System's Super Sect Chapter 1295 - 1135: Wuqi King: Old Bastard, You Sold Me Fakes!

"I’ll go first."

The Sword Demon took the lead and spoke.

"Why should you?"

The Wood Dragon was not convinced.

"Fighting him doesn’t mean anything. A Celestial Level Vein Skill from an ordinary King-Sealing Expert can’t even break a single scale on you, can it?" As he spoke, the Sword Demon was already eager to try, battle intent rising in his eyes.

The Wood Dragon argued, "That’s exactly why I should go first. The old Sect Leader and the old lady are watching. How can you dawdle like this? If I let you have him, you’ll mess around for half a day, and in the end, you still won’t win. Wouldn’t that be redundant?"

"How do you know I can’t win?"

"You’ve only been in the Middle Realm for a few days."

It was the first time since becoming familiar with each other that the man and the dragon quarreled, because of a man.

He made the Sword Demon excited.

He also stirred the Wood Dragon’s desire to perform in front of Wen’s Father and Mother.

Boom——

The teleportation array made a roar, and the somewhat flustered yet composed Wuqi King appeared at the edge of the stone platform.

The next moment, as Wuqi King’s vision just cleared, before he had time to observe his surroundings, the Wood Dragon had already formed a claw with one hand, reaching towards Wuqi King.

"I’ll go first!"

After speaking, the Wood Dragon added.

"If you want practice, wait till he’s dead, then ask the Sect Leader."

The Sword Demon was repeatedly angry, but the Wood Dragon had already charged over, so he had to give up.

One step too slow.

He had no words to say.

At this moment, as Wuqi King’s vision cleared, seeing someone charging towards him, he didn’t think much and immediately punched out.

"You’re courting death!"

Although it was just a simple punch, it was backed by all of Wuqi King’s physical strength. However, compared to the Wood Dragon’s power, it was far from enough.

Boom——

One punch!

Wuqi King retreated hundreds of feet.

However, Wuqi King wasn’t shocked or panicked. Instead, as he was flying backward, the Five Veins simultaneously shook, resonating through the skies.

At the same time, the Five-Vortex Vortex Map on his chest began to rotate, summoning a vast tide of blue Vein Qi that instantly enveloped dozens of peaks of the Immortal Sect.

"Ming Fog: Mist Rising from the South!"

With Wuqi King’s angry shout, the sea-blue Vein Qi immediately transformed into an even more obscuring water mist, reducing visibility to under a hundred feet.

Of course.

This was the visibility range for a Celestial Unrestricted expert.

Below Celestial Unrestricted, one couldn’t see their own fingers in front of their face!

The Sword Demon, who hadn’t had time to enter the Viewing Room, reached out into the mist, and his entire arm was instantly enveloped by the dense fog. However, he didn’t think too much about it and continued towards the Viewing Room, only to find his hand suddenly felt heavier.

"Hmm?"

The small droplets on the Sword Demon’s arm were unexpectedly heavy.

At this moment, his hand contaminated with the mist weighed tens of thousands of pounds.

When the Sword Demon took a couple more steps forward, allowing the mist to cover his entire body, he felt as if he was wearing heavy armor.

Armor that weighed tens of thousands of pounds!

Even though tens of thousands of pounds weren’t enough to be a fatal pressure for a Celestial Unrestricted, it significantly slowed his movement and reaction speed, reducing them by at least thirty percent.

Thirty percent.

That’s not a small amount.

In the same realm, a thirty percent speed difference directly results in one thing—you’re always a step behind your enemy.

"So this is the power of a King-Sealing expert?"

The Sword Demon sighed, then swept his Spiritual Power over the Wood Dragon, discovering that the Wood Dragon’s movement speed wasn’t affected at all.

"Damn it!"

"Beyond all reason."

Wuqi King also noticed this, and a dense cloud of confusion suddenly rose in his heart, causing him to doubt his previous judgement and explorations.

Wasn’t he a Heaven Unrestricted Middle Realm?

Was the Perception sensing wrong?

Just as the thought settled, the Wood Dragon’s fist descended like a storm, hammering onto the Vein Qi Shield in front of Wuqi King, producing a deafening tremor that reverberated through the Immortal Sect and made the dense water mist covering dozens of mountain peaks tremble continuously.

Because of the presence of Wen’s Father and Mother, the Wood Dragon followed a strategy of quick combat resolution, already using the Demon Immortal Level Divine Technique—Cyan Dragon Celestial Body earlier.

With the Cyan Dragon Celestial Body coupled with the power of S-level Cyan Dragon Bloodline, every punch from the Wood Dragon reached the extreme limit of the Heaven Unrestricted Middle Realm.

The immense power at the extreme of the Heaven Unrestricted Middle Realm, with each punch landing on Wuqi King’s Vein Qi Shield, managed to cause small damage.

As hundreds and thousands of punches landed, more and more centipede-like cracks appeared on the Vein Qi Shield, but Wuqi King’s smile only grew more smug.

"As expected, it’s merely the strength of a Heaven Unrestricted Middle Realm. Although I don’t know why you’re unaffected by my Mist Rising from the South, with just this little strength, is it not too much of a child’s play to deal with me?" As he finished speaking, Wuqi King’s raised hand sent waves of Vein Qi like the ripples in a lake, spreading out and crashing against the Wood Dragon, pushing it step by step backward.

Immediately, Wuqi King’s Perception swept across the entire Immortal Sect, but finding no sign of Wen Ping, he shouted repeatedly while scanning the surroundings, "Wen Ping, come out here, you old man!"

"Noisy!"

The Wood Dragon roared in anger, turned its hands into hammers, leapt into the air, and then descended like a meteor, crashing towards Wuqi King.

Seeing this, Wuqi King coldly retorted.

"Since you dare not come out, then I will kill him."

Bang——

The Five Veins simultaneously shook.

In the water mist filling the sky, countless tiny droplets suddenly vibrated, then shot out like arrows leaving the bowstring, transforming into countless fine silk-like Water Arrows dancing in the sky, before gathering en masse and concentrating their aim at the Wood Dragon.

"Ming Fog: Sinking Water Arrow!"

Wuqi King’s deep voice spread through the water mist.