Chapter 1007: Chapter 1007: This is the Martial Saint! [8 updates]
After the mysterious powers within the Red Giant awoke, his resilience improved at least four or five times compared to before. The severe injuries sustained during the battle with Xiao Zheng all recovered in a short period.
Long Qie and some of the Sky Net elites who witnessed this were very worried, as the Red Giant seemed to have become increasingly difficult to handle.
In Xiao Zheng’s eyes, a hint of fighting spirit ignited, eventually turning into a raging fire, fierce and dazzling.
"Very well, you are finally worth my serious attention now." Xiao Zheng stared at the Red Giant and suddenly grinned.
"Serious attention?" The Red Giant blinked and then clutched his belly, laughing wildly, "Evil God, your boasting skills are stronger than your cultivation, huh!"
After laughing, the Red Giant’s voice suddenly turned icy cold, saying chillingly, "But what good is boasting? Hmph, sooner or later you’ll become a ghost under my fist!"
Xiao Zheng did not rebut, merely said indifferently, "Make your move."
Seeing Xiao Zheng act as if he did not regard him with any importance, the Red Giant couldn’t suppress his anger. Driven by intense hatred, he roared and suddenly took a step forward.
Boom.
The entire ship shook violently at that moment, yet the deck wasn’t damaged at all. Clearly, not only has the Red Giant’s strength skyrocketed, but his control over his power has also improved.
"When the Demon Shield Bureau obtained that gene, they discovered something beside the ruins, namely the combat technique used by the warriors in those ancient ruins. I’ve learned it before, but couldn’t use it because it demands too much from the body."
As the Red Giant stepped forward, he spoke these words, attempting to impose psychological pressure on Xiao Zheng, hoping to make him mentally collapse. He laughed maliciously, "Now let me show you."
As he spoke, a sharp light burst from the Red Giant’s eyes, and blood-red steam erupted from his red skin, intensely hot. Then he roared like a lion.
"Nine Blood Battle Styles - Finger Spear Style!"
The Red Giant suddenly opened his two palms, and all ten fingers gleamed with dazzling red light, with sharp aura emanating from the fingertips.
It seemed, in that instant, the Red Giant’s fingers truly transformed into ten long spears!
With a shout, the Red Giant leaped and appeared before Xiao Zheng. His massive body cast a shadow that almost completely enveloped Xiao Zheng, like a terrifying giant.
He laughed wildly, and his ten fingers traced ghostly and erratic paths in the air, stabbing towards various corners of Xiao Zheng’s upper and lower body.
In that instant, it seemed his fingers detached from his body, transforming into ten long spears, all aimed at Xiao Zheng’s life.
Long Qie and the others exclaimed.
Though they simply watched the battle from afar, even at such a distance, they felt a tingling sensation on their faces, as if tiny needles were pricking their skin.
The crowd naturally understood this was the Red Giant’s attack distorting the space, leaking traces of its aura.
None of them could imagine the pressure faced by Xiao Zheng standing before the Red Giant.
"This combat technique is unmatched even when compared with those Martial Saint level cultivation techniques in the sanctuaries of martial arts."
Having honed a keen eye from being around Xiao Zheng for so long, Long Qie immediately recognized the level of the combat technique the Red Giant exhibited.
A look of concern appeared on his face, as well as intense self-blame, "If only I could be even stronger, reaching pre-Martial Saint or even Martial Saint levels, Mr. Xiao wouldn’t have to deal with so many enemies on his own!"
When the master is humiliated, the servants die!
This Eastern proverb means if one’s lord is insulted, the servant should spare no effort, even at the cost of their life, to restore their honor.
But the current situation was such that Xiao Zheng was threatened by the Red Giant, and Long Qie was helplessly watching from the sidelines, unable to assist.
No words could describe the agony and torment in Long Qie’s heart at that moment; a resolute look flashed in his eyes.
Once this battle is over, he must train intensively and elevate his strength to the peak in the shortest timeframe possible!
To prevent Xiao Zheng from fighting alone again.
Whoosh...
Now, a series of eerie shrieks echoed in the air, caused by the Red Giant’s finger spears moving so fast they nearly tore through the air.
However, in the face of such an aggressive combat technique, Xiao Zheng’s face showed no signs of tension; instead, he was extremely calm and collected.
With a calm demeanor, he remarked, "This combat technique is indeed quite good, but you undoubtedly haven’t practiced it many times, as there are too many flaws."
For masters, every exchange is instantaneous, yet within this moment, Xiao Zheng spoke at length, and every word was clearly conveyed to everyone’s ears.
This defies logic, but it happened with Xiao Zheng.
"Now let me show you what a true Martial Saint’s moves are like." As Xiao Zheng finished speaking, his aura suddenly became icy cold.
A terrifying aura spread.
At that moment, Xiao Zheng gave a low shout, and the Mystical Sky Battle Sword in his hand suddenly leaped up like it had a life of its own.
Like a fish leaping out of a river.
Like an eagle soaring into the sky.
Agile, nimble, fast as lightning.
Then, this Mystical Sky Battle Sword appeared in front of Xiao Zheng, gracefully trembling, and collided with the Red Giant’s ten fingers. This time, instead of the muffled thud of the sword striking the Red Giant’s body, the sound was like a sharp blade slicing through tofu.
"Ah!"
A thunderous scream rang out.
The Red Giant staggered back, retreating all the way to the edge of the deck. He lowered his head to look at his hands; all ten fingers were gone, his hands were bare.
All ten fingers had been severed by Xiao Zheng!
"This is a Martial Saint."
Holding the Mystical Sky Battle Sword, Xiao Zheng stood as if divine, with dignity, saying in a soft voice, "Even a sword without an edge can sever all the world’s hard objects."
Hiss.
As if to respond to Xiao Zheng’s words, the Mystical Sky Battle Sword emitted a joyous sword cry, and a razor-sharp aura burst forth from the unsharpened blade, seeming to cleave the air itself.