Chapter 152 – Goldscale Dragon Tran

Chapter 152 – Goldscale Dragon Transforming Pellet

“No need to keep fighting.” Qin Wuyou walked over: “Even though you acted with mercy, Murong Yi’s injuries are still not light and he no longer has the energy to fight. This battle… Yun Che, you have won with an overwhelming victory.”

He had seen clearly that if Yun Che had not shown mercy in his third strike, the ferocity and matchless strength of that heavy sword would be enough to disperse the protection from his almost-depleted profound energy, and crush Murong Yi into a meat patty.

Yun Che stored the Overlord’s Colossal Sword away and did not speak any more as he stood there with a slight smile.

The entire stage had disappeared, turned into a pile of crumbling ruins. Every one of the surrounding disciples nearby had expressions of deep shock and disbelief written on their faces. When Qin Wuyou had proclaimed the outcome, not only did no one cheer loudly, there was actually only a field of deathly stillness.

A confrontation between a second ranker of the True Profound Realm and a ninth ranker of the True Profound Realm, the difference in profound strength in this battle was incomparably large. To everyone, the outcome of this battle had no suspense whatsoever; they had come today only to witness the splendor of Inner Palace disciples and watch the miserable ending of an arrogant disciple. They had mocked Yun Che for overestimating his own abilities, laughed at him for being stupid and idiotic. He had even been a source of laughter for discussions during leisure time; they mocked him in order to enjoy a feeling of intellectual and mental superiority…

Today, the shocking truth that had appeared in front of them told them that they simply lacked all qualifications to ridicule Yun Che. This person, which they had laughed at for several months, already stood at a height they could only dream of, looking down upon all of them. Thinking back to all of the glib ridicule addressed to Yun Che, many of the Outer Palace disciples flushed with embarrassment, and a few of the people that had just been shouting insults really wished they could find a hole and crawl into it.

Everyone looked at Yun Che blankly, their gazes never to have that contempt they showed before the match ever again; replacing it was a deep look of shock and reverence, which evolved into fanaticism and worship. To prevail over an opponent that surpassed him by seven levels and shake the entire stadium with one wave of the heavy sword; in their eyes, the current Yun Che appeared almost like a character from myths. Especially those three earth-shattering strikes, which were enough to leave everyone a lasting impression of shock.

“Too… too powerful! Before, I had actually ridiculed him continuously… Turns out I’m the most laughable one.”

“Ninth level of the True Profound Realm doesn’t count for much, I’ll be able to reach it one day too… but stepping across seven levels to defeat an opponent… This is true strength! I reckon I’ll never be able to accomplish this in my lifetime. This Junior Brother Yun is too… too frightening.”

ผลลัพธ์ (ไทย) 1:

บทที่ 152-Goldscale มังกรเปลี่ยนเม็ด"ไม่จำเป็นจะต้องสู้อีก" Wuyou ฉินเดินผ่าน: "ถึงแม้ว่าคุณได้ปฏิบัติ ด้วยความเมตตา บาดเจ็บ Murong Yi จะยังคงไม่เบา และไม่มีพลังงานในการต่อสู้ รบนี้... Che ยุน คุณชนะ ด้วยชัยชนะอย่างท่วมท้น"ฉันได้เห็นอย่างชัดเจนว่า ถ้ายุน Che มีไม่ showned เมตตาเขาตีสาม ความดุร้ายและความแรง [3] ของดาบที่หนักจะเพียงพอที่จะกระจายการป้องกันจากพลังงานของเขาเกือบหมด ลึกซึ้ง และบด Murong Yi เป็นเนื้อแพตตี้Che ยุนของขุนดาบไปมหึมาที่เก็บไว้ และไม่ได้พูดขึ้นขณะที่ผมยืนอยู่มี ด้วยรอยยิ้มเล็กน้อยขั้นตอนทั้งหมดหายไป กลายเป็นกองซากปรักหักพังบี้ ทุกคนในบริเวณใกล้เคียงโดยรอบลึกกระแทกและศรัทธามีลูกศิษย์ของนิพจน์ที่เขียนลงบนใบหน้า เมื่อฉิน Wuyou ได้ประกาศผล ไม่เพียงแต่ไม่ได้ไม่มีใครเชียร์เป็นเสียงดัง มีจริงเท่านั้นในฟิลด์กับ ๖๐A confrontation between a second ranker of the True Profound Realm and a ninth ranker of the True Profound Realm, the difference in profound strength in this battle was incomparably large. To everyone, the outcome of this battle had no suspense whatsoever; they had come today only to witness the splendor of Inner Palace disciples and watch the miserable ending of an arrogant disciple. They had mocked Yun Che for overestimating his own abilities, laughed at him for being stupid and idiotic. He had even been a source of laughter for discussions during leisure time; they mocked him in order to enjoy a feeling of intellectual and mental superiority…Today, the shocking truth that had appeared in front of them told them that they simply lacked all qualifications to ridicule Yun Che. This person, which they had laughed at for several months, already stood at a height they could only dream of, looking down upon all of them. Thinking back to all of the glib ridicule addressed to Yun Che, many of the Outer Palace disciples flushed with embarrassment, and a few of the people that had just been shouting insults really wished they could find a hole and crawl into it.Everyone looked at Yun Che blankly, their gazes never to have that contempt they showed before the match ever again; replacing it was a deep look of shock and reverence, which evolved into fanaticism and worship. To prevail over an opponent that surpassed him by seven levels and shake the entire stadium with one wave of the heavy sword; in their eyes, the current Yun Che appeared almost like a character from myths. Especially those three earth-shattering strikes, which were enough to leave everyone a lasting impression of shock.“Too… too powerful! Before, I had actually ridiculed him continuously… Turns out I’m the most laughable one.”“Ninth level of the True Profound Realm doesn’t count for much, I’ll be able to reach it one day too… but stepping across seven levels to defeat an opponent… This is true strength! I reckon I’ll never be able to accomplish this in my lifetime. This Junior Brother Yun is too… too frightening.”