Chapter Nineteen: The Barbarian Elephant Gun Technique

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  The mighty elephant's roar thunders, its earth-shaking trumpet sound piercing through all obstacles, transmitting into everyone's ears.

  In the spiritual world of all, a green-scaled elephant stands tall and upright, emitting an aura of invincibility from head to toe. Although there is no spiritual oppression, it still makes everyone feel a kind of trembling from the depths of their soul.

  On the stone pedestal.

  The originally calm eyes of Zong Zhang Shi's Xuan suddenly burst forth with a brilliant blue light, this light was piercing to the extreme, in an instant, Chi Yan Qian Fu Chang only felt his whole body tighten up, that gaze seemed to penetrate through his soul, binding his entire body's strength, rendering him unable to move.

  What!

  Chi Yan's heart was greatly shocked, is this the strong man of the Tempering Bone Realm? Even if it was an unconscious aura emitted, he could hardly bear it. His physical body had a tendency to separate from his fighting spirit. He firmly believed that if Shi Zhuan targeted him, in that instant, he would be knocked back to his original form, his physical body and fighting spirit separating, his realm dropping, the Heavenly Sea of Qi re-sealing, returning to the Great Completion of Refining Blood stage.

  But in an instant, the divine light in Shi Zixuan's eyes was completely retracted, as if it had never appeared before, making Chi Yanqian doubt whether he had made a mistake. However, he vaguely knew that this was due to the huge gap between their realms, which was the gaze of lower life forms towards higher life forms.

  On the hundred-foot war platform.

  The red dragon slightly trembled, and at this moment, he felt that the opponent's brutal momentum seemed to solidify endlessly. No matter how hard he tried to flush it with his flame python momentum, it remained motionless. The spiritual world that was originally on the verge of collapse suddenly became as firm as gold soup, leaving him with a feeling of being unable to make a move.

  Rumble!

  At this moment, Xiao Yi made his move. His body was like a wild elephant, fiercely charging forward. His feet stomped on the battlefield, each step causing the earth to shake. The fierce aura and blood were like a raging fire, and the momentum of the wild elephant behind him also ran wildly, as if it had come to life. It even reached Xiao Yi's front, where the green elephant trunk rose up, like an iron whip swinging, fiercely lashing at the four-zhang-long flame python.

  The red dragon's mind stirred, the flame python let out a long hiss, and formed a solid snake array. The python's mouth was wide open, as if it had generated an invisible suction force that would swallow the green-scaled barbaric elephant into its belly. This change left the red dragon somewhat caught off guard, but he also vaguely understood something. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he took a step forward. His majestic blood surged upwards, and the sound of tidal waves echoed within his body.

  "Flaming Python Transforming Dragon Fist First Form, Flaming Python's Legacy!"

  He threw out a punch, as if an enormous dragon that was about to transform from a snake was lurking in ambush, suddenly breaking free from its slumber, revealing its massive body. A deep blue fist energy swept out, the 1.8 meters long fist energy condensed into a solid pillar, and vaguely transformed into a snake shape, although not very clear, but already had a rough outline.

  "It's indeed this style of fist!" Qianyuan Qianfu said in a deep voice, "Yan Huang Hua Long Fist. In that lost ancient battlefield back then, my Bloodstone Tribe obtained the Blood Refining Volume of the Barbaric Elephant Great Strength Manual, the Blackwind Tribe got the Accurate Soul Soldier, the Windtooth Tribe got three Heavenly Stage Bone Tempering Pills, and your Volcano Tribe also got a set of Accurate First-Class Soldier Manual. It seems that it's precisely this Yan Huang Hua Long Fist. This fist appears to be extraordinary, I'm afraid that even among the Accurate First-Class Soldier Manuals, it can rank among the top."

  Chi Yan Qian Fu smiled silently, indeed, the Flame Python Fist although not as good as the Barbarian Elephant Great Strength Technique as a first-class martial art, can be cultivated to the Fusion Soul Realm, from a long-term perspective, cultivating the Barbarian Elephant Great Strength Technique will eventually lead to a dead end.

  On the battlefield.

  Xiao Yi's expression was solemn, his body's blood and energy boiling, in the spiritual world, the shadow of his future self was extremely clear. The figure like a furnace punched out, merging flesh, battle energy, and spirit as one. This punch was majestic and sweeping, without any fancy moves, yet it represented the ultimate power of the human body.

  Boom!

  Xiao Yi's fist was thrown out, his figure faintly merged with his future self. In his mind, the divine aura of that punch kept emerging. At first, that wisp of aura was still very thin, even imperceptible. Until Xiao Yi's punch was completely thrown out, his temperament changed greatly in an instant. Others didn't feel anything, but on the stone platform, Shi Tai and the three thousand husbands suddenly tensed up, their pupils shrinking, their eyes revealing an unbelievable color.

  "Not true, it's just a formality, having form but no spirit, the real power is less than one in ten thousand."

  A moment later, Chi Yan Qian Fu Lang saw something and secretly let out a breath of relief. The opponent's will had not yet broken through to the ordinary peak realm, making it impossible for their essence, spirit, and body to merge as one. Now it seemed that the opponent might have been fortunate enough to witness or receive guidance from a strong cultivator who had achieved the Blood Refining Great Perfection, allowing them to grasp the form but not the spirit, which was far from reaching the corresponding realm. As for now, although this child had some unusual aspects, they couldn't change the outcome of the battle. The situation was already set in stone, and Chi Yan Qian Fu Lang couldn't think of any other moves his opponent could make to turn things around.

  Ouch!

  Fists and fist aura collided, producing a sound like the tolling of a great bell, as a terrifying pale energy wave spread out, and in an instant, a wild gust of wind was stirred up on the hundred-meter-wide battlefield.

  His fist energy was shattered, Xiao Yi retreated three steps in a row. Every step he took left a footmark one foot deep on the ground. After three steps, his body stopped moving, and his blood was churning, but it quickly calmed down.

  "What a pure and refined battle aura, yet it wasn't dispersed by my one punch." The Red Dragon took large strides forward, "However, since you withstood my one punch, your blood and energy are already in turmoil. How many more of my punches can you withstand?"

  Ouch!

  The red dragon took a step forward, as if changing shape and position, and suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Yi. His deep blue fist was crystal clear, with a fierce aura contained within. The air was compressed, emitting a low humming sound.

  "This is the second form of Yan Huang Sheng Long Fist, Yan Huang Spits the Pearl!"

  Xiao Yi's arm swept horizontally, and in an instant, his body was like a large bow, with his spine vibrating like a dragon. The Red Dragon's fist struck his arm, but it seemed to press on a resilient bowstring. The bow was full moon-like, and the immense power rebounded completely.

  Plop!

  There was a sound of a string breaking, and with this punch, Xiao Yi's body slightly shook. Chi Long was shocked and flew back several feet. As soon as he landed, his eyes emitted an astonishing glow, and he laughed loudly: "What a great move, transforming into a bow and using a person as an arrow! This is a technique that uses the opponent's method against them, but I couldn't have done it myself. However, everything can only be done once, and you've already revealed your secret, there's no mystery left to speak of."

  The red dragon was about to make another move, but saw Xiao Yi slowly pull out the broken gun from behind his back. As the broken gun came out of its scabbard inch by inch, a shocking sharp aura rose up, accompanied by a faint, almost imperceptible sound of an elephant's trumpet. This trumpet sound grew louder and louder, and by the time Xiao Yi had pulled out half of the broken gun, it was already majestic and powerful. The fierce elephant's momentum also responded in kind, looking up at the sky and letting out a long whistle. The invisible spiritual will spread out, and the flame python's momentum was instantly forced back.

  In the depths of his pupils, a solemn color revealed itself for the first time. Although Xiao Yi had not yet made a move, the Red Dragon had already sensed the crisis. That sharp aura had locked onto him, not in terms of spirit or willpower, but purely in terms of sharpness, and he could neither avoid nor escape it.

  At this moment, in Xiao Yi's body, the nineteen heavenly veins, the war gas condensed into a War Gas Elephant. The elephant stepped forward and ran on the nineteen heavenly tracks, its entire blood energy condensed to an extreme point. By now, Xiao Yi could no longer hold back, the power of the Elephant's Great Seal had reached its peak. Today's battle, although not as perilous as when facing the four great Wu Chang, held a special significance.

  In the cyan-black mountain wall, under the yellow land of the tribe, in that desolate tomb, there was a person watching him. Now for Xiao Yi, it's not just because he stood here, nor is it because he inherited the "Barbarian Elephant Great Power Technique". He had no attachment to this vast and majestic land; his only attachment was to the people on this yellow land.

  Xiao Yi made his move, and the broken spear drew a mysterious trajectory. The speed of this spear was not fast, but it seemed as heavy as a mountain, yet at first glance, it was extremely fast, with two completely different powers blending together.

  As the spear pierced through, the elephant's roar also reached its limit. In the eyes of the red dragon, it seemed as if a sleeping giant elephant suddenly woke up, and with a sudden flip of its body, the massive torso shook violently, shattering a mountain peak.

  Terrible!

  This shot was too shocking, even the Red Dragon was greatly surprised. He didn't expect that Xiao Yi could actually display such a powerful technique. That was no longer the power of the Blood Refining Great Completion, he could clearly feel that this shot's power was extremely condensed, all the battle energy was twisted into one strand, and the heavy oppressive feeling he had only felt from the four great thousand-man commanders in the tribe.

  This is the first style of the Barbarian Elephant Gun Technique, the Barbarian Elephant Flip. In this month, Xiao Yi moved the stone mirror every day to practice these three gun techniques with his future self. Even in a life-and-death struggle, he could barely use the first style freely, and the other two styles were still half-understood. The time was too short, and even if the stone mirror reversed the heavens, it couldn't help him fully master the three styles.

  Despite this, the power of these three forms of the Gun of the Barbarian Elephant was far beyond Xiao Yi's imagination, and even just the first form was extremely frightening.

  Under the war table.

  A desperate glint flashed in his eyes, and as the bullet landed in his eye, he knew that if he were to face this shot, even half of it, he would not be able to withstand it. The sharpness of the air alone was more than he could bear.

  "Barbaric Elephant Gun Technique!" Shi Hu Qian's mind was shaken, and then he burst out laughing, "Indeed, he has mastered this Barbaric Elephant Gun Technique! The Three Styles of Barbaric Elephant Gun Technique require at least twelve Heavenly Veins to be unblocked in order to cultivate it. Even when I broke through the rank of Wu Chang, I couldn't enter its gates, let alone grasp its form. Over the years, I've tried from time to time, but still can't get the hang of it. Who would have thought that he actually succeeded?"

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