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"Let me think of a way." Qiu Xiaoming sighed. He originally thought that with so many people and Fu having reached the peak of the Super Shadow level, dealing with these two people should not be a problem.
Unexpectedly, both of these individuals were quite strong, and despite the large number of people, they were showing signs of defeat.
"System lottery! Ten consecutive draws!" With no other option, Qiu Xiaoming could only pin his hopes on the lottery.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have drawn a consumable item—Dragon Ball Senzu Beans!]
[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have drawn a consumable item—the Xunfeng Pill!]
[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have drawn a consumable item—10 Explosive Tags!]
[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have drawn a one-time skill - Ancient Emperor's Seal]
[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have drawn a consumable item—the Xunfeng Pill!]
【…】
Ancient Emperor's Seal? Qiu Xiaoming frowned after seeing the one-time skill he had drawn.
The power of the Ancient Emperor Seal is indeed impressive, but Xiaoying and the others don't know who the two people in front of them are, but he does. They are from the Soul Clan on the Battle Through the Heavens side. How could they not recognize the Ancient Clan's skill, the Ancient Emperor Seal?
If we use this tactic, it will definitely arouse their suspicion, and who knows if it will cause unnecessary trouble.
"Xiaoming, what's wrong?" Jialuo asked with concern when he saw that Qiu Xiaoming looked unwell.
"It's nothing." Qiu Xiaoming gently shook his head, thinking to himself, "This skill can't be used. Looks like I'll have to try my luck with the lottery again."
"System lottery! Ten consecutive draws!" Qiu Xiaoming instructed the system again.
Qiu Xiaoming originally had 22 more chances to win the lottery, but after these two 10-draws today, he only has two chances left.
It seems I need to win over more women. Qiu Xiaoming glanced at Ying beside him, only to see her looking worriedly at Yu Gao, who was engaged in battle.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have drawn a consumable item—10 Explosive Tags!]
[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have drawn a one-time skill—Spirit Bomb!]
[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have drawn a consumable item—Bloodlust Pill!]
[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have drawn a consumable item—the Four Springs Pill!]
【…】
Spirit Bomb? That's Goku's most powerful attack in Dragon Ball.
It requires raising both hands high to absorb the vital energy of all living beings, condensing it into a huge blue-white energy ball before attacking the opponent.
Once a hit is landed, the stronger the opponent's evil heart, the greater the damage, potentially leaving not a single cell behind. However, those with a righteous heart will hardly cause any harm.
Qiu Xiaoming felt a surge of excitement; the Spirit Bomb move was absolutely perfect!
Those two Soul Clan members exuded an aura of evil; using a Spirit Bomb against them would be incredibly powerful.
However, although this thing is incredibly powerful, it takes time to build up its power!
Moreover, once it condenses, the massive chakra fluctuations will definitely attract the attention of those two Soul Clan members.
"Aunt Galuro, could you stall for time for me?" Qiu Xiaoming said to Galuro.
"Delay time?" Garuda was taken aback, then asked in confusion, "What are you going to do?"
"It's a very powerful ninjutsu, but it requires a long casting time." Qiu Xiaoming didn't explain further, and his hands began to slowly rise.
Ying noticed Qiu Xiaoming's movements, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes: "What kind of ninjutsu is that? I've never seen this kind of hand seal before?"
"I've never seen it before either." Garuiro shook his head, having never seen such a strange hand seal method, or rather, there was no hand seal at all.
Although Naruto's Rasengan doesn't require hand seals, he doesn't raise his hands high like Qiu Xiaoming does.
Qiu Xiaoming closed his eyes and began to feel the life force around him. The flowers, trees, and grass in the forest, the birds and insects in the air, and even the microorganisms in the soil—all the life energy was converging on him.
Pale blue light began to gather in his palm, initially as faint as fireflies, but quickly growing brighter and brighter.
"What tricks is that brat up to?" While fighting with Xiaoying and the other two, the skinny guy suddenly noticed something unusual and started observing Qiu Xiaoming's movements.
He sensed a strange energy fluctuation, and the pure power made him instinctively uneasy.
The masked man also noticed something was wrong, but Fu's offensive was so fierce that he had no time to be distracted.
"We can't let him finish that technique!" Skinny Ghost's mind went on high alert, and he suddenly unleashed his chakra, trying to rush towards Qiu Xiaoming.
"Your opponents are us!" Sakura threw a punch, her powerful strength sending the skinny guy flying back several meters.
Galuro also manipulated the sand to form a protective barrier, firmly shielding Qiu Xiaoming behind him.
The ball of light in Qiu Xiaoming's palm grew larger and larger, with the life force of the forest continuously flowing into it.
"call--"
A massive blue-white sphere of light slowly took shape between Qiu Xiaoming's hands, radiating a pure energy that sent shivers down his spine. The entire forest seemed to tremble at this power; fallen leaves ceased to flutter, and birds fell silent.
Cold sweat poured down the skinny man's forehead; the pure, extreme power made him tremble all over.
"Damn brat! What kind of fighting technique is this?" The skinny ghost's eyes were filled with terror, a fear that came from his very soul.
Sensing the threat, the masked man immediately tried to escape, but Fu wouldn't give him the chance. She immediately clung to him tightly, not giving him any opening.
The skinny ghost gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, and roared in his heart: This brat must not be allowed to release that thing!
He flicked his hand, and the cold chakra transformed into countless black needles, rushing straight towards Qiu Xiaoming.
"Don't even think about it!" Gariu shouted, and the sand wall suddenly rose, forcefully blocking the black needles, with sand and dust flying everywhere.
Sakura's fist whistled as it slammed into the skinny guy, forcing him to focus no longer. "Don't even think about going over there, you bastard!"
The masked man's pupils contracted slightly as he felt the chilling energy surging within him.
Fu's attacks were like a storm, and he could only grit his teeth and endure it. He swung his long sword, which emitted bursts of black mist, and forced his opponent back.
Fu snorted coldly, her kunai flashing in a sharp arc as she aimed straight for the masked man's throat. "Trying to leave? Dream on!"
Qiu Xiaoming closed his eyes and concentrated, the ball of light in his palm grew larger and larger, beads of sweat slid down his forehead, and he silently thought: Faster, just a little bit more!
He could feel the heavy pressure of the gathering life energy; his arms trembled slightly, but he gritted his teeth and persevered.
Chapter 285 Heavenly Venerable
Sweat poured down Qiu Xiaoming's forehead, and the ball of light in his palm burned ever brighter, its blue-white glow blinding. His hands trembled so badly he could barely hold on. He gritted his teeth, screaming inwardly: Hold on! Just one last breath away!
The skinny guy was forced back by Sakura's punch, his chest tight, and his eyes flashing with a sinister light. He gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly: This brat's fighting skills are too evil! I must finish this quickly!
With a flick of his hand, black energy shot out like a snake, heading straight for the weakest point in the sand wall.
Sakura clenched her fists, her knuckles cracking, and roared, "Trying to ambush me? No way!"
She charged forward, her fists whistling through the air, cracking the ground, and forcing the skinny ghost to retreat several steps.
On the other side, the masked man's blade flashed like a rainbow, black mist billowed, as he tried to shake off Fu's entanglement. Beneath his mask, his lips twitched, his heart filled with frustration: That kid's magic is too strange; I can't afford to drag this out any longer!
Kofu was constantly by his side, leaving him no time to think about anything else.
Fu sneered, flicked her wrist, and the kunai sliced through the air, pointing directly at the masked man's neck. She mocked, "What's wrong? In such a hurry to die?"
She pressed closer, her eyes burning with murderous intent.
The wind howled in Qiu Xiaoming's ears, and the life energy pressed down on him, making it hard to breathe. He bit his lower lip, the taste of blood stimulating his nerves. He suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "It's done!"
The sphere of light suddenly expanded, and the forest fell silent instantly; even the wind stopped.
"Spirit Bomb—Fire!"
Qiu Xiaoming pushed his hands out forcefully, and blue and white light surged out like a torrent, pointing directly at the skinny ghost. The air distorted wherever it passed, and the terrifying aura was suffocating!
The skinny guy's pupils constricted sharply, his hair stood on end, and he screamed inwardly: Run! I have to run!
This pure life energy actually suppressed the fighting spirit within his body!
His fighting spirit surged beneath his feet as he retreated rapidly, but the light moved with bizarre speed, closing in on him in the blink of an eye!
The gaunt man's pupils shrank to pinpoints, his Adam's apple bobbed wildly, and his dry, hoarse voice sounded like a broken bellows. His piercing scream tore through the air, filled with boundless fear and despair: "Heavenly Venerable! Save me!!!"
He desperately channeled his battle qi, causing spiderweb-like cracks to appear on the ground beneath his feet, but the blue-white light clung to his ankle like a persistent leech.
The masked man's eye twitched. What was going on? The energy contained in that blue-white light was simply unbelievable! He had no doubt that if he were hit head-on, even with his strength, he would be pulverized!
save him?
What a joke!
They can barely save themselves!
Ignoring everything else, the masked man frantically channeled his inner energy, attempting to tear apart space. Survival was paramount!
Fu sensed his intention and sneered, "Trying to run? Too late!"
She moved like lightning, unleashing countless kunai to block all of the masked man's escape routes, but the masked man only wanted to escape and had no time to care about Fu's attacks.
"Open for me!" he roared, and the black mist around him surged wildly, tearing a rift in the space.
But as soon as the crack appeared, it was affected by the terrifying energy emitted by the Spirit Bomb, and began to shake violently, on the verge of collapse.
The masked man gritted his teeth, deciding he couldn't worry about anything else! He had to escape first!
He flashed and was about to disappear into the spatial rift.
Just then, the Spirit Bomb was already close to Skinny.
"No!!!" the skinny ghost roared in despair, watching helplessly as the blue-white light devoured him.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, no gruesome scene of flesh and blood flying everywhere. The skinny ghost's body melted away rapidly in the light, as if ice and snow had met the scorching sun, and even his screams were completely swallowed up.
After engulfing the skinny ghost, the energy blast remained undiminished in its power and continued to rush towards the masked man.
The masked man felt a terrifying energy fluctuation coming from behind him, and his heart pounded with fear.
"Damn it!" he cursed, desperately urging his battle qi to speed up his spatial traversal.
However, the Spirit Bomb was just too fast!
Just as he was about to catch up with him, the masked man gritted his teeth and spat out a mouthful of blood, which merged into the spatial rift in front of him.
The spatial rift closed rapidly the instant the masked man disappeared.
Return to silence.
Deathly silence.
Qiu Xiaoming's vision went black, his legs went weak, and he fell straight backward.
That's it... not a single drop is left.
The feeling of being completely drained is worse than death.
A pair of strong arms caught him in time. Sakura supported him as they looked at the hundred-meter-long trench carved out by the Spirit Bomb in front of them. Her mouth gaped open, wide enough to fit an egg, and she exclaimed in surprise, "Holy crap... Xiaoming, you did... a mountain-opening blast?"
Fu landed beside the two, her face grave as she stared at the spot where the spatial rift had disappeared, her brows furrowed, her fingers unconsciously stroking the edge of the kunai.
We escaped that masked man; he's very strong. What if he suddenly comes back and attacks us?
“One got away,” she said coldly. “And he was a tough one.”
The masked man was far stronger than the skinny guy.
Qiu Xiaoming smiled weakly, too weak to even speak.
He simply looked up at the sky, with only one thought in his mind.
Damn, this energy bomb is more tiring than if I had fired it ten or fifteen days later.
"Hey, Xiaoming, how are you? Can you still breathe?" Sakura teased him, her tone light, but her hand held him tightly, as if afraid he might actually faint.
"Nonsense...nonsense." Qiu Xiaoming squeezed out two words, his voice so weak it was almost inaudible, but he forced a smile and said, "I'm...tough as nails, I can fight you again without any problem."
"Oh? Is that so?" Sakura smiled. If Qiu Xiaoming could say something like that, there must be nothing seriously wrong with him.
"Alright, let's go back to the village and get some rest." Galuro came to Qiu Xiaoming's side, feeling sorry for him when he saw how weak he was, and suggested.
Sakura nodded gently, picked up Qiu Xiaoming, and walked towards the village.
"Hotaru, arrange for the villagers to strengthen the defenses," Yugao instructed Hotaru, clutching his chest wound.
After a great battle, everyone needed to rest, but the village's defenses could not be neglected. The masked man was still alive, and no one knew when he would attack.
Ying nodded silently and immediately arranged for people to strengthen the guard.
Hundreds of kilometers away, a spatial rift opened, and a figure fell out of it.
"Pfft!" The masked man fell to the ground, clutching his chest and coughing violently. Blood stained his mask, blurring his vision.