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Chapter 218 - 219 The Function of Dragon Qi

Chapter 218: Chapter 219 The Function of Dragon Qi

"Who dares to harm Mr. Ye shall be killed without mercy!" Just at that moment, Xiaolong stood in front of Ye Wudao.

"Xiaolong, didn’t I order you to protect Yueli and Shiqi?" Ye Wudao said.

"Mr. Ye, I have already sent the two young ladies safely to the eldest miss," Xiaolong spoke up.

Ye Wudao instantly breathed a sigh of relief, no longer having any concerns, and patted Xiaolong on the shoulder with a smile, "Well done!"

Xiaolong grinned.

Realizing Xiaolong’s identity, the faces of the two Dark Faction elite elders changed.

"You are from the Martial Alliance; we do not wish to fight with you!"

"If you don’t want to die, leave!"

Xiaolong sneered, "The ones who should be rolling out are you!"

The two Dark Faction elite elders glanced at the great elder.

The great elder sneered, "What do we care about the Martial Alliance? This is the Capital City, not their turf! Kill them!"

With authorization, the two Dark Faction elite elders immediately attacked Xiaolong.

As a veteran-ranked sixth-grade True Qi realm powerhouse, Xiaolong had no problem facing two opponents.

Observing this, Ye Wudao turned and joined the most intense part of the battlefield!

Bang!

Bang!

Numerous Dark Faction members fell to Ye Wudao’s hand, quickly surpassing a hundred, his formidable combat power also attracting the attention of many fighters from the North King’s hall.

"This young man is very strong!"

"Yes, feels a bit like the North King when he was young!"

"I have the same feeling..."

Ye Wudao fought more and more furiously, soon hundreds of Dark Faction members died by his hand, reaching the point the Dark Faction great elder could no longer tolerate.

"Great Elder, let me deal with him!" Just at that moment, Dark Dragon said with a light laugh.

Upon hearing this, the Dark Faction great elder’s face showed delight, and he laughed, "Hehe, good; with Brother Dark Dragon taking action, I can rest easy!"

Ye Wudao, who was in the midst of battle, sensed a powerful presence locking onto him and looked up to see it was Dark Dragon.

Eyes met, sparks flew!

"Traitor!" Ye Wudao accused furiously.

"Haha, brat, no matter who you are, you should not have gotten involved in this strife today!" Dark Dragon approached slowly, exuding the formidable aura of a seventh-grade True Qi realm; "I give you two choices, submit to me, or die!"

"You, not even qualified to carry my shoes!" Ye Wudao said with disdain in his eyes.

"Insolent!" Dark Dragon roared in rage, took a step forward, and several afterimages swept past.

"Heartbreak Palm!"

Dark Dragon struck a palm toward Ye Wudao, with such a vicious and malicious attack, it was either death or injury.

Bang!

Ye Wudao took Dark Dragon’s palm head on, his body retreating sharply, his face slightly pale.

This guy’s palm technique is vicious enough, a burning pain in my chest!

"Hehe, brat, you won’t live past three days after taking my Heartbreak Palm!" Dark Dragon taunted.

"Oh, is that so?" Ye Wudao’s eyes gleamed with sharp and deadly intent; "I think you won’t live past today!"

"Boastful nonsense!" Dark Dragon taunted, and attacked Ye Wudao once again.

Bang!

Ye Wudao took the attack once more, his body retreating.

"Damn, my current level is too low, I simply can’t catch this guy’s speed!" Ye Wudao’s eyes were grave. If only I could recover to my peak, even just one percent, I could crush this Dark Dragon with one foot!

But my current level is indeed no match for the Dark Dragon!

Bang!

Bang!

The Dark Dragon kept launching attacks, each one deadly, with dozens of strikes hitting Ye Wudao.

"Huh, strange! Not to mention the level of a Great Grandmaster, even a seventh-grade True Body Martial Artist should have fallen by now, how is this kid still standing?" The Dark Dragon’s eyes showed shock.

Ye Wudao wiped the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth, his black eyes burning with terrifying anger.

Facing Ye Wudao’s gaze, the Dark Dragon’s body trembled violently, and the image of a terrifyingly powerful figure surfaced in his mind!

"Damn, those eyes, they’re too much like the Northern King’s!" The Dark Dragon hastily discarded his distracting thoughts, saying angrily, "Brat, I don’t like your eyes. I wanted to capture you alive, but now I’ve changed my mind, I want to kill you!"

With those words, the Dark Dragon took out an iron whip and, with a violent lash, it turned into a Nine Section Whip!

"This is my Nine Section Whip, each section is full of barbs and has been soaked in hundreds of types of poison, it’s extremely toxic! A mere touch means death!" The Dark Dragon was extremely proud of his Nine Section Poison Whip; "Dozens of True Body Martial Artists have died at the hands of my poison whip, not to mention those below the True Body level, they are too many to count!"

"Rubbish!" Ye Wudao mocked, silently stimulating his Dragon Qi.

Next, what he had to do was simple!

Absorb the Dark Dragon’s attacks with Dragon Qi, transforming them into his own strength!

The Dark Dragon was indeed enraged by Ye Wudao, swinging his poison whip furiously towards Ye Wudao.

"Die!"

Bang!

After a strike of the poison whip, Ye Wudao actually sustained a wound, his skin splitting and flesh tearing, the pain searing.

However, he had a fearless expression, and his eyes still held mockery; "Dark Dragon, to think you are one of the Northern King’s Five Beasts, are you a woman? Why are your attacks so feeble!"

What did you say?

The Dark Dragon, further incensed, gathered all his strength into the iron whip and said savagely, "Die, damn you!"

This attack from the poison whip reached the extreme limit of the seventh-grade True Body level, filled with the power of True Qi.

Bang!

Ye Wudao grunted, withstanding the Dark Dragon’s attack, his wounds bone-deep yet he taunted without changing his expression; "Haha, Dark Dragon, I’ve wronged you, I’ve found that you’re not even up to a woman!"

Fuck!

The Dark Dragon was beside himself with rage, nothing was more humiliating than the mouth of this Ye Wudao!

He swung his poison whip frantically, which turned into afterimages, flying all over the sky, attacking Ye Wudao continuously.

Bang!

Bang!

Ye Wudao gritted his teeth, enduring the Dark Dragon’s attacks, his Dragon Qi constantly absorbing a massive amount of damage, which was then converted into True Qi to elevate Ye Wudao’s own level.

Phew!

After nearly a hundred attacks, the Dark Dragon was gasping for breath, his hand holding the poison whip trembling.

FMD!

So exhausted!

Who would have thought, a mighty seventh-grade True Body Martial Artist, could be exhausted by freaking whipping, running out of True Qi because of that?

Looking up, his pupils suddenly contracted; "Fuck, it’s a ghost scene! How is this kid still not down, is he made of iron? But even iron should have been smashed to pieces by now!"

The Dark Dragon, with disbelief written all over his face, knew he couldn’t withstand three lashes, yet Ye Wudao had endured more than a hundred attacks!

Ye Wudao opened his eyes, suddenly shooting out a sharp light as if slicing through the air; "Haha, thank you, you’ve made me stronger!"