X-Dragon Era-Chapter 702 - Decimate _3

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Standing proudly atop the Peacock Dragon, with three five-colored plumes from the Peacock Dragon Head swaying behind him; and further back... a splendid Peacock Screen emitting a rainbow of halos, enveloping the entire Peacock Dragon and Ming Xuan within it. Under the cover of the Rainbow Light, all approaching energy impacts and physical blows were diverted into the space created by the Five-Colored Divine Light.

As the saying goes, it was too late by then... Under Mo Dun's command, the Poison Dragon instantly closed in on Ming Xuan within a hundred meters. At the same time, Ming Xuan finally made his move. With a nonchalant wave of his right hand, a golden Rainbow Light roared forth.

Under everyone's gaze, the golden Rainbow Light instantly traversed a hundred meters of space, slamming mightily into the chest of the Poison Dragon. Amidst the intense sound of steel clashing, the Poison Dragon's body paused briefly, fiercely withstanding the blow.

Feeling the surge of pure Metal Series energy, Mo Dun's expression changed in an instant. He really hadn't anticipated his opponent to be of the Metal Series, but... with just such an attack, he was still absolutely unafraid. By any measure, this attack, although also harnessing Gold Series Energy, was truly far inferior to Po Kong, not enough to threaten his safety.

As is well known, merely possessing the realm is not enough, having energy does not make one a master. On top of energy and realm, martial techniques are the most crucial element. A good martial technique can unleash the strongest power of one's energy! It could easily double the attack power, among other effects.

Formidable energy, coupled with outstanding ability and powerful martial techniques, form the foundation of a strong warrior. That last attack, though at the crystalline stage in energy, and not lacking in ability—being a light-speed beam strike—its technique was too poor, merely manifesting the energy inherent within it. Such an attack couldn't harm the defensively formidable Poison Dragon!

Not just Mo Dun made this judgment—in fact, among the tens of millions of spectators below, the vast majority thought the same. It can be said that at this time, those who could be here were all connoisseurs who could discern most things at a glance. But was Ming Xuan really so simple?

No... if anyone were to assess Ming Xuan so, they would probably die without knowing how. In Xin Yun's eyes, Ming Xuan's earlier life may have been tragic, but for the latter part, he was definitely the Lü Bu of Another World, unbeatable in single combat, especially known for his martial techniques. When it came to technique, Ming Xuan was confident claiming second place, not even Po Kong dared to claim the first; no one did!

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Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Mo Dun gathered his spirit and once again steered the Poison Dragon, forcibly dashing toward Ming Xuan who was over a hundred meters away. He planned to rely on the Poison Dragon's defense, withstand the opponent's attack, and close the distance to tear apart his foe with the Poison Dragon's monstrously physical attack.

Facing the forceful charge of Mo Dun, Ming Xuan smiled faintly. With a casual flick of his right hand, another golden light pillar instantly blasted out, at the speed of light, directly bombarding the chest of the Poison Dragon.

"This..." Seeing this, all the spectators were stunned. What was the point of that? The result of the previous attack was clear—such an assault couldn't harm the Poison Dragon. Now, with only a hundred meters of distance, once the Poison Dragon braved the attack and charged over, it would take only an instant to close in.

"Bang... Bang!" Just as everyone was shaking their heads, the Poison Dragon, with both arms crossed in front of its chest, forcefully blocked the golden light pillar at its breast. Just when everyone thought the Poison Dragon was about to charge again, suddenly... another thunderous blast occurred, accompanied by golden light, exploding right on the chest of the Poison Dragon!

"What!" Feeling the wild impact burst from the chest of the Poison Dragon, Mo Dun's face turned to shock. The body's power had been expended in the flash of the first explosion, and with the second blast, the uncontrollably rampant energy sent the Poison Dragon's body flying like a rag, retreating a thousand meters before stopping in an awkward stance.

Faced with this scene, the entire spectator stand was as silent as a graveyard. What was that? A single attack triggering two consecutive hits—could it be that the previous light pillar was, in fact, two continuous attacks?

Forcibly controlling the Poison Dragon's momentum, Mo Dun looked up in shock toward Ming Xuan, who stood coldly atop the Peacock Dragon with an undisturbed expression, as if he had never considered capitalizing on the chase.

At this moment, an ominous premonition rose in Mo Dun's heart. Remembering Po Kong's words, Mo Dun finally realized that maybe... he really shouldn't have underestimated this opponent, but... with just this, thinking he would admit defeat was still far from reality.

Gradually straightening up, Mo Dun, controlling the Poison Dragon, slowly flapped its wings, drawing nearer to Ming Xuan. At this moment, Ming Xuan spoke, "So... do we need to continue fighting?"

"Heh heh..." Faced with Ming Xuan's challenge, Mo Dun sneered, "If you want me to admit defeat, you'll need to show some real skill. Just with these little tricks, it's far from enough to make me concede."

"Sigh..." In response to Mo Dun's words, Ming Xuan sighed and shook his head. He slowly raised his right hand, aiming at the slowly approaching Poison Dragon, and said, "In that case, be careful. Come... Ten Consecutive Strikes!"

As Ming Xuan's voice echoed, the golden light pillar blasted out again, instantly striking the chest of the Poison Dragon, leaving no time for Mo Dun to dodge with the speed of light!

With the golden light hitting its target, in an instant... the Poison Dragon's chest shone with successive explosions, bang after bang, ten blasts in quick succession erupted within the embrace of the Poison Dragon!

Watching the frantic flashing of golden light on the chest of the Poison Dragon, all spectators were dumbfounded. Only now... did everyone realize one thing; the previous consecutive explosions were nothing but Ming Xuan's playful throwaway attacks, and even the astonishing Ten Consecutive Strikes was not any martial technique; it was merely Ming Xuan using his exceptional skills to execute ten attacks in a very short span of time. (To be continued, if you want to know what happens next, please visit www.qidian.com, with more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)