Chapter 461: Nine-day Rejuvenation Pill
The brilliant afterimages of the staff were terrifyingly powerful!
Under the immense pressure, Zhao Dong's face turned pale. The sheer aura of the assault was enough to make blood gush wildly from his reopened wounds!
"Boy, there's no escape!" the man's thunderous shout rang out as the power in his hands intensified.
"Die? No! I refuse to accept this!" Zhao Dong roared. Under the crushing pressure, his body's potential was completely unleashed.
"Mystic Dragon Fist!"
ROAR!
The cry of a dragon soared to the heavens as a golden dragon roared forth.
"What kind of move is this!?"
The two men were shocked, never expecting Zhao Dong to have a killing move up his sleeve!
The dragon moved with incredible speed. Even as they cried out in alarm, it collided with their deadly attack.
BOOM!
A terrifying shockwave erupted instantly, sending the pair flying back a full ten meters. Blood seeped from the corners of their mouths, leaving them looking utterly wretched.
Despite the astonishing blow, Zhao Dong did not fare any better. Countless staff shadows slipped through gaps in the dragon and struck his chest heavily, sending his body flying backward to crash on the ground. The arm that had delivered the shocking strike trembled uncontrollably!
"Good lad! You're certainly interesting!" The tall man wiped the blood from his mouth, his face finally showing a hint of seriousness.
"You're not so bad yourselves!" Zhao Dong staggered to his feet. He forcibly suppressed the trembling in his right arm with his left hand, staring intently at the two men before him.
"Boy, watch out for a sneak attack!" the old man suddenly roared.
Zhao Dong was startled by a bone-chilling coldness that emanated from behind him. The short man, who had been standing with the taller one just a moment ago, had vanished into thin air.
An illusion!?
Gasping in shock, Zhao Dong swung his palm backward.
BOOM!
Fist and palm collided. The immense force sent Zhao Dong stumbling back toward the tall man.
"Despicable!" Zhao Dong raged.
"Heh, so what if we're despicable? Surviving is all that matters!" the two snorted coldly in unison. They immediately unleashed their killing moves again, rushing at Zhao Dong together.
"The Tang Family Stick Technique's strength lies in its variability and speed. If you want to defeat them, you must be willing to trade your life for theirs, shattering all defenses with brute force!" the old man's bellowing voice came again.
"You old fool, you're asking for it!"
The two men were instantly furious. The old man had clearly hit upon the weakness in their technique.
Zhao Dong's mind immediately recalled the all-out strike he had just delivered. With that punch, he had been prepared to die. Although his fist had been astonishingly powerful, his opponents' killing moves were sharp, and they were a minor realm higher than him. With the two of them joining forces, it should have been impossible for them to be repelled by his single strike.
But now, the old man's words had enlightened him!
Trade my life for theirs? Fine!
Zhao Dong collected his thoughts. His body arched backward as he faced the two ferocious men, a resolute gleam flashing in his eyes.
"Kid! What do you think you're doing!?" the two exclaimed in shock, seeing that Zhao Dong had no intention of defending or dodging.
"One for two, it's worth it!" Zhao Dong huffed coldly, stepping back as he rapidly gathered a furious amount of Spiritual Energy in his right fist.
As he arched his back and drew out all his Spiritual Energy, his body was left riddled with openings. However, the sheer amount of Spiritual Energy condensing in his fist sent shivers down his opponents' spines!
"Are you mad? Your body can't handle a technique so far beyond your realm!"
"Even if it can't, I'm still taking you both with me!"
Zhao Dong's body shook violently, his eyes bloodshot. The Spiritual Energy gathering around him caused the very air to thunder.
From a distance, Zhao Dong was arched backward with his right fist held at his side. The intense Spiritual Energy swirled like a spiraling orb, bursting with blinding light. Once unleashed, the power of such an attack would be unimaginable!
The two men were frozen with terror. They wanted to retreat, but the horrifying Spiritual Energy seemed to have cast an immobilization spell on them, rendering them unable to move an inch!
"What technique is this? This young man is truly exceptional!" The old man's eyes bulged, and he clutched the arms of his chair tightly to keep from being blown away by the gale.
Finally, as the Spiritual Energy converged, the veins on Zhao Dong's arm bulged and his skin began to seep blood. Just as his body was about to collapse under the intense pressure, Zhao Dong gritted his teeth and began to swing his fist forward.
However, the fist seemed to weigh ten thousand tons. The mere act of swinging it caused cracking sounds to erupt from all over his body! Veins bulged on his forehead, and his bloodshot eyes made him look like a fierce ghost. He clenched his jaw, letting out a thunderous roar that shook the heavens!
"Shatter! Dragon! Fist!"
ROAR!
As the three words left his lips, his right fist finally shot out. A visible dragon of pure Spiritual Energy soared into the sky, carrying with it a destructive pressure as it aimed straight for the two men.
The long dragon pierced the heavens.
The two men didn't even have time to scream before they were reduced to two clouds of flying ash.
THUD!
At the same time, Zhao Dong collapsed backward onto the ground. Intense pain spread all over his body, and his skin, covered in deep fissures, looked terrifying!
Using the last of his strength, Zhao Dong took out a Healing Pill and threw it into his mouth. After a moment of recovery, he staggered to his feet.
The old man approached slowly, squinting as he sized up Zhao Dong. "Interesting. To kill enemies from a higher realm and still get away in one piece... you are indeed remarkable."
Clutching his chest and wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Zhao Dong bowed unsteadily to the old man. "Thank you for your guidance, senior. This junior is grateful."
"No need to thank me. It was your own strength that prevailed; it had nothing to do with me." With that, the old man turned around to deal with the corpses.
Seeing this, Zhao Dong said nothing more and began to drag his battered body away.
"Hold on. Come inside."
Just then, the old man, who was dragging the bodies inside, turned his head and called out to Zhao Dong.
Zhao Dong paused. "Is there something else, senior?"
Without a word, the old man dragged the bodies inside and then came out holding a bottle of pills, which he handed to Zhao Dong.
"Senior, what is this?" Zhao Dong asked, puzzled.
The old man waved his hand. "They're Healing Pills. A gift for you."
"This... I can't accept a reward I haven't earned. I cannot take this," Zhao Dong declined. He had already used the old man's medicinal herbs to refine pills; how could he have the gall to accept more from him?
"Just take them when I tell you to. Why all the nonsense?" The old man, looking displeased, stuffed the bottle of pills into Zhao Dong's hand and explained, "If you hadn't gone outside to fight, my shabby little shop would've been done for. Consider these pills my thanks."
With that, the old man crossed his legs and leaned back in his recliner, closing his eyes to rest.
Zhao Dong nodded awkwardly and opened the pill bottle. A rich medicinal aroma wafted out.
He was instantly overjoyed! The pills inside the bottle were Nine-day Rejuvenation Pills! This was a top-tier healing pill, said to not only treat critical injuries but even repair one's Dantian! And the old man had just casually given such a divine pill to him!?
Zhao Dong tossed a pill into his mouth. In just a few moments, his injuries were seventy to eighty percent healed.
Elated, Zhao Dong quickly bowed. "This junior, Zhao Dong, thanks you for the gift of these pills, senior!"
"You really want to thank me?"
The old man suddenly opened his eyes, a shrewd, mischievous look on his face.
Zhao Dong's heart skipped a beat.
Why doesn't this old man play by the rules at all!?