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Coiling Dragon · Chương 488

Chapter Eight: Crisis, Crisis!

3 tháng 5, 2009 · 5 phút đọc · 1.094 từ

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"A Highgod!"

Lin Lei's body glided like a soaring bird, sliding away along the raging sword energy. At the same time, the Heavy Black Jade Sword materialized naturally in his hand. He wielded it with deceptive ease and slashed backward at the sword shadow behind him — an earth-yellow sword shadow several meters long cut through the air.

Pulse Element Attack!

This was a physical attack formed by fusing the Earth Element with Earth's Pulsation. It primarily used the Earth Element, supplemented by Earth's Pulsation.

It was the opposite of the Void Sword Wave, which relied primarily on Earth's Pulsation and used the Earth Element as support.

"Boom!"

The two forces collided, and the violent energy rebounded onto both. Lin Lei used the momentum to escape even faster, while the golden-haired young man who had shot out was forced back a few steps. He stared in surprise at the fleeing Lin Lei. "What a powerful strike! A Midgod possesses such strength!"

The golden-haired young man showed no anger, only delight.

Killing a Midgod demon offered little motivation for Highgods like him, but now this one was motivated. Based on that single strike, Lin Lei was worthy of his serious attention.

"Swish!" With a tap of his toes, the Highgod shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bow, instantly piercing the sky as he chased Lin Lei at terrifying speed.

Up ahead, Lin Lei was already moving at his fastest, yet his pursuer was closing the distance. "This Highgod is incredibly fast. Moreover, he seems to be a Wind-type Highgod." Lin Lei had deduced his opponent's elemental affinity from the earlier attack and the feeling it gave him.

"Hahaha, trying to flee?"

As the golden-haired young man gave chase at extreme speed, his left hand merely grasped the empty air.

"What is this?" Lin Lei's expression changed drastically mid-escape. His body felt bound by countless invisible threads. Although he could still move, he felt constricted and restricted, his speed reduced by nearly half!

"It's the Wind's Spatial Profundity!" Lin Lei instantly recognized it. He had seen it before; Dilia often used this technique against others. Now, Lin Lei was on the receiving end.

"Not good!" Anxiety welled in Lin Lei's heart. "When a Highgod uses this, its power is far greater than when Dilia used it." He understood that the power of an attack was linked to one's divine power. The same law profundity yielded vastly different results when wielded by beings of different levels.

In the blink of an eye, the golden-haired young man was less than ten meters behind Lin Lei.

"You cannot escape!" A booming laugh rang out, and a strange wave of energy enveloped Lin Lei. His speed dropped sharply once again. Alarm spiked in Lin Lei's mind: "A Highgod's Divine Domain!" He had always known facing a Highgod was extraordinarily dangerous.

While he had a slim chance of victory, it was merely a sliver.

"In terms of law comprehension, this golden-haired youth is already a Highgod who understands all nine profoundnesses of the Wind Elemental Laws. My only hope is that he hasn't fused any of them." Lin Lei knew clearly that his sole chance for victory lay in a soul attack!

"The Void Sword Wave cannot fail."

From the moment Lin Lei encountered this golden-haired youth, he had been fleeing, never once attempting the Void Sword Wave. He couldn't use it carelessly. He had to seize the perfect opportunity for a single, decisive strike. Otherwise, given their speed difference, the opponent could easily use physical attacks to kill him.

So…

He wouldn't unleash his killing move unless absolutely necessary, but once he did, it had to succeed.

"Either you die, or I perish," Lin Lei continued to grit his teeth, desperately maneuvering to escape.

However, after being hampered by the Wind's Space and the Divine Domain, and given that his innate speed was already inferior, Lin Lei could now barely match thirty percent of his pursuer's velocity. With such a vast gap in speed… barring a miracle, the outcome of this battle was already decided.

"Shing!" Lin Lei skidded to an abrupt halt, his face changing drastically as he took in the scene before him.

Above, behind, and in front of Lin Lei, more than a dozen "golden-haired young men" had appeared in each direction. The youth had created nearly forty clones in one go, completely surrounding Lin Lei.

"The situation is even worse now," Lin Lei thought frantically. "Of these nearly forty clones, which is the real one? isn't here now, so I can't determine the true body. What should I do?" He gripped the Heavy Black Jade Sword tightly, warily scanning his surroundings.

The golden-haired young man, now split into nearly forty clones, encircled Lin Lei.

"Hahaha, in front of me, you still think of fleeing? Your speed is far too slow," the golden-haired young man sneered.

Lin Lei watched him cautiously.

"Hahaha, then die!" The golden-haired youth scoffed dismissively. Instantly, nearly forty clones swung their palm-blades simultaneously. In an instant, the phantom blades completely engulfed Lin Lei. He had no room to dodge and could only choose to endure the attack head-on!

"He… looks down on me too much," Lin Lei thought, a cold smile forming in his heart as he saw this.

The Clone Technique was one of the nine profoundnesses of the Wind Elemental Laws. These clones carried the aura of the original body, making it difficult for most to distinguish the real one from the fakes — it was a superb technique for escape. As for offense, however, it was lacking.

The Clone Technique was originally meant for escape and for dealing with weaker opponents.

After all, the strength of a clone was far inferior to the original body.

The clones of a Highgod were not much stronger than a Midgod in terms of individual power.

"Hmph, a single clone's attack might not be strong, but with over thirty clones striking together, the combined power is considerable. Besides, my original body's palm-strike is among them," the golden-haired youth said with supreme confidence. "This fellow is only a Midgod anyway."

"Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Pfft!"…

In an instant, a barrage of palm-blade shadows slammed into Lin Lei's body. He took a full twenty-eight strikes, managing to evade fewer than ten.

Of the twenty-eight palm-blade phantoms that hit him, twenty-seven struck his "Pulsation Armor." The phantom blades dispersed upon impact, leaving the "Pulsation Armor" that covered Lin Lei's entire body completely undamaged. However, the twenty-eighth and final palm-blade shadow struck Lin Lei directly.

"Pfft!"

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