Chapter 61
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Chapter 61: Stone Armor Technique
"Interesting, interesting! I didn’t expect both of them to have a physical bloodline talent, one skilled in defense and the other in offense. Now we will see who is stronger in this clash," Shi Hai said, feeling very intrigued by the scene.
"Xiaoming has a bit of an unfair advantage. He knows that his bloodline is best at defense, and once his talent is activated, it becomes nearly flawless. Little Friend Wang definitely won’t be able to hurt him in the time of a stick of incense," said the master of the Yu family with a smile, sounding very confident.
"That’s not certain. I don’t know about other things, but Wang Yu has at least killed someone like the master of the Yu family, who is in the late stage of Qi Refining," Yin Linglong said calmly, with a glint of cold light in her beautiful eyes.
"What? Killed someone in the late stage of Qi Refining?" This time, the master of the Yu family was startled, and his face changed slightly.
"Defeating someone at a higher level?"
Shi Hai was also taken aback and instinctively looked at Wang Yu on the Martial Arts Field, showing a thoughtful expression.
The elders of the Yin family, waiting nearby, heard the conversation. Some had expressionless faces, while others frowned, their expressions varied.
…
On the Martial Arts Field, a lit incense candle has been placed in an empty spot by the side.
Wang Yu held a long sword, looking coldly at the opponent across from him.
After a slight smile, Yu Xiaoming shook his sleeve, and a bright yellow bowl appeared in his hand. He simply threw it into the air and then made a hand gesture with both hands.
With a "whoosh" sound.
The bowl trembled slightly and then unleashed a swirling yellow wind that instantly surrounded the young man, sweeping outwards in all directions while staying within a range of five or six feet, like a soaring yellow python.
At the same time, Yu Xiaoming’s roar which did not sound human echoed from the hurricane, followed by a loud boom that shook the entire ground violently.
Wang Yu’s gaze flashed as he saw the tiles on the Martial Arts Field beneath the hurricane instantly shatter over a large area.
"Puff, puff."
Countless broken stones bounced into the air, becoming part of the hurricane. Sharp stones flew in the wind, making a strange howling sound, creating an impressive spectacle.
In the eye of the hurricane, there was a giant shadow about ten feet tall, standing still in the wind like a great mountain.
"Stone Magic" "Hurricane Bowl"
Wang Yu looked at the blue long knife in his hand, then glanced at the terrifying hurricane not far away, murmuring to himself.
In the next moment, he suddenly threw the long knife to the ground and walked boldly toward the hurricane. After taking a dozen steps, he flipped his hand and a silver folding fan appeared out of nowhere.
"Whoosh" "Whoosh"
He fiercely waved the two fans against the hurricane.
Two swirling gusts of wind rushed out from the fan, merging into one, and crashed into the hurricane.
A booming sound echoed.
The two forces of wind intertwined, causing the hurricane’s strength to weaken and lose some power.
Just then, Wang Yu took a deep breath, his body suddenly grew larger, ripping his upper clothes apart. He raised his arms to shield his head, stomped one foot, and the ground cracked as he shot forward like a cannonball, charging into the storm.
Wang Yu could only hear the whistling wind around him, and he felt a warm sensation as countless small stones hit him, but the "skin" covering his body bounced them all away.
Struggling against the fierce wind, Wang Yu swayed a little before suddenly seeing light and bursting out of the storm.
At that moment, he realized that the so-called storm was just a ring of wind; behind him, the wind was still howling, but in front of him, the center was calm.
But what was going on with this Yu Xiaoming up ahead?
Wang Yu stared at the huge creature in front of him, standing about ten feet tall, speechless for a moment.
At that moment, Yu Xiaoming’s arms, body, and head were all covered in a thick layer of light red stones. Even though the surface was rough, it resembled a suit of armor. On his shoulders and the sides of his helmet, stone horns jutted out, transforming the seemingly gentle young man into a formidable giant.
"Hehe, I didn’t expect you to practice body strengthening techniques and easily break through my wind stone barrier, but that’s okay. The real support I rely on is the Bloodline Awakening’s Stone Armor Technique."
"Just a kind reminder, don’t think these are just ordinary stones. Even if I stand still, you won’t be able to harm this stone armor at all," Yu Xiaoming said with pride, his demeanor brimming with confidence as he saw Wang Yu emerge from the storm.
"Is that so? Then I need to try it to know," Wang Yu said lightly, but inside he couldn’t help but feel a bit envious and jealous.
This Stone Armor Technique is a talent that is also in his Iron Eating Crocodile bloodline!
He never expected that this ability would look so cool.
As a Bloodline Awakener of the physical body, why could his opponent awaken while he only awakened the useless Metal Sensing Technique?
Thinking of this, Wang Yu took another deep look at the light red stone armor on his opponent and swiftly drew the silver thin sword from his waist.
Then, he moved, and the thin sword rained down like a storm on the stone armor of his opponent.
A series of clanging sounds filled the air.
The silver thin sword struck the red stone as if it were hitting solid steel, leaving only white marks, but not breaking off a single piece of stone.
Yu Xiaoming stood still with his arms crossed, but the corners of his mouth curled up, clearly showing a hint of mockery.
…
The people on the stone platform watched as Wang Yu charged into the yellow whirlwind. The Martial Arts Field was still filled with howling winds, making it impossible to see what was happening inside, and they began to whisper to each other.
Yin Linglong couldn’t help but frown slightly.
Only the Yu family master and Shi Hai remained calm and composed.
"Yu family master, I remember that the Yu family’s Little Universe Mirror can show everything inside; you should have it with you," Shi Hai said with a half-smile to the man in the black robe.
"Of course! I know Xiaoming’s cultivation methods very well, so I specifically brought this mirror," the Yu family master replied, nodding. He then raised his hand, and a small silver mirror flew out from his sleeve as he made a gesture with one hand.
The silver mirror trembled twice, and two faint white beams of light shot out—one landed on the whirlwind and the other in the empty space above the Martial Arts Field.
Above the Martial Arts Field, the white light burst open, revealing a scene of light and shadow.
In the light and shadow, Wang Yu and Yu Xiaoming, now transformed, could be seen dimly. Though somewhat blurry, it was still possible to see them clearly enough.
…
Wang Yu bent his legs slightly, and suddenly sprang up into the air. At the same time, he shook his wrist, and his thin sword sparkled with silver light, aiming straight for the only part of Yu Xiaoming’s face that was not protected by stone.
But Yu Xiaoming seemed to be ready. He simply raised one hand to cover his face, causing all the silver light to hit the light red stone instead.
Wang Yu twisted his body, expressionless as he fell to the ground. He lowered his head to look at the thin sword in his hand, which had already developed a notch, and his mind raced with thoughts.
"Haha, is that all you can do? How boring!" Yu Xiaoming said with a loud laugh, lowering his head as he spoke to Wang Yu when his hand was raised.
"Boring, you say? I hope you still feel that way later," Wang Yu replied coolly as he threw the thin sword aside, then twisted his neck and shrugged his shoulders, suddenly taking a deep breath.
With a "whoosh," a large amount of air was drawn into the space nearby.
Wang Yu’s body suddenly grew larger again, and muscles on his back rippled, forming a vivid tiger head.
