Infinite Terror: This Middle Continent is Rebellious

Chapter 292 It’s a rare opportunity to witness the battle between powerful men. Even if I die, it’s worth it!
Instantly, Wen Lie's aura surged! Increasing! Exploding! An overwhelming sense of oppression enveloped the Great Victory Pass, shocking everyone's minds into a blank.

At the moment when the Nine Yin Divine Claws were perfected, Wen Lie also finally completed the accumulation of the fourth-level intermediate level. Like flowing clouds and water, his realm naturally broke through to the fourth-level intermediate level.

"Not good! Wen Lie is using war to support his own war, waiting for an opportunity to break through!"

King Jinlun's expression changed drastically, and he finally realized Wen Lie's plan.

However, he discovered it too late.

Just as Song Tian did not expect that Wen Lie's cultivation system was ripple qigong rather than internal energy, King Jinlun did not expect that Wen Lie had not yet broken through to the demigod realm before.

"Breakthrough?"

The Queen, Linaya, the Commander-in-Chief, the Emperor and the others looked at each other and then at Adam.

Adam frowned, pondered for a moment, and then said, "It doesn't matter. At this level, if we play all our cards, the chances of killing Wen Lie are about 60%."

Song Tian said in a deep voice: "Wen Lie hasn't revealed his trump card yet. He is still using the Nine Yin Divine Claws that he learned in the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes."

Adam turned to look at King Jinlun and said calmly, "King Jinlun, I invite you to take the stage in the next round. You must force Wen Lie to use his full strength."

Upon hearing this, King Jinlun's face darkened and he snorted.

"You think I can't beat Wen Lie?"

Adam asked in return, "Is the King of France sure of victory?"

King Jinlun said in a deep voice: "I will never lose!"

Is it really impossible to lose?

King Jinlun was shaken for a moment. He believed that he was stronger than the general, but could he defeat the general so easily?
For the Great Khan! For the Buddhist heritage of Tibet! He will never lose!

The hesitation only lasted for a moment before it was replaced by firm belief. King Jinlun's face became fierce, and his eyes revealed a firm will.

In an instant, a sharp and piercing noise resounded through the sky, torturing people's eardrums while presenting a horrifying scene.

I saw a pair of sharp claws digging into the general's face with great force. With extreme precision and terrifying power, they tore the hard mask into two halves.

The white mask split to the left and right, like a durian being broken open.

However, there was no flesh inside, only pure white light.

The light was overflowing, and the general was trying hard to retract it, but the cracked wound could not be healed, and his efforts were in vain.

The golden claws fell mercilessly on the general's body, tearing the sturdy leather suit into pieces. In just a few seconds, the general's leather suit became riddled with holes under Wen Lie's claws.

A large amount of light erupted from the general's body, illuminating the sky. Gradually, the figure of the giant of light disappeared in the light.

A beam of light fell beside Adam, and a pot-bellied young man emerged from it. The defeated general escaped by canceling the transformation mechanism, but he was also seriously injured. He lay on the ground with his eyes closed, his breath hanging by a thread, and his face pale. His vitality had dropped to the bottom.

The queen hurriedly took out a bottle of panacea, pinched open the general's mouth, and poured the potion in.

The universal elixir is a C-level disposable item with extremely powerful effects. Even a seriously injured person on the verge of death will fully recover within a minute.

However, this panacea did not produce such a good effect on the damage caused to Wen Lie. Although the general's face was not as pale, the vitality he recovered was not much.

Luo Yinglong took two glances at the general and immediately identified the symptoms.

"His soul was wounded, too."

The level of the fourth-level intermediate is very different from that of the fourth-level primary. It can already penetrate deep into the soul and cause damage. Enemies killed by Wen Lie cannot be resurrected through conventional means.

Although the general did not die, his injuries were not easy to heal.

In desperation, the queen could only take out a higher-level potion and roughly pour it into the general's mouth.

On the stage, without even a moment's mourning for the general's crushing defeat, the one who immediately rushed to the battlefield was—the strongest of the Tantric sects! King Jinlun!

"Wen Lie, take my move, 100% power, double elephant punch!"

Without giving Wen Lie time to rest, King Jinlun jumped up and used simple and crude light skills to jump into the air higher than Wen Lie.

He looked down from a high position and used all his strength to perform the boxing techniques of the Dragon Elephant Prajna.

Powerful energy rose up, and the tremendous power turned into a giant elephant. The elephant raised its upper body, and its thick legs and King Jinlun's fists attacked Wen Lie together.

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra is worthy of being the number one guardian skill in Tantric Buddhism. At this moment, the power unleashed by King Jinlun far surpassed the general's giant form of light. The terrifying gravity enveloped Wen Lie's body, trying to knock Wen Lie down from the sky in one fell swoop.

"How shameless of you, monk! As the Mongolian Imperial Master, how could you launch a surprise attack?"

Seeing the power of King Jinlun, Huang Rong's face changed. Even Guo Jing, Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong had never displayed such powerful skills in front of her.

As far as I can remember, only Genghis Khan had this ability, or even better.

"It's okay! You came just in time!"

If it was Wen Lie before his breakthrough, and he was attacked by King Jinlun, he would have suffered a small loss.

However, the Wen Lie today is completely different from the Wen Lie a minute ago.

Wen Lie laughed wildly, and stretched out his hands like iron hooks, and the sharp force tore through King Jinlun's fist.

King Jinlun saw Wen Lie's arm suddenly grow longer, accompanied by a crackling sound. Although he was clearly one step later than him in attacking, his claws had already grabbed his arm, and the sharp fingertips broke through the thick skin.

Then, the arms quickly retracted, and a pair of sharp claws slid down from King Jinlun's arms.

In an instant, ten blood marks appeared on the arms of King Jinlun, and the twelve dragon statues' indestructible flesh was torn off by almost a centimeter of skin.

When the claws slid down to the wrist, Wen Lie immediately grabbed King Jinlun's pulse and was about to use his exquisite claw technique to cut off his wrist.

However, King Jinlun is not a weakling like the general who is only at the third level. As a martial arts master, he is no less skilled than Wen Lie.

In an instant, King Jinlun changed his stance, transforming his ferocious and domineering Elephant Pull Fist into a sharp and delicate Dragon Claw Hand. His hands seemed to transform into two golden dragons, swimming away from Wen Lie's claws by a hair's breadth and clawing back at Wen Lie's hands. Wen Lie twisted his wrist, not dodging, and attacked King Jinlun with both claws.

The four hands crossed, as if four divine weapons were clashing with each other, producing a harsh and dull collision sound.

Wen Lie and King Jinlun can be said to be of the same type. They both have domineering personalities, and their strength is their strength rather than their moves. Once they start fighting, neither of them will give in.

In an instant, the claw shadows overlapped, the force broke through the air, and the ten fingers danced wildly, causing sparks to fly everywhere.

The Nine Yin Divine Claws and the Dragon Claw Hands continued to entangle with each other, pulling each other, their speed getting faster and faster, their moves becoming more and more fierce, and the force released formed a fierce storm.

Looking up from below, Wen Lie and King Jinlun seemed to be in a huge ball of wind. The chaotic airflow cut through the air, and even the space was faintly cracked by the sharp claws.

Their claw techniques were equally domineering and sharp, and the fight in the sky was so fierce that even if a top-notch master got close, he would be torn to pieces by the residual power of the fight.

However, Ouyang Feng, Guo Jing, and Adam could see that Wen Lie had the upper hand in the claw fight.

In terms of the exquisiteness of the claw technique, the Nine Yin Divine Claw is only the unique skill of the Ming Cult masters, while the Dragon Claw Hand is a complementary martial art to the Dragon Elephant Prajna Hand, the first guardian magic skill of Tantric Buddhism. It is slightly faster in comparison, and its advantage lies in restraining weapon martial arts.

However, in terms of attack power, all the blood vessels in the human body become the routes for the Nine Yin Divine Claws to operate. The power from different blood vessels overlaps and works simultaneously. The theory is similar to Tan Gong's Three Waves of the Yangtze River and Zhang Heng's Nine-Arrow Explosive Arrows.

However, Wen Lie's accumulated strength, let alone three layers, was more than thirty thousand layers. The destructive power that erupted at once was so great that even with the Dragon Scale Body, King Jinlun could not be immune to Wen Lie's claw attack.

In less than half a minute, the two people in the air decided the winner of the first round.

King Jinlun did not have the ability to fly. Even though he relied on his internal strength and lightness skills to stay in the air, he could not be as flexible as Wen Lie, allowing Wen Lie to seize the opportunity and knock him down from the sky.

"boom!!!!"

It could be called a meteorite bombardment. King Jinlun fell from a high altitude and created a huge deep pit on the ground. The impact force that spread in all directions caused an earthquake in Dashengguan.

However, this level of attack could not cause any harm to King Jinlun. As he landed, he jumped up, maintained his balance, and landed steadily on his feet.

"You bastard! If you've got the guts, come down and fight me!"

King Jinlun roared to the sky, his eyes wide open, exuding a fierce aura.

This guy is really like a Hong Kong comics guy. When he gets angry, he starts swearing.

However, Wen Lie was not much behind.

"Come on, I'm going to beat the shit out of you right now!"

With a curse in return, Wen Lie descended from the sky, giving up the advantage of terrain without a care. His claws were like an eagle swooping down on a rabbit, and the force of his claws cut through the air and went straight for the head of King Jinlun.

"Draw your fist towards the sky!"

King Jinlun was delighted and punched upward like an elephant, using offense as defense and launching a series of attacks.

The two claws and fists collided. Wen Lie intended to use the same trick again and grab King Jinlun's hands, but King Jinlun's fists came in a series of fierce and fast attacks, and he broke Wen Lie's Nine Yin Divine Claws.

Wen Lie flew into the air and landed on the ground several meters away.

The moment his feet touched the ground, physics seemed to have lost its effect on Wen Lie. He shook his feet downwards, and his body appeared in front of King Jinlun. His right claw attacked King Jinlun's face, and his left claw attacked King Jinlun's throat. The speed of his claws was as fast as wind and lightning, and extremely ferocious.

King Jinlun immediately used the Elephant Pull Chain, and his fists blasted out like a storm. The two streams of energy intertwined with each other, and the fierce fist pressure enveloped Wen Lie's claws.

Wen Lie used the Nine Yin Divine Claws to generate suction and recoil from his palms, but he was unable to dissolve King Jinlun's series of elephant-drawn blows, and could only confront King Jinlun's fists head-on.

Ten fingers against two fists, both of them were giving it their all, and both of them were injured in the fight.

The force emitted from the fingertips drilled a bloody hole the size of a fingernail in King Jinlun's fist, and the brutal fist twisted Wen Lie's finger joints.

Wen Lie shook his arm, and some of the dislocated joints returned to their original state. The tiny claw marks did not cause any injuries to King Jinlun that affected his movements. The two continued to fight each other with their fists and claws without interruption, and neither of them would reveal a flaw because of this small setback.

However, in comparison, King Jinlun has more moves that can create variables.

"Dragon Claw Elephant Fist!"

King Jinlun uses two martial arts at the same time. One hand has a dragon claw, which is sharp and can split gold and stone. The other hand has an elephant puller, which can shake the heaven and earth and terrify the mountains.

With both feet on the ground, King Jinlun was not without leverage. He could only use his dragon claw hand to fight Wen Lie back and forth. Sometimes his claws moved vertically and his fists moved horizontally, with unpredictable movements. Then he used the dragon tail kick and ivory spike, and all kinds of moves were used at the same time, fiercely bombarding Wen Lie.

Wen Lie responded to all changes with constancy, using both hands to use the Nine Yin Divine Claws, attacking without defense, and attacking King Jinlun with all his strength.

The two fought fiercely, pouring out all their strength, their fists shattering the earth, and their claws tearing the sky. They were like human-shaped natural disasters, colliding with each other in a close distance, and their will and momentum were like violent beasts biting each other. Bloody murderous intent and ferocious fighting spirit permeated the air, and the martial arts heroes who were still watching the fight were all affected by the aura, which drew out the evil spirit of warriors from their hearts.

"So exciting, so exciting! It's so rare to witness a battle between powerful warriors. Even if I die, it's worth the price of admission!"

The force spreading from the front made the martial arts heroes instinctively break out in cold sweats. Their faces were distorted unnaturally, revealing hideous smiles. They turned into bloodthirsty crowds and shouted loudly.

The likes of the Five Supremes were not so easily affected by the Qi. Hong Qigong watched for a while and couldn't help but ask Zheng Zha, "Zheng boy, does Wen Lie only know the Nine Yin Divine Claw?"

Using claws and fingers to fight against fists, and the opponent is at the same level as you, there are not many people in the world who would do this. Even ordinary people who don't know martial arts understand the mutual restraint of rock-paper-scissors.

What? One Finger Zen? That's a sword energy that penetrates the air, not some external martial arts technique. Every punch hits the flesh.

Zheng Zha said helplessly: "Not really, but..."

Wen Lie’s most powerful martial art is the Nine Yin Divine Claw.

Hong Qigong didn't understand the hidden meaning of Zheng Zha's words. He only knew that Wen Lie had other reasons, so he could only use the Nine Yin Divine Claw.

However, if he only uses this first-class claw technique over and over again, he will not be able to gain any advantage in a head-on confrontation with a strong opponent of the same level who has a full set of fists, claws, fingers and legs.

Hong Qigong watched for a long time and found that Wen Lie's advantage was that his claw technique had increased his attack power by thousands of times for some reason, but King Jinlun also had a set of magical skills to protect his body, so he could not win quickly and his advantage was offset.

Relying on the Nine Yin Divine Claws, it was already quite good that he could fight King Jinlun to a draw, but if he continued to fight like this, Wen Lie would be defeated sooner or later.

(End of this chapter)