novelraw Chapter 735 - 429: Health and Optimism
Chapter 735 - 429: Health and Optimism
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The handsome young man with white hair stood there, now transformed into a massive red wolf. A single crimson eye, blood-red and sinister, glimmered behind his twisted grin. "I want to see what you and your little friends can do," Yan Xiaobao snarled. His voice was now hoarse and rough, but each word carried its weight with grim clarity. Staring at the wolf, the young master looked slightly startled but wasn’t sure if he needed to be afraid. Waving his hand, twenty Duke University Ranking Experts simultaneously appeared beside two King Ranking Experts. Before anyone could react, a horde of wolves descended upon them, forcing the Duke University Ranking Experts to their knees and making them cough up blood. Their bodies were subjected to tremendous pressure from the colossal wolf heads. Four King-level Experts unleashed various techniques to protect themselves, but even their faces turned pale as they struggled to defend both themselves and their young master. Among all the experts caught in this assault, the young master Jing was the only one who still appeared healthy and optimistic.
"You are weak; he is nothing but a mongrel beast!" The Jing Family’s young master shouted angrily, watching his forces crumble under a single attack. "Everyone, attack him together; overwhelm his strange beast bloodline with sheer numbers!" he commanded, and all the experts attempted to rally around him. The Dukes, forced to their knees, struggled to rise again, while the King Team stepped forward.
As they refused to back down, Yan Xiaobao raised his hand, a cold sneer flashing across his face. Suddenly, an icy killing intent combined with golden martial power surged outward. Seeing his golden martial power merge with the surrounding red fog energy, the young master Jing narrowed his eyes.
"Actually, don’t kill him. Cripple him and capture him. He can harness both martial power and mist energy—there’s no doubt he could be a valuable asset to the Jing Family. If someone were to bind him with bloodline ties, he would make a great slave. So capture him!" he declared, his words leaving Yan Xiaobao completely stunned. The statement was so absurd that he couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
"I don’t think you have the ability to do that!" Yan Xiaobao said with a serious expression. After glancing at the numerous Dukes, his speed suddenly became explosive as he activated Velocity Flow. It seemed as though he teleported, disappearing from one location before reappearing behind the Duke University Ranking Experts, overwhelming them with raw power. He crushed the throats of some, while smashing his fists into others’ chests, causing them to cave inward.
One by one, the Dukes collapsed to the ground. Some managed to let out sharp screams before succumbing, while others experienced death so swiftly they didn’t even have time to react.
The sudden shift on the battlefield left the four King Ranking Experts utterly shocked; stunned by how quickly their men fell, one after another, at such a terrifying speed. Unlike the Dukes, however, these Kings were seasoned warriors. When fleeting shadows launched military assaults at them over and over, they all narrowly escaped destruction.
Facing Wu Wei’s relentless assaults—whether punches, kicks, or weapon strikes—Yan Xiaobao pushed Velocity Flow to its limit and reactivated the Ice Cold Storm Sword. He wasn’t highly skilled in swordsmanship, but he had basic knowledge. Holding the mighty sword in his grasp, he managed to finish off the final Duke before they could react further. As he stood completely motionless, he stared at the four King Experts, who watched him closely, waiting for the right moment to strike.
Having just witnessed their comrades die one after the other, the King Experts’ eyes burned red with fury, yet they knew their abilities were insufficient to save the situation. Meanwhile, at the rear, the young master Jing boldly swore, "He’s just one person. Kill him immediately!" he shouted, stomping his foot on the ground, arrogance glinting in his gaze. Clearly, he had never considered the possibility of his team losing. After all, he had four King-level Experts protecting him, and though Yan Xiaobao had dared to kill the Dukes, to him, they were just Dukes—nothing more. In the young master’s eyes, Yan Xiaobao was far beneath someone who could challenge the Jing Clan, even if he dared harm their bodyguards.
"Don’t capture him! Even if he’s some sacred beast, he’s completely infuriated me! Kill him immediately!" The young master shouted at the four Kings again. Though hesitant, the experts nodded while maintaining high vigilance, monitoring every movement Yan Xiaobao made.
With a grin revealing his fangs, Yan Xiaobao let out a ferocious howl before charging toward the Kings. A sword in one hand and claws on the other, both prepared for battle. Yan Xiaobao unleashed streams of mist energy and martial power from his body, shaping the mist into a massive wolf pack—shadowy specters resembling the essence of souls. Each of these wolves appeared alive, sinking their fangs and crushing their claws into their targets to overwhelm and subdue them. The wolves split into two groups, each group made up of roughly ten wolves, as they zoomed toward two of the King-level Experts.
Seeing the wolf pack speeding toward them, the Kings quickly surrounded themselves with martial power and launched attacks against the incoming wolves. Their martial power struck the wolves, creating gaping holes in their bodies that soon shifted and regenerated. These wolves, born of mist energy, had razor-sharp teeth and claws but weren’t so easily destroyed.