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The huge khaki elephant charged over with a crushing force. No ordinary martial skills would stand a chance against this huge elephant made of source power.
Although Luo Yunyang still had some aces up his sleeve, he frowned as the huge khaki elephant amplified the short, plump Venerable’s power tenfold and crashed towards him.
If there had been some distance between them, Luo Yunyang would have used the God-Slaying Spear. Unfortunately, there was not sufficient distance.
Therefore, after only a split second of hesitation, Luo Yunyang quickly raised his Speed to 600 points.
A 600-point Speed would make most people feel desperate. The instant the huge elephant came rushing at him, Luo Yunyang disappeared without a trace.
As soon as he dodged, he had already appeared behind the Venerable, aimed the spear at his head and stabbed.
The Elephant Venerable’s fist blocked the onrushing spear just as it was about to strike him. Although the man’s response was somewhat hurried, Luo Yunyang had still been unable to hurt him.
Luo Yunyang walked in a circle around the Elephant Venerable and kept striking out with his spear. The Elephant Venerable acted like a rock. Although his reactions seemed weary, Luo Yunyang still found it difficult to wound him.
Of course, this was because of the martial grandmaster’s incomparably keen senses.
After 39 successive strikes, Luo Yunyang retreated and landed on the right side of the platform of the Wind-Rain Crossing. When he stopped attacking, the Elephant Venerable let out a huge sigh of relief.
Luo Yunyang’s speed had made the Elephant Venerable feel desperate. Although he was a veteran martial grandmaster, he wasn’t able to trap Luo Yunyang.
“How fast! If it had been just the two of us, we wouldn’t have been able to complete this assignment!” The Dragon Venerable clapped his hands and called out, “My two old friends, it seems like you have no choice but to lend us a hand!”
“Ha ha ha… We could lend you a hand, Old Dragon, but then you’d have to give us a share of the rewards!” a hoarse voice said before two short old men with a metallic lustre on their faces stepped out of the darkness.
The tense atmosphere at the Wind-Rain Crossing intensified when they appeared.
The top-notch martial masters that had originally been prepared to strive for their future prospects now realized in astonishment that this affair was way out of their league.
This was a game they couldn’t participate in!
One could imagine their disappointment when they discovered this.
“My name is Jinzhong!” The old man standing on the right pointed at his companion. “This is Tongzhong. You can call us the Golden Clock’s Two Elders!”
“You are really fast and you possess a rare talent. Unfortunately, the two of us still have to take action. I advise you to surrender!”
Jinzhong and Tongzhong moved quickly, appearing on either side of Luo Yunyang. Meanwhile, they seemed to wave their hands about rather unhurriedly.
A faint golden source power poured out of the two elders’ hands. When this source power formed golden ripples in the air, the ripples converged to form a giant clock with a radius of at least 20 meters.
Everything, including the air enveloped within this huge clock, started to constrict.
“What kind of technique is that?” Qi Yunhao cried out in alarm. He had already retreated three kilometers.
The middle-aged man inhaled sharply before he said, “It’s the Golden Clock Trap! I’m not talking about the ordinary physical Golden Clock training, but the Golden Clock School’s ultimate technique. Before the first source power ever came about, this Golden Clock technique had been considered pretty much a joke. However, ever since the emergence of source power, the Golden Clock’s two elders have mastered this technique completely.”
“Their Golden Clock Technique can contract and expand. If it contracts and is used defensively, it can withstand the attack of any martial grandmaster entity. If it’s used offensively, it can demolish an entire hill.”
The calm man had a strange expression in his eyes. “That’s why the Da Alliance’s control of this world has started to become weaker.”
As Qi Yunhao watched the ever-shrinking Golden Clock, which now only had a radius of 10 meters, he sighed. “Luo Yunyang wanted to display his might this time, yet he hadn’t expected that they would send four martial grandmasters. The Rising Dragon Army commanders must be extremely vexed.”
The calm man wasn’t in the mood to discuss this now. “What has that got to do with us? Damn it! It seems like I don’t have any hope of getting a ship ticket this time!” he said in a gruff tone.
“Forget about the ship ticket. We should consider ourselves fortunate if we are able to leave this place alive!” Qi Yunhao said bluntly. “In fact, the 13 Shadow Wolves were really unlucky!”
Although the 13 Shadow Wolves had not been completely wiped out, they wouldn’t be a force to be reckoned with in the Da Alliance anymore.
Several figures suddenly emerged from their hiding places. They all had already given up and chosen to observe this battle between the martial grandmasters from a distance.
Perhaps they might be able to gain some information by watching this battle. This information could help them break through the martial grandmaster boundaries. Of course, that would be the best-case scenario.
“This is going to be tough. I hope Luo Yunyang will be able to endure a little longer,” said a woman with a long scar on her face. Her scar made her seem extremely fierce.
When the Golden Clock appeared, Luo Yunyang immediately felt a crushing pressure on his body.
Not only was the Golden Clock a defensive technique, but it could also restrict the movements of the people trapped inside it.
Actually, this could be considered the Golden Clock’s greatest function.
Luo Yunyang stared at the Golden Clock’s Two Elders and the Dragon Elephant’s Two Venerables. He had a faint mocking grin on his face as he asked disapprovingly, “Is it just the few of you?”
Although his voice sounded the same and his expression was the same, everyone could hear his underlying message to everyone at the Wind-Rain Crossing: Could they really beat him?
“Don’t tell me that you think the four of us aren’t enough?” The Elephant Venerable, who had suffered a little during his exchange with Luo Yunyang, took a slightly bigger offense at Luo Yunyang’s arrogance. He gnashed his teeth in anger as he said, “This time, you’ll have no way of escaping!”
“Who wants to escape? Daddy came here to kill and satisfy his cravings. How would I show my face again in the future if I ran now?” Luo Yunyang said with a smile.
The moment he said this, the Golden Clock’s Two Elders chortled heartily. Meanwhile, mocking grins formed on the lips of the Dragon Elephant’s Two Venerables.
“You must be in denial, Luo Yunyang. Are you trying to stall in hopes that someone will come and rescue you? It’s no use. Even if the Flame Emperor came, it would be difficult for him to save his own life, let alone yours.”
“As for the Rising Dragon Army, I’m afraid that they would be in even more trouble if they left Chang’an City. All you can do right now is dream about getting rescued!”
Luo Yunyang glared at the self-assured Elephant Venerable and chuckled calmly. “It is often said that kind words cannot persuade the dead. If you people have a death wish, then you can’t blame me for granting it!”
As he spoke, Luo Yunyang finished making some adjustments on his attribute regulator. This time, he raised his Mind Attribute to 1,000. As a result, there were some drastic changes in his other attributes.
Power: 1 (Fire: 0, Ice: 0, Wood: 0)
Constitution: 20 (Golden Body: 2, Fire: 0, Ice: 0, Wood: 0)