Unstoppable Crushing: Starting from Adding Points in Dreams-Chapter 240 - 151 Grandmaster and Mechanical Martial

Boom!!!

The wide square was filled with a violent, muted explosion that echoed through heaven and earth.

The figure dressed in blue robes, meant to severely harm the Giant Elephant Master with one hit, was sent flying, plowing two long tracks on the ground.

The sudden and unexpected change shocked the crowd; they stared in horror at the figure that had appeared.

Dressed in dark green, with Golden Armor covering parts like chest, abdomen, shoulders, and elbows.

It was as if the fierce Single Horn, wrapped in Golden Patterns, was that of a beetle, with Blood Wings spreading out from the back, turning into streaks of crimson patterns.

"It’s a Transformed Person!"

"A Golden Steel Level Transformed Person!"

The crowd exclaimed incessantly, and a True Intent Master amongst the main spectators stood up with a clap, filled with surprise and uncertainty.

This included the local council members of Yue City and their Silver Steel Level guards, all with pupils shrinking and faces slightly changing color.

The Giant Elephant Master looked alert, disregarding the help from the other party and instead hurriedly retreating, fixing his gaze on Chen Feng.

"You..."

Just as he was about to speak.

Swoosh!!!

A violentwhoosh of air sounded, as a shadow from high above rapidly descended, seeming to suppress the heavens as it plunged straight toward Lu Xinglong.

The crowd was startled, but then...

The Flying Dragon Master, who was facing off against the Whale Flow Master, had a glint in his eye.

Hum!!!

The hatch of the flying craft opened, and a blue metallic long sword flew out of it.

In an instant, a powerful magnetic field erupted, with the middle-aged man floating in mid-air on his personal flying device.

"Stop it now!!"

As the cold shout reverberated, the blue metallic long sword suddenly burst into dazzling blue light.

Hum!!!

A Flying Dragon emerged from the evolved magnetic field, seven meters in size.

Wrapped by the magnetic field like the Core, the Flying Dragon soared into the sky, and the Force Field erupted.

Boom!!!

An air wave exploded in mid-air, all drones shattered on impact, debris falling straight down, off the cliff.

Stone Wings flapped, whipping up a fierce wind.

Thousands of spectators around the fight arena looked up to see a three-meter-tall stone statue colliding with the Flying Dragon’s magnetic field in mid-air.

Completely ash-grey in color, it looked like it was carved from a huge boulder.

Golden Patterns shined on its chest, abdomen, and arm joints, seemingly transforming into a set of golden armor that protected it.

The Dancing Claw of the Flying Dragon, the Bombardment Punch of the Giant Statue.

The two intertwined in combat in an instant, causing the expressions of the crowd below to change again. ƒreewebɳovel.com

"A Master Level Mechanical Warrior!"

The Whale Flow Master’s expression darkened slightly, wholly unprepared for the Flying Dragon Style to possess such a heritage.

With an expressionless face, the Flying Dragon Master looked on, as Lu Xinglong, who had been sneak attacked and pushed back, steadied his stance, flicking the dust off his blue robe.

His complexion rosy as ever, he seemed to have sustained no injuries.

His gaze calm and profound, he withdrew his eyes from the ash-grey Giant Statue in mid-air.

He met eyes squarely, looking toward Chen Feng.

"He’s here, I’m not surprised."

How could they not have foreseen a Golden Steel Level Biological Transformation Person?

But...

"Who, then, are you?"

The atmosphere was silent, with eyes intently staring.

The bald Giant Elephant Master caught on, and on Chen Feng’s hand, a Dark Gold Growth took shape, a broad Golden Sword firmly grasped in his hand.

Without answering, he just looked at the Giant Elephant Master.

"I will only help you this once."

The synthesized electronic voice hit the ground.

Swoosh!!!

With a vibration of the Blood Wings, he had vanished from his original spot.

Air formed a straight line of vapor, as the broad long sword swung down, its Dark Gold color tearing through the sky.

With his gaze focused, Lu Xinglong concentrated blue Power on his body.

Boom!!

The bricks under their feet disintegrated on the spot, releasing more than thirty tons of collision force that ravaged the ground.

With a slight flicker of his crimson eyes, Chen Feng clearly saw his opponent’s palm striking the side of the Steel Bones long sword.

The strike missed its mark, but he did not hesitate.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh!

His arms swung in succession, a shadow of sword light.

Even without Swordsmanship, under the outbreak of tremendous Strength,

It was Swordsmanship!!

Boom boom boom boom boom!!

In an instant, a series of continuous sounds erupted, the crowd could only see a blur of Dark Gold and blue, clashing where they stood.

Seeing the clue, the Giant Elephant Master on the side bit his teeth, immediately stamping the ground and charging forward.

That mid-air Transformed Person was clearly related to the Flame Tiger Sect, and the person before him was no doubt the same.

Today, the Giant Elephant Sect could not afford a defeat, so if that was the case...

"Giant Statue Shock Style!"

A bellow swept through, the sound of an elephant resonating.

The True Skill Giant Elephant, in shades of deep grey, solidified and shot out, its massive trunk merging with the Giant Elephant Master’s striking arm.

The air solidified, and vapor blasted out cone-shaped on both sides.

Everyone present felt the ground shake, their eardrums hurt, and their hearts trembled.

Boom!!!

The next second, fist met palm.

The ground cracked again, and Lu Xinglong’s legs sank into it.

One hand gripped a sword, and the other hand received a fist.

In his fluttering blue robe, his long hair whipping about.

Far from any trace of fear, on the contrary, excitement could be seen in his expression.

"Flying Dragon - Water Dragon Roar!"

Hum!!!

Thick, rotating blue light erupted, and a brilliant burst of Power filled one’s vision.

In a flash, two Flying Dragon Illusions appeared behind him, dragon whiskers fluttering, pupils cold.

Advanced Power techniques brought an enormous burst of force.

Like they were real, the two Flying Dragon Illusions moved forward to the left and right, forcing Chen Feng and the Giant Elephant Master to retreat together, sliding back more than ten meters.

Crack.

Stone tiles shattered, blood spilled.

The Giant Elephant Master’s face turned sour, wiping the corner of his mouth.

Equal as Masters, there was still a gap.

This included both personal reasons and differences between schools.

The Flying Dragon Style had long been a top sect, producing many Masters.

Rich in heritage, with numerous True Skills.

In contrast, the Giant Elephant Sect had risen because of him alone, lacking in heritage and methods.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding crowd had various expressions, some shocked, some complex.

Especially the other disciples of the Giant Elephant Sect, who clenched their fists tighter, feeling both ashamed and burdened.

"Uncle Master..."

Zhang Tai’s face was pale, while Zheng Shan and Pang Kui beside him looked serious and silent.