Chapter 820 Counterattack and Counterattack (2/2)
Bang!
The void constantly crackled.
But just as Chen Beifeng was using all his strength to counter Zhou Yuan’s Spirit Flame, he found that Zhou Yuan had vanished.
“This isn’t good!” His heart trembled.
“Mythic Saint Body!”
The moment Chen Beifeng cried out, a deep voice sounded directly behind him. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhou Yuan appear behind him. Zhou Yuan’s skin glowed like jade, and his bones were as bright as silver. The blood in his body moved like a torrent.
His body enlarged, like that of a small giant, and the stone slabs at his feet exploded.
Moreover, invisible Spirit Flames rose around Zhou Yuan’s body.
His imposing manner was terrifying like a ferocious beast pouncing for food.
Even the hair all over Chen Beifeng’s body stood on their ends.
Boom!
Zhou Yuan’s eyes were icy cold, and countless fist shadows shrouded Chen Beifeng as if they were a towering, berserk monster.
Chen Beifeng frantically and unreservedly erupted with Genesis Qi, forming numerous tough defenses around him.
Rumble!
Shock waves of Genesis Qi continued to erupt, but Zhou Yuan’s offensive directly tore Chen Beifeng’s Genesis Qi defense apart. Despite his frantic defenses, fist shadows still bombarded his body.
The fists were as heavy as mountains, and most terrifying, they blazed with Spirit Flames. Therefore, each time they struck Chen Beifeng’s body, even if it was only a slight contact, it brought him indescribable pain. His face contorted into a grimace of pain.
Puchi!
Jets of blood continuously spurted from Chen Beifeng’s mouth.
Bang!
When the last fist shadow struck Chen Beifeng, the void cracked, and his body, like a rolling gourd, blasted across the ground and tore deep marks into the platform.
Dust and smoke buried his body.
It was only then that many people around the square woke up from Zhou Yuan’s ferocious and beast-like offensive. Immediately, clamour broke out.
No one had thought that Zhou Yuan would be so powerful and would almost crush Chen Beifeng like a gourd!
On the Forest Pavilion’s side, Jiang Man’s mouth dropped open, and he gaped in shock, “I didn’t expect deputy pavilion master Zhou Yuan to be so ferocious from his gentle and refined outward appearance.”
“Spirit Flames are painful. Chen Beifeng probably can’t stand back up again.” Mu Qingyan sighed. One of the most painful things in the world to strike your body would definitely be Spirit Fire.
Mu Liu stroked his chin thoughtfully and then looked at Chen Beifeng who was buried by dust. He muttered with a frown, “There’s something wrong with Chen Beifeng.”
On the Fire Pavilion’s side, Han Yuan also pursed his lips and said to Lu Xiao, “It seems that your calculation was wrong, Chen Beifeng can’t win against Zhou Yuan.”
“That’s not necessarily the case,” Lu Xiao said calmly. “We’re far better prepared than you think.”
“Oh?”
Han Yuan curiously looked at the battlefield with his brows raised.
Zhou Yuan slowly relaxed his palms and gazed at the distant dispersing smoke with a calm expression, but a hint of puzzlement came to his eyes.
When he had struck Chen Beifeng, he had felt something strange.
There seemed to be something protecting Chen Beifeng.
Sha.
He suddenly heard a faint sound coming from the smoke and dust, and he immediately flicked his sleeve. His Genesis Qi brought up a gust of wind and swept away all the smoke and dust.
The scene within was revealed.
Exclamations rang out around the square.
Zhou Yuan narrowed his eyes.
In the distance, Chen Beifeng was kneeling on one knee, his body dripping with blood, and was panting rapidly. His body was riddled with scars, and something was drilling out from his flesh and blood.
It seemed to be blood-red sand.
On the Wind Pavilion’s side, Ye Bingling, Yiu Qiushui and the others all gasped.