Chapter 1142 - 8: Defeated by a Clone? The Shocked Prince and the Happy Ji Che!
Just now, the Bing Tu King felt a surge of immense vitality!
He didn’t know which kind it was, because he had never seen it before.
"Hmm." Zhao Xing nodded, the Wood True Intent he had grasped at the Ten Thousand Dao Tree was Cangwu True Intent, filled with immense vitality, which not only greatly enhanced his life force but also gave his True Yuan a strong regenerative effect.
"The Heavenly Dynasty is indeed full of strong individuals." Bing Tu King couldn’t help but sigh in his heart. "Previously, those we defeated might not even be considered true strongmen."
They were Second Grade Destiny cultivators, selected carefully and nurtured with ample resources from their country, who came to the Dao Yuan Continent and defeated some ordinary second-grade beings, naturally feeling a sense of pride.
Now, after a match with Zhao Xing, they immediately realized the reality.
"If even a Duke Divine Might is like this, what would a king-level expert be like?"
After returning to the main hall, Bing Tu King knelt on one knee and said, "Prince, Your Highness, I am no match for Duke Divine Might and am sincerely convinced by my defeat."
Prince Jin Ke’s face was somewhat unsightly because he had just witnessed Bing Tu King’s tattered appearance.
His second strongest underling was defeated just like that?
And not only that, he admitted defeat wholeheartedly?
"Hahaha." Ji Che was delighted, "What a splendid debate match, I’m very pleased. Someone, bring out a jug of millennial purple jade nectar as a reward for Yang Bing."
"Thank you, Your Highness." Bing Tu King expressed his gratitude respectfully.
Prince Jin Ke was somewhat surprised. Why not reward Duke Divine Might?
Little did he know, the gifts Ji Che gave Zhao Xing during festivals included dozens of barrels of this stuff at Zhao Xing’s house!
A jug? Would that even be considered a reward for the big brother? Such an embarrassment! Moreover, the big brother is one of us, helping in a fight, why even talk of rewards?
Prince Jin Ke saw that Zhao Xing was also accustomed to it, seemingly understanding something. This Duke Divine Might seemed rather remarkable.
But why had he never heard of his fame? In the Dojo rankings, he wasn’t even listed!
Zhao Xing was about to take his seat, but suddenly King Kelo next to Prince Jin Ke spoke, his tone somewhat excited yet respectful: "Duke Divine Might, I humbly request guidance from Duke Divine Might."
Zhao Xing looked at King Kelo, pondering, "King Kelo, I observed your previous matches, where opponents, whether using spells or martial techniques, became distorted and weakened significantly when facing you. Are you skilled in soul secret techniques?"
King Kelo, according to public records, was a Five Elements Mage with highly advanced spells, knowing more than the Bing Tu King.
In his previous fights, he easily dealt with opponents; whether martial techniques or spells, opponents’ powers weakened substantially before even reaching him.
Hence, Zhao Xing surmised that this King Kelo was a Soul Mage.
"As expected, Duke Divine Might sees through everything, yes, my strongest move is the soul secret technique." King Kelo became increasingly interested, eager to have a match with Zhao Xing.
"You are not my match," Zhao Xing said. Joking aside, what soul secret technique could compare with the Derivation God Decision? Even with only one-tenth of soul power, his clone was not something King Kelo could handle.
"Prince, Your Highness, please permit me to have a match with Duke Divine Might." King Kelo’s lips moved, his eyes filled with immense longing.
Among their country’s peers, they rarely met opponents; King Kelo was particularly unmatched.
Now, seeing Zhao Xing’s strength, he was unwilling to let go easily.
Prince Jin Ke was truly frustrated; seeing King Kelo so eager, he sternly reprimanded, "Do not be impudent!"
"Hey, Jin Ke. Don’t spoil the fun." Ji Che laughed, "Why not let him try?"
Weren’t you proud before? Why not dare now?
That’s not acceptable; you must see the difference!
Ji Che gave Zhao Xing a significant glance.
Feeling somewhat helpless, Zhao Xing nodded: "Since His Highness says so... Kelo, go ahead and use your best soul technique here."
Prince Jin Ke’s face changed: "This is the main hall, how can it be allowed? What if it affects His Highness and the Princess?!"
Ji Yingluo interjected: "The Princess of Great Zhou is not as fragile as you imagine, this palace trusts Duke Divine Might to control the scope of the match, let the Prince’s subordinate try."
Ji Che’s face darkened, how this guy was worried about the Princess.
Is that your concern to have?!
Prince Jin Ke read the situation and reluctantly nodded to King Kelo.
"Duke Divine Might, please!"
King Kelo stood up, his pupils dilated, and soul power suddenly emanated from his eyes.
They were surprisingly two soul spears, incredibly solid as if real and evil black.
And at the moment of attack, the two soul spears combined into one.
"Sss~"
The light in the main hall seemed to dim.
Zhao Xing remained unmoved like a mountain, but his soul took a step forward, suddenly leaving his body, and caught the black soul spear with one hand.
"Pop~"
The soul spear trembled for a second, instantly crushed, and at the moment it exploded outward, Zhao Xing rubbed his hands together, compressing the aftermath of the explosion between his palms.
A few breaths later, the black spear completely disappeared.
Zhao Xing’s soul, radiating a faint golden light, immediately restored brightness in the main hall.
He then returned to his body.
"Whew~" King Kelo’s face instantly turned pale, eyes vacant, panting heavily, and his body trembling uncontrollably.
"Kelo!" Prince Jin Ke instantly became alarmed.
The always invincible Kelo in his mind, how could he appear like this?
"He’s not in major trouble, drinking the purple jade nectar and resting for half a month will help him recover." Zhao Xing said.
Zhao Xing had crushed the opponent’s soul spear rather slowly, which allowed King Kelo time to manage the backlash.