Ao Ri's Sky Wolf Howl is a powerful Xuan-level Martial Technique. The sound waves of the wolf howl, potent and fierce, shattered the phantom of the Soul Suppressing Bell directly, rushing towards Zhao Letian's Divine Soul.
The phantom of the Soul Suppressing Bell guarding above Zhao Letian's Divine Soul lasted only a moment before shattering. The wolf howl sound waves, unimpeded, surged straight towards Zhao Letian's Divine Soul.
"So you are merely this capable; die, Sky Wolf Slash!"
Ao Ri thought his sound wave attack had succeeded and swung his curved blade, its vast blade light flickering faintly with a wolf's head phantom, carrying a formidable Four Layers Blade Force, looking immensely imposing.
"Such a level of Divine Thought Attack, attempting to shake my Divine Soul? Foolish, Dragon Roar Nine Sword!"
Zhao Letian let the wolf howl sound waves impact his Divine Soul and counterattacked with a sword slash. The Soul Suppressing Bell, weakened twice already, could not shake his mighty Divine Soul, which far surpassed his peers, making the impact negligible.
"Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!"
The Five Dragon Roars, though not as strong as Ao Ri's Sky Wolf Howl, were indeed formidable and not to be underestimated.
More importantly, the Dragon Roar Nine Sword is not a mere sound wave attack Martial Technique but a powerful Swordsmanship, the sword light carrying a potent Five Layers Sword Force, even more powerful than Ao Ri's Sky Wolf Slash.
The clash of sword and blade erupted with explosive True Yuan Power. Prince Ao Ri of the Sky Wolf Tribe was sent flying back, his tiger's mouth split open, blood flowing extensively, and his curved blade nearly flung out of his hand, showcasing the strength of Zhao Letian's sword attack.
"You've actually grasped the Five Layers Sword Force?"
Ao Ri frowned deeply, his eyes filled with shock. He couldn't believe that in Dajin Country, a lowly-born boy had a talent surpassing his own.
He didn't know, however, that flowing within Zhao Letian's body was the blood of the Dajin Royal Family, making his status far more distinguished than that of a tribal prince like Ao Ri.
Meanwhile, everyone present was shocked. Initially, most of them had little faith in Zhao Letian, yet unexpectedly, in their first exchange, Zhao Letian gained the upper hand, firmly suppressing Ao Ri.
"Just five layers of sword force and you're frightened? If you're scared, why not concede directly? I can make an exception and spare your life."
Zhao Letian spoke nonchalantly, his face calm and indifferent.
If he could make Ao Ri admit defeat voluntarily, it would demoralize the Gray Wolf Kingdom's army even more than defeating him.
"Hmph! Conceited! You're not worthy of my surrender. Bloodline Power, activate, Sky Wolf Slash!"
Ao Ri roared angrily, activating the Sky Wolf Tribe's Bloodline Power. The veins on his arm bulging, his aura surged greatly as he swung his blade once more.
"Bloodline Power again? Dragon Roar Nine Sword!"
Zhao Letian frowned slightly, a bit annoyed, and powered up his True Yuan, striking out again.
Speaking of Bloodline Power, over the past month, he had been continuously exploring, but had not discovered any Bloodline Power within himself, much less how to activate it.
The sword and blade collided again, releasing a fierce blast of energy. This time, neither backed down. With his Bloodline Power activated, Ao Ri had greatly increased in strength and now matched Zhao Letian evenly.
At the same time that the sword clashed, Ao Ri threw a punch directly, giving Zhao Letian no chance to catch his breath. Above that fist, a wolf head phantom hovered, looking tremendously powerful.
"Demon Suppression Seal!"
Zhao Letian did not back down and directly unleashed a Palm Seal, facing it head-on.
Ao Ri's face changed drastically; the suppressive power within the Demon Suppression Seal instantly restrained his body, making it difficult for him to move. The flow of True Yuan within his body stagnated, and the power of his fist suddenly weakened.
The next moment, as fist and palm met, Ao Ri's Sky Wolf Fist, though powerful, could not compete with the Demon Suppression Seal. His Fist Seal instantly collapsed, and he was blown away, spitting blood.
"Do you have any other tricks? Use them all now, or else you will never have the chance again."
Zhao Letian did not rush to pursue, but stood still, holding his longsword, indifferently watching Ao Ri.
He was well aware that the ultimate goal of this battle was to crush the morale of the people from the Gray Wolf Kingdom, defeat, or even kill Ao Ri, which was nothing. He wanted Ao Ri to fall in despair, letting the people of the Gray Wolf Kingdom profoundly experience that feeling of helplessness in defeat, and thereby completely shatter their fighting spirit.
"Very well, you are the first peer to push me to this extent. Sky Wolf Transformation!"
Ao Ri's face darkened, his eyes flickering with madness, obviously cornered. With a furious shout, a huge black wolf phantom suddenly emerged behind him, his very own Sky Wolf Martial Soul. Keep us going by reading on *.
The next moment, the black wolf Martial Soul merged back into Ao Ri's body, and a terrifying aura surged from him. At an astonishing speed, his body rapidly grew, with hard black hair sprouting, and his limbs and head transforming into that of a werewolf.
In the blink of an eye, Ao Ri had transformed into a half-human, half-wolf black monster, over ten meters tall with a huge physique, emitting an aura as fierce as someone from the Middle Stage True Martial Realm.
"Kid, now my physical strength is comparable to someone from the Middle Stage True Martial Realm. With just one punch, I can blast you to death. How can you still fight me? Die, Sky Wolf Fist!"
After transforming, Ao Ri's confidence surged, swinging his claws that sported keen nails, brutally smashing towards Zhao Letian.
"Want to compete in physical strength? You're too confident. Four Armor Power, Demon Suppression Seal!"
Zhao Letian sneered dismissively, instantly four layers of indestructible Black Scale Armor appeared on him. With fearless audacity, he struck back with his palm, without even using the power of his Martial Soul. His Four Armor Power alone was comparable to the attack of someone from the True Martial Realm—how could he fear this transformed Ao Ri?
As fist and palm collided, the wolf head phantom on Ao Ri's fist was directly shattered by the Demon Suppression Seal, but Ao Ri, whose physical strength had greatly increased, shattered the Demon Suppression Seal with another punch, finally hitting Zhao Letian's palm covered in Black Scale Armor solidly.
"It can't be! Your physical strength is stronger than mine?"
Ao Ri showed a look of disbelief and horror in his eyes. He felt Zhao Letian's palm was incredibly tough, almost crushing the bones in his fist. At the same time, an unstoppable terrifying force surged over from Zhao Letian's palm.
"Nothing is impossible. I've already said, whatever methods you have, just use them. As long as you can surpass me in one aspect, then consider it my loss."
Zhao Letian said indifferently, his palm's terrifying power fully erupted, blasting Ao Ri away, making him spit blood and fly backward once again.