My Pretty Campus Queen-Chapter 935 - 933: Using Breaking Force Again

After two rounds, Fang Dali realized that Chen Tianlong couldn’t win against him at all; his moves were merely novel. Once he exhausted his moves, all that was left was for him to surrender.

Hearing this, Chen Tianlong’s eyes flickered; clearly, Fang Dali had fallen into the trap, and earlier, Fang Dali made a mistake by inadvertently revealing his own weakness.

The reason Chen Tianlong hadn’t inflicted more serious harm on him was that he was only using Profound Dao strength to attack, so no matter how powerful the Martial Technique was, it was ineffective.

Chen Tianlong chuckled secretly, thinking, "This idiot just sealed his own fate."

"I don’t believe I can’t hurt you! Take another move!" Chen Tianlong pretended to be anxious, still suppressing his strength, and began swinging his fists forward.

Seeing this, Fang Dali burst into laughter, thinking that Chen Tianlong must have lost his composure, so he didn’t pay much attention either. He directly pushed his Heart Method to the extreme, intending to take down Chen Tianlong with one move.

Fang Dali thought that with this punch, Chen Tianlong would be finished, and the fight should be over.

However, Hao Shuai felt something was amiss. The two had been adversaries for too long, and they knew each other well. With Chen Tianlong’s personality, he would never do something so reckless. Even if he didn’t mind losing his life, would he really abandon the five thousand soldiers behind him?

Just as Hao Shuai was about to warn Fang Dali, Fang Dali had already charged forward, leaving him speechless.

Chen Tianlong sneered coldly, revealing three silver needles on the back of his hand.

"Powerful Qi shield, huh? Think that’s impressive? Let me show you my Breaking Force!"

After some internal musings, Chen Tianlong deliberately activated the second layer of the Nine Yang Celestial Dragon Technique. Although the third layer is an overlay of the first two layers, running the second layer alone made Breaking Force stronger, as adding more elements would only confuse and weaken it.

Breaking Force was unleashed!

Immediately, the three silver needles in Chen Tianlong’s hand shot out; this was the first upgraded version of the Soul-Stealing Three Needles, a formidable attack.

The Qi Array of silver needles, the size of a bowl, sped rapidly towards Fang Dali.

In this formation, unless the opponent immediately lay flat on the ground, it would be nearly impossible to dodge due to the wide range of the attack. Unless you are a Celestial Dao expert capable of jumping dozens of meters, there’s little chance of escape.

Fang Dali was too arrogant; he believed Chen Tianlong’s Hidden Weapon Technique, although exquisite, would have no effect on his Powerful Qi shield, so he continued barreling forward, swatting the needles aside.

"Bang bang bang..."

However, Fang Dali suddenly felt something was wrong; the Qi shield covering various parts of his body had unexpectedly been pierced by the silver needles. What was happening?

Just as he was surprised, Chen Tianlong’s Flaming Frenzy Dragon Fist, fifth move, was already upon him.

There was no choice; he quickly crossed his arms in front of his chest to block.

"Boom!"

A fierce fire-attribute attack sent Fang Dali flying. When the Powerful Qi was broken, being struck by an equally ranked martial expert using a high-power Martial Technique was devastating.

Moreover, Chen Tianlong’s Martial Technique carried a fire attribute, while Fang Dali’s Cultivation Technique was inclined towards an ice attribute, making the pain from the fire attack even more excruciating.

"Pfft!"

Fang Dali finally spat blood; it was the first time in Ice City that he’d been beaten to the point of coughing blood, and why, earlier, was Chen Tianlong’s strength at Profound Dao first star? What was going on?

Watching Fang Dali’s mouth agape, Chen Tianlong swiftly walked over and lifted his leg: "Thank you for the reminder; now enjoy my Martial God Strong Kick!"

As soon as he spoke, Chen Tianlong’s Martial God Strong Kick was unleashed, and Fang Dali, who was just injured, couldn’t dodge and had to brace himself.

"Boom!"

Another loud noise rang out as Fang Dali slid five or six meters on the ground before stopping. He realized that Chen Tianlong had broken his arms, leaving him heavily injured and unable to stand.

"Damn it, you dared to trick me!" Fang Dali realized he’d been played by Chen Tianlong; otherwise, with his near-Profound Dao two-star strength, how could he have been easily taken down by Chen Tianlong?

"All’s fair in war!"

Chen Tianlong smirked playfully, executed a Ghost Shadow Flash, and stepped onto Fang Dali’s chest. Originally, he wanted to end this man’s life, because thanks to him, over ten thousand of Ice Hall’s comrades had perished.

Thinking it over, Chen Tianlong realized he wasn’t from the Three Cities. Killing Fang Dali might attract the Fang Family’s wrath. So, Chen Tianlong pulled out two silver needles and tossed them at the prone Fang Dali.

Hao Shuai noticed something was wrong and hastily organized the army for an attack, but then suddenly saw Chen Tianlong grab Fang Dali and walk forward.

"Ice City army, listen up! Your commander, Fang Dali, is now in my hands. If you know what’s good for you, retreat immediately, or I’ll kill him," Chen Tianlong shouted at the army, holding Fang Dali.

Upon seeing this, Lin Jun and his team shouted, "General Chen is mighty!"

"General Chen is mighty!"

Ice Hall’s troops echoed in unison.

At this moment, the twenty thousand troops inside Ice City saw the change in the situation, opened the city gates, and began to charge out mightily.

North City troops witnessed this and were terrified. Hao Shuai knew the situation was dire. Though they had an advantage with fifty thousand troops, with their leader captured, morale was shattered, and they lacked the will to fight.

He ordered a retreat to regroup later.

Watching the North City troops retreat, Chen Tianlong took Fang Dali back to Ice Hall.

"Slap slap slap..."

There was a series of slaps, the sound of Bing Ruxue striking Fang Dali’s face. In this battle, Ice Hall lost countless lives, nearly ten thousand sisters, with several thousand wounded. Such a price was beyond what Fang Dali could compensate.

"Fang Dali, do you realize your mistake? A thousand deaths would not suffice." Bing Ruxue desperately wanted to execute this man herself, but what good would it do? Likewise, it was pointless.

"Haha, the victors rule, the fallen are despised. In this world of cultivation, what mercy can be spoken of? If you were in my hands, you wouldn’t be saying this," Fang Dali boasted shamelessly.

"Is that so?" Bing Ruxue sneered coldly, a wave of cold condensed in her hand, suddenly hitting Fang Dali’s back with a palm.

"Pfft!"

Once more, Fang Dali spat blood, but this time it seemed different. He felt his body slowly turning cold and shivering more intensely: "You... vile woman, what did you do to me?"

"Nothing much. You used to love attacking when my Cold Poison plagued me, so now I’ve planted a chill in you to let you taste my suffering."

The rage within Bing Ruxue unknown how to vent, she could only release it through this strike.

"Hall Master, kill him! He caused the deaths of so many of our sisters!" the previously quiet Matchmaker spoke up.

"No need; he’s already a cripple with all meridians severed, and now infected with my cold. Even if he survives, it will be painful, so there’s no need to kill him," Bing Ruxue replied calmly.