X-Dragon Era-Chapter 703 - 498-499: The Glory of Strategy and Brilliance
Consecutive strikes, an instinctual form of attack, are nearly endless for the Peacock Dragon with its current strength. The energy expended is even less than what it recovers.
Yet, it's precisely these seemingly casual Ten Consecutive Strikes that could forever keep the poison dragon at bay, beyond a hundred meters. Should it draw near, the Ten Consecutive Strikes would blast it away in an instant, ensuring it never gets close again.
As a result, the long-range toxic attacks were sealed off, and it couldn't get near, which, from the looks of it, left the formidable poison dragon utterly helpless against the Peacock Dragon!
After ten thunderous booms, the intense energy pinned the poison dragon in place. Just when everyone thought the poison dragon would inevitably be blasted away again, Ming Xuan smiled...
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With a smile on his face, Ming Xuan's right hand, which he had stretched forward, slowly turned. As the palm faced up, he clenched it fiercely. At the same time, a terrifying energy that made everyone's hearts quake surged inside the chest of the poison dragon!
"Not good!" Everyone realized that the Ten Consecutive Strikes were more than just ten consecutive attacks. Although not classified as a combat skill, the ten successive strikes in an extremely short time had driven a massive amount of energy directly into the chest of the poison dragon. As the Ten Consecutive Strikes came to an end, this energy was about to erupt, and the poison dragon was bound to be blown to bits!
The spectators knew, and Mo Dun surely knew it too. Feeling the explosive energy inside the poison dragon, Mo Dun clenched his fists and cursed madly—Poison Explosion!
Accompanied by Mo Dun's shout, in an instant... the poison dragon burst, and amidst a violent muffled sound, it exploded into a thick green toxic mist that surged wildly toward the Peacock Dragon.
Faced with the terrifying green fog, Ming Xuan elegantly smiled. As he flicked his wrist, streaks of crimson Rainbow Light swept out. Wherever the red light went, the thick green mist dissipated, and just after a few swipes, large swathes of the fog vanished.
Confronted with such a maneuver by Ming Xuan, the green fog hesitated for a moment before desperately rolling away into the distance. Others might not be clear, but Mo Dun knew very well that the disappearing fog had been utterly destroyed by the crimson Rainbow Light, with even the pellets within the fog burned to ash. Although Ming Xuan had only made a few random attacks, the damage inflicted on him was truly severe.
Seeing the other trying to flee, Ming Xuan chuckled coldly. As his right hand swept through the air, the crimson Rainbow Light carved a path through the mist, and then... Ming Xuan rode the Peacock Dragon directly into the heart of the toxic cloud.
Under everyone's gaze, the Peacock Dragon gracefully came to a stop at the core area of the mist. The next moment... lights shimmered on the Peacock Screen, with five-colored Rainbow Light flashing and gradually expanding.
The iridescent Rainbow Light rose like a celestial curtain. As the light passed, all the poison fog disappeared, and shortly... the five-colored Rainbow Light covered the entire poison fog cluster, with only a small green cloud escaping the reach of the Rainbow Light in the nick of time, fleeing in panic.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the ten-meter diameter green fog rapidly gathered together, recongealing into a green poison dragon. In terms of volume, there seemed to be no change, but the color was no longer concentrated green, instead, it became a translucent emerald green.
Seeing this, Ming Xuan furrowed his brows, and slowly raised his right hand aimed at the poison dragon nearby. It must be said... this poisonous mist was truly too ethereal and elusive. Despite Ming Xuan's hard efforts, he still hadn't been able to eradicate all of the poison mist.
"Stop! Stop now... I admit defeat!" As Ming Xuan was about to launch an attack, the next moment... from atop the poison dragon, Mo Dun shouted out in the nick of time. There was no need to continue the fight; Mo Dun knew he had been thoroughly defeated. If he allowed Ming Xuan to continue attacking, he might be killed.
Indeed, up to this point, Mo Dun had been grievously wounded. He feared that it would be impossible for him to continue in the competition. Had he not reacted quickly enough, he might have been directly eliminated by Ming Xuan. Recalling the ordeal he had just been through, Mo Dun couldn't help but feel a chill of apprehension.
Looking at Ming Xuan, who stood proudly atop the Peacock Dragon nearby, Mo Dun finally believed the warnings of Po Kong. Indeed... he was right; not a single member of the Fantasy Dream Team should be underestimated. Now he began to regret, and his remorse was profound.
An overwhelming victory, indeed... Facing Ming Xuan, Mo Dun completely lost his fighting spirit. All his attacks had been thwarted, and the mighty poison dragon found itself utterly useless against Ming Xuan. Attacks sealed, defenseless, Mo Dun felt an unprecedented sense of defeat. What pained him most was that, even now, he couldn't come up with a way to overcome Ming Xuan.
Perfect... yes, Mo Dun's sole assessment of Ming Xuan was not merely strong but perfect. Whether it was offense or defense, everything was flawless, without the slightest hint of vulnerability, leaving no strategy to conquer him.
Drawing a deep breath, Mo Dun slowly raised his hand and said to Ming Xuan, "Strong! Truly too strong. No exaggeration to say, you are the strongest opponent I've faced. I think... you must be the strongest member of the Fantasy Dream Team!"
