8mi Chapter 419: Isn't that underestimating my senior brother of the Chan Sect?
Chapter 419: Isn't that underestimating my senior brother of the Chan Sect?
Then, Yuanshi Tianzun glanced at Tongtian Jiaozhu standing to the side and said in a cold voice:
"Junior Brother Tongtian, your disciple is seriously underestimating my senior brother from the Chan Sect!"
"To think you can achieve anything by wielding a mere Dragon-Binding Rope is somewhat delusional!"
Upon hearing what Yuanshi Tianzun said, Tongtian Jiaozhu smiled coldly and replied:
"Senior Brother Yuanshi, this battle of magic has only just begun."
"It is still unknown who will win and who will lose."
Yuanshi Tianzun remained indifferent, not taking Tongtian Jiaozhu's words to heart.
In his view, his eldest disciple, the Antarctic Immortal, had already advanced to the Quasi-Saint level long ago.
In terms of the depth of his foundation as a Quasi-Saint, he far surpasses the likes of Zhao Gongming.
Seeing that Yuanshi Tianzun did not answer, Tongtian Jiaozhu turned his head and then his gaze fell on the Dao Discussion Platform.
At this moment, on the stage.
Zhao Gongming held the Dragon-Binding Rope in his hand, his expression slightly solemn.
"This Antarctic Immortal entered the Quasi-Saint realm countless years before me."
"Putting everything else aside, the sheer power of its quasi-saintly magic is something I can't compare to!"
Just as Zhao Gongming was pondering this in his heart, the Antarctic Immortal looked at him with a cold gaze and said mockingly:
"Junior Brother Gongming."
"You haven't been a Quasi-Saint for very long."
"I'm afraid they haven't even figured out how to use the power of a quasi-saint yet?"
"A single Dragon-Binding Rope is far from enough!"
As he spoke, the Antarctic Immortal smiled smugly, looking quite arrogant.
"snort!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Gongming's face darkened, and he coldly snorted:
"Watch out for the whip!"
After saying that, Zhao Gongming casually flicked his wrist, and a divine whip immediately appeared in his hand.
"boom!"
The next moment, a golden divine whip struck straight down towards the Antarctic Immortal, its divine light flashing like lightning.
Seeing this, the Antarctic Immortal remained calm and composed, his indifferent expression suggesting that he didn't take Zhao Gongming's divine whip seriously at all.
Just as the golden divine whip was about to strike, the Antarctic Immortal suddenly raised his hand, holding the coiled dragon cane in his hand, and pointed it directly at the golden divine whip.
"boom……"
Unconsciously, a vast magical power surged forth from the dragon-carved staff, and then struck the golden divine whip that Zhao Gongming had unleashed.
"Bang!"
A deafening roar resounded.
The golden light emanating from the divine whip shattered and crumbled under the bombardment of that magical power.
"clang!"
Immediately following, a crisp clang of metal rang out.
Upon closer inspection, the golden divine whip had been knocked back along the same path.
Zhao Gongming casually waved his hand and took the golden divine whip that had fallen back into his hand.
Little did they know that the golden divine whip still contained remnants of the Antarctic Immortal's magical power.
Caught off guard, Zhao Gongming was thrown backwards, retreating a considerable distance before regaining his footing.
Seeing this scene, all the disciples watching from below the stage were deeply shocked.
The disciples of the Chan Sect, in particular, were initially shocked upon seeing this, but then erupted into a thunderous roar of cheers:
"So strong!"
"Senior Brother is amazing!"
"Zhao Gongming used both the Dragon-Binding Rope and the Divine Whip, but he couldn't budge the eldest brother at all!"
"This is the true power of a quasi-saint!"
"Zhao Gongming has only recently been promoted to Quasi-Saint; what makes him comparable to our Senior Brother?"
"I believe the outcome of this battle between quasi-saints is already decided; our Chan Sect will surely prevail!"
"..."
The disciples of the Chan sect were overjoyed.
It was obvious to everyone that Zhao Gongming's foundation as a quasi-saint was completely incomparable to that of the Antarctic Immortal.
Compared to the excitement of the Chan Sect members, the Jie Sect disciples looked gloomy.
"How could that be?"
"Is this Antarctic Immortal really that powerful?"
"My elder brother unleashed two magical treasures in succession, yet they were utterly ineffective against him!"
Yunxiao said with a look of surprise and doubt.
Qiongxiao and Bixiao, standing to the side, looked on with worry.
Everyone could see that the Antarctic Immortal was indeed very powerful.
"snort!"
"Isn't it just because he advanced to Quasi-Saint a few years earlier?"
"What's so great about it!"
"With my brother's talent and aptitude, he'll surpass him sooner or later!"
Bixiao pouted and said with a resentful look.
The other disciples of the Jie Sect all wore solemn expressions, and unease began to rise in their hearts:
"It seems that Zhao Gongming really is no match for the Old Man of the South Pole!"
"So, in this battle at the Quasi-Saint level, our Jie Sect is going to lose to the Chan Sect?"
"If Zhao Gongming is defeated, then the Chan Sect will win the championship in this Seven Peaks Tournament."
"I really don't understand why Master chose Zhao Gongming to participate in the Quasi-Saint level battle. Senior Brother Duobao has been a Quasi-Saint for countless years; he should be the one to take the stage!"
"..."
Many disciples of the Jie Sect sighed inwardly.
Many people were puzzled as to why the Tongtian Sect Leader chose Zhao Gongming to represent the Jie Sect in a battle at the Quasi-Saint level.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng glanced at him slightly and whispered:
"This Antarctic Immortal is indeed very strong at the Quasi-Saint level."
"But Master still has some methods he hasn't used yet."
"That doesn't necessarily mean we can't win!"
Thinking it over, Chen Changsheng's gaze sharpened, and he looked straight at the Dao Discussion Platform.
At this moment, after Zhao Gongming steadied himself, his expression became even more solemn.
He had used both the Dragon-Binding Rope and the Divine Whip, but he could do nothing to the Antarctic Immortal.
"Wow, that's really... impressive!"
Zhao Gongming sighed inwardly.
Just then, the Antarctic Immortal glanced at himself, his eyes filled with contempt and disdain, and said with a smile:
"Junior Brother Gongming."
"Bring on whatever other tricks you have up your sleeve!"
"Otherwise, by the time I, your senior brother, make my move, you might not have a chance."
Upon hearing what the Antarctic Immortal said, Zhao Gongming couldn't help but burst into laughter:
"Hahaha!"
"Brother Antarctic, you're really confident!"
"Then... try taking another lash from my whip!"
After saying this, Zhao Gongming did not wait for the Antarctic Immortal to reply. He leaped up and arrived in the void above the Dao Discussion Platform.
After landing in mid-air, he had a thought, and the vast and boundless quasi-saint power within his body surged forth, directly plunging into the divine whip that Zhao Gongming held high.
"boom!"
In an instant, the entire divine whip burst forth with an incomparably dazzling golden light.
Then, Zhao Gongming didn't hesitate and lashed out with his whip.
When this divine whip struck down, it changed the very color of heaven and earth, and eclipsed the sun and moon.
On the entire Dao Discussion Platform, only a golden whip shadow that stretched across the sky remained, crashing down towards the Antarctic Immortal with unstoppable force.
"Um?"
Upon sensing the power of Zhao Gongming's whip, the contemptuous smile on the face of the Antarctic Immortal vanished instantly, replaced by a solemn expression.