Chapter 668: Chapter 235: Leave No Troubles Behind (Seeking Monthly Votes)

Easily dodging Zhou Xiran’s full-force entry-level martial technique and taking Tang Ying’s life without warning, Lin Su’s current display of strength induced fear in the hearts of all the observing prodigies.

Against such a powerful and cunning opponent, they would avoid offending him if possible.

From the corner of Zhou Xiran’s mouth trickled a stream of blood, his eyes brimming with malevolence.

This entry-level martial technique was still a bit beyond his grasp given his abilities and, due to hasty acquisition, reaching the first seal was already his limit.

The aftershock from the explosion of the inferior-grade spiritual weapon, the Jade Ruyi, was too intense, and he suffered some of the impacts.

Seeing Lin Su emerge unscathed from his proudest attack and Tang Ying lying lifeless, Zhou Xiran’s intent to kill grew even colder.

“Die for me!”

With a fierce shout, he moved towards Lin Su with intricate footwork, intent on killing him.

“Boom!”

Just then, another thunderous roar erupted from another battle nearby; in the shocked gazes of onlookers, Zhu Changyu, with the strength of the Nayuan Realm’s eighth level, was blown to pieces by a full-powered punch from Lu Ziye, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

After the punch, the ancient and mysterious runes on Lu Ziye’s body quickly dimmed, lacking the previous dazzling light, and his aura rapidly decreased, plummeting from the eighth level of the Nayuan Realm to around the seventh level.

He still had a bit of strength left, but not much.

However, Lu Ziye seemed unconcerned about his drop in strength; he chuckled, reached forward, and unceremoniously pocketed a Space Ring into his chest, then picked up the somewhat damaged Red Dragon Spear from the ground.

This inferior-grade spiritual weapon had been brutally damaged by Lu Ziye’s raw power during the fierce skirmishes, and its spirit essence was on the verge of shattering.

But to Lu Ziye, a Weapon Casting Master, this was not much of a problem; a simple repair would suffice.

After securing his spoils of war, he quickly turned his head to survey the battle involving Lin Su and Yan Susen, then without any hesitation, rapidly advanced towards Jin Yulong, whose complexion had drastically changed.

“Get out of my way!” Jin Yulong roared as he fiercely blocked the Silver Warrior’s piercing halberd with two golden maces before his chest, and with a fierce twist, he managed to separate the halberd’s wide blade from its shaft.

Fearless, Silver quickly wielded the remaining halberd shaft like a baton and chopped down hard at Jin Yulong, who was already contemplating retreat. Meanwhile, his other hand clenched viciously in the void, conjuring another gleaming gold halberd, entangling Jin Yulong in a deadly battle before Lu Ziye could arrive.

Again this!

Jin Yulong’s eyes filled with darkness and rage.

Although this beast tamed by the Beast Tamer didn’t have the support of a spiritual weapon, its continuous creation of weapons kept him overwhelmed, preventing him from concentrating his efforts on attacking the Beast Tamer himself.

Even on the rare occasion he gained the advantage and struck at the beast’s body, a layer of golden light would block him, leaving the beast unharmed.

Now that Tang Ying and Zhu Changyu had fallen in succession, the thousand gathered prodigies were nearly half defeated without a fight, and the remaining couldn’t match a mere few dozen Beast Tamers from the Phoenix Flame Empire.

This had seeded the idea of retreat in Jin Yulong’s mind.

He had underestimated the strength of not only Lin Su and his companions but also that of the Phoenix Flame Empire.

As he watched Lu Ziye, whose aura had dropped to the seventh level of the Nayuan Realm, Jin Yulong felt no relief. The image of Lu Ziye destroying Zhu Changyu’s near entry-level martial technique with a talisman-empowered strike was still vivid in his mind, indicating that Lu Ziye’s true abilities far exceeded what was apparent on the surface.

One misstep led to another, and now, without decisive action, he feared he would end up like Zhu Changyu.

Determination flashed in Jin Yulong’s eyes, and before Lu Ziye could make his move, he fiercely resisted the Silver Warrior’s halberd with his golden maces, then took a chance to pull out an oddly-designed Jade Talisman from his Space Ring under everyone’s watchful eyes.

The Jade Talisman, similar to a talisman-empowered weapon, was inscribed with ancient silver patterns. As Jin Yulong activated it with his yuan energy, specks of silver light rapidly escaped from the patterns, spreading outward like a nebula.

“Damn it, that’s a Great Teleportation Talisman!” exclaimed Lu Ziye, first in shock, then filled with distress, “Ah, my Great Teleportation Talisman!”

Hearing this, Jin Yulong, on the verge of being teleported, glared fiercely at Lu Ziye, then swiftly vanished amidst a swath of silver-white nebula.

“He actually had a Great Teleportation Talisman?!” Yan Susen quickly approached, his expression growing serious.

This item resembled talisman-empowered weapons, but couldn’t be wielded by Weapon Casting Masters. Once energized with yuan energy, it could instantaneously teleport someone tens of thousands of miles away.

The method to create it was long lost, only found in ancient ruins, making it extremely precious.

He hadn’t expected Jin Yulong to possess such an artifact.

“Truly a disaster that lingers for a thousand years,” Lu Ziye spat fiercely.

Escaping with the Great Teleportation Talisman, Jin Yulong was likely no longer in the western region of the battlefield of prodigies; finding him to eliminate the threat would be impossible for the time being.

“Boom!”

A sharp explosion brought Lu Ziye and Yan Susen quickly back to their senses.

The two men simultaneously turned their attention to Lin Su.

Meanwhile, during the time Jin Yulong fled, the battle on Lin Su’s side had also neared its end.