Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1564 - 475: Mastering Martial Arts, No One Can Resist {4}_2

Chapter 1564: Chapter 475: Mastering Martial Arts, No One Can Resist {4}_2

Liu Zhankhan had always suspected that the two Dreadlords of the Coastal Continent had turned into vegetables due to aftereffects of using the "Grand Arcane Absorption Technique" during their battle with Master Puskas!

Now his suspicion was even more justified!

He could feel his magic power flooding out, rushing into the two Dreadlords layer by layer through the Mana Vortex. Despite this fierce torrent, Liu Zhankhan remained calm; as a Saint Level mage, if he lacked anything, magic power certainly wasn’t one!

With magic power six times greater than the Dreadlords, Liu Zhankhan wasn’t sure if he could prove his bravado, but fortunately, before entering the Demon World, he had equipped himself with the "Mana Support Ring." Today, it would come down to who had greater skill!

It seemed like a fleeting moment, yet also like an eternity. The wild rotations between the two Dreadlords and Liu Zhankhan gradually began slowing down. This change in speed was noticeable.

The two Dreadlords’ bodies swelled violently, doubling in size. Their bellies were like giant drums, and their pale faces had puffed up to a silver hue, squeezing their eyebrows and eyes into thin lines.

In stark contrast, Liu Zhankhan showed no such transformations; only his pair of Blood Servants had grown slightly thinner and more indistinct.

Liu Zhankhan felt like a stuck cassette tape. Just moments ago, he had been spinning furiously, fast enough to blur everything around him—even the Blood Servants struggled to grasp the surroundings. Now, though, he was moving as slow as an ox pulling a cart.

The "Grand Arcane Absorption Technique" was a classic no-return move: either the Dreadlords would be drained to death, or Liu Zhankhan would be absorbed to death!

The entire Starlight Avenue City was suffocatingly silent.

When Liu Zhankhan once again stood before the Witch King Paul Newman, this imposing Witch King still hadn’t emerged from the shadow of his unbelievable defeat!

Six times the absorption power of the Dreadlords!

Of the three Dreadlords, two were dead and one was unconscious!

And this happened in just the blink of an eye! The Witch King could hardly believe his eyes!

"Your Majesty, you can’t blame me for this!" Liu Zhankhan looked positively radiant. He had discreetly downed a dose of "Spring of Elements" meant for mages; there was no way he could look anything but refreshed. Moreover, after secretly absorbing the blood he stashed into his waterskin, Liu Zhankhan felt like he’d hit the jackpot!

The truth spoke louder than words. Guoguo, despite reaching Saint Level, had absorbed the blood of hundreds of Adidasma mages but still couldn’t enter the Saint Level’s upper tier. It showed the immense gap between Saint Level and its upper realm, let alone the fact that Dreadlords weren’t even at Saint Level!

"What kind of Arcane did you use?" Witch King Paul Newman trembled with rage, nearly losing control.

If the fury and hatred in the Witch King’s eyes could be converted into flames, even a body crafted from Jing Gold would be reduced to molten slag under his glare.

"Neon Arcane." Liu Zhankhan grinned widely, sweeping his gaze across them one by one. No Winged Knight dared to show off as they had moments ago—even the Six-winged Heavenly King had a peculiarly grim expression.

"What’s that golden beam of light? Which Arcane is that?"

"Also Neon Arcane."

"And... is the transformation a form of stripping Arcane?"

"Exactly."

"How about this, Karu? Shall we spar as well?" The Witch King’s suggestion drew a chorus of "No, Your Majesty!" from his advisers in frantic warning.

"Your Majesty, let me reiterate: these consequences were not my intent! The three Dreadlords knew full well their skills were inferior and should have been more self-aware! Had I used the ’Washing Yin Light’ against them, those three would’ve been done for long ago! Against them, I only needed to lift a finger!" Liu Zhankhan snorted coldly. "I’ve been holding back all this time!"

"An impressive golden beam! Even I couldn’t manage to defeat a Dreadlord in one move with just a gesture!" the Witch King responded bitterly, laughing in disbelief. "How could this be possible? You’ve gained control of Elemental Spirits... and you’re so young..."

Hell no! It’s not as easy as you think! I got this "Washing Yin Light" risking my little wife’s suicidal threats! Liu Zhankhan grumbled internally. Still, these two Dreadlords were outright stupid enough to go toe-to-toe on magic power with someone at the Saint Level—they were digging their own graves!

"Your Majesty, about the matter of the Druid, what’s your decision?" Liu Zhankhan pressed further, knowing full well that his ability to bring down a Dreadlord with a single move left the Demon Clan trembling in fear.

"No way—if anyone keeps their distance from you and intercepts that kind of golden beam with Arcane attacks, it would definitely be destroyed!" The Witch King retreated into thought for a long time before declaring to Liu Zhankhan, "Your Elemental Spirits aren’t unstoppable. You’re just an Arcanist who hasn’t truly mastered your craft yet!"

"But in an arena duel, how could anyone keep enough distance?" Liu Zhankhan noticed that the Witch King seemed deeply unsettled, still obsessing over solving this predicament.

The Witch King Paul Newman fixed Liu Zhankhan with a deadly glare.

"Your Majesty, about the Druid, what’s your decision?" Liu Zhankhan stubbornly asked again. "Can you just give me a clear answer?"

"The person is yours, but the Spiritual Thread Code Crystal is too rare. I won’t waste it on you. You’ll have to figure out another way!" The Witch King inhaled deeply, nodding coldly as he sneered, "Karu, I’ll remember the humiliation you brought upon Hollywood today!"

"Uhh..." Liu Zhankhan feigned a bitter expression but secretly enjoyed the situation. Just as he suspected, with the Witch King’s petty personality, he was bound to give him trouble in the future. Luckily, Liu Zhankhan no longer had to worry so much about that.

"Your Majesty, would you reconsider my loyalty to serve you?" Regardless of everything else, Liu Zhankhan made sure to play out his role convincingly. Any bonus reward would always be welcomed.

"Karu, are you trying to insult me too?" The Witch King was infuriated.

"I’m not just spouting nonsense!" Liu Zhankhan sincerely replied, "How about this, Your Majesty? If there’s anything you need my assistance with in the future, just say the word—I’ll complete at least one assignment for you! Will that suffice?"

"Are you planning to head to Bollywood Continent next?" Paul Newman’s eyes glimmered slightly.

"Yes."

"Good! I’ll take your apology then." The Witch King laughed heartily. "Young heroes always emerge from time to time—such bravery deserves respect!"

This bastard is probably planning to set me up. Liu Zhankhan’s immediate thought was crystal clear.

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