Chapter 224: In This World, Who Dares to Claim Invincibility

Hearing some strange murmurs from the audience, Miss Vilyric nearly choked, and her already restless right foot immediately dropped.

How odd, she wasn’t like Xiao Guang, a barefoot enthusiast…

Let’s use a slightly more formal approach.

Since Miss Vilyric did not intervene to stop Shangguan Hong’s buildup, the latter’s momentum quickly soared, directly breaking through the threshold of the longevity realm and even charging toward level 60, representing the Mસngxia realm!

This was clearly power that did not belong to him; it seemed those so-called borrowed powers were not mere fabrications.

Though it still paled in comparison to Murong Yun, who could unleash near-Pseudo-God attacks with a snap, for a normal person, this was enough to leave one slack-jawed.

This Heavenly Sacred Sect does not seem to have any normal individuals at all.

After a prolonged charge without regard for costs, Shangguan Hong had apparently reached the limit his body could withstand. He might still have power to draw upon, but if he pushed any further, this chief disciple’s body might just explode.

Perhaps realizing this as well, the young man with dual pupils flashed a sharp light and thrust his palms forward with determination!

“White—Emperor—Roar!!!”

“Boom！！！！！！！”

Massive splashes of blood erupted from his palms, not part of Shangguan Hong’s assault, but rather a result of his body being unable to bear the strain, suffering backlash from the overwhelming energy. However, this desperate strike unleashed its full potential.

This was the strongest blow Shangguan Hong could muster, even receiving personal guidance from Dong Sheng Shangguan Qiuming, all in hopes of creating a spectacularly shocking battle.

That incandescent aurora roared out, instantly expanding in mid-air to a diameter of at least a meter, the extreme brightness causing the surrounding air to twist irregularly. Even the commentator, continuously fabricating counterpoint topics, lost his voice from the overwhelming impact.

In an instant, the terrifying strike from the Eastern Sacred Beast, Bai Ze, had reached the black-haired girl.

Everyone held their breath.

Undoubtedly, this was one of the mightiest attacks to occur during this year’s Four Saints Selection Tournament held by the Dongyuanzhi Kingdom. They could feel the scorching heat and airflow penetrating the barrier, even from a distance between the audience and the arena, without needing a large screen projection.

Compared to the highly restrained lethal sword of Hong Yan earlier, this move completely overwhelmed the former in terms of power and momentum. Even many strong individuals recognized the clear difference between the two.

Some worried whether the seemingly frail girl could withstand such a magnificent and terrifying assault, while others were astonished that Shangguan Hong, appearing so young, could unleash such ferocious power, even if it was somewhat forced.

But more people widened their eyes, eager to see what methods the Miss Baihong, who had achieved countless glorious records and was rumored to be closely related to the Spiritual Fox Priestess, would use to crush her enemy.

Regardless of the situation, their hearts were undeniably captivated by this thrilling battle, nearly throwing aside the trivial matters that had occurred in the previous days.

And so, they clearly saw it.

That petite girl with black hair and a white robe being blown backward by the fierce wind simply raised her smooth, jade-like wrist.

Palm facing forward.

“Boom！！！！！！！！！！！”

The blazing white light collided with her body without any fancy moves but was met with an indomitable barrier, breaking apart and dissipating!

Those seemingly delicate and frail five fingers transformed in that instant into the world’s strongest fortress, as the white light split wildly to both sides, scattering into stardust, draping the girl who would create yet another incredible miracle in another layer of mystery and divinity, igniting a booming cheer that shook the heavens!

“Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!!!!!!”

“Did you see that! Did you see that!! She… Miss Baihong actually blocked that attack with one hand! This is so bizarre, so shocking! Is she even human!!?”

“Miss Baihong is the best in the world!!!!”

“Maybe she really is the heir of the Spiritual Fox Priestess…”

“Phew… that gave me a scare, looks like this final champion of the match isn’t so uncertain after all…”

“Not necessarily, I feel Miss Silver Cat is quite strong too, and there are some deeply-rooted seasoned strong experts; the outcome might still be hard to predict until the end.”

“But at least this round seems to have a conclusion; the other side probably can’t unleash any stronger attacks, right?”

Listening to the clamor and discussions from the audience, feeling the slight warmth from her palm, Miss Vilyric secretly felt some relief.

It seemed they were slightly ahead.

Shangguan Hong’s desperate attack was even stronger than she had predicted, perhaps utilizing a technique akin to the Beast Kingdom’s little fox, Mavis’ Summoning Spirit, basically equivalent to directly summoning the sacred beast Bai Ze for a hit.

However, fortunately, this guy’s power still fell short; he couldn’t fully unleash true Pseudo-God-level strength. If he had broken through the damage immunity threshold of “Feather Garment · Glaraya” like Hong Yan did back then, using his hand to block with style might hurt a bit…

It appeared that Shangguan Qiuming’s goal had been partially achieved, but this battle should conclude.

There was no need for Miss Vilyric to strike down the opponent; although this blow exceeded Shangguan Hong’s limits, the price to bear was naturally high. Just being able to remain standing after the attack without fainting could be seen as testament to his resilience.

Sure enough, as that incandescent ray of light waned and finally disappeared, the dual-pupiled youth standing over ten meters away was already pale, swaying unsteadily, his hands and lips continuously flowing with crimson blood, the embroidery of Bai Ze on his chest completely fading. This tragic appearance hardly suggested he had any fighting strength left.

“I lost.”

For the first time, Shangguan Hong’s voice lacked the self-assured confidence that seemed to look down upon the world, his gaze focusing on the tranquil black-haired girl who had put her wrist down, somewhat unfocused.

He probably foresaw the outcome of this battle, but he never imagined it would end so easily and hastily, with a gap so vast, it felt hopeless.

The attack he had unleashed with all his might was dismissed by this girl as easily as swatting away a fly. For a peerless genius who had seldom encountered rivals of his age, that was utterly hard to accept.

It was only at this moment that this somewhat arrogant heir of the Four Saints truly understood the profound meaning behind the Saint King’s words yesterday when he taught him this move, questioning whether its might was too great for use in a competition, and the expression of helplessness on his face.

There are always people stronger outside one’s experience, there are skies beyond the sky.

“Hmm, don’t be discouraged; you’re actually quite good.”

Hearing the girl speak in a calm tone without sarcasm, the youth with dual pupils finally regained some focus after a moment of confusion. After a brief silence, he lowered his voice, speaking softly enough only the two of them could hear amidst the cheers of the crowd.

“Miss Vilyric, can you let me know your true realm, and… for the rest of my life… do I have a chance to catch up to you?”

Without directly answering, the Priestess just glanced toward the sky and shook her head slightly.

“As long as you don’t fall into delusions while pursuing power, nothing in this world is absolutely impossible.”

A fleeting contraction appeared in Shangguan Hong’s dual pupils.

“I guess I can’t blame my loss… I’ve learned.”

   

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