#1228 - Chapter 1228 Shivering

Ye Kong steadied his mind, took a deep breath to calm himself, circulated the spiritual power within his body, briefly healed his injuries, and immediately stood up.

“Break!” A huge golden halo smashed towards Elder Jin.

Elder Jin snorted coldly, 'Is that all?' He directly extended half of his sleeve to block it, but unexpectedly, the golden halo passed through the sleeve and directly struck his chest, blasting him back a considerable distance.

This, this is impossible? Ye Kong's spiritual power was clearly scattered after being struck, how could he still force out such powerful spiritual power?

Ye Kong struggled to get up, his figure already swaying unsteadily, but his face remained calm. He simply didn't say much and began a full-scale counterattack.

Ye Kong circled around himself, the spiritual power ring constantly solidifying and thickening, spiritual power already pouring out from between his palms, and then the wind and clouds stirred, carrying countless attacks, all slamming towards Elder Jin overwhelmingly.

Elder Jin, seeing the golden storm suddenly erupting behind Ye Kong, had already prepared in advance, chanting a protective incantation, and with his other hand, he sketched a few strokes of a talisman behind him, shouting, "Rise!"

Countless blood-red talismans began to flutter down, suddenly surging and rushing towards Ye Kong rapidly.

Everyone present nervously closed their eyes, afraid to see such a bloody and terrifying scene!

The scene was extremely quiet.

When everyone opened their eyes, they found Ye Kong standing directly above Elder Jin, his fingers extended, only one millimeter away from Elder Jin's eyelid. Elder Jin closed his eyes, blood-red liquid flowing from them.

Elder Jin trembled and opened his eyes, saw Ye Kong's fingers, immediately took a step back, fell to the ground, and fainted.

And Ye Kong, at this moment, could no longer support himself, and fell straight down from above, groaning softly, internal injuries were inevitable.

Immediately someone went on stage to drag Elder Jin down, while Ye Kong squatted on the stage, struggling for a long time before slowly standing up.

Ye Kong looked at the crowd, and the crowd looked at him with scrutiny, some looking away, some whispering, no one dared to look him directly in the eye.

Strange, I clearly won, why does it seem like I'm the heinous one?

Before Ye Kong could react, Elder Mu gracefully approached, her body light and agile, walking to Ye Kong's side and curiously asked, "Are you alright?"

Ye Kong coughed lightly, "I'm fine, thank you for your concern!"

“It's good that you're alright, otherwise, others will say that I won unfairly!” After saying this, Elder Mu distanced herself from Ye Kong, preparing to attack.

Ye Kong raised his sleeve and lightly wiped his disheveled face, knowing Elder Mu's intention, and signaled Elder Mu to attack.

Elder Mu looked at Ye Kong with a stern gaze in an instant, a water sleeve extending from her sleeve, wrapping around Ye Kong's body, and slamming Ye Kong heavily to the ground.

Ye Kong stretched out his palm and directly split the water sleeve open, the exploding water sleeve fragments fluttering down, resembling snowflakes.

Interesting! Elder Mu extended two water sleeves from her sleeves, these water sleeves seeming to have a life of their own, directly piercing towards Ye Kong's eyes.

Ye Kong slid his body backward, raising his hand to block the water sleeve's attack. The water sleeve directly wrapped around Ye Kong's arm, lifting Ye Kong into the air. Ye Kong took the opportunity to exert force and stand up, then leaped into the air, stepping on the water sleeve as if walking on flat ground.

When he was ten centimeters away from Elder Mu, Ye Kong supported himself with one hand, suddenly lying on the water sleeve, his body sliding down, blocking the surprise attack of silver needles on the water sleeve. Then, stepping under the water sleeve, he exerted force upwards, spiritual power concentrated in the palm of his hand, bursting out with power, the entire water sleeve was shattered, and the silver needles flew back towards Elder Mu.

Elder Mu immediately retracted the water sleeve, encompassing all the silver needles within it. Then, she took out a long sword from her sleeve and swung the long sword towards Ye Kong.

Ye Kong pointed out a single finger, resisting the tip of the long sword, two huge spiritual power rings circling around their bodies. Ye Kong's golden halo corresponded to Elder Mu's gray-brown halo, the two halos being the same size, neither superior nor inferior.

Ye Kong suddenly kicked out a leg, kicking the long sword in Elder Mu's hand aside, the sword clanging as it fell to the ground. Elder Mu was about to reach out to pick it up, but was kicked again by Ye Kong, his foot hooking it into his hand.

Ye Kong, holding Elder Mu's long sword, said, "Good sword!"

Elder Mu's eyes flashed with coldness, and she chanted a few spells. The long sword in Ye Kong's hand slowly transformed into a slender rope, quickly binding Ye Kong's two hands together.

“Hahaha…” Elder Mu looked at Ye Kong and laughed, “This is the consequence of you taking things without asking!”

Ye Kong echoed Elder Mu, struggling with his bare hands, but the thin rope binding his hands became tighter and tighter the more he struggled, already leaving bloody marks on Ye Kong's wrists.

Elder Mu also saw Ye Kong's struggle and kindly reminded him, “Don't try to break free, this Immortal Binding Rope will only get tighter the more you struggle, and in the end, it will break your hands alive!”

Ye Kong knew the seriousness of the situation, stopped moving his hands, and chanted a spell in his mouth. Instantly, a huge net fell down, enveloping both Elder Mu and Ye Kong.

Elder Mu struggled to lift the net, "What is this thing? Why is it so heavy?"

Ye Kong squatted down, the net pressing down, but someone tall was holding it up, and he kindly reminded, “This is the Immortal Trapping Net, coincidentally, it has the same effect as your Immortal Binding Rope.”

“Why aren't you anxious being inside too?” Elder Mu became anxious, Ye Kong's words didn't sound like a lie. But if this was the Immortal Trapping Net, ordinary people would have all their spiritual power exhausted within an hour, and would be left to die.

“I'm just keeping you company.” Ye Kong lay directly on the ground, the Immortal Binding Rope in his hand already cutting through the flesh, cutting into the bone, the white bone exposed to the air, Ye Kong stubbornly endured without even groaning.

“If we end up perishing together, then it wouldn't be my loss, right?” Ye Kong asked.

“You're really crazy, crazy!” Elder Mu began to walk around frantically in the Immortal Trapping Net, using spiritual power to forcibly break the net, but the Immortal Trapping Net became tighter and tighter, until it tightly trapped the two people, leaving only a palm-sized space.

The air became thinner and thinner.

Elder Mu was at a loss, and could only beg Ye Kong, "I admit defeat, okay? Put away the Immortal Trapping Net."

This was the sentence Ye Kong was waiting for.

Ye Kong raised his wrist, meaning to untie himself first.

Elder Mu retracted the Immortal Binding Rope, Ye Kong once again curled up in pain, large beads of sweat streaming down.

Ye Kong tapped lightly, and the net binding the two of them suddenly lifted.

As if reborn, Elder Mu trembled and turned to leave.