Chapter 40

"Force me to use my treasure technique!" Jiaopeng whispered, his face flushed red, almost distorted, as the continuous suppression made him furious and unable to bear it.

He was originally a proud and unruly person, a genius of a great clan, renowned across the vast expanse of fifty thousand miles. Yet, being defeated in a small village was a great humiliation.

At this point, Xiaoshi Hao did not want to say much more to him. A battle was the only way.

"Jiaopeng, are you capable? You've been knocked back several times, and now you're angry and embarrassed?" Zishan Kun stepped forward, though he mocked Jiaopeng, a cold light flashed in his eyes as he stared at Xiaobudian. The destruction of the treasure bow made him very uncomfortable, and he was ready to act at any moment.

"Do you want to fight us three alone? You don't know your limits!" Leimingyuan stood to the side, a cold smile on his lips. "A strong physical body doesn't mean much; in this world, treasure techniques are the strongest. Without divine techniques, how strong can mere flesh and blood be?"

Xiaobudian remained silent, just staring at them. Then he turned to look at the group of strong individuals and spoke to the old man from Yuntian Palace, saying, "Please, Grandfather, witness and judge who is weaker and who is stronger."

Everyone was surprised. This little guy was indeed clever, seeing the ill intentions of the strong, and only the old man with the snow feather in his hand seemed to be somewhat protective. By speaking this way, he clearly wanted the old man to uphold justice.

"Hum"

This time, it was Xiaobudian who took the initiative, and he first rushed towards Zishan Kun, who was also hostile. He slapped out a palm, the fingers and palm shining like divine jade.

"Come on, let me test how strong your pure physical body is!"

As a genius, Zishan Kun was young but had always been praised, and he was naturally arrogant. He stepped back a few steps to avoid Shi Hao's sharp attack, and when the palm force was about to run out, he fiercely swung his palm forward.

Although he wanted to gauge Xiaobudian's physical strength, he was not reckless. Seeing Jiaopeng suffer a severe defeat, he decided to use a clever method to fight.

However, Xiaobudian's moves were unpredictable. Growing up in the vast wilderness, he had not learned fixed killing techniques. Like fierce beasts and fierce birds, he used the simplest and most direct primitive methods. When his force was about to run out, his body suddenly sank, and his right leg kicked up from behind like a scorpion's tail, swift and fierce!

Zishan Kun was startled. This kind of attack usually began when they were a bit older, and the elders had said that fixed techniques were just to guide them, while the real battlefield was ever-changing, and life and death could be decided in an instant.

He quickly dodged, and the foot almost hit his head, sweeping towards his chest. Zishan Kun's palm, which he had swung with great force, met it head-on.

"Boom!"

It was like a fierce rhinoceros colliding with a rock, the ground shaking, sand and stones flying, and dust rising to the sky.

Zishan Kun's palm was in severe pain, as if it had broken. If not for the bone ring on his thumb glowing and helping to dissipate the terrifying force, his hand would have been broken.

Even so, he was sent flying, kicked into the air by Xiaoshi Hao, flying out more than ten meters and landing with a thud. In the process, Xiaobudian also flew out, but not because he was pushed back; he was moving on his own, rushing towards Leimingyuan with a direct and violent punch.

"Wow, the porcelain doll is so powerful when angry." The twin sisters were watching the battle, their large eyes clear, long eyelashes, and a rare kind of spirituality, their identical beautiful faces making them a pleasure to look at.

Seeing two geniuses being powerfully slapped away by this child, Leimingyuan did not want to compete in physical strength. His eyes glowed intensely, and a black electric light surged from his body. A rune appeared in his palm, lightning intertwining, and he pressed forward.

In the air, sparks flew, and the black lightning surged, looking terrifying. A thick black lightning bolt shot out, striking Shi Hao.

Xiaobudian was not afraid. He lightly shook his right arm, and the runes immediately glowed brightly, shining through his arm, making him look white and tender. His attack power increased significantly, and runes appeared in front of his arm, like metal letters, imprinted in the air, dissolving the lightning.

With a loud "Dong," Xiaobudian did not stop, and his right foot swept across, kicking up a large millstone and sending it towards Leimingyuan.

With a "Crack," Leimingyuan's palm shattered, but at that moment, Xiaobudian was also close, leaping into the air and stomping down. With a "Bang," Leimingyuan was sent flying, even though he crossed his arms to block, he still suffered a heavy blow.

Xiaobudian's arms could exert eight thousand pounds of divine strength, and this kick was even more powerful. Leimingyuan was like being hit by a wild bull, spitting blood, his arms glowing, trembling, almost breaking.

"This is the unloading rune created by Lord Lei, otherwise, those arms would have shattered!" someone exclaimed.

In just a moment, Xiaobudian had attacked three geniuses, taking the upper hand, making the strong from the three great clans look grim. It was hard to believe that a small village could produce such a remarkable talent, truly a prodigy!

At this point, not only Jiaopeng was filled with anger, but Zishan Kun and Leimingyuan also had red faces, their eyes flashing with cold light. This was too embarrassing, being kicked away like this, truly a humiliation.

"Hum"

Jiaopeng's eyes were cold. After observing, he chose to act, using his true treasure technique to attack Xiaobudian.

In his palm, an ancient rune appeared, shining brightly, illuminating the sky. With a "Boom," a fierce aura spread, and a gray-brown fierce dragon emerged from the rune, rushing towards Xiaobudian.

Shi Hao was not panicked. He drew a line in the air with his right hand, and a silver glow fell, forming a moon that shone with brilliant light, blocking in front of him.

The gray dragon was fierce, as thick as a water vat, with dense scales, carrying an ancient and沧桑 (ancient) aura, as if it had crossed time and space from the ancient times to join the battle!

"Boom"

In front of Xiaobudian, the silver moon rotated, the essence of heaven and earth surging, forming an ocean. It rose like a vast sea, carrying a vast divine might, slashing towards the gray dragon.

This was a battle of treasure techniques. In the intense collision with the gray dragon, the silver moon glowed brightly, light scattering everywhere.

The gray dragon also danced in the sky, flipping up and down, spewing out wave after wave of brilliant light. Nearby trees and rocks kept cracking and shattering.

A light chirp, and a fierce bird emerged from the silver moon, its figure instantly growing, like a cloud, spanning the battlefield, its aura terrifying.

"What, this is an ancient magic bird, a Swallowing Heaven Sparrow, or a Blue Sky Peng? What a powerful treasure technique!" The strong from the Golden Wolf Tribe, Luofu Great Marsh, and other places were all amazed.

Although Shi Hao only showed a雏形 (rudimentary form), it was not yet complete, but it made people sense the terrifying aura, a very powerful treasure technique.

If it could be slightly more complete, it would not be inferior to the clan's most powerful techniques of the Purple Mountain, Lei Clan, and Luofu Great Marsh. This was a primitive treasure technique that even great clans would envy.

Soon, everyone's eyes were fixed on the three young birds, their gazes burning. They guessed that this treasure technique must have come from these three mutated blue-scaled eagles.

"A return to the ancestral form, the strongest mark of an ancient magic bird reappears!" someone keenly discovered the root cause.

With a "Boom," the huge magic bird, whether a Swallowing Heaven Sparrow or a Blue Sky Peng, swooped down, its misty claws grabbing the fierce dragon.

With a "Snap," it pulled hard, tearing it apart. The gray fierce dragon turned into a stream of light, quickly dissipating, vanishing in an instant.

In recent days, after Xiaobudian's successful baptism, his understanding and insight into treasure techniques had deepened, allowing this treasure technique to become more powerful, now overpowering Jiaopeng.

At this moment, Zishan Kun and Leimingyuan moved, attacking forward, their auras strong.

"Whoosh..."

The ancient magic bird spread its wings, instantly covering the sky, a fierce wind blowing, its terrifying aura spreading. It swooped down towards Zishan Kun, misty and indistinct, making it even more terrifying.

Xiaobudian launched an attack, using the silver moon to protect himself, making the ancient magic bird rise to meet the enemy.

Zishan Kun roared, his body glowing, purple light surging, a purple sun flying out, rapidly expanding, with a purple fire-scaled creature inside, raising its head and roaring, flames surging.

"Boom"

A fierce collision, the purple fire-scaled creature roared, rushing towards the sky, battling the ancient magic bird. The two emitted brilliant light, like two stars colliding, illuminating the surroundings in a white glow.

A mournful cry, the purple fire-scaled creature trembled, turning to flee, while the ancient magic bird swooped down, a claw pressing on its head, completely piercing through.

"Boom" A surge of purple flames, the fire-scaled creature shattered, turning into pure essence and light, disappearing from the world.

Zishan Kun was shocked, quickly casting spells, using treasure techniques to defend.

The ancient magic bird spread its wings, turning into a terrifying magic cloud, filling the sky, rushing towards Leimingyuan.

The wind howled, and Xiaobudian himself leaped several dozen meters, landing near the retreating Jiaopeng, a bright moon hanging high, casting thousands of rays of light.

"Ah!"

Jiaopeng screamed, his face filled with fear. He could not defend, Xiaobudian leaped down, the silver moon's light piercing through the bone runes he had cast. Then, with a "Bang," Shi Hao kicked him in the chin, sending him tumbling, blood spewing from his mouth and nose.

Xiaobudian landed on the ground, his eyes clear, grabbing a stone millstone weighing several hundred pounds, and smashed it down on Jiaopeng's head.

"Ah..." Jiaopeng screamed in agony, though his physical body was strong, being hit by such a large stone millstone was unbearable.

With a "Puff," he spat out a mouthful of blood, then two broken teeth, his entire face in severe pain, screaming loudly.