Chapter 2810 Multiple Attack Talisman
Jin Chaoyang wore an expression of profound displeasure. Today's incident had escalated to such a point that a peaceful resolution seemed impossible.
A menacing glint flickered in his eyes. "What if I make this bet?"
"I don't want your apology. I want your right hand! Are you willing to take that gamble?" Jin Chaoyang's gaze oozed provocation. He doubted the young lady had the courage to accept such a challenge.
"How dare you!" Yun Ethereal berated in astonishment.
Mo Lian's eyes sparkled with cynicism as he nonchalantly remarked, "Dean Yun, there's no need to be anxious. Jin Chaoyang won't be victorious for long."
Dean Yun felt genuine anxiety gnawing at him.
He was all too aware of Jin Chaoyang's formidable abilities.
For the young lady to achieve the perfected advanced-level of talisman practice mentioned by Mu Jingrui at her age, coming from the Lower Star Domain, was already an extraordinary feat. This one-handed bet was no laughing matter.
/After all, how could a talisman practitioner continue to draw talismans without a hand?/
/These young competitors were recklessly daring./
In a typical cultivation competition, even if the young lady's cultivation was lacking, she would have the Sand Scorpion's assistance, ensuring she didn't fall too far behind Jin Chaoyang. But now, they were pitting their talisman energy against each other.
Mu Rouxuan had become a yellow-level talisman practitioner at the age of 17, thanks to her exceptional inherent conditions. Her contribution to the entire Divine Province's talisman clan could not be underestimated.
/However, the young lady had just emerged from the Lower Star Domain, and regardless of her circumstances, challenging Jin Chaoyang's strength was nothing short of astonishing/
"Enough with the chatter, catch!" Qiao Mu had no patience left for arguing with Jin Chaoyang. She swiftly waved her delicate hand, sending a streak of jade-white light hurtling towards Jin Chaoyang.
Jin Chaoyang responded with a cold scoff as he swept his hand through the air in front of him.
Twenty-four defensive jade talismans shot out excitedly, emitting a brilliant white light that enveloped him in a protective matrix of defensive jade talismans.
The onlooking talisman practitioners could clearly see a transparent Viscount barrier forming around Jin Chaoyang, encasing him like a protective shield.
/Using just that attack talisman?/
Breaking through this yellow-level defensive jade talisman matrix was deemed utterly impossible by the spectators.
Talisman practitioners collectively sighed and shook their heads.
/The young lady is too naive!/
/How could an attack talisman stand against a yellow-level perfected grand talisman practitioner like Jin Chaoyang?/
Even if they combined their attack talismans into a matrix, they might not be able to breach Jin Chaoyang's defensive talisman matrix.
/The difference in strength is too vast!/
A thunderous boom resonated through the area, causing the ground to shake incessantly from the immense force.
"Cough, cough, cough."
Everyone waved their hands to disperse the white fog that had formed before them.
What astonished them was that Jin Chaoyang had actually been pushed back several steps by the power of Qiao Mu's attack talisman.
"You've lost!" Jin Chaoyang snarled furiously, his inner shock mirrored on his face.
He had never anticipated that the young lady's attack talisman would possess such formidable power. Fortunately, his defensive talisman matrix proved strong enough to gradually withstand the assault. Nevertheless, unmistakable cracks had appeared in his talisman matrix.
Jin Chaoyang breathed a silent sigh of relief. His face and his precious were both spared.
Now, all he had to do was endure the pressure and let this arrogant young lady try to cripple his right arm.
"You're too inexperienced," Qiao Mu's chilly voice whispered into his ears.
In an instant, an even more formidable attack surged from the jade talisman and struck him with a resounding boom.
/What?!/
Everyone watched in disbelief at the jade talisman hovering in mid-air.
The third, fourth, and fifth waves of attacks dissipated like mere whispers in the wind…