usenovelonline Chapter 684 - 679: Overlord Style Wrestling Mystical Arts
Chapter 684 - 679: Overlord Style Wrestling Mystical Arts
"It’s quite slippery."
Principal Bosh sneered, suddenly pressing down with both hands! A ring of dark purple thunder quickly spread out.
Prince Nabo Gang couldn’t dodge in time and was caught by the expanding ring of thunder, brushing across him.
"Fortunately, this extremely fast skill has very little power..."
Just as the thought crossed Prince Nabo Gang’s mind, he suddenly felt a slight numbing sensation on his skin. He looked down and was terrified.
Threads of dark purple electricity had appeared on his body.
And Principal Bosh was holding both hands in a virtual grasp, clearly gathering a powerful blow, an illuminating spherical thunder lighting up the entire underground space brightly, pure white.
"Positive and negative charge attraction... This move will infinitely track, it’s unavoidable!"
Prince Nabo Gang, being well-informed, made a quick decision, transforming his form into a bubble, vanishing into illusion.
The next second, his figure appeared a thousand meters away, then vanished into a bubble again, reappearing two thousand meters away.
After three flashes, Prince Nabo Gang escaped the battlefield.
"Did he prepare the escape route in advance?"
Principal Bosh pursed his lips. The move "Celestial Punishment Thunderclap" he had powered up was already set and couldn’t be stopped. He immediately threw it toward the gates of the Pale Earth Palace.
Cave Dwellers: ?
The next moment, a grand and dazzling Fighting Qi Thunder descended from the sky.
The area around the front gate of the Pale Earth Palace, spanning several dozen meters, was enveloped in blazing white thunder, the Combat Qi Sharpness splitting the ground open, making the earth tremble.
The few cave dwellers at the palace’s front gate turned into black particles within this grand Fighting Qi Thunder, disappearing instantly.
After delivering this blow, Principal Bosh was also somewhat breathless.
"That octopus-faced monster managed to run so fast, his strength is impressive."
Principal Bosh stroked his silver-white beard.
Prince Nabo Gang’s ability to escape was extraordinary. Had he resolved to fight using Position Shifting and Mirage Bubble to endure the Celestial Punishment Thunderclap, then counterattack, Principal Bosh, in the empty aftermath of a big move, would likely have been injured.
But Nabo Gang chickened out and directly ran away—which was still quite a feat, escaping with his life from Principal Bosh.
Futu felt it was strange, Nabo Gang’s target this time—the Wind God Gem, was still unretrieved, yet he ran away cleanly.
However, this was ultimately good news. Both major camps were currently vying for Ancient Relics; they won this battle at the Pale Earth Palace...
Futu once again deployed Defense Skills, stepping forward to attempt the Wind God Gem’s test, ready to collect the Wind God Gem.
However.
As Futu approached within three lengths of the Wind God Gem, the gem’s Wind Arrow still didn’t activate.
Futu’s expression changed, considering a possibility. He quickly moved forward, reaching out a hand.
His palm merely passed through a phantom, and the Wind God Gem, like a bubble, suddenly burst.
"Illusion Technique?"
Everyone was momentarily stunned.
"That octopus-faced monster isn’t simple; he combined Illusion Mystical Arts with at least two Water Element Mystical Arts, practicing to the point of confusing reality, even I didn’t notice." Principal Bosh sighed.
Ultimately, the True Intent Prototype of Nabo Gang, in terms of "skill," was entirely comparable to Principal Bosh, which was the key to deceiving Principal Bosh.
"Obviously he hadn’t reached the ten-second test time." Futu remarked.
"Maybe some kind of tool was used to shorten the test time," Bai Feng sighed, "Regardless, the mission failed. Let’s hope the Howling Wind Highlands and Wenjiu Brigade have some good news."
...
Howling Wind Highlands.
Under the push of the Awakened, the decisive battle between the Wind Element and Rock Element unfolded as scheduled.
Both Elemental Lords were engaged in the battle.
The Huaxia Battle Group’s Wenjiu Brigade, upon discovering that the Sea Race had chosen the Wind Element camp, decisively chose the Rock Element camp.
They had confidence in Bai Pu because Bai Pu promised strong reinforcements. With their side being stronger, choosing the opposing camp and openly confronting the enemy was a sensible decision.
The Wushan Divine Lady and others who knew the inside story were a bit worried.
They knew Bai Pu was unfit to take action himself, and the strong aid Bai Pu had enlisted—Principal Bosh—had already used the Long-distance Teleportation Array to head to the Northern Pale Earth Palace.
The staff at Garrison Academy were also very stretched, and students familiar with Bai Pu, including the powerhouse Munis from War God Peak, were mostly engaged in a tug-of-war with the Red Sand Ghost Legion at the eastern oasis of the Istan Desert.
Meanwhile, the Heavy Rain Team was busy executing the task to collect Ancient Relics for Laine, similarly unable to spare time.
Unable to leverage the Native forces, and Bai Pu himself being difficult to act, the aid for the Wenjiu Brigade was quite limited.
Nonetheless, Bai Pu himself took the Teleportation Array and arrived at Howling Wind Highlands!
On the battlefield at that time, Tiger Shark Sea Race General Pick, like an incredibly firm island reef, was stubbornly pushing forward at a slow pace.
Charge Skill: Wave-Treading Reef.
Along the way, any Rock Element attempting to block him, whether Sandstone Frenzy or Black Rock Advancer, was pushed and flown away by Pick.
The weaker Sandstone Frenzy elements even broke apart directly upon collision, turning into scattered sand and stones.
Power King’s Warm Wine charged forward to meet him, his massive body showing muscular contours, opening two arms as thick as adult waists, extending palm-sized hands to swiftly grab Pick’s shoulders.
Hey!
Wenjiu exhaled forcefully, lifting Pick high and slamming him down heavily.
Overlord Style Wrestling Mystical Arts: Carrying the Tripod!
The ground shook fiercely, a circular shockwave spread out, scattering the wind elements like Vortex Soldiers that followed Pick in his charge.
-1404!
Pick’s body tingled as he received another heavy punch to the stomach, his throat being grabbed by Wenjiu, tossed back fiercely.
Overlord Style Wrestling Mystical Arts Cooperation Skill: Mountain Pulling!
-2796!
Although the wrestling damage was physical, it ignored the target’s armor, inflicting full damage. Any energy like Combat Qi or Magic Power the target tried to use was futile; they could only watch as they were tossed around like a rag doll.
Wenjiu’s Overlord Style Wrestling Mystical Arts involved a Triple Chain Skill. Being hit by the first stage almost always led to being hit by the second and third stages, with each stage increasing in damage.
After the second stage Mountain Pulling was executed, Wenjiu lifted one of his pillar-like legs high, stamping hard onto the fallen Pick.
Boom!
As if a high-intensity explosive had been detonated, black smoke rose, as Wenjiu’s foot landed on Pick’s abdomen. The tremendous force even cracked the ground, creating a pit several meters deep, with several lengths in diameter!
Overlord Style Wrestling Mystical Arts Cooperation Skill: Earth Breaking!
-4877!
After completing the three stages of Mystical Arts, Wenjiu was also somewhat breathless. Continually using strong mystical arts skills takes a heavy toll on the body.
This wasn’t a serious defect because no Awakened had ever taken Wenjiu’s complete set of wrestling mystical arts head-on, until now!
However, now there was the first one.
A hand covered in scales suddenly extended from the pit in the cracked ground, tightly grasping Wenjiu’s ankle.