Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Chapter 6927 Dying of Rage

As Du Xinlan formed hand seals, the eight water dragons coiled together into a massive grand formation.

In fact, every drop of water that landed on the martial stage was part of Du Xinlan’s careful plan. Each drop acted like a formation disc. Her first two attacks were merely a setup for this move. The eight water dragons were extremely powerful, and each of their scales glowed with an immortal character.

When Long Chen saw this, he realized that each water dragon embodied a different water elemental law. They supported one another as they locked down this space.

Lu Changqing let out a furious roar and unfurled the painting scroll behind him fully. Divine light shot out of it as he unleashed his strongest attacks in a crazed attempt to break free.

Unluckily for Lu Changqing, the eight water dragons had a strong suppressing effect on him. His attacks were full of wild flame energy, but they sizzled whenever they hit the water dragons. As a result, Lu Changqing’s attacks couldn’t reach their full power.

Lu Changqing specialized in flame energy, but Du Xinlan was a water element cultivator, making her the perfect counter to him. Now that she had taken the initiative and set up the water dragon formation, she immediately suppressed her opponent.

Du Xinlan’s nerves faded away, and she became more confident as the fight went on.

“Long Chen, you are practically a god!” Li Chenggang sighed in wonder.

Zi Nuo agreed. Long Chen was almost godlike. With just one glance, he could see through the opponents’ strength and read their thoughts perfectly.

Lu Changqing had watched Long Chen’s lips as he gave instructions. But Long Chen did this on purpose, making him believe they would attack right away, so Lu Changqing switched to defense.

Du Xinlan’s previous attacks were preparations to spread her formation runes across the martial stage. It was a perfect feint, while the third attack was checkmate.

Once Lu Changqing realized it, he could no longer recover. It had become a competition for core energy.

In theory, based on auras, Lu Changqing’s core energy reserves were very deep. He shouldn’t be afraid of such a thing. However, Du Xinlan’s water energy was a perfect counter to his flame energy, accelerating his exhaustion rate.

Most notably, Du Xinlan was a support cultivator. While such cultivators generally had less explosive power, endurance was their forte.

When Lu Changqing couldn’t break through in his first few attacks, it effectively sealed his fate and made it clear he couldn’t win. He would be forced into a battle of attrition, which was the worst-case scenario for him.

“AHH!”

Lu Changqing let out a thunderous roar as he attacked with full force. The realization that he had been tricked drove him into a frenzy.

Li Wujiu’s expression was hideous. Long Chen really was a conman. Even after being careful, they still fell into his trap. There was no beating him with schemes.

Outside the martial stage, Ling Yan and the others’ expressions were even uglier. They had never encountered such a crafty fellow.

On the other hand, Vice Sect Master Liuyun and the other Calligraphy Sect leaders were thrilled. Long Chen was proving that their disciples weren’t weak, just that their strategy had been wrong.

The disciples cheered loudly. They wanted to rush onto the stage and join Du Xinlan right then. To them, Long Chen was like a god. With just a few words, he changed the flow of the battle.

Lu Changqing kept attacking fiercely, while Du Xinlan was sweating, finding it hard to keep up, even though she had the upper hand.

Still, she stayed focused and waited patiently.

Long Chen had already told her not to worry if this happened. After all, Lu Changqing wouldn’t last much longer. Also, this fellow’s temper would go out of control soon. Once that happened, the openings would present themselves.

BOOM!

At last, Lu Changqing ran out of energy. As he tried to catch his breath, Du Xinlan seized the chance.

“Now! Water Dragon Twisting Slaughter!” Du Xinlan shouted, unleashing her strongest attack.

The eight water dragons roared and quickly closed in on Lu Changqing.

“Damn!”

Lu Changqing quickly formed hand seals. The next moment, the giant painting scroll grew and wrapped around him.

The eight dragons closed in, squeezing the space inside. As a result, the painting scroll twisted and bent under the pressure.

In just a moment, Lu Changqing coughed up blood. His scroll couldn’t block all the pressure.

As the eight dragons squeezed tighter, the sound of bones breaking filled the air. At this moment, Du Xinlan’s hands were trembling as her essence rune was about to burn away.

However, she held on.

Long Chen had told her this was her only chance to defeat Lu Changqing. She couldn’t fail now.

Just then, Lu Changqing’s reluctant voice echoed from inside the scroll.

“I... admit defeat...”

Du Xinlan felt some regret, but since he had surrendered, she couldn’t just kill him.

Just as the martial stage decided that it was over, Long Chen’s voice rang out in Du Xinlan’s mind.

“Cough up blood and pass out! Pretend to be out of energy!”

Du Xinlan immediately spat out blood and collapsed on the stage.

The next moment, the eight water dragons burst apart, revealing a miserable Lu Changqing.

“Aiya, how lucky! It’s a good thing you admitted defeat, or we would have lost!” Long Chen sighed in relief and patted his chest, pretending to be nervous.

Lu Changqing’s face turned black when he saw Du Xinlan unconscious. After a moment, blood spurted from his mouth, and he collapsed.

“Shit!”

The disciples on the Painting Sect’s side hastily rushed over, only to find that Lu Changqing’s Yuan Spirit had dissipated.

“Ah, this child was too temperamental. His Yuan Spirit collapsed from anger!” Long Chen exclaimed, sounding extremely shocked.

Someone had already brought Du Xinlan back. As they attempted to heal her, they noticed Du Xinlan suppressing a giggle. They quickly hid their reactions, understanding what had just happened.

Du Xinlan hadn’t managed to kill Lu Changqing, but he died from anger at Long Chen’s words. Long Chen’s skill seemed almost godlike.

In truth, Lu Changqing’s Yuan Spirit faded because he kept using his strongest abilities in anger. He pushed past his limit and hurt his own Yuan Spirit trying to escape the water dragon formation.

Then, Long Chen’s words just pushed him over the edge. His already drained Yuan Spirit couldn’t take it anymore and collapsed.

“Long Chen...!”

Li Wujiu gritted his teeth so hard they almost broke. He glared at Long Chen, looking like he wanted to tear him apart.

“You’ve won two matches, and so have we. Now that we’re even, it’s almost like a best-case scenario. Why don’t we both just stop here?” Long Chen asked gently.

Long Chen’s gentle advice only made him angrier, especially when he saw how pleased Long Chen looked.

“Long Chen, you’re completely despicable! How is scheming a real skill? If you’re brave enough, come out and fight!” Li Wujiu shouted.

Long Chen shrugged and looked at Li Chenggang. Li Chenggang smiled and stepped onto the stage, while the Calligraphy Sect’s disciples cheered.

“Come on!” Li Chenggang called out to Li Wujiu, motioning for him to step forward.