Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 738 - 738 738 Almost Fourth Update

738: Chapter 738: Almost (Fourth Update) 738: Chapter 738: Almost (Fourth Update) “Meteor King Fist.”

At the moment when the True Yuan was about to strike, Long Yan also displayed a set of Earth Grade High-Level Combat Techniques – Meteor King Fist.

Meteor King Fist was a combat technique mastered by Huangfu Qingyu, and its power was not weak, Long Yan could easily display it.

The Fist’s Mystic condensed, a punch burst out, and space trembled.

“Boom!”

Meteor King Fist collided with True Origin Giant Hand, sending a tremor through a hundred-zhang void as the unparalleled power rampaged in the void.

Both Long Yan and Huangfu Wushuang were forced back by the storm of momentum.

With that move, neither of them had the advantage.

“Huangfu Wushuang, what other means do you have?

Use them all.”

Long Yan’s eyes flickered as he looked at Huangfu Wushuang with a playful expression.

Huangfu Wushuang’s strength could be proudly seen at the same level, but it still couldn’t deal with him.

If it weren’t for this location, Long Yan could suppress Huangfu Wushuang in a short time.

Huangfu Wushuang’s eyes were filled with killing intent, as deep within her gaze, it was clear that Long Yan had truly angered her.

“Bloodline Power, activate!”

The next moment, Huangfu Wushuang formed a handprint, releasing her Bloodline Power, and her eyes turned silver.

She wanted to use her Bloodline Pressure to suppress Long Yan.

Among the Jiu Xuan Imperial Family, her Silkworm Bloodline awakening was the highest, and even Huangfu Haoyue had to be suppressed under her Bloodline Pressure.

“You want to suppress me with Bloodline Pressure?”

Long Yan chuckled, his body releasing the breath of Silkworm Bloodline, but it was due to the Hundred Changes Physique that he did not have the Silkworm Bloodline within him.

Huangfu Wushuang’s Bloodline Pressure had no effect on him.

As the Bloodline Pressure approached, Long Yan was completely unaffected, his expression remained unchanged.

“Your Bloodline is too weak to suppress mine.”

Long Yan teased.

“How is that possible!”

Huangfu Wushuang’s face changed as she realized that her Bloodline Pressure had no effect on Long Yan.

There was only one possibility: Long Yan’s Silkworm Bloodline awakening was higher than hers.

But how could Huangfu Qingyu, who had only awakened sixty percent of the Silkworm Bloodline, be higher than her?

“Mysterious trick.”

Huangfu Wushuang snorted, thinking that Long Yan must have mastered some sort of treasure to resist her Bloodline Pressure.

“Silkworm Transform!”

Next, Huangfu Wushuang started to use her Bloodline Power, preparing to fully suppress Long Yan.

Long Yan’s expression turned solemn as well.

He could not use other means and trump cards.

Huangfu Wushuang used her Bloodline Power and Silkworm Transform, which would be difficult to deal with.

“Saint Son, there’s big trouble.”

In the main hall deep within Jiu Xuan Divine Mountain, Huangfu Haoyue was quietly cultivating.

He had recently advanced to the Golden Body Realm and had not yet fully stabilized.

Suddenly, a youth ran into the main hall with an anxious expression on his face.

“Didn’t I tell you not to disturb my cultivation?” Huangfu Haoyue said coldly as his eyes turned icy.

“Saint Son, this is a big matter, I must tell you!” The youth quickly said.

“What’s the matter?” Huangfu Haoyue asked impatiently.

Ever since coming back from the Demon Sky Remains, he had been cultivating diligently.

There was nothing more important to him than cultivating.

He wanted to quickly increase his strength, then kill his nightmare, Long Yan.

He had given strict orders that no one was to disturb him during his cultivation.

For the sake of cultivation, he did not even attend the Royal Auction.

“Just now, the Saintess and Huangfu Qingyu started fighting,” said the youth.

As soon as he got the news, he ran over here.

“What’s it to me?

How could Huangfu Qingyu possibly be a match for Wushuang?

Perhaps Wushuang was testing Huangfu Qingyu’s strength.” Huangfu Haoyue waved his hand at the youth, saying, “Step back.

Don’t bother me with useless news.”

“Saint Son, you’re wrong.”

The youth said, “Wushuang can’t do anything to Huangfu Qingyu.

Everyone is talking about it.

Huangfu Qingyu is likely to take your position as Saint Son.”

“What?!”

Hearing this, Huangfu Haoyue’s face changed instantly.

He understood very well how he had come to his current position, and he valued it very much.

He wouldn’t allow anyone to threaten it.

“What happened?” Huangfu Haoyue asked.

“It’s like this…”

Immediately, the youth told Huangfu Haoyue everything he knew.

“I’ll go take a look.”

Huangfu Haoyue couldn’t sit still either.

If Huangfu Qingyu really had such strength, his position as Saint Son would be in danger.

He had to find out what was going on.

“Huangfu Qingyu’s strength is not that simple.

Even with the Bloodline Power and Silkworm Transform, the Saintess can’t do anything to him.

He must have a trump card, but he hasn’t used it, probably out of consideration for the Saintess’s identity.”

“Huangfu Qingyu has a deep scheming, hiding until now, trying to seize the limelight of the Saintess and Saint Son in one fell swoop.”

“We underestimated Huangfu Qingyu; he is the most dazzling genius of the Jiu Xuan Imperial Family, and his position as Saint Son will probably be his in the future.”

“It’s hard to say for sure.

If Huangfu Qingyu reveals his trump card, I’m afraid the Saintess wouldn’t be his opponent, let alone the Saint Son.

The position of Saint Son would undoubtedly belong to him.”

The crowd discussed as they watched the battle between Long Yan and Huangfu Wushuang.

Huangfu Wushuang had used her Bloodline Power and Silkworm Transform, but she couldn’t do anything to Long Yan.

On the other hand, Long Yan hadn’t used any powerful means.

Everyone speculated that if Long Yan were to use his trump cards, Huangfu Wushuang would be no match for him.

Long Yan’s position had almost reached the same height as Huangfu Wushuang’s.

“Why don’t you fight back?”

Huangfu Wushuang looked at Long Yan and was puzzled.

Since she used her Bloodline Power and Silkworm Transform, Long Yan had only been defending passively and not attacking.

“You’re the Saintess, if I hurt you, I won’t be able to bear the consequences,” Long Yan replied.

In fact, he was also cursing in his heart.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to counterattack, but he had nothing strong enough to counterattack with.

If he used his trump cards or skills, his identity would be revealed.

On the other hand, if it weren’t for a woman acting unbridled in front of him, why would he let her?

“You…”

“Stop shaking.

If you keep shaking it’s going to come out.”

Long Yan didn’t try to hide his gaze and casually said.

“What did you say?!”

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