AWB Chapter 285: Fighting the Blue Dragon
Chapter 285: Fighting the Blue Dragon
His speed also became slow, and every movement was like struggling in thick mud. His former lightning-fast skills disappeared; even his reaction ability was greatly damaged, and his thinking seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog, becoming dull and fuzzy.
The ice that had frozen Wu Geng tightly began to crack under the light of the "True Dark Hell". The cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, and the ice became fragile. The golden boxing gloves on Wu Geng once again shone with dazzling light and began to spin violently. Every rotation brought a strong airflow, and the power on the boxing gloves continued to accumulate.
He seized the opportunity and punched the ice with all his strength. The punch collided with the ice, making a deafening roar. The ice was instantly broken into countless crystal fragments, which flew in all directions. Each fragment refracted colorful light in the sunlight, like a gorgeous rain of light.
Lan Long saw Wu Geng break through the ice, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes. He held the Ice Soul Dragon Blade and the Water Dragon Sword, and rushed towards Wu Geng like a ghost, slashing at Wu Geng with his sword and knife with a cold light. Wu Geng showed no fear, he shouted loudly, and punched Lan Long's sword and knife.
The moment the fist and the sword collided, a strong energy wave erupted, and circles of energy ripples visible to the naked eye spread out in all directions. Wherever they went, the ground was shattered and a cloud of dust was raised. This force seemed to tear the surrounding space apart, so strong that it was frightening. For a moment, the strength of both sides was equal, and they were deadlocked there. The cold light on the sword and the golden light on the boxing gloves intertwined and collided with each other, splashing a brilliant spark.
However, this stalemate did not last long. After all, both sides were exhausted in this high-intensity confrontation. In the end, the blue dragon seemed to be rebounded by a powerful force. The whole person flew backwards, drew a long arc in the air, and retreated ten feet before stabilizing his body. After he landed, his feet plowed two deep grooves on the ground before he barely stopped.
Wu Geng was also knocked back by the reaction force. His body flew backwards like a cannonball, and he somersaulted several times in the air before landing heavily on the ground. He slid back twenty feet before stopping. He knelt on one knee, supported the ground with one hand, and breathed heavily, but the fire of battle was still burning in his eyes.
After Lan Long stabilized his body, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes became more fierce, "Wu Geng, don't think you can defeat me like this, I have more powerful tricks." Wu Geng sneered, "Hmph, come on, today it's either you or me!"
The blue dragon snorted coldly, holding the weapons tightly with both hands, muttering something, and strange lights began to flash on the Ice Soul Dragon Blade and Water Dragon Sword. The ice-blue light on the Ice Soul Dragon Blade became more and more intense, as if it absorbed the severe cold of the entire polar region. A trace of cold air emanated from the sword, and the surrounding air quickly condensed into tiny ice crystals, as if a white snow had fallen.
The Water Dragon Roar Sword was shining brightly, and water-blue lines appeared around the sword. These lines seemed to be swimming with life. As the light grew stronger, the Water Dragon Roar Sword emitted bursts of low dragon roars, as if a water dragon that had been sleeping for a thousand years was about to wake up.
Seeing this, Wu Geng did not dare to slack off. He slowly stood up, and the golden boxing gloves on his body shone brightly, like a burning flame. The light on the boxing gloves became even hotter, as if it was going to melt the surrounding ice and snow.
At the same time, he mobilized the colorless power in his body and opened the door to the dark prison. In an instant, a dazzling white light bloomed around him, like an indestructible shield, weakening the approaching people and moves. This seemingly weak white light actually contained endless mysterious power, as if it could resist any attack.
The blue dragon shouted loudly: "Ice Soul shatters stars, Water Dragon swallows the sky!" As he shouted, the Ice Soul Dragon Blade swung out violently, and a huge ice-blue sword energy shot towards Wu Geng like a meteor. Wherever the sword energy passed, the space was frozen, leaving a long ice mark.
At the same time, the Water Dragon Sword also released a huge water dragon. The water dragon opened its bloody mouth and pounced towards Wu Geng with overwhelming force. Its body continued to grow larger during the flight, and every dragon scale flashed with cold light, as if it wanted to swallow Wu Geng whole.
Wu Geng's eyes condensed, and he stomped his feet on the ground, and rushed towards the blue dragon like an arrow. He waved his fist and shouted: "Golden Fury!" This punch contained his anger, tenacity and desire for victory. The fist wind whistled and collided with the oncoming ice-blue sword energy and water dragon.
In an instant, a deafening roar sounded between heaven and earth, the light shone, and the energy wave spread out in all directions like a raging tsunami. Wu Geng's boxing gloves, the ice-blue sword energy, and the water dragon were deadlocked in mid-air, and the powerful forces competed with each other. The surrounding rocks were shattered, and crystal fragments were raised all over the sky.
After a long and intense stalemate, the battlefield was in a mess. Wu Geng was like a stone blown away by a strong wind, and was pushed back hundreds of feet. His body dragged a deep mark on the ground, and the sand and stones along the way were dyed red. He was covered with scars, and those wounds were crisscrossed. Blood kept oozing out of the wounds, flowing down his body, dripping onto the ground, and gathering into a small pool of blood.
If it weren't for the magical effect of the Water God Armor on his body, his current situation would have been even more difficult.
Lan Long was also injured, but compared to Wu Geng, his injuries were indeed much better. There was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, which was caused by Wu Geng's power. There were several shallow wounds on his arms and chest, and although they were bleeding, they were not as serious as Wu Geng's.
He was breathing heavily, with complex lights flashing in his eyes, showing surprise at Wu Geng's tenacious resistance and anger at himself for not being able to win quickly.
Lan Long looked at Wu Geng who was struggling to stand up in the distance, with a mocking smile on his face, "So, you could still boast before that you could defeat me when I only used 60% of my combat power, but now, facing me fighting at my full strength, you have no way out!" His voice echoed on the battlefield with a kind of condescending arrogance.
Wu Geng endured the severe pain in his body and slowly stood up. His legs were trembling slightly, but his spine was straight, like a pine tree that remained tenacious in the storm.