Monarch Of Time

864  Chapter 864 Going all out (2)

ʼʼThat brat has a death wish? He wants to fight Mao Huang with his bare hands?ʼʼ

ʼʼIs he crazy? Does he think he is a peak sixth stage body refiner?ʼʼ

ʼʼWhat a fool. Even a peak sixth stage body refiner would suffer if they took on Mao Huangʼs sword like that!ʼʼ

The surrounding Dao Kings began to mumble among themselves when they saw this scene in front of them, as their eyes were still intently focused on the 2 figures that were about to clash with each other.

At the same time, the yellow-robed young man with the black sword, Mao Huang sneered when he saw Shun Longʼs actions, before he said in a cold voice

ʼʼSince you are so eager to die, let me send you off-ʼʼ

However, before he could actually finish his sentence, Mao Huangʼs words were abruptly stuck in his throat as his eyes widened in disbelief.

In fact, it wasnʼt just Mao Huang but every single Dao King present who couldnʼt believe their eyes at this moment, as they all stared at Shun Long with expressions of shock plastered on their faces.

The instant that Shun Long punched out with his right hand, pitch-black scales immediately appeared out of nowhere as they immediately covered his entire fist along with the rest of his body, stunning every single person who laid their eyes on them.

Staring at these beautiful black scales that made Shun Long look like a mix of both human and magic beast alike, the Dao Kings present were all momentarily taken aback.

However, what had surprised these Dao Kings the most wasnʼt just the change in Shun Longʼs outer appearance, but the aura that he had begun to emit the moment his body was covered in these black scales.

Sensing the terrifying aura that Shun Long was now emitting that was similar to a king of magic beasts that was slowly waking up, the surrounding Dao Kings were all stunned, while even those peak rank 9 Dao Kings who werenʼt interested in Shun Longʼs fight previously, had now all turned their gazes towards him and Mao Huang.

ʼʼThis aura... is this a bloodline? How is this possible? How can a bloodline be so strong?ʼʼ

ʼʼThis type of pressure... donʼt tell me that this is an immortal-grade bloodline!ʼʼ

ʼʼAn immortal-grade bloodline? Who the hell is this kid?ʼʼ

ʼʼWait a moment! Didnʼt this guy use the Dao of Space earlier? So he has a supreme Dao AND an immortal-grade bloodline? Just who the hell is this kid? I refuse to believe that he really is a nobody!ʼʼ

At the same time that the surrounding Dao Kings began to talk among themselves, one of the peak rank 9 Dao Kings who was watching this scene, whose aura was even stronger than the yellow-robed young manʼs that Shun Long was facing right now, stared at Shun Long for a few moments in silence before he mumbled to himself in a pondering manner

ʼʼAn immortal-grade bloodline and a supreme Dao huh? Even if he is just an early-stage Dao King, the ʼWhite tiger chamber of commerceʼ shouldnʼt have excluded his information on purpose. Since they didnʼt include it within their information jades itʼs more likely to assume that even they werenʼt aware of it either... How interesting!ʼʼ

At this moment, Shun Long who had already activated his dragonʼs bloodline and was about to fight with Mao Huang was completely unaware that he had simultaneously managed to attract the attention of an even more dangerous person.

Although Mao Huang was also a peak rank 9 Dao King and was someone who was strong enough to act arrogantly in front of others without a need to care about their strength or background, in front of this black-robed young man, he actually knew that he wasnʼt much different from any average late-stage Dao King.

In fact, if Shun Long had noticed this black-robed young man, he would also be able to easily recognize him thanks to the information he had received from the ʼWhite tiger chamber of commerceʼ. After all, according to the ʼWhite tiger chamber of commerceʼ, this man was one of the 100 strongest Dao Kings that had entered the ʼCity of Immortalsʼ!

At this moment however, Shun Longʼs attention was focused completely on the black sword in front of him as his fist finally met with Mao Huangʼs black sword!

BOOOOOOOOOOM!!

The moment Shun Longʼs fist that was covered in black scales met Mao Huangʼs sword, a large shockwave erupted from the center of the impact, pushing Shun Long and Mao Huang back for dozens of meters before they could finally regain their footing!

ʼʼOh? He actually managed to take it head-on?ʼʼ The black-robed young man who was leisurely watching the fight between Shun Long and Mao Huang raised his eyebrows in surprise, as he stared at Shun Longʼs fist with a look of clear curiosity in his eyes!

ʼʼIs this real? That kid really managed to resist Mao Huangʼs attack with his bare hands?ʼʼ

ʼʼThis isnʼt possible... Even if he has an immortal-grade bloodline something like this shouldnʼt be possible!

Mao Huang is a peak rank 9 Dao King and that black sword of his is a 1-star weapon! Even if itʼs not a peak 1-star weapon, it should

be able to easily cleave in half any early-stage Dao King regardless of their bloodline! No matter what, even an immortal-grade bloodline shouldnʼt be enough to allow this kid to bridge the gap between himself and Mao Huang!ʼʼ

ʼʼNot possible? Look at his fist! Even after taking on Mao Huangʼs sword attack, that guy was barely harmed! Only some of his protective scales seem to have been chipped off and there isnʼt even any blood coming from his hand! There is definitely something special about that bloodline of his!ʼʼ

At the same time that the surrounding Dao Kings erupted in discussions, the yellow-robed young man, Mao Huang stared at Shun Longʼs fist with a stunned look on his face, before he slowly turned his gaze towards his own sword.

ʼʼHa..haha..hahahahaha!ʼʼ After a brief moment of silence, Mao Huang suddenly started laughing like a madman, before an evil smile that was akin to a devilʼs eventually appeared on his lips, as he stared at Shun Long who was standing a few meters away from him and said mockingly

ʼʼWho knew that today, I, Mao Huang would actually get to kill not just one, but two pieces of trash with immortal-grade bloodlines. Hahahahaha! It must be my lucky day!ʼʼ

Mao Huang then pointed at Shun Longʼs right fist that was now missing some of its protective scales after clashing with his black sword and continued

ʼʼAlthough your bloodline seems to be different from that bastardʼs, itʼs too bad that it wasnʼt enough to save you either! Hahahaha!ʼʼ

Without any hesitation Mao Huang then kicked the ground, as he thrust his black sword forward for the second time, aiming to pierce through Shun Longʼs chest!

Of course, at this point, Shun Long understood that the person that Mao Huang was referring to as a bastard was clearly Jiang Chen who must have already used his bloodline during his fight with Mao Huang previously!

However, even though Jiang Chenʼs bloodline originated from a ʼmythic-rankʼ magic beast, the ʼDemonic Crow of Darknessʼ, the purity of his bloodline was nowhere near close to Shun Longʼs and was naturally not enough to let him stand against a peak rank 9 Dao King like Mao Huang.

And yet, contrary to Mao Huangʼs expectations, instead of falling back, Shun Long just glanced at his ʼinjuredʼ right fist that was only missing some of its protective scales, before he mumbled to himself in a calm voice

ʼʼTime Reversal!ʼʼ

The protective scales around his fist seemed to have regenerated almost immediately, before Shun Long clenched his right fist for the second time, allowing it to meet with Mao Huangʼs sword directly!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!

Under the eyes of the surrounding Dao Kings, Shun Longʼs fist that was covered in dragonic scales collided with Mao Huangʼs sword time and time again, matching Mao Huangʼs attacks blow for blow!

After the first attack, Mao Huang had already begun to infuse his Dao of Fire into his every slash, and yet the advantage he gained against Shun Long had barely increased and wasnʼt enough to take his life.

However, after exchanging more than 100 blows in the span of a few minutes, everyone began to notice that the damage on Shun Longʼs body had started to accumulate, while even the speed at which his black scales were regenerating had slowed down significantly.

Naturally, Mao Huang had also noticed this detail and he wasnʼt going to leave any leeway for Shun Long to survive!

He could already feel that although this person in front of him was just an early rank 3 Dao King, he was actually strong enough to pose a threat even to a peak rank 9 Dao King like him!

Raising his black sword above his head, Mao Huang slashed it forward using all of his strength as he shouted in a cold voice

ʼʼBrat, itʼs time for you to die!

Saint high-grade martial skill, ʼFlame Emperorʼs swordʼ!ʼʼ