Chapter 1381: Chapter 1381: One Half Each?

At the moment the energy wave exploded, Deng Xu Tong suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and a momentary freeze overtook him. The erupting Heavenly Extreme Slash immediately turned chaotic, and his originally outward-focused Sky Horse Battle Qi erupted in all directions, sweeping him up as well. This caused Deng Xu Tong to let out a muffled grunt.

Just then, seven-colored light rays burst forth, and an ice-blue spear instantly thrust forward. The countless spear shadows overlapped into one, piercing through the disordered Sky Horse Battle Qi and directly struck toward Deng Xu Tong.

In the audience’s eyes, the two figures that had separated earlier were now reunited. Bai Xiuxiu stood in front, while Lan Xuanyu was behind her, with Lan Xuanyu’s right hand pressing against Bai Xiuxiu’s back. The seven-colored light surrounding their bodies surged noticeably.

Pointed by Thousands!

Deng Xu Tong hastily raised his sword to block, but the Sky Horse Battle Qi was now somewhat disordered. Yet he had no choice but to muster all his strength; as a result, his chest tightened painfully.

“Clang—” Accompanied by a sharp cracking sound, Deng Xu Tong’s heavy sword slammed against his own chest, causing the armor on his chest to emit a series of shattering sounds. Even more terrifying was the spreading of that Rainbow Halo, which made Deng Xu Tong feel his bloodline aura instantly shrink in fear. Most of his cultivation was suppressed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Bai Xiuxiu stepped forward again, the deep blue glow rippling outward. Under the amplification of the Dragon God’s Power, her Death Withering encompassed her surroundings! The Ice Demon Dragon Spear in her hand trembled as spear shadows burst forth from its tip — eighteen consecutive strikes, each landing on the heavy sword.

“Pfft—” Another mouthful of blood sprayed out, and Deng Xu Tong’s figure retreated all the way to the edge of the arena. His armor was now heavily damaged in several places, unable to withstand the overwhelming force any longer. Helpless, he had no option but to leap down and exit the stage.

He understood that Bai Xiuxiu had already shown mercy in her attack. Otherwise, had those strikes aimed at his vital points, he would have faced an even greater challenge to defend himself.

Bai Xiuxiu withdrew her spear and stood upright, as Lan Xuanyu approached her. The two exchanged glances, and Lan Xuanyu smiled faintly, Bai Xiuxiu responding with a smile of her own. They were clearly not just headstrong fighters; their mastery of technique was evident too!

Against Deng Xu Tong, their strategy revolved around using their bloodline power to suppress him, never giving him a chance to catch his breath or unleash his explosive strength.

Deng Xu Tong’s greatest disadvantage lay in the fact that his bloodline aura was completely suppressed by the Dragon God’s bloodline from start to finish. He had no opportunity to showcase his full potential.

The first match: Victory!

Lan Xuanyu and Bai Xiuxiu sat down right where they were to quickly recover the energy they had expended earlier.

This match left the strong contenders in the waiting zone exchanging perplexed glances. Deng Xu Tong’s strength wasn’t weak by any means. As the arena master of the sixth ring yesterday, he was certainly one of the highest-ranking young talents among the Sky Horse Clan. Yet he had lost, and it seemed like he was suppressed from start to finish.

What kind of tactical adjustment was this? Just how much had the Golden Dragon Princess recovered? This match revealed little.

From beginning to end, Lan had never truly attacked directly, making it difficult to assess her. Throughout the entire fight, “she” had seemed more like a supporting role, staying by Bai Xiuxiu’s side, with Bai Xiuxiu consistently taking action. The dominance of the Ice Demon Dragon Spear, along with the initial Heavenly Demon Swallowing maneuver, laid one trap after another for Deng Xu Tong, who fell into them and failed to climb out.

Observers with discerning eyes could clearly see that Deng Xu Tong had been unable to showcase his strength. Apart from the Heavenly Extreme Slash, which was a full-force eruption, the majority of the battle had him continually outmaneuvered by his opponents.

Li Menglong furrowed his brows, troubled by what he didn’t fully understand. A change in tactics?

“What’s your take on this?” Xing Haotian suddenly asked from beside him.

Li Menglong glanced at him and replied, “I don’t quite get it. Deng will return shortly; I’ll ask him about it.”

Though Li Menglong and Xing Haotian were rivals, their competition hinged on genuinely defeating the Golden Dragon Princess and keeping her there. For now, their priority was to gather specifics on her so they could adjust their future strategies accordingly.

Xing Haotian, the Eight-Armed Demon God King’s chosen successor, was impressively composed. After a single night, it was as if nothing had happened yesterday. However, Li Menglong still had his judgments about Xing Haotian’s capabilities—after utilizing the Eight-Armed Demon Form yesterday, it was likely that Xing Haotian couldn’t use it again in the short term. In other words, he wouldn’t be able to recover to his peak combat state.

Not long after, Deng Xu Tong returned to Li Menglong’s side, his armor still heavily damaged and carrying traces of corrosive energy that hadn’t dissipated. It was the lingering effect of the Death Withering’s corrosion, though his resilient Sky Horse Battle Qi had managed to keep the worst of it at bay and barely protected him from true harm.

“Brother Deng, how are you feeling?” Li Menglong asked immediately upon seeing him.

A bitter expression swept across Deng Xu Tong’s face. “The bloodline suppression was overwhelming. I don’t understand what kind of dragon bloodline Lan possesses, but her bloodline exerted complete suppression over me. It felt like an upper-rank species overwhelming a lower-rank one, leaving me unable to unleash my true strength. Even my Heavenly Extreme Slash only reached about seventy percent of its normal level. That feeling—how should I describe it? Frustrating beyond belief.”

“Also, don’t underestimate Xiuxiu for even a second. She is absolutely not just Lan’s subordinate; her close-quarters combat ability is formidable. I feel that if she were in peak condition, even in a one-on-one fight, I might not be able to defeat her.”

“Oh? Why didn’t I notice that yesterday?” Xing Haotian asked, puzzled.

Deng Xu Tong shot him a glance but didn’t respond. Li Menglong chuckled, “That’s because you were very likely outmaneuvered yesterday! Of course, today’s situation is also somewhat unique. Lan must have expended a considerable amount of energy, or she wouldn’t need to rely on this approach to fight. With substantial energy depletion and severe injuries, Xiuxiu naturally had to assume more responsibility, leading to this scenario. Brother Deng, could you elaborate on the aspects that make Xiuxiu’s close combat particularly strong? Were there issues during your engagement?”

Deng Xu Tong nodded emphatically, “There were indeed issues. Although her attacks seemed straightforward, every thrust of her spear carried different forces. Some had spiraling Dragon Power, some were sharp Dragon Power, others were infused with corrosive Dragon Power, and still others exuded extreme coldness. Each thrust was adjusted, each unique. There were even empty strikes with no Dragon Power at all. It left me overwhelmed, and by the end, my Sky Horse Battle Qi had been completely destabilized. If this were a life-and-death battle, I would likely already be dead. With Lan’s amplification, Xiuxiu was able to suppress me completely. I wasn’t unwilling to resist—I simply couldn’t.”

“That strong? No wonder the Dragon Clan values them so highly,” Li Menglong muttered, furrowing his brows. “Then how do we dismantle their combined methods? Their inherent strength, paired with polished techniques, coupled with two individuals working in tandem—this is definitely troubling.”

Without hesitation, Deng Xu Tong said, “We must find a way to exhaust their core energies. If we merely target their Soul Power consumption, they can probably recover effortlessly. By nighttime, using the life energy from the celestial crystal stones, they’ll likely regain everything. Only by draining their core energy or dealing damage to it can we truly weaken their combat ability and gradually accumulate injuries until they can be defeated in battle.”

Li Menglong glanced at Xing Haotian beside him and said, “So you’re saying only destructive power like that wielded by the Eight-Armed Demon Clan can genuinely weaken them?”

Deng Xu Tong replied, “Our Sky Horse Battle Qi can work too, but it would require suicidal attacks, full-force eruptions, paired with Spiritual Power to shake their Sea of Spirit. Simultaneously, we must weaken their bloodline aura. Prolonged skirmishes likely won’t affect them; it might even waste time.”

“Got it,” Xing Haotian nodded.

Li Menglong’s eyes narrowed slightly, “Got it as well. Shall we try—take half each?”

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