I Don’t Want to Get Hurt, So I’ll Max Out My Defense

Chapter 1149: Chapter 1150: The Somewhat Tricky Yan Zuzi Chapter 1149: Chapter 1150: The Somewhat Tricky Yan Zuzi “Qi and Blood Transportation!”

“Blood Demon Metamorphosis Scripture!”

Xueyuan shouted deeply, his hands evolving a bloody chaos in the void. A succession of images flickered before the eyes of the crowd like a revolving lantern. It was a scene of living beings in dire straits, filled with blood and bones’ turmoil, corpses strewn everywhere, terrifyingly boundless.

The astonishing Blood Qi extracted from Godzilla’s body gradually transformed into blood-colored skeleton soldiers, holding shields in their left hands and swords in their right, methodically stepping through the air and slashing towards Godzilla.

This move was an eye for an eye, using Godzilla’s own extracted Blood Qi against it, and the effect was outstanding.

The blood-colored skeletons remained undamaged under the scorched by the Red Lotus Karmic Fire; whether it was flames or Blood Qi, both belonged to Godzilla, and the flames had difficulty inflicting damage on its own Blood Qi.

However, the skeleton soldiers could not break through Godzilla’s defenses either.

“Open the domain to restrain him!”

Xueyuan said.

The two Saint Realm masters by his side understood immediately. Terrifying auras burst forth from within their Dantians, pouring out like a tide. One of them hailed from the sea domain, and the other from the Hundred Flowers Sect, both friendly with the Great Elder, and had been invited by him to come. They had not expected to encounter a supreme expert like Xueyuan.

To be honest, they had only been tentatively probing until now. After all, they didn’t want to genuinely risk their lives against Godzilla. But now that Xueyuan had blood in his eyes, intent on seriously fighting this Demonic Beast, they had no choice but to risk their lives in a gentleman’s battle.

“Stagnant Water Sky Ring!”

“Extreme Silence Domain!”

A brilliant azure and a deep blue, two invisible barriers dispersed, instantly covering the entire Ice Dragon Island. The domains of Saint Realm experts were fundamentally different from those of Semi-Saints, in both scope and power. Within their own domain, they were the absolute kings, able to control everything at will.

The domains of these two men shared some similarities; both were auxiliary types. The Extreme Silence Domain could bring tranquility to the surrounding environment, raising their perception to a terrifying degree. A single breath, even the shift of a breath, could allow them to sense their opponent’s next move.

The Stagnant Water Sky Ring was an absolute counterattack domain. Anyone who stepped into this domain would have all offensive moves immediately feedback to the domain master, with a rapid counterattack. In such one-on-one confrontations, it could produce unexpected effects, and few among their peers could contend against them.

Godzilla was still dazed, launching sluggish attacks at the two, its hand-sized paws clapping back and forth, forcing them to constantly leap about in a rather comical fashion. From the moment it was released, this massive creature had an air of reluctance to move, causing Li Xiaobai’s anxiety to grow. This ancestor only had two hours to exist; if it didn’t fight earnestly, wouldn’t its release be in vain?

“Where’s Lin Bei!”

“What are you doing, hurry up and kill that kid!”

Xueyuan roared, veins bulging on his forehead. The Great Elder had been sent flying by Yitilou and then vanished without a trace, quite obviously hiding. Goddamn it, it was this guy who invited them here, and he was hiding when trouble arose.

Do they think they too can slip away unnoticed?

“Die!”

From an inconspicuous corner, a burst of chilling air shot out, a gale howling, turning wherever it passed into a field of ice crystals, an Ice and Snow World–that was the breath of the Dragon Race, with a terrifying aura and astonishing power, charging straight at Li Xiaobai.

“Youngster, step back and let this old man handle this.”

Yan Zuzi pulled Li Xiaobai behind him, his hands forming fist seals evolving mountains and rivers, a punch shattering the frost and snow. His fearsome punch force, unstoppable, headed straight for the assailant hiding in the dark.

“Brother Xueyuan, assist me!”

Lin Bei screamed in terror, leaping three feet into the air, and for some reason, the punch from Yan Zuzi gave him the illusion that the island was about to be sunk, a sense of world-ending destruction, as though one punch could make heaven and earth lose their luster and the entire Northern Continent felt like it was on the brink of annihilation.

“World-ending Fist!”

Yan Zuzi shouted the name of his move with great enthusiasm, but in reality, the punch’s force only blasted a deep pit beside the opponent, its power rather ordinary or even minimal.

The few people in the arena were momentarily stunned. The punch just now was terrifyingly boundless, but in truth had only so little power. Lin Bei’s face showed an array of expressions, and he was frightened by the punch, feeling as if death had brushed past him?

“What kind of trick are you playing?”

“That old thing is the one who was controlling the puppet just now. Someone with such a powerful divine soul naturally targets the divine soul with his attack methods. You’re scared to such a state by a mere blinding technique, how did you even cultivate to the Saint Realm!”

“Quickly slay that youngster, I’ll hold off this old guy!”

Xueyuan’s Three Corpses Spirits were hopping mad, experiencing for the first time what it was like to have a pig for a teammate.

“Cough, cough, both of you, give me some face, and let’s just call it quits!”

“Actually, I have spent long years in Buddha Country, and I have long warned myself not to kill lightly. Please, you two, stop courting death.”

“That blinding technique was just a warning. I’m the type who doesn’t know how to show mercy; if I throw this punch, you may die!”

Yan Zuzi casually shook his fist as he spoke.

No sooner had his words fallen than a domineering aura, befitting that of a king of this world, spread from his body, commanding all beneath heaven. Some of the weaker cultivators in the arena even felt an urge to kneel and pay homage.

The Great Elder Lin Bei was once again stunned, a mix of reverence and fear rising in his eyes.

His knees buckled and his body nearly collapsed to the ground. Looking into the old man’s eyes, it was as though he was surrounded by infinite darkness, with only the old man’s figure, magnifying indefinitely, standing tall and looking down at him.

“Damn it, it’s all an illusion, don’t fall for it!”

“Take him down!”

Xueyuan wasn’t in the mood for superfluous words. His body transformed into a crimson bolt of lightning, and countless tentacles burst out, wrapping around Yan Zuzi in the blink of an eye and dragging him into a high-up battle in the sky.

“Fuck, young people have no martial virtue!”

“Damn it, if only my cultivation level could recover and grow even the slightest bit more, I’d have nothing to fear!”

Yan Zuzi’s face changed, and he flurriedly defended himself in the clouds. He didn’t have the sturdy physique of Yitilou, who had cultivated the Ten Paths of the Heavens and was still terrifying without his cultivation level. But Yan Zuzi couldn’t compare; his cultivation level had not yet recovered, and he retained only a tenth of his strength. Engaging with the enraged Xueyuan proved extremely difficult.

He somewhat regretted his actions, wishing he had known that among the newcomers, there was a great cultivator with two Divine Fires lit. If he had known, he wouldn’t have put on that act just for the sake of making a show of support for the Villain’s Guild. If he had saved some energy inside his body, he would’ve been able to unleash one spectacular move right now.

“Kid, you’re on your own now!”

Down below, on the stage.

Lin Bei’s face was filled with bloodthirst and cruelty as he slowly walked towards Li Xiaobai.

“Heh, kid, you’ve finally ended up in my hands!”

“Tell me, how do you want to die?”