I Can See Your Combat Power

- 239: The Secret Technique That Disappeared for a Thousand Years

: : The Secret Technique That Disappeared for a Thousand Years

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The gilded carriage drawn by the mythical creatures didn’t stop, and the martial artists on the bridge wouldn’t allow it, so a collision was inevitable. Five martial artists from the Fierce Realm stood in a line in front of Ji Fu, watching the Gilded War Chariot coming closer and closer, close enough that the hot breath of the armored lion-tiger beasts blew on their faces, they still stood unflinchingly like mountains.

The wild beasts, possessing the bloodline of the divine beasts, saw the tiny humans blocking their path and raised their front paws high, aiming to strike down on Ji Qing’s head.

The beast’s claw, wrapped in fierce flames and accompanied by the whistling wind, attacked Ji Qing’s head. He raised his left hand, suspended in the air, as if trying to block the giant claw thicker than his waist.

“To overestimate one’s capabilities!” A glint of such light flashed in the eyes of the warrior on the carriage frame.

The most foolish thing in the world is to compete in strength with fierce beasts, even the physical cultivators in the ancient times, their ultimate goal was to develop a body close to that of fierce beasts.

However, the fierce beasts they aimed for absolutely did not include those with divine beast bloodlines, like the armored lion-tiger beasts.

This barren beast, born from the union of the holy beasts Qilin and the Flame Cloud Tiger, not only possessed the ability to control fire and manipulate spirits, but also held the power of a colossal dragon, smashing mountains and splitting cliffs casually.

Perhaps there are stunning martial artists who can defeat the armored lion-tiger beast, but in terms of strength, the armored warrior sneered, looking forward to Ji Qing being killed by the lion-tiger beast with a single swipe.

“Bang”!

The beast’s claw collided with Ji Qing’s left arm, and the explosion like the cracking of gold and stone reverberated in the night sky of Xiling, waves of air rippled from the arm and the beast’s claw under the incredulous gaze of the three armored warriors.

The expressionless middle-aged man actually blocked the lion-tiger beast’s huge claw with his arm.

“Roar ” A savage flame was ignited on the lion-tiger beast. It was completely enraged, its dragon strength bloodline boiling, and its height of five feet surged again, its dense scales spread out, and it pushed down on its front claw with force.

Feeling the anger of the lion-tiger beast, the pure-blooded Suanni behind it roared and stood up high, its front claws attacking Ji Qing.

With the power of the giant dragon added to his body, Ji Qing held up his right hand against the beast’s claw, bearing the pressure, but he was helpless against the attack of the other three spiritual beasts.

Luckily, he did not come alone. Ji Feng, Ji Man, and Ji Di appeared next to Ji Qing instantly, each held off a spiritual beast.

For a moment, the top chariot in Xiling was forced to a halt by the four warriors, creating a stalemate on the scene.

As soon as Ji Qing blocked the front claw of the lion-tiger beast, the three armored warriors began preparing their Combined Attack Technique. During their standoff with the chariot, the three clasped their hands together, the surging spiritual power turned into a cyan dragon, attacking Ji Qing, who was struggling to resist the power of the dragon.

Ji Man, who had his hands behind his back originally, also made a move when he saw this Combined Attack Technique. He activated his technique, a giant hammer made entirely of spiritual power whistling towards the dragon’s skull.

In the midst of the roaring, the dragon beast and the silver hammer collided, the formidable spiritual power exploded in the semi-air between the chariot’ and the martial artists, the lightning attack erupted, flinging the four Ji Family martial artists who were resisting the fierce beasts, and even the three pure-blooded Suanni were thrown to the ground by the spiritual power. Only the armored lion-tiger was unaffected by the spiritual explosion, still holding up the carriage frame.

At this moment, suddenly, the door of the chariot opened, and Xu Lao, holding the Emperor’s Void Phoenix Sword, came to Ji Qing’s body like a swift light.

The indestructible Emperor’s Void Phoenix Sword was aimed straight at Ji Qing’s chest, targeting his heart chamber.

Just as Ji Fu on the bridge sees that Ji Qing is about to be killed under the sword of Elder Xu Ying, he makes his move. Over ten silver spirit weapons appeared in the air behind him, followed by the sound of them slicing through the air as they shot towards Elder Xu Ying.

“The Han’s Weapon Mastery Technique!” Elder Xu Ying whispered in disbelief, astounded by the reappearance of this secret art that had vanished years ago. However, his primary concern now was to block these spirit weapons.

Elder Xu Ying withdrew his Golden Divine Sword, slashing at the dozen or so spirit weapons that were already near him with all his might. Explosive sword energy erupted in all directions, each burst accurately striking a spirit weapon. It took every ounce of Elder Xu Ying’s power to reduce these myriad spirit weapons to nothingness, leaving behind traces of their ethereal qualities in the night sky from their collision. The four Ji Family guards had weathered the shock of the spirit burst and had managed to get on their feet, standing behind Ji Fu with cold expressions.

Having dealt with the silver spirit weapons, Elder Xu Ying floated down from the air, standing before the Gilded War Chariot, looking at Ji Fu from a distance while he fell silent.

However, Ji Fu maintained a calm expression, offering an ancient gesture of courtesy to Elder Xu Ying, “Greetings, Brother Xu!”

Brother Ji…Saint Han, hello.” Elder Xu Ying, who had also sheathed his sword, gave Ji Fu the same ancient courtesy and hesitated when addressing him. If the initial speculations were correct, and given what Ji Fu had just called him, Ji Fu’s identity was practically revealed.

In noble households, terms of address such as ‘Brother’ are only used when two families are acquainted. Moreover, as the Xu Clan has produced a saint, only families that have also produced a saint can claim to be acquaintances with the Xu Clan. Even descendants of the seventy-two King Realm disciples of Saint Xu cannot regard the Xu Clan’s sons as ‘brother’.

However, there hasn’t been a Saint in the Ji family in history, yet Ji Fu could use the Han’s unique Weapon Mastery Technique. If Elder Xu Ying couldn’t figure out from this that the man in front of him was a descendant of the Han family, it would be a bit unreasonable.

It is just slightly embarrassing that they had just obtained the Boundary Breaking Stone from the Han Family, and are now approached by a descendant of the Han Family.

Seeing Xu’s salute, Ji Fu just nodded slightly and said calmly, “It is indeed rare. It’s not often the esteemed Xu Clan from Tian Nan remembers the fallen Han Clan.”

“Ah! Brother, why say such a thing.” Elder Xu Ying detected resentment in Ji Fu’s words and tried to explain, “Over ten years ago, a martial artist claiming to be a descendant of the Han family appeared in Zhongzhou. My Xu Clan took the risk and sent the Divine Sword Army to Zhongzhou. Unfortunately, we were a step too late, otherwise, Brother would not have had to face an unknown fate.”

In Xu Sheng’s life, the person he respected most was Saint Han. They were genuinely close despite the age difference, and their actions were remarkably similar. Saint Han advocated for peace and unity in the world, Saint Xu hoped that everyone could be like a dragon, and the idea of a worldly sanctuary was a decision made in agreement between the two saints.

Unfortunately, Xu Sheng was too preoccupied with conquest in his lifetime and his early end came too soon. Otherwise, how could Saint Han have been trapped in a desperate situation with no help at hand?

“Hmm.” Faced with Elder Xu Ying’s explanation, Ji Fu just grunted coldly, “Do you think this is a good place for a conversation, Brother?” © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Their recent clash of spiritual power had already alarmed many people in Xiling. If the two of them linger for a while, they will be surrounded. Elder Xu Ying was not overly bothered about this, but Ji Fu had more plans for his trip to Xiling, and he didn’t want any information to leak out.

“What Brother says is true. Let me greet my Aunt, and then we’ll find a quiet place,” he replied.

No need!” Ji Fu pointed at the four-horse chariot with the gilded hub and said,

“Let him come with us.”

“This…” Faced with Ji Fu’s assertiveness, Elder Xu Ying had some difficulty because the woman in the chariot, Xu Shuhui, was his elder, and Tang Luo was the legitimate son of the Tang Clan. He felt he had no right to decide whether they stayed or left.

In the midst of his hesitation, the carriage door opened again. Ji Fu got a clear look at the people inside – a distinguished lady holding a sleeping girl and the noble son who had been bidding against him, sitting next to her saying, “No problem; we’ll go together. Let me also see the demeanor of the descendant of Saint Han.”

Gazing at the box made of Zitan wood at the lady’s feet in the war chariot, Ji Fu huffed and flew towards the city’s outskirts..