Chapter 974 - 326: Fierce Battle (Part 3)

"Tiger Roar Dragon Chant!"

Wu Yiyi shouted in a low voice, and the sound of a tiger’s roar and a dragon’s chant echoed from within his body.

A purple giant dragon let out a dragon’s chant, rushing out from his body and entwining around the shadow of a fierce tiger.

In an instant, Wu Yiyi’s aura surged dramatically, his muscles clashed together, and his blood vessels and veins twisted menacingly around his body like vines.

Tiger Roar Dragon Chant is a secret technique of their bloodline that, once used, allows the body’s strength to surge.

On the current basis, it increases by twofold, reaching an astounding threefold level.

This terrifying power had long surpassed the Middle Stage of Golden Elixir, reaching the Late Stage of Golden Elixir.

Whoosh!

Ang!

Roar!

Wu Yiyi forcibly withstood Lin Zheyu’s punch, his aura surging dramatically, and as he stepped back to stabilize himself, he swung out his right leg, aiming at Lin Zheyu’s face.

The fierce strike, like a dragon swishing its tail, whooshed and appeared before Lin Zheyu in the blink of an eye.

"As expected of a genius, indeed hiding a killer move!"

Lin Zheyu squinted his eyes upon seeing this.

Under the gaze of the golden Celestial Eye, the speed of the fierce strike was greatly slowed down.

Countless countermeasures emerged in his mind, and instinctively his body posed to meet the attack.

Clang!

With his shoulder, he forcibly took Wu Yiyi’s strike, his right hand swung up to wrap around the opponent’s lower leg.

At the same time, turning his left hand into a blade, he stabbed it into the energy flow node on the leg.

"Such fast reaction speed!"

"Incredible combat awareness, this guy is definitely not a mindless demon!"

Such thoughts flashed through Wu Yiyi’s mind.

If he got hit by Lin Zheyu’s palm, this leg would lose its fighting capacity, taking several breaths to recover.

For strong ones at their level, a single breath is enough to decide the outcome.

"Since that is the case, then..."

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Wu Yiyi’s eyes.

His body jerked violently, producing a cracking sound from the grabbed lower leg, and his joints dislocated instantly, avoiding a deadly attack.

At the same time.

Wu Yiyi swung both fists, one like a tiger, one turning into a dragon, and in an instant, with a tiger’s roar and dragon’s chant, them aimed at Lin Zheyu’s head.

He was gambling with his life.

Since he suspected the demon before him possessed wisdom, it was easier; as long as there’s wisdom, the fear of death would arise.

Wu Yiyi intended to use the cost of a ruined leg or even severe injury to blow up Lin Zheyu’s head.

Without a head, he could immediately seize the advantage.

"No wonder you’re a Wu Family genius, such ruthless means!"

Lin Zheyu thought to himself.

His body rapidly retreated; the moment he let go of Wu Yiyi’s lower leg, his waist twisted, and his right leg thundered out.

Boom!

Crack!

The thick, scale-covered thigh slammed into Wu Yiyi’s leg, making a cracking noise.

The just dislocated joint of Wu Yiyi’s leg showed signs of fracture in an instant.

But he remained expressionless, advancing instead of retreating, launching even more fierce and ruthless attacks.

The attack was like a storm, and the screams of tiger and dragon roared through the entire void.

Boom boom boom!

Rumble rumble!

A purple and a black terrifying figure collided hundreds of times within a few breaths.

Each collision, the attack moves were ruthlessly fierce.

The more Wu Yiyi fought, the more alarmed he became.

After using Tiger Roar Dragon Chant, his strength, speed, and combat prowess completely overwhelmed the demon before him.

But even so, fighting with this demon, Wu Yiyi felt immensely stifled.

The opponent seemed to have the ability to predict the future, always able to take countermeasures in advance, and always able to spot his flaws with a keen eye.

This led to even with overwhelming power, being unable to take down the demon.

As time passed, his aura began to show signs of declining, indicating the effect of Tiger Roar Dragon Chant was about to fade.

"Retreat!"

"The strong ones of the Sea Race are coming, let’s leave here first!"

Wu Yiyi made a swift decision.

Rumble!

Like a dragon’s tail swipe, he fiercely struck Lin Zheyu’s chest, forcibly knocking him away.

Taking such a terrifying blow, a thick fluid oozed from beneath the scale armor on Lin Zheyu’s chest.

But in a moment, he recovered as before.

This is the might of the demon, the terrifying innate recovery ability of demons, as long as it’s not a fatal injury, they recover quickly.

"Trying to leave?"

"Stay behind for me!"

Lin Zheyu stomped forcefully, his wings behind him flapped powerfully, bursting forth with astonishing speed, shooting toward Wu Yiyi.

The close-quarters battle, with punches hitting flesh, gave him a sense of thorough joy and exhilaration he hadn’t felt in a long time.

Demon form was not his strongest form.

The human form, wielding the Seven Extremes Blade, with Shrinking of Earth and the Golden Body Dharma Aspect, was his peak state.

Yet in demon form, he fought on par with Wu Yiyi who used the Bloodline Secret Skill.

This gave Lin Zheyu a deeper comprehension of his strength.

He was very strong.

Even against the Late Stage of Golden Elixir strong ones, he could fight for a victory.

Rumble!

Ang!

Roar!

Boom boom boom boom boom boom!

Lin Zheyu once again caught up with Wu Yiyi, relying on the demon’s powerful life force, and tangled with him.

To avoid revealing his identity, he did not use any Martial Dao techniques in his attacks.

Purely relying on the terrifying insight of the golden Celestial Eye, the raw power, and a strategy of exchanging injuries, he launched fiercer, reckless onslaughts.

As long as the injuries weren’t severe enough to shatter the head or limbs, they would recover in an instant.