pjbooks Chapter 212 From Sparring Match to Training Partner
Chapter 212 From Sparring Match to Training Partner
Just as the giant python changed direction and took its first step...
The demonic cultivators who were fighting suddenly appeared before them like ghosts.
The intense fighting suddenly stopped, and the scene became eerily quiet.
The gazes of those demonic cultivators all fell on Gao Huohuo and his six companions sitting on the back of the giant python.
They looked Gao Huohuo and his group up and down, their eyes filled with surprise and doubt.
Soon, that expression was replaced by greed and scrutiny.
Among the six, two Nascent Soul stage demonic cultivators exchanged a glance.
They nodded slightly at almost the same time, understanding each other perfectly, and decided to stop first and take down Gao Huohuo and the other six.
"Hey, you six, put down your storage rings and we might spare your lives."
One of the Nascent Soul stage demonic cultivators curled his lips into a disdainful sneer, his voice icy and filled with undeniable arrogance.
Gao Huohuo was so angry at this blatant robbery that he almost laughed.
Her eyebrows furrowed, a flash of anger crossed her eyes, and she retorted without fear:
"Spare our lives? You few are not worthy!"
"Come and fight me one-on-one if you dare! I'll show you what real strength is."
After saying that, Gao Huohuo leaped lightly off the giant python's back without hesitation.
It landed steadily on the ground and beckoned defiantly to the six opponents.
The six people on the other side were suddenly at a loss.
They looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion.
How could a mere cultivator at the eighth level of the Nascent Soul stage have such confidence?
Is this just bluffing, or does he truly possess extraordinary abilities?
Upon witnessing this scene, the two demonic cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage could no longer contain themselves.
One of them suddenly waved his hand, and the four demonic cultivators behind him understood immediately.
They pounced forward like wolves, charging madly towards Gao Huohuo and his group of six.
These demonic cultivators have no martial ethics! Didn't we agree on a one-on-one fight? How did it turn into a group brawl?
Seeing this, Zhong Hanshang took the lead and flew down, landing steadily next to Gao Huohuo, his clothes fluttering in the wind.
Immediately afterwards, Chu Lingchuan, Mu Hanxing, Zhao Feiyue, Su Mo, and others also jumped down.
Their weapons gleamed coldly as they stood ready, positioned to the left and right of Gao Huohuo and his companion.
"Hmph, they only have one Nascent Soul cultivator. Let's all attack together."
"Once we kill them, all their treasures will be ours!"
The Nascent Soul demon cultivator opposite him shouted loudly, and in an instant, six demon cultivators surged forward like a tidal wave.
Gao Huohuo and Zhong Hanshang each fought against a Nascent Soul cultivator, while Chu Lingchuan and Mu Hanxing fought against three Core Formation cultivators.
The remaining Nascent Soul was given to Zhao Feiyue and Su Mo.
Zhong Hanshang was filled with worry for Gao Huohuo, after all, she was only at the Nascent Soul stage.
Now he has to fight against a demonic cultivator at the sixth level of the Nascent Soul stage, and he was previously injured.
During the fierce fight, his gaze would always unconsciously drift towards Gao Huohuo, constantly concerned for her safety.
"Hmph, brat, you're just a lowly minion at the first level of the Nascent Soul stage, yet you dare to challenge a seventh-level Nascent Soul expert like me? And you even dare to be distracted?"
The Nascent Soul cultivator opposite noticed Zhong Hanshang's absent-mindedness and sneered.
He unleashed a powerful magical strike, which hurtled towards Zhong Hanshang like a black lightning bolt.
Zhong Hanshang reacted quickly, brandishing his longsword.
With a crisp metallic clang, he firmly blocked the magic.
However, even when attacked, Zhong Hanshang remained unmoved.
During their intense back-and-forth exchange, his gaze would occasionally drift towards Gao Huohuo.
This scene thoroughly enraged the Nascent Soul demon cultivator, whose eyes instantly turned bloodshot.
He glared at Gao Huohuo menacingly, then sneered at the top of his lungs:
"What? It seems that female cultivator is your lover, otherwise why would you care about her so much?"
She's not bad looking, but she seems a bit too young and lacks charm. I never expected you to like this type.
These insulting words were like a sharp blade, piercing straight into Zhong Hanshang's heart.
In an instant, a raging fire ignited in his eyes, and his aura suddenly became violent.
The once agile and graceful swordsmanship has now been transformed into a fierce killing move.
His figure moved like lightning, and the spirit sword in his hand resembled a furious dragon.
Filled with boundless killing intent, he unleashed a barrage of sword strikes, one after another, like a raging storm, as he frantically slashed at the demonic cultivator.
Each swing of the sword was accompanied by a sharp whistling sound.
It sliced through the void, and the air seemed to be cracked by the sharp sword energy.
His attack speed was getting faster and faster, so fast that people could only see afterimages.
His moves became increasingly fierce, each strike precisely aimed at the demonic cultivator's vital points, each blow potentially fatal.
Driven by rage, Zhong Hanshang was determined to tear this arrogant demonic cultivator to pieces.
Faced with this sudden and frenzied attack, even the Nascent Soul demon cultivator couldn't help but show a hint of panic.
The Nascent Soul demon cultivator began to frantically defend himself, filled with regret, wishing he had kept his mouth shut.
He never imagined that the first level of the Nascent Soul stage would possess such terrifying strength.
At this moment, he could only retreat step by step, falling into a passive defensive posture.
He eagerly hoped that the other Nascent Soul cultivator could quickly eliminate the female cultivator and then come to help him deal with Zhong Hanshang, who was already in a bloodthirsty frenzy.
However, the Nascent Soul cultivators on the other side were also engaged in a fierce battle.
He was astonished to find that his attacks were completely ineffective against Gao Huohuo, a Nascent Soul female cultivator.
On the other hand, Gao Huohuo, although she didn't seem to have high cultivation, could take half his life with every punch she threw.
He dared not be careless in the slightest, let alone kill Gao Huohuo.
At this moment, he felt the same way as the Nascent Soul demon cultivators on this side, hoping that they could quickly finish the battle and come to his aid.
Recalling the fight with the seventh-level Nascent Soul opponent, it had never been as difficult as it is now.
Who exactly are these six cultivators who suddenly appeared? Their strength is so bizarre!
Taking advantage of the lull in his defense against Zhong Hanshang's attack, the Nascent Soul cultivator quickly glanced at the battle situation on the other side of the four Nascent Soul demon cultivators.
Upon seeing this, he was so shocked that he gasped.
It wasn't a fight at all; it was clearly four Nascent Soul demonic cultivators passively taking hits and being humiliated by each other from time to time.
One of them shouted, "Second junior brother, how about we try out the sword technique we used before?"
I think these three demonic cultivators are just right as sparring partners.
Another responded, "Senior Brother, I'll do whatever you say. Besides, I feel like my cultivation is about to break through again."
Let's look at the final battle between the Nascent Soul demonic cultivator and the two Golden Core cultivators.
That scene was practically a real-life combat drill between Zhao Feiyue and Su Mo.
Zhao Feiyue said, "Fourth Senior Brother, you've been fighting for so long, why don't you take a break? It's my turn to go on stage."
Su Mo replied, "Sixth Junior Sister, please wait a moment. I'll try out my other magic weapon. It'll be ready soon!"
The four Nascent Soul demon cultivators were exhausted and filled with resentment.
When have they ever suffered such humiliation? When will this torment ever end?
The four Nascent Soul cultivators were exhausted from being beaten. When will this humiliation finally end?
Why not just kill them? When have they ever been treated like this?
And why is their leader so slow?
The opponent only has one Nascent Soul Level 1 cultivator. Can't they beat two Nascent Soul cultivators in the mid-to-late game?