Chapter 503: Jing Taixu

Boom!

Two torrents of violent resonant power collided; the primitive straight blade and the cyan plantain fan struck each other, sparks showered, and ripples spread across the void.

The massive recoil sent both Li Luo and Jing Taixu staggering backward. With every step they took, a half-finger-deep footprint appeared on the hard stone floor, showing that both sides were pushing their strength to the limit.

Bang.

Jing Taixu stomped his foot, cracking the stone beneath him. The composed smile was gone from his face, replaced by a blank expression, while a hint of baleful energy flickered in his pupils.

This had also ignited his temper.

Li Luo's tenacity was somewhat beyond his expectations.

Previously, both sides had unleashed almost all their means, and their attacks were merciless and exceptionally fierce; however, while this exchange caused injuries to both, it was not enough to decide the outcome.

Therefore, Jing Taixu understood that he had to break the stalemate.

Otherwise, as time passed, his resonant power would begin to deplete significantly, and the power of this finishing move would start to wane.

"Li Luo, you are very impressive."

Jing Taixu's blood-stained palm slowly tightened around the handle of the plantain fan, his voice turning cold: "But in this decisive battle, the one who wins will definitely be me."

Li Luo did not answer, for it was meaningless; the final victory would not be decided by words.

However, he could feel the resonant power within Jing Taixu's body churning violently, which made him realize that Jing Taixu was about to unleash his true trump card.

Thus, he gripped the Mysterious Elephant Blade tightly, his internal resonant power began to circulate, and his body tensed up.

Jing Taixu did not waste any more breath. He extended a finger, a wisp of wind blade swept past, and blood immediately dripped from his fingertip.

His finger quickly traced across the cyan plantain fan in his hand, and a blood-red light emerged; a blood-red pattern appeared on the surface of the fan.

Woo-woo!

A gale rose between heaven and earth.

The stones on the mountain peak were swept up at this moment.

The faint phantom of the Wind Spirit Envoy that had appeared on Jing Taixu's body transformed into a wisp of cyan smoke, descending to coil around the cyan plantain fan.

Suddenly, the plantain fan in Jing Taixu's hand seemed to turn into translucent jade.

His hand gripping the fan trembled slightly, as if bearing an extremely heavy weight.

But in the end, he swung the fan down heavily.

Woo!

The wind energy of the world transformed into a raging storm, and cyan light erupted from the plantain fan, gathering the rolling wind energy and rapidly compressing and condensing it.

A dozen breaths later, the cyan light shot into the sky. In that instant, a faint dragon's roar resounded, and the entire sky seemed to tremble violently.

Li Luo's pupils constricted sharply.

That dragon's roar... was it actually a Dragon General Art?!

This Jing Taixu was actually capable of performing a Dragon General Art?!

A look of gravity flashed in Li Luo's eyes. A Dragon General Art was something only those who had stepped into the General stage could touch; below the General stage, it was extremely difficult to master one, as the sheer consumption of resonant power required for a Dragon General Art was not something a Resonant Master stage cultivator could bear.

Yet now, Jing Taixu had actually unleashed one.

Although this was aided by his "Wind Spirit Envoy" and the cyan plantain fan in his hand, it was still enough to shock countless people.

Hum!

The cyan light vibrated continuously in mid-air.

Within that cyan light was a heavy cyan spear, suspended in the void. Every vibration caused a ripple of energy to spread through the air, and an inexplicably heavy pressure radiated outward.

Looking at the primitive heavy cyan spear, Li Luo finally understood why Jing Taixu was called "The Spear of the Bright King"; it must be because of this ultimate finishing move.

Using the strength of a Resonant Master to drive a Dragon General Art that only those at the General stage could perform—although judging by the energy intensity, it was likely only a low-grade Dragon General Art—a Dragon General Art was still a Dragon General Art, and its power was far beyond that of a Tiger General Art.

Li Luo possessed extremely high talent in resonant arts, yet even he had not yet mastered a true Dragon General Art.

This showed just how difficult it was to master a Dragon General Art while at the Resonant Master stage.

Of course, that so-called incomplete "Marquis-level Art" of Sun Dasheng was an exception, and without sufficient resonant power as a foundation, that "Marquis-level Art" was likely not even one percent of its true power.

"Li Luo, Sun Dasheng was defeated by this move of mine. If you can take it, what does it matter if I give you the Golden Tree Badge of the First Star Academy?"

Jing Taixu's expression was cold and stern, and then he swung the cyan plantain fan down fiercely.

"Low-grade Dragon General Art, Heaven-Illuminating Wind Demon Spear!"

"Go!"

Following Jing Taixu's sharp shout, the cyan heavy spear blooming with light in mid-air shot out instantly, tearing a cyan trail through the void, and an astonishing fluctuation surged into the sky.

A piercing sonic boom resounded across the sky.

Watching the cyan light beam with its heaven-shaking momentum, Li Luo immediately retreated.

His face was filled with gravity; this attack from Jing Taixu made him sense an extremely dangerous aura.

Ordinary means would likely not be able to block it.

Fortunately, he was not entirely without the power to resist.

As Li Luo retreated, he glanced at the Mysterious Elephant Blade in his hand, a look of determination flashing in his eyes. He gripped the hilt tightly with five fingers, pouring his resonant power into the blade without reservation.

"Golden Jade Mysterious Elephant Blade, Second Layer Elephant God Power!"

The Golden Jade Mysterious Elephant Blade came with three layers of Elephant God Power, but this power was extremely overbearing. When Li Luo had previously activated the first layer, the skin and muscles of his arms were already in a state of tearing, because his physical body could not fully withstand the power of the blade.

If the first layer was this overbearing, what kind of destruction would the second layer cause?

Li Luo had not tried it, but he had prepared for it.

Moo!

The moment Li Luo activated the second layer of the Elephant God Power, an ancient elephant's roar seemed to resound within his body, and his expression changed abruptly.

He felt a terrifyingly massive force madly surging from the Mysterious Elephant Blade into his arms.

A tearing, excruciating pain erupted instantly.

It felt as if ancient giant elephants were galloping along the meridians in his arms, crushing his flesh and blood as they passed.

Li Luo looked down and could see the flesh on his arms beginning to rupture.

Blood spilled down, looking extremely horrific.

This was the tyranny of the second layer of Elephant God Power; with Li Luo's current physical strength, he could not withstand it at all. If it continued, his arms would explode into a mass of blood mist.

Looking at the tragic state of his arms, Li Luo's expression was grave, but he did not panic.

Because this was already within his expectations.

He could not increase his physical strength in a short time, but he had other means.

Hiss.

Li Luo took a deep breath of the blood-scented air and quickly performed the resonant arts he had prepared.

"Wood Resonant Art, Spirit Wood Silk Pattern."

"Light Resonant Art, Lesser Light Recovery Art."

"Water Resonant Art, Spirit Water Art."

Li Luo performed three resonant arts in one breath; their grades were not very high, but they shared a common point: they all had restorative effects.

This was Li Luo's method to counterbalance the impact of the second layer of Elephant God Power on his body.

Since his body could not withstand it, he would increase his recovery power; as long as he recovered fast enough, his arms would naturally be able to bear it.

Li Luo looked down at his arms and saw countless cyan resonant power threads spreading through the flesh, penetrating the tissue and forcibly connecting the flesh that was about to shatter.

At the same time, the recovery effects brought by the Spirit Water Art and the Lesser Light Recovery Art began to rapidly repair the tears in his muscles.

Although the three resonant arts were not high-grade, with their different effects working in tandem, Li Luo's arms, which had been dripping with blood and on the verge of shattering, began to stabilize.

They still looked quite miserable, like a ragdoll stitched together with crude methods.

But this was the limit of what Li Luo could do.

And this was already the best result, because he could swing his blade.

Li Luo looked up at the cyan spear beam rapidly enlarging in his pupils, raised the blood-stained primitive straight blade with a blank expression, and swung it down fiercely.

You have a Dragon General Art, I have Elephant God Power.

Let's see who can stand until the end!