The Invincible Supreme Medical God
Chapter 420 - 286 Spiritual Art

Chapter 420: Chapter 286 Spiritual Art

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Shock filled his eyes. The shield was circular, and the only way out was to dig through the stage or fly into the sky.

Flight was something everyone hoped to achieve, but only if they were gods or creators of very rare arts that taught them to fly.

Glancing at the stage, nothing disturbed it, making it seem like Yan Xiaobao hadn’t escaped to the ground, astonishingly watching Yan Xiaobao floating in the air above Qi Fan.

The entire arena was silent. Yan Xiaobao had only just released the power of his Lower Dantian, yet here he was, floating on a small fan created by Qi’s pearly white light.

Seeing him fly was shocking enough, but relying on Qi — which most cultivators wouldn’t use once they entered the Middle Dantian due to their preference for spiritual energy — was truly incomprehensible.

Did this young man not have Spiritual Art? Or was he just showing off by flying around? The audience couldn’t tell, but some started booing because they wanted the fight to continue, while others cheered, shocked at the sight of someone genuinely floating.

The masked men didn’t, but the leader squinted his eyes, never taking his attention off Yan Xiaobao during the battle.

Yan Xiaobao slowly returned to the stage, and once his feet touched the ground, a metallic hand reached Yan Xiaobao’s chest. The white-haired boy didn’t have enough time to fully avoid it, grazing his chest, black cloak, and the clothes underneath, leaving a small cut on his pale skin.

Yan Xiaobao didn’t underestimate his opponent, but he finally understood the previous feeling of danger. Speed was not only his specialty, but he was also skilled in attack. As mentioned before, the opponent’s body was tall and thin, with limbs longer than usual. The extra limb length made Yan Xiaobao more alert as he needed to remember his opponent’s long-range reach.

Jumping back, Yan Xiaobao glanced at the wound, filled with thrilling emotions. Although the wound wasn’t deep, it still bled, and his black cloak was now torn, causing his cultivation base to start leaking.

Knowing he must reveal his ultimate talent to gain the Dragon Army’s attention and be permitted into the next tunnel, a deep sigh escaped his lips while he continued to jump back, away from his opponent, simultaneously placing the black cloak into his storage stone.

The whole audience leaned forward, all excited to see who the cloaked man was, even the masked group leaned forward, all shocked to see the blue-eyed, fair-skinned white-haired boy.

He looked like an angel descended from the heavens into their world. Since everyone in the Underworld had either black or at least brown hair, it shocked them all. The shock of seeing someone so different was evident in everyone’s eyes.

Yan Xiaobao saw his opponent was even shocked by his different features, and not waiting for a second, Yan Xiaobao activated the transforming weapon, a staff style, sweeping the tall man behind him with the staff in Qi’s hand, hitting him at the back of the knees. This brief moment of inattention allowed Yan Xiaobao to sweep him off his feet, knocking him to the ground.

Once he hit the ground, Yan Xiaobao merged with the earth, the stage and he becoming one and very gentle, Yan Xiaobao moved the stage, transporting the opponent from the stage to underground.

Witnessing this, the judge was stunned, completely unsure who to declare the winner. The rules stated that when a contestant left the stage, he was disqualified, but the stage itself was moving.

"The winner is no longer a hidden member of the Invisible Mercenaries!" The judge finally sighed, but no one paid him any attention.

Once Yan Xiaobao made the earth move on his behalf, everyone began to talk, because many of the spectators were mercenaries or citizens, all users of the Middle Dantian, fully aware of the significance of merging with elements. Moving the elements without spells or barriers.

Wang Julong heard the judge announce the next person and hurried to the stage to heal Yan Xiaobao’s wound, only to see the white-haired boy shake his head, gently smiling at her, kindly patting her head.

"They wounded me, let them have this advantage," Yan Xiaobao said gently, his voice sounding low but still resonating through the entire stage, allowing everyone to hear him. Haii

While some thought this was his pride and morals towards the fight, others believed it was foolish overestimation of his power. After all, now that the cloak had disappeared, everyone understood he was nothing more than a master-level expert.

The only ones who saw the situation for what it was were the masked cultivators, who did not look at Yan Xiaobao but at Wang Julong. Their gaze was filled with killing intent. Unfortunately, another killing intent suddenly subdued them, dissipating it, as if it was a small puppy next to a grown wolf.

The leader glanced away from Wang Julong, seeing Yan Xiaobao glaring at them, the intent to kill roaring and burning, entirely focused on him and his team, ready to tear them apart. Though fear suddenly burst from the core of his soul’s deepest part, excitement erupted, causing him to smile under the mask, and he apologized to Yan Xiaobao.

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