Yang Qian felt true fear. He felt that his opponent’s strength had gone far beyond his imagination.
And he did not even know what his opponent was relying on. Logic told him that it was impossible to have such a strong body, but it was happening right in front of his eyes.
Without understanding what mystic technique this fatty was relying on, Yang Qian knew that he was bound to lose. His strongest attack now couldn’t even hurt the fatty, while his opponent had not even used a weapon!
Yang Qian panicked. He used strength in both his hands and pulled his sword out from the fatty’s hands.
But fatty seemed to be invulnerable. His palms did not shed a single drop of blood.
“Tai Ah Sacred Technique – Radiant Sun Sword!”
Yang Qian’s sword swept up the flames, forming a golden Radiant Sun swirl as his sword stabbed straight at the fatty’s heart!
But the fatty only laughed. He did not dodge but instead, sent a palm towards Yang Qian!
“Cha!”
The sword pierced through the fatty’s body, but at the same time, the palm had slammed onto Yang Qian’s chest.
“Puah!”
Yang Qian felt a huge tremor in his chest as he flew backwards. In the air, he spit out a mouthful of blood.
On the other hand, the fatty’s body had been pierced through, however it was like as if nothing had happened. He grinned showing the blood in his mouth.
The fatty could still laugh with a sword stabbed through his body. The scene was extremely weird. His body shook a bit before he grabbed the sword with one hand. Bit by bit, he pulled out the burning hot sword.
“Good attack, too bad…It’s useless against me!”
The fatty wiped the blood off his lips. It was as if Yang Qian’s sword had never stabbed at him.
Seeing this scene, Yang Qian, who had always been extremely proud, nearly collapsed.
How could there be such an opponent? Did he have an undying body?
Could the Divine wilderness mystic technique be an undying body? How could an opponent with an undying body be defeated?
Yang Qian had never felt so powerless before.
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“What’s the matter? The match has began a long time ago. What are they doing?”
In the arena, people were watching the “battle situation” on the Divine Wilderness Stage, but were confused.
After the referee declared the beginning of the match, Yang Qian and the fatty stood motionless about 30 feet apart.
The only change was a mystic mark that had appeared between the fatty’s eyebrows. The mystic mark sparkled and gave off an ancient mystic aura.
“Why are they just standing? Why aren’t they fighting?”
Some of the Tai Ah Divine City warriors asked. They were looking forward to an intense battle, but they were left scratching their heads with the actual situation.
But in the stands where the Tai Ah Divine City’s instructors and administrators sat, many of the Tai Ah Divine Kingdom human lords had solemn expressions.
“The battle has long since begun…” A Tai Ah Divine City instructor said. His voice sounded worried, “That fatty’s move is an illusion technique. The situation is not good. Yang Qian is lost in the illusion technique.”
“Illusion technique?”
Many of the Tai Ah Divine City warriors were shocked hearing this. Attacking with illusion techniques?
There was such a move?
Some people suddenly recalled the mark between fatty’s eyebrows. Could the shimmering ancient mystic mark be the source of the illusion technique?
As they looked at Yang Qian again, his face was covered in sweat. The hand that was holding his sword was trembling slightly. It seemed like his mental condition was extremely unstable!
“This is bad!”
Although they did not know the actual situation an illusion technique duel entailed, just from Yang Qian’s condition, they knew that he could not hold on much longer.
Within the world of the illusion technique, the fatty was the absolute master. Once his opponents entered the illusion, they would fall under his control.
Whatever the fatty thought up in his mind, it would happen in the illusion. As such, in the illusion, the fatty was in an unassailable position!
“The Qianshui Family Clan really has matchless illusion techniques.” In the Elder stands, a white-robed Elder, who had the bearing of an immortal, stroked his beard and laughed happily.
“Of course. It is a pity the Qianshui family clan is so limited in numbers. In this generation, they do not have many people left. Some Divine wilderness mystic tribes have problems with reproduction due to their blood heritage.”