Dragon Slayer Secret Art: Narumikazuchi
"That felt great! So great!"
Bai Yushan laughed heartily, supporting himself on his knees as he slowly straightened up. He could clearly feel the cells in his body undergoing a frenzied transformation under extreme pressure, and the electric current constantly condensing under the pressure of life and death. The originally stable bottleneck of 250,000 volts was showing signs of loosening!
That's the benefit of fighting against the strong!
It's much more effective than studying alone for ten days or half a month!
He suddenly raised his head, looked at Leng Yaozhu not far away, took a deep breath, and his aura began to shrink wildly. All the lightning and all the power began to converge towards his right palm.
The air grew increasingly oppressive, and even the space itself seemed to distort slightly.
Dragon Slayer Secret Technique: Thunderclap!
This is his strongest killing move to date, but it consumes a huge amount of energy, and he would never use it lightly unless absolutely necessary. But against an opponent like Leng Yaozhu, there's no point in holding back!
"Teacher, take this one last hit!"
Bai Yushan let out a low shout, and his Lightning Flash Step stepping technique erupted once more, transforming him into a streak of purple lightning that instantly reached Leng Yaozhu. He thrust his right palm forward, his palm condensing extremely high-voltage lightning, carrying an aura of annihilation, and slammed it fiercely towards Leng Yaozhu's chest!
This palm strike contained all his power!
Leng Yaozhu's faint smile finally faded, and a hint of seriousness flashed in her eyes.
She could feel the power of this move; if it were used against someone of the same level, it would be an instant-kill attack. Even a Soul King- level expert would be severely injured if hit by this.
"Good."
Leng Yaozhu spoke softly, then slowly raised her right hand, palm facing forward. Pale golden Heavenly Phoenix True Fire rapidly gathered, forming a small fireball in her palm. Although the fireball was small, it emitted a terrifyingly high temperature that made one's heart tremble, and the surrounding air was burned and distorted.
The next second, Bai Yushan's palm and Leng Yaozhu's palm collided with a loud crash!
There was no earth-shattering roar, only a low, muffled thud.
The raging purple lightning and the blazing golden fire collided and tore at each other between the two.
Bai Yushan poured all its lightning power into the mountain, but it was as if it had crashed into an insurmountable mountain. No matter how much it tried to push it forward, it could not advance even an inch.
Leng Yaozhu's palm remained as steady as Mount Tai, the flames in her palm burning quietly, devouring and refining all the lightning power without leaking out in the slightest.
Bai Yushan gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, all the muscles in his body tensed to the limit, but he still couldn't budge his opponent in the slightest.
The difference... is too big!
So big it's despair-inducing!
But there was no sign of discouragement in his eyes, only a burning fighting spirit.
Just then, Leng Yaozhu smiled gently and exerted slight force in her palm.
A gentle yet irresistible force surged forth, and Bai Yushan could no longer stand, flying backward. This time, the force was perfectly controlled, merely pushing him away without causing further harm.
After landing, Bai Yushan staggered back more than ten steps before regaining his balance. He was drenched in sweat, breathing heavily, and his lightning power was almost exhausted, but his spirit was exceptionally high.
"I'm not playing anymore, I'm not playing anymore," he waved his hand, panting heavily, "Teacher, you're too strong, I can't beat you."
He said he was admitting defeat, but his face was full of excited smiles, showing no sign of frustration.
Leng Yaozhu withdrew her hand, and the Heavenly Phoenix True Fire slowly dissipated. She looked at Bai Yushan, her eyes filled with approval. "You're quite good. With your second-ring cultivation, to be able to hold out against me for so long and even force me to use three-tenths of my strength, you're a truly exceptional figure among the younger generation across the entire continent."
"Given time, you might very well become a god!"
As Limit Douluo, Leng Yaozhu naturally knew about the severance of the God Path in the Douluo Plane, but she saw the possibility of becoming a god in Bai Yushan.
If this kid can't become a god, then no one in this world can ascend to godhood!
Bai Yushan chuckled, not at all modest. "That's right, you don't even know whose disciple you are."
"Stop being so glib." Leng Yaozhu rolled her eyes at him. "Your use of lightning is quite ingenious, and your physical foundation is solid, but your Soul Power Level is too low, and your foundation is still a bit weak. During the upcoming vacation, focus on honing your foundation and stop trying to take shortcuts."
"Yes, teacher." Bai Yushan nodded obediently, unusually not arguing back.
But in reality, Bai Yushan didn't care at all. Soul Power was just a tool for him to use when performing Soul Skill, and it was enough for him.
But... it's not impossible to think about how to design the Third Soul Skill.
Gu Yue woke up groggily, her vision still a little blurry. She could only see a tall figure sitting on the edge of the bed, with tiny purple sparks dancing on his fingertips, slowly peeling an apple.
The fruit peel spiraled down his fingertips, its thickness so uniform it looked as if it had been measured.
"Oh, you're awake." Bai Yushan raised his eyelids slightly, his hand still holding the small knife, his tone lazy and nonchalant, as if nothing had happened. "I thought you'd be sleeping until tomorrow. You're too fragile to lie in bed for a whole day for such a minor injury."
Gu Yue blinked, her gaze slowly focusing. She propped herself up on the mattress and sat up. Her back was still a little stiff, but not painful, clearly because Leng Yaozhu had treated her. She looked around; this was the rest room next to the cultivation room, simply furnished but clean, and the sky outside the window had already darkened.
"How long have I been asleep?" She rubbed her temples, her voice still a little hoarse.
"He's been sleeping all day, quite a lot." Bai Yushan peeled off the last layer of peel and casually tossed it into the fruit bowl beside him, revealing the plump, white flesh inside. "He's like a hibernating bear, you can't wake him up no matter how much you call him."
Gu Yue rolled her eyes, too lazy to argue with him, and glanced towards the door. "Where's the teacher?"
"And what about giving us a special training plan?"
Bai Yushan opened his mouth wide, took a big bite of an apple, chewed it crunchily, and spoke indistinctly, "They said they'd spend the rest of their holiday here, training their physical fitness, combat skills, and Soul Power control one by one, until you can withstand ten of my moves without going down."
He chuckled and glanced sideways at Gu Yue: "I doubt it. With your skills from yesterday, even after a month of practice, you might not be able to withstand it. Don't let yourself faint halfway through and have to be saved by your teacher; that would be too much trouble."
Gu Yue ignored his sarcasm and reached into the fruit basket beside her, taking an apple. Her fingers were slender, with a faint wisp of wind element swirling around them. The peel peeled off automatically, revealing the neat flesh. She ate it slowly, bite by bite, her eyes somewhat vacant, lost in thought.
The room fell silent, save for the sound of the two of them chewing apples.
After a while, Gu Yue stopped her mechanical movements and turned her head to look at Bai Yushan. The boy leaned back in his chair, his long legs casually draped over his shoulders, his black hair falling over his forehead, and his profile was clean and sharp, giving him a somewhat handsome and youthful look. Unfortunately, he could make people furious the moment he opened his mouth.
"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Gu Yue asked calmly.
Bai Yushan chuckled upon hearing this, tossed the last apple core into the trash can, clapped his hands, and said nonchalantly, "What do I have to say to you?"
"You're saying I'm as useless as trash, utterly defenseless?"