2056: C2056 Method Layering(part Ii)

C2056 Method Layering(part Ii)

"Dire dog, are you disappointed? Are you scared?" Gongsun Long sneered, "The array formation you're relying on is also nothing more than this?"

"Oh!" Chu Yang laughed, "Don't you know that I have the Five-coloured Divine Light Technique? Why didn't I take your weapon and kill you just like how a horse would chase a star?"

Boom!

Everyone in the audience was shocked. Chu Yang had also set up the array formation, but he did not use the Five-coloured Divine Light ability. Why would he do that?!

If Chu Yang used the Five-Colored Holy Light Technique, wouldn't Gongsun Long die without a doubt and end up like Ma Zhui Xing?

Gongsun Long's gaze turned cold, his eyes flickered, it was true that Chu Yang did not use his full strength just now.

However, he did not choke on Chu Yang and was speechless. He sneered, "Then why didn't you use it?"

"It's just a test, do you need it?" What Chu Yang said was indeed the truth, but his words caused a huge commotion in the crowd.

Was the battle between the two just a test?

Is there any justice? In that collision, they felt as if they wouldn't be able to withstand a single blow, and would be directly blown to bits.

Of course, Chu Yang knew that Gongsun Long would have a way to deal with this.

"What you said is not wrong. It was indeed a test, but did you discover anything?" Gongsun Long also admitted that the two of them had been testing each other just now. This caused everyone to be unable to remain calm.

After that, the two of them did not speak and the crowd fell into silence. Everyone noticed that their auras were rising and Chu Yang was like a prehistoric beast that was about to awaken.

As for what happened just now, he was merely snoring.

On the other side, Gongsun Long was the same. All of the pores on his body opened up, releasing clumps after clusters of divine flames. It was as if a deity was reviving. Every time the Divine Flames jumped, the void seemed to be breathing. Endless amounts of heaven and earth essence were devoured into his body.

Borrowing the good fortune of the Heavens and Earth, Gongsun Long's status was equal to that of the Heavens and Earth. He could borrow some money from the Heavens and Earth.

"Young master, kill that stray dog!"

"Just a mere stray dog, how dare he be disrespectful to the young master!"

Suddenly, the two fat and skinny servants beside Gongsun Long couldn't help but loudly shout out when they saw the might of Gongsun Long. Immediately, the members of the Qiankun faction also began to shout in unison.

"Wild dog, what do you think you are? Nonsense!"

"Is Young Master Gongsun comparable?"

"You still don't know that you're about to die. Right now, you're only struggling in vain."

"..."

These words didn't have much killing power, and many people didn't agree. At least until now, they hadn't been able to see that Gongsun Long had the slightest advantage. On the contrary, Chu Yang seemed to have the upper hand.

The parrot seemed to have lost interest, and didn't even want to open its foul mouth.

Boom!

It was as if a great sun had risen up from Gongsun Long's palm, and endless clouds of smoke and mist were spewing out from it. Or perhaps, the clouds in the sky appeared. It carried an unparalleled might as it bombarded forward.

At this moment, his divine might shocked the world. He possessed an unrivalled aura that no one could stop. Not to mention the people in the arena, even the people in the audience couldn't help but feel waves of inexplicable horror.

"What kind of magical technique is that?! How shocking!"

At the same time, Chu Yang's body seemed to have turned into a vast ocean. Endless blue blossomed and an incomparable divine energy rippled out, making him look like a god in the ocean.

Behind him, it was as if the sky had turned behind him. A bright moon rose; Jing Ruhai rose up to the moon; a crescent moon appeared in his palm as well. It was like mercury pouring down, turning the silver white.1

Rumble rumble rumble!

Chu Yang shot up into the sky like a great roc in the wind. He welcomed the attack with a palm strike. The bright moon was like a scimitar as it chopped down.

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