Chapter 422 - Secret Technique Expert - Hundred Lions
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Chapter 422: Chapter 176: Secret Technique Expert - Hundred LionsLu Hong swept his gaze over the prostrate Domoco army at his feet, fixating on the Gold Tiger. seaĘá´h thŃ NovŃlĆire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
It was as if an invisible sword had pierced into Gold Tigerâs chest.
The Gold Tiger general felt a chill as death seemed to envelop his heart.
How could he be so strong? Gold Tigerâs face went pale, a bitter and indescribable feeling welling up within him.
The most powerful Tower Master of the empire had vanished mysteriously, and the rise of the Domoco plane seemed unstoppable in Gold Tigerâs eyes. However, the Emperor of Domoco was worthless; he had secretly reached an agreement with the prime minister. It wasnât easy to persuade the Emperor to rise up and establish his own dynasty. Just as envisioned, the empire also fell into deep trouble. According to Gold Tigerâs plan, Domoco would have integrated the four planes and formed another powerful human dynasty, and he himself would have reached the pinnacle of power.
Alas, his long-conceived plans and desires were shattered by the sudden emergence of the Baron.
But nothing was set in stone yet; Gold Tiger still had a chance.
Minutes passed, and the sound of clanking chains broke the silence of the battlefield.
Lu Hong looked toward the Domoco rear, where a giant over three meters tall was being dragged onto the battlefield.
This giant was bound by chains dusted with magic-suppressing powder; could he be a prisoner of the Domoco plane?
Seeing the newcomerâs arrival, warmth finally returned to Gold Tigerâs face: "Lord Hundred Lions."
Hundred Lions glanced indifferently at Gold Tiger: "For what reason have you summoned me?"
"Lord Hundred Lions, Domoco is engaged in a war with the empire for its independence and freedom. This Baron shattered the morale of my Domoco warriors. Therefore, I hope you can defeat him and reignite the flame of victory in the hearts of my Domoco soldiers."
Hundred Lions scoffed: "You think I would help you?"
Hundred Lions was, in fact, the foremost general of Domoco and had advocated for sending troops to aid the empire when it was embroiled in fierce combat, opposing the prime ministerâs proposal for independence.
Regrettably, he was caught unawares by the prime ministerâs and Gold Tigerâs treachery and had been imprisoned to this day. Were it not for Lu Hongâs unstoppable advance, Gold Tiger would probably have kept him locked up until his dying day.
"Domoco is now an independent dynasty. You cannot change that. For the continuation of the dynasty, I urge you, Lord Hundred Lions, to lend your strength to his majesty," Gold Tiger asserted, pressing the royal cause upon the other.
Hundred Lions sneered with a glance toward the unconscious Domoco Emperor: "You dare to use his majesty as a pretext after beguiling the young Emperor?"
"Hundred Lions, regardless, if you do not choose to stand today, my Domoco will undoubtedly perish."
Hearing the prime ministerâs words, Hundred Lions turned his gaze toward the empire. He was very familiar with the empire and had even analyzed the war between the empire and the Sea People. With nearly several hundred thousand troops backing Lu Hong, the empire must be determined to exert maximum effort.
But with merely a hundred thousand men, they wished to conquer Domoco?
Hundred Lions raised an eyebrow; such a thought seriously underestimated Domoco.
"So be it," Hundred Lions sighed. "I shall grant your wish."
As soon as Hundred Lions agreed, Gold Tiger hastily ordered those around him: "What are you waiting for? Quickly unlock the chains for Lord Hundred Lions!"
As the magic-suppressing chains were removed, Hundred Lionsâ body became like a black hole, voraciously consuming the magic power between heaven and earth.
Lu Hong watched Hundred Lions gradually recover, unhurried, aware that this was Domocoâs last resort. If he managed to handle him, the Domoco plane would likely surrender. Aiming to preserve military strength for the empireâs campaign against the Sea People, Lu Hong refrained from a massacre, understanding that sparing a life now could mean an extra edge in the empireâs future battles.
Before long, Hundred Lionsâ magic power was fully replenished, and Lu Hong saw that he was indeed a Third Transition Peak powerhouse.
"Baron!" Xieâan, fearing Lu Hong might be at a disadvantage, urgently communicated from behind: "Domocoâs Hundred Lions is a renowned force in the empire too. Heâs not only at the Third Transition Peak but has also mastered a powerful secret technique called âTen Thousand Beastsâ. Please be extremely cautious."
"Renowned? How renowned?" Lu Hong inquired curiously.
"Roughly in the three hundreds?" Xieâanâs memory was somewhat unclear.
In the three hundreds... Although not at the forefront, such a rank was nothing Lu Hong could afford to overlook. With numerous planes under the empireâs command, amounting to several hundred if not more, there were many mighty individuals among them. To be ranked within the top three hundred was indeed among the elite.
Hundred Lions was a towering figure, his every step causing the earth to tremble.
Gathering his thoughts, Lu Hong calmly faced the approaching man: "Do you wish to fight me?"
"Thatâs right." Hundred Lionsâ reply was brief and forceful.
"Good." Lu Hong nodded in response, the surging power of his blood and qi boiling once more.
Hundred Lions was a master and assessed Lu Hongâs condition with keen judgment, thus choosing to use his Secret Skill right from the start.
"Beast Legion!" With a low shout from the warrior, hundreds of formidable demon beast phantoms emerged midair. These demon beasts were several times bulkier than ordinary large demon beasts, and their sudden appearance almost blotted out the sky.
During a breathâs time, phantoms continuously merged into the warriorâs body, and with every beast spirit that entered, the warriorâs strength grew.
After all hundred demon beast spirits had entered, the void around the warrior started to twist slightly.
"So thatâs your ultimate secret technique?" Lu Hong felt the powerful fluctuations emanating from the warrior and raised an eyebrow.
"Yes." The warrior spoke, "My secret technique sacrifices the souls of the demon beasts Iâve hunted, allowing me to gain augmentation of their strength for a short time. Thereâs no limit to it, itâs just a pity I wasnât able to find that many superb demon beasts."
"Thatâs an impressive secret technique." Lu Hong couldnât help but express his admiration. If he killed a demigod-level demon beast like Xieâan, wouldnât he be invincible across the Star Sea?
"What about you?" While the warrior was executing his secret technique, the other side hadnât launched an attack, so the warrior also gave him a chance to bring out his strongest form.
"Me? Iâm at my limit." With both âDescend of the Heavenly Godâ and âBloodthirstâ fully activated, he was truly in his peak state.
"Then... letâs begin!"
The moment the warriorâs words fell, his fist created layers of afterimages, smashing towards Lu Hong.
Fast, the ultimate fast.
Lu Hong hadnât even reacted before he was heavily planted into the ground.
To say what those hundred powerful demon beasts brought to the warrior, the most was a physique that broke through limits.
Xieâan also sucked in a breath of cold air. Damn, thatâs strong!
"General, is the Baron alright?" The aideâs heart hung in suspense.
"Who do I ask if you ask me?" Xieâan laughed bitterly: "I couldnât even see the movement in that punch just now. How could I defend against it?"
Although they were far apart, the warrior still heard Xieâanâs sarcastic comment and said, "That wasnât one punch, it was seventy-two punches."
Seventy-two punches?!
Xieâan widened his eyes. In a fraction of a second, the warrior threw seventy-two punches? How terrifying was that combat power? Being among the top three hundred secret technique masters already seemed inadequate to showcase his strength, right?
"But heâs not injured." The warrior stared at the deep pit Lu Hong had fallen into: "Are you charging a skill?"
As soon as the warrior finished speaking, the deep crater exploded like a volcano, with the power of blood gushing out.
Lu Hong burst out, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared down at the warrior.
It was clear that the other party knew about his immunity to magic. That punch just now was entirely a burst of muscular force to its limit, and Lu Hong, who took the hit, was really stunned for a while before he could recover.
The power of blood protected him from a fatal blow, but tremors to his brain and organs left him with a burning pain all over.
"Your state canât last very long, right?"
Faced with Lu Hongâs question, the warrior nodded, "About ten minutes, at the extreme twelve. Thatâs why Iâm only ranked three hundred and eight."
The warrior then added, "You can outlast me, go beyond twelve minutes, and I will lose."
"No need." Lu Hong retracted the power of blood back into his body, continually strengthened by augmentation: "I will defeat you within those twelve minutes!"
With that, Lu Hong lunged towards the warrior, whose eyes also flickered eagerly. Since he had understood his secret technique, aside from a few Knights with the ultimate defense, no one had dared to face him head-on like this, a sensation he savored with his entire being.
"Bring it on!" The warrior met the charge head-on, and the two instantly clashed into one, the battlefield center filled with afterimages of their exchanges.
From time to time, the earth would crack open, forming gaping pits seemingly out of nowhere.
Suddenly, a hundred-meter-wide chasm cut through the battlefield, severing the two armies from each other.
Beneath the chasm, a spring gushed forth, and the warrior burst from the water below, his face alight with joy: "Good, good, come at me again!"
Lu Hong steadied himself; clashing with the warrior was very disadvantageous.
Before meeting the warrior, he thought he had reached the limits of human physical strength. It was only after encountering the warrior that he realized how far he still had to go.
Within just a few minutes, Lu Hong didnât know how many times he had sparred with the warrior. With every collision, his bones could not withstand the warriorâs strength and would shatter.
But for the sake of battle, Lu Hong forcibly circulated the power of blood to mend his bones. Although he managed to launch the warrior away by using a trick, his bones were already shattered to bits, held together only by the power of blood as a makeshift adhesive.