each other down, this bit of pain was just a matter of gritting their teeth. Not even an eyebrow needed to be furrowed.
Zi Wei said: Let's start, warm-up is enough, good luck to Rong Bo.
Alright, let's get started with the real fight then.
Zhu Rong Bo thought to himself: Although Zi Wei is two levels lower than me, his innate physical strength suppresses my advantage, making it not very obvious. As long as I'm careful, I should still be able to win against him.
"Fire God's Power" possessed...
One after another, fiery red light screens descended from the sky, and the surrounding fire elements madly swarmed towards Zhu Rong Bo's body. The layers of fiery light screens slowly condensed into scales, which finally attached to his body.
The Fire God's sword was drawn from the void, and in an instant, it dazzled everyone's eyes. Wherever the blade passed, a audible "sizzling" sound could be heard.
Zi Wei said, "The Fire God's physique is indeed unparalleled in strength. Even before approaching, the aura of the Fire God's descent has already stunned everyone. If we weren't enemies, I would definitely be best friends with you."
Zhurong Bo laughed loudly: Haha, Ziwei young master, this depends on our future, come on, let me see, how strong is the body of the Eight Star War Soul.
Haha, let you see, the strength of the Eight-Star Battle Soul is like this.
Revive me, my strength...
The soul of eight stars, let the world see your true power.
A loud crack, eight heavenly thunders descended from the sky, and the surrounding mountains were immediately cut off by a large section. The onlookers were frightened and fled down the mountain in a hurry.
Human Path: "This Zi Wei young master is so abnormal, is the Eight Star Battle Soul also this abnormal? Just opening up the body of the Eight Star Battle Soul and it's already this powerful. If they were to fight, within the same rank, who else could be their match?"
O(︶︿︶)o Alas, the more I watch, the more heart-wrenching it is. I want to leave, but my feet seem stuck as if they don't want me to go. This epic battle is just too thrilling!
Many people have the same sighs, born in such an era, they can only be supporting actors forever, encountering such a great war, no one wants to leave, and even more reluctant to leave.
The eight heavenly thunders transformed into eight pillars of light, revolving around the Ziwei in a cycle. Ordinary people couldn't even enter this circle, but Zhu Rongbo stood not far from the Ziwei and within the range of the eight lights, yet he was unscathed, which also demonstrated his formidable strength.
Zi Wei said: Let you see the real ability, drink...
A swift and fierce slash cuts through the air...
A purple light flashed out from the giant sword of the Purple Cloud, and shot straight at Zhu Rongbo's chest.
Zhurong Bo laughed loudly: "You've come at a good time, let me see how I'll break you."
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