C360 Lightning Whip
C360 Lightning Whip
"Boom!" Ma Baoguo slammed his hand on the ground and his body bounced up, standing up once again.
He waved his hand at the disciples and said, "Master is fine. He is just an ordinary person without any cultivation. How could he hurt me?"
"Master, you..." His eldest disciple, Yan Fang, pointed at his own forehead and signaled to his master.
"Huh?" Ma Baoguo also noticed that his left line of sight was blocked. He turned his hand and cast a water mirror spell.
On the surface of the mirror, there was a purple bruise on his left eye. It was a tall bump.
The villagers who respected Grandmaster Ma could not help but twitch their lips and shoulders when they saw him. However, due to Grandmaster Ma's reputation, they forced themselves to hold back their laughter.
Ma Baoguo saw the expressions of the people around him and became angry. He glared at Han Xiong and roared:
"You didn't just randomly hit me! Two punches and kicks, catch the whip leg!"
"You are well-trained, come prepared!"
After saying this, he became even angrier. He originally thought that a brat who knew nothing would be killed with a flip of his hand, but he never thought that he would be slapped in the face twice.
This fellow deliberately pretended to be harmless and lured me into being fooled!
What a vicious brat!
A cold light flashed in Ma Baoguo's eyes. He wanted to kill Han Xiong.
After that, he explained to the people around him.
"In Wutong Continent, we pay attention to you ordinary people who have no cultivation base. If I attack you, you will already be dead!"
"I'm using the 'high skill'!"
"I didn't expect that not only would you not appreciate it, you would even attack me again and again!"
Oh, so that's how it is!
The surrounding people nodded in unison. The rules of the Wutong Continent were different from the rules of the Manzhou, and Ma Baoguo had the demeanor of a grandmaster. He was indeed worthy of being a Saint Stage warrior!
"I want you to know what it means to have someone stronger than you, a brat who doesn't know manners!"
Ma Baoguo's words were pretty, but the awe-inspiring meaning behind his words sent chills down everyone's spine.
"Ha!" He let out a loud shout. A strong and majestic aura gushed out from his body. It was as if a storm had swept across the square. In the face of this terrifying aura, the quails in the winter wind of the tens of thousands of villagers trembled.
Ma Baoguo nodded his head in satisfaction when he saw the reaction of the people around him.
He had unleashed all of his Dragon Becoming Stage Qi to scare these ordinary people who had no cultivation base. It was already good enough that they could stand still, but they still wanted to attack?
"Humph! Humph!" Two muffled sounds came from his nose. Ma Baoguo turned his head and looked at Han Xiong.
"Let's hope he's not scared to the point that his excrement and urine flow like a river!"
He turned around and saw that Han Xiong was standing there all right, looking at him with burning eyes.
"Humph!"
Ma Baoguo cursed in his heart. He didn't hesitate anymore and secretly controlled his spiritual power. A strong white light lit up on his hands. Surging spiritual power gathered on them, and then he moved his palms together and instantly struck out three palms!
"Third layer of Yang Gate!"
Three palm prints rose in the air. The front palm roared, and the back palm chased after him. One palm after another, each palm stronger than the last. The power of the three huge palm prints kept increasing, and they crashed towards Han Xiong with a force that could topple mountains and overturn seas! Three layers of Yang Gate, three layers of Yang Gate, three layers of Yang Gate, three layers of Yang Gate, three layers of Yang Gate, three layers of Yang Gate, three layers of Yang Gate, three layers of Yang Gate!
"Not good!!" When the chief of the Heavenly Barbarian Tribe saw such a terrifying power, he couldn't help but stand up.
If this move were to go on, Han Xiong would either die or be crippled. Even the surrounding villagers would be injured!
To use such a powerful technique on an ordinary person who had never practiced it before, this was too much!
Even the village chiefs of the other villages showed a trace of anger in their eyes.
Facing the three giant palms, Han Xiong's eyes widened. The surging Qi and blood in his body rumbled as they circulated. His originally bulging muscles became even more muscular. His legs sank and his waist twisted. Instead of retreating, he advanced. He charged straight at the attack!
His legs stepped on the ground, causing the earth to shake and the mountains to tremble. The surrounding people couldn't stand stably.
"Hey!" Han Xiong's body soared into the sky. At the last moment, he narrowly avoided three palm winds. Then, like a goshawk pouncing on a rabbit, he jumped straight down from the air.
His left hand clenched his five fingers into a fist. The muscles on it shook like mercury flowing. He drove his fist to break through the air and created a fierce fist wind. It was aimed at Ma Baoguo's left ear and back, and a single peak was smashed down.
His right hand moved like the spring wind and swept across the opponent's chest. The five fingers on his right hand were bouncing on his chest like pipa, triggering waves of Gang Qis.
Han Xiong's feet were like springs. He took a small step forward and kicked Ma Baoguo's joints with his right foot, causing Ma Baoguo to stagger. In the end, he naturally took the first two moves and took them all.
His series of attacks, along with the continuous beating and the movement of his hands and feet, made Ma Baoguo, who was caught off guard, dizzy from the heavy beating.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Damn you, little brat!"
As a cultivator of the Wutong Continent, Ma Baoguo had never encountered such close combat. In his fury, his left hand was like a knife, and the spiritual energy on it was white and dense. With a vertical slash, it released a sharp spiritual energy of more than 30 meters. He swung it at Han Xiong's head.
Regardless of whether the attack hit the ground or not, his right hand struck the ground with a backhand palm. Immediately after, a dull sound was heard from the ground, and sharp earth spikes that flickered with a cold light shot out explosively towards the ground!
"Hey!" Han Xiong took a deep breath and moved his feet repeatedly. He twisted and turned in between the square feet. The speed that erupted was completely incompatible with his attack, and he did not stop attacking either.
His hands were like hammers. Collapsing, smashing, hacking, and other moves were launched. He used the force from his waist to move his arms. He threw punches one after another. In the howling gale wind, along with the surging blood energy in his body, he kept roaring.
His feet bounced, kicked, rubbed, kicked and so on. His legs were combined with his movement technique, and he was as nimble as a fish.
In the eyes of the onlookers, Han Xiong's surging blood energy soared up to the sky from all over his body. Like a smoke signal, it hovered above his head, and his entire body turned into a weapon. His head, knees, elbow, tiger claws and so on were like a storm. He attacked Ma Baoguo.
Ma Baoguo, on the other hand, was not weak either. The spiritual energy in his body was surging like a tide. With a wave of his hand, a violent wind roared, and the spiritual energy around his fist surged like tidal waves. He didn't back down in the slightest as he fought Han Xiong. The aftermath of the battle caused ripples to appear in the air. It left deep marks on the square, even those who had retreated far away. What?
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The two exchanged dozens of blows, and a loud explosion sounded out in the square.
"Boom!"
Following a loud explosion, the two of them stood at a distance of a hundred zhang, and it seemed like there was no winner or loser!
"Kid, not bad!" Ma Baoguo's face was as gloomy as the bottom of a pot. He never thought that this guy's body would be so strong. Moreover, his opponent's attack contained a strange force that was impossible to guard against.
The most damnable thing was that his opponent was in close combat, making it difficult for him to launch his attack.
Ma Baoguo cursed in his heart, "This kid, he didn't even know what he ate to grow up. His attacks are heavy and heavy, as if he doesn't know exhaustion."
"Looks like I can only use that move!"
Ma Baoguo stared at Han Xiong with a pair of cold eyes. He said coldly,
"Kid, I will let you experience my unique skill."
"Five hundred lightning whips in an instant!"
When the disciples he brought heard his master's words, they clasped their arms and raised their heads, looking very pleased with themselves.
"Kid, this is the ultimate skill of my master. In the Wutong Continent, everyone knows about it!"
"In an instant, he has unleashed five hundred whips that carry the power of wind and lightning. His power is astonishing, and his destructive power is heaven defying!"
"Even if ten Saint Stage experts came, they would still die under this secret technique!"
"I advise you to surrender obediently, or else there won't be any dust left!"
Hearing the words of Master Ma's disciple, everyone in the scene was in an uproar, and both of them were shivering in fear.
Master Ma enjoyed everyone's reaction very much. There was a trace of a cold smile on his face. He turned his head and warned Han Xiong.
"Don't be careless, don't make a mistake! Rat tail juice!"