X-Dragon Era-Chapter 583 - s Golden Sword Torrent_3
All three of them were not that sort of super handsome young pretty faces, but they were all very handsome, each possessing a resolute facial feature, very distinctive and full of character. Just one glance could make you unable to shift your gaze away; it was the sort of charisma that only super idols possess. Coupled with their dragons as a backdrop, it was enough to make every young girl go wild.
Of course, their exceptional qualities were tied to their backgrounds. Xin Yun hardly needed mentioning; this thrice reincarnated old soul didn't need to feign depth to be truly profound, nor did he need to affect world-weariness to truly embody it. His handsome yet resolute countenance, deep and world-weary eyes, all converged into an unrivaled super idol package!
As for Ming Xuan, there was even less to say. Despite his youth, he had experienced far too much, having lived at the bottom of society for an extended period, he had faced virtually every kind of hardship. Without any affectation, a melancholic air naturally emanated from his demeanor, making one feel a deep compassion for him at first sight.
Finally, there was Po Kong, the direct heir of the premier family of the time. From an early age, he had been under the systematic education of his family. Every action, every word, was filled with captivating charm. If it wasn't so, how could he convince others? And when he eventually became the family head, how could he ensure everyone's faith in him?
The most attractive aspect of Po Kong was the noble aura that came from being steeped in riches and power, along with his confidence, stubbornness, and the mischievous smile that occasionally played across his lips—an absolute charmer of females, from three-year-old girls to eighty-year-old women, no female could escape his devilish snare.
Three such outstanding individuals, three magnificent and powerful dragons, stopped right there in the arena, making it impossible for anyone to not go nuts for them, to not shout themselves hoarse in support, without a second thought for the consequences.
Listening to tide-like cheers from the stands, the instructor's voice became impassioned as he loudly announced, "Now, let me introduce the members of the Fantasy Dream Team to everyone! They are the team captain, Xin Yun, a Crystal Five-Star piloting the Water Series Responding Dragon, and just the same, a Crystal Five-Star, Po Kong, of Mountain Sea Academy's Head of the Institute, piloting the Emperor Sword Dragon! And the Gold Ten-Star, Ming Xuan, piloting the Peacock Dragon!"
"Wow!" As the instructor finished introducing them, the arena erupted again in earth-shattering cheers, which continued for so long that when the instructor went on to introduce the opposing team, absolutely no one could hear him clearly.
With a smile whilst looking at the cheering crowd around him, Xin Yun turned his head to look at Po Kong who was not far away and pointed at the opposing team, saying, "How about it, you pick one first!"
In response to Xin Yun's invitation, Po Kong smiled proudly and said, "No need to pick, whoever it is will do, how about it?"
Nodding in agreement, Xin Yun turned his head back and addressed Ming Xuan, "Pay attention, from now on, it will always be like this, each of us will face our own opponent, that is the target, understood?" Upon hearing Xin Yun's words, Ming Xuan extended both hands, giving a thumbs up to indicate that he got it and understood completely.
After everything was in order, Xin Yun took a deep breath, and at the same time, the referee's voice rang out, "Alright, both sides pay attention, starting the ten-second countdown! Ten... nine... eight..."
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As the countdown began, all three of them moved simultaneously, with Po Kong being the quickest off the mark. Beneath him, the Emperor Sword Dragon began radiating a myriad of golden light, and under the illumination of this golden radiance, the Emperor Sword Dragon slowly spun around, jetting out golden Treasure Swords from its various vents—note...these were not energy-shaped sword forms, but real, fully materialized metal swords!
"Clang clang clang..." Amidst the dense clanging sounds, one after another golden Treasure Sword each one meter long and three fingers wide emerged from the Emperor Sword Dragon's body, and upon appearing, they immediately began orbiting around the Emperor Sword Dragon.
Nine... ninety-nine... nine hundred and ninety-nine… nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine swords! Looking out, the densely packed golden Treasure Swords, shining with splendid light, completely surrounded the Emperor Sword Dragon in the middle, presenting a spectacle so magnificent that it took everyone's breath away, leaving them speechless.
"Sigh..." Witnessing this scene, Xin Yun and Ming Xuan both sighed in unison. No doubt about it, Po Kong was getting serious with this move. Clearly, he didn't take Xin Yun's challenge as a joke but seriously committed to it with full effort, which was both a statement to himself and a show of respect for Xin Yun and Ming Xuan!
Under the gaze of Xin Yun and Ming Xuan, the speed of the 9999 golden swords' rotation increased from slow to fast. Along with the countdown, they spun faster and faster, until the end...the swords moving through the air even emitted a chilling wail!
It was easy to imagine, once the referee declared the start of the match, those 9999 golden Treasure Swords would instantly unite into a Golden Sword Torrent, rushing towards the opponent, and facing the concentrated attack of nearly ten thousand swords, how many could withstand it? It could be said...once the match began, the outcome would be decided in the blink of an eye.
Facing Po Kong's move, an immense pressure descended upon the shoulders of Xin Yun and Ming Xuan. In fact... the reason Xin Yun had suggested this proposal was to put pressure on himself. With pressure comes motivation, and only by creating a tense environment for oneself, could one rapidly enhance one's strengths and bring all one's abilities into play.
