Chapter 299: Heaven-Earth Wandering Dragon

Si Ruokong's "Heaven-Earth Dragon Roar Palm" came crashing forth.

Zuo Qiuming, Gongsun Hong, and Han Duanbo immediately felt an overwhelming momentum like mountains and seas overturning.

The palm wind was like a dragon, carrying a deafening howl, as if it would swallow the three of them.

"Yin-Yang Splits Dusk and Dawn!"

Zuo Qiuming shouted loudly, his form instantly becoming elusive, wandering around Si Ruokong like a ghost.

He tried to use his movement to distract Si Ruokong's attention, creating an opportunity for Gongsun Hong and Han Duanbo.

Gongsun Hong tightly gripped his black longsword, the tip pointing straight at Si Ruokong.

His eyes were firm, seeking the opponent's weakness, ready to unleash a deadly strike at any moment.

"Universal Love, Non-aggression!"

Gongsun Hong gave a low shout, sword light flashing, thrusting straight at Si Ruokong's chest.

Han Duanbo, meanwhile, secretly strategized; he leapt up agilely, his weapon turning into several cold lights attacking Si Ruokong from all angles.

"Military School - Unmatched in a Hundred Battles!"

Han Duanbo's movement on the battlefield was like a ghost, making it impossible to defend against.

Facing the three's encirclement, Si Ruokong's expression didn't change; his form was like the wind, easily dodging Gongsun Hong's longsword and Han Duanbo's attacks.

At the same time, his "Heaven-Earth Dragon Roar Palm" power undiminished, he blasted it straight at Zuo Qiuming.

"Hmph! Trivial tricks!"

Si Ruokong gave a cold snort, his left palm flying out, colliding with Zuo Qiuming's palm force.

Instantly, a strong airflow burst outward, shaking the surrounding leaves into a rustling fall.

Zuo Qiuming only felt a huge force striking him, his body involuntarily stepping back.

"Heaven-Earth Wandering Dragon - Si Ruokong! Indeed, the reputation is not undeserved!"

He was secretly startled in his heart.

Seeing this, Gongsun Hong immediately brandished his sword to rush forward and support.

The Mohist sword technique was extremely fierce, every strike aimed at Si Ruokong's vital points.

However, Si Ruokong seemed to handle it with ease, effortlessly dodging his attacks.

At the same time, he did not forget to launch counterattacks against Zuo Qiuming and Han Duanbo.

Han Duanbo also joined the fray, using his movement and weapon to contend with Si Ruokong.

However, the three of them, though cooperating seamlessly,

but facing Si Ruokong, who had roamed the Heavenly Martial for a hundred years and was at the peak of Cultivation, they still seemed somewhat inadequate.

"Hmph! Three rats!"

"Even joining forces is only this much!"

Si Ruokong gave a cold laugh, his form winding like wind between the three.

In his hand, the "Heaven-Earth Dragon Roar Palm" wielded astonishing power, dragon roars echoing repeatedly.

Each of his strikes made the three feel immense pressure.

Zuo Qiuming's eyes narrowed; he knew this couldn't continue.

Thus, he took a deep breath, formed seals with both hands, and cried, "Taiji Yin-Yang, Dao and Demons Arise Together!"

A gentle inner force surged from his body, attempting to neutralize Si Ruokong's palm power.

Gongsun Hong also refused to yield, shouting, "Mohist sword technique, all under heaven is pure!"

As he waved his longsword, sword qi crisscrossed the entire forest, as if seeking to envelop heaven and earth.

Han Duanbo, meanwhile, lay in wait, constantly seeking an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to Si Ruokong.

At this moment, seeing Gongsun Hong and Zuo Qiuming already launched their attacks, he felt a stir and declared, "Military School Unmatched in a Hundred Battles, One Strike Must Kill!"

His form instantly vanished from the spot, and the next second he appeared behind Si Ruokong.

The combined attack of the three had astonishing power, and Si Ruokong could not help but take it seriously.

He dodged the three's attacks like the wind, while continuously blasting out his "Heaven-Earth Dragon Roar Palm."

The surrounding mountains, stones, and trees were devastated by this powerful airflow, left in utter ruin.

Although at this moment he was facing the encirclement of Zuo Qiuming, Gongsun Hong, and Han Duanbo,

Si Ruokong, however, showed no weakness, his figure darting swiftly across the battlefield.

Like a wandering dragon soaring through cloud seas, appearing and disappearing, extraordinarily agile.

His "Heaven-Earth Dragon Roar Palm" in hand was even more stunning, each strike accompanied by dragon roars, as if a true dragon had emerged, shocking the heart.

Wherever the palm wind passed, rocks shattered, trees snapped, its power astonishingly great.

"Boom—"

The four's inner forces collided again in the air, producing a deafening roar.

Si Ruokong's "Heaven-Earth Dragon Roar Palm" merged with the three's attacks.

Forming a massive energy wave that spread outward in all directions.

Zuo Qiuming's form was elusive, wandering the battlefield like a ghost; his attacks were like fine, silent rain, unseen yet everywhere.

Yet whenever his attack was about to reach Si Ruokong, it was always easily dodged by that dragon-like figure.

Gongsun Hong held his black longsword, his sword technique peerlessly fierce, every strike aimed at Si Ruokong's vital points.

Yet Si Ruokong's "Heaven-Earth Dragon Roar Palm" seemed able to foresee his sword path.

At the crucial moment, it would neutralize his attack into nothingness.

Meanwhile, Han Duanbo of the Military School secretly strategized, seeking Si Ruokong's weakness.

His attack was as swift as a leopard, directly aiming for Si Ruokong's soft ribs.

However, Si Ruokong seemed able to see through his thoughts, each time managing to dodge his fatal blow at the last moment.

The battle entered a white-hot stage, the four figures moved swiftly across the battlefield, forming a heart-stopping scene.

Each attack carried a fierce howling sound, as if it could tear the air apart.

"What a magnificent Qiankun Dragon Roar Palm! It truly lives up to its reputation!"

Zuqiu Ming exclaimed in admiration, excitement flashing in his eyes.

Being able to exchange moves with such a master is also a rare experience for those in the jianghu.

"Hmph! Trivial tricks dare to show off before me!"

Si Ruokong snorted coldly, his figure shooting toward Zuqiu Ming like the wind.

"Qiankun Dragon Roar Palm" erupted instantly, carrying the sound of a dragon's roar as it surged toward Zuqiu Ming.

Zuqiu Ming flashed aside, easily dodging Si Ruokong's attack.

However, Si Ruokong's target this time was not him.

But Gongsun Hong and Han Duanbo behind him were not able to escape this calamity.

Only see Si Ruokong's palm force, accompanied by waves of dragon roar, burst forth, instantly sending the two of them staggering back several steps.

"Hahaha! Mud chickens and tile dogs."

"You rat-like offspring of the Hundred Schools, even the three of you together are no more than this!"

Si Ruokong laughed loudly, his figure again rushing toward the three like the wind.

Beneath his feet tread a wandering dragon, in his hand a true dragon soars and flies.

Facing Si Ruokong's fierce attack.

Zuqiu Ming, Gongsun Hong, and Han Duanbo had no choice but to give their all to resist.

Each gathered their inner strength, preparing to jointly withstand Si Ruokong's fierce assault.

Zuqiu Ming's figure became even more elusive, wandering the battlefield like a ghost.

Gongsun Hong's long sword was wielded with unmatched ferocity, as if seeking to envelop the entire heaven and earth.

The four's battle entered the most critical moment. Each attack carried a fierce howling and dragon roar, as if capable of making the whole heaven and earth tremble.

Around, the stones and trees were devastated by this powerful airflow, leaving a scene of utter ruin, forming a heart-stopping tableau.

(End of chapter)