Nine Nether Dragon Emperor-Chapter 202: This child is ferocious, such terrifying strength in his physical body!
Ning Xuan took a step forward, grabbing a hoof with one hand and supporting the beast’s belly with the other. With a sudden heave, he slammed the Element Beast straight onto the ground!
BOOM!
Amidst the earth-shaking roar, the soldier on the Element Beast’s back landed steadily on the ground. He was just an ordinary soldier from the Molin Army, yet the calmness and strength he displayed in that brief moment were absolutely top-notch.
After doing all this, Ning Xuan stared straight at Mo Qi. As the woman scrambled away, the Molin Army soldiers had already surrounded Ning Xuan without needing a command from their leader. Pairs of eyes, as sharp as swords, locked onto Ning Xuan, ready to attack him en masse at the slightest movement.
"Do you know that this is Tianxia City?" Mo Qi spoke, his voice flat, without a ripple of emotion.
Yet, a terrifying oppressive force descended, overwhelming everything. Thankfully, the area had already been cleared out of fear for the Molin Army’s brutal reputation. Otherwise, this oppressive presence alone would have made the onlookers collapse on the spot.
"This guy’s strength has improved again!" a Martial Artist in the distance, who had clashed with Mo Qi before, muttered.
"I’ll give you a choice: get down on your own, or I’ll beat you until you kneel," Ning Xuan responded forcefully.
There was no other reason; he just couldn’t stand the man’s pretentious act. Just because you wear Armor and ride a tall Element Beast, you think you’re above everyone else? I haven’t even shown off my mobile villa yet.
HISS!
Gasps of shock came from all around. This guy’s audacity was boundless! This was the Molin Army, the City Lord’s most trusted force and the strongest elite unit of the City Lord Manor. It was no exaggeration to say that within Tianxia City, when faced with the Molin Army, even a dragon had to coil up and a tiger had to lie low.
Yet this man dared to speak to the leader of the Molin Army like that. Beat him until he knelt? Had they heard him correctly?!
"Insolent cur!"
With an enraged roar, a War Spear tore through the void, streaking toward Ning Xuan like a rainbow piercing the sun. The cold glint of its tip carried a terrifying aura of death! The one who attacked was a soldier, but the thrust was stunningly brilliant. It was fast, precise, and ruthless, wreathed in a dreadful, clinging aura of bloodlust. Clearly, this was a War Spear that had tasted the blood of countless foes—a true weapon of slaughter! For a nameless soldier to possess such fearsome skill—this was the Molin Army.
However, Ning Xuan faced him without dodging or retreating. Instead, he took a step forward and reached out his hand.
"What is he trying to do?!"
"His courage to face a blade bare-handed is commendable! Unfortunately, he knows nothing of the Molin Army’s might!"
These were the words of those who didn’t know Ning Xuan’s identity. Those who knew who he was all chose to watch and wait. The Molin Army was strong, but this man was a monster in his own right. However, things could be unpredictable. More and more reports suggested that Ning Xuan’s true strength might not lie in his power, but in his strategic mind. This was a good opportunity to find out. In the crowd, even Martial Artists from the Ten Great Families were observing in secret.
In the blink of an eye, Ning Xuan grabbed the incoming War Spear, and the ferocious weapon stopped dead in its tracks, unable to advance another inch.
The next moment, Ning Xuan stepped forward again, putting immense force into his wrist. The armored soldier was lifted straight off his beast’s back! Then, Ning Xuan unleashed a sweep powerful enough to clear an army!
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Several soldiers, misjudging Ning Xuan’s strength, had tried to rescue their comrade, only to be struck as if they’d been hit by a speeding truck. One after another, they were swept aside like deadwood.
The crowd was dumbfounded. Was the Molin Army, normally so invincible and peerless, truly this fragile?
A few powerful experts, however, took a long look at Ning Xuan and muttered, "This youth has terrifying physical strength!"
They hadn’t detected any Element Force fluctuations from Ning Xuan’s body. To cut down a swath of the Molin Army using only the strength of his Physical Body... he was simply terrifying.
Ning Xuan’s unstoppable rampage was only halted when he came up against Mo Qi. The soldier who had been sent flying was completely disoriented and naturally lost his grip on the War Spear. At this moment, Mo Qi caught the shaft of the spear. With a flick of his wrist, a terrifying power surged through the War Spear toward Ning Xuan, intending to force him to let go. It was the only way Mo Qi could save face.
Ning Xuan responded with equal force, taking another step forward.
"What a guy! He’s trying to send Mo Qi flying too!"
"How incredibly arrogant!"
The Martial Artists from the Ten Great Families stared without blinking. Someone murmured, "Now you have to use your Element Force, right?"
He was proven wrong almost instantly. Ning Xuan still showed no intention of using Element Force.
Mo Qi, on the other hand, was a different story. Trying to regain his honor, he initially intended to counter with pure physical strength as well. But he immediately realized something was wrong. His opponent’s strength was simply terrifying! In a contest of raw physical power, he was no match. He quickly executed the Thousand Catty Drop, his Element Force becoming as heavy as lead. The part of his body that had already lifted off the beast’s back slammed down again.
BANG!
Under the terrifying force from both men, the War Spear—forged from special materials with special techniques—shattered inch by inch.
WHOOSH!
A cold light shot through the air. It was Ning Xuan, flinging the spear tip in his hand directly at Mo Qi’s Element Beast. Mo Qi’s mount was also clad in Armor, and his reaction was incredibly fast. However, it was all futile.
SHUNK!
The spear tip pierced through the Element Beast, its momentum undiminished. Including the one Mo Qi was riding, a total of five Element Beasts were impaled in a line.
Someone cried out in shock, "Their Element Beasts’ Armor can withstand a blow from a Peak-stage Heavenly Realm Martial Artist! How is it like paper against Ning Xuan?!"
This was too frightening. It was completely unprecedented. And remember, Ning Xuan hadn’t even appeared to use any Element Force!
"It must be that the spear tip is exceptionally sharp!" someone offered as a reason.
"No wonder! That makes sense!" another person chimed in with sudden realization. "The spear was forged by the invincible Molin Army; of course it’s extraordinary!"
The few Martial Artists who saw the truth shook their heads. These people have been here too long; their arrogance has become boundless. Putting everything else aside, Mo Qi was thoroughly defeated in that brief, hidden clash of strength with Ning Xuan just now. This Ning Xuan fellow isn’t just clever; his strength is terrifying too!
THUD!
Mo Qi’s Element Beast fell to its knees before collapsing to the ground. The other four impaled Element Beasts did the same.
Propelled by the powerful inertia, Mo Qi’s body shot forward.
WHOOSH!
His own spear struck out like a dragon, aimed straight for Ning Xuan. In that instant, an overwhelming bloodlust flooded the area, making onlookers feel as if they were seeing a mountain of corpses in a sea of blood. This was Mo Qi. The number of Martial Artists who had fallen by his hand was incalculable.
If someone with a weaker Mental State were to face him, they would be paralyzed by this overwhelming bloodlust alone, unable to even think of fighting back, let alone actually exchange blows. In fact, among the spectators, some were so scared they simply collapsed.
Faced with a thrust countless times more terrifying than the soldier’s, Ning Xuan’s choice was still simple and direct. He would once again meet a blade bare-handed.
"Arrogant!"
"Holy shit, is this guy insane?! That’s Leader Mo Qi he’s fighting!"
"He’s finished this time!"
Some shook their heads, as if they could already see Ning Xuan’s tragic end. The soldiers of the Molin Army had faint smirks in their eyes.
To this day, no one had ever caught their leader’s War Spear bare-handed and escaped unharmed.
