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Chapter 392: Wishful Thinking
🕑 Added 2024-10-07 06:54:03 +0000 UTCThe bald marquis, who had arrogantly taunted, now had wisps of smoke rising from his face after being directly hit by the light soul cannon. His whole demeanor was dazed and bewildered.
"It actually hit him!" The Blood Spirit Valley elder, who was fighting nearby, couldn't help but chuckle.
On the battleship, Lin Qian's face showed a mocking smile as he coldly spat out two words: "Idiot!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
At the same time, the soul cannons on the side of the battleship fired one after another, creating a spectacular display of light as they accurately struck the marquises and generals of the Qin Dynasty.
In fact, to the elders of the three allied forces, it didn’t seem as though the giant battleship from the Huaxia Empire was hitting the enemy. Rather, it looked more like the marquises and generals of the Qin Dynasty were deliberately throwing themselves into the path of the colorful soul beams.
Each time, just as they were preparing to attack or dodge, they would unexpectedly charge right into the soul beams.
If it had happened once or twice, it could be chalked up to coincidence. But when all of the Qin Dynasty's awakened experts behaved this way, coincidence no longer explained it.
If someone could enter the core of Lin Qian's battleship, they would be amazed to find a tactical array hub inside, with over 2,000 scholars analyzing the battlefield.
These scholars were observing the habits of the Qin Dynasty's marquises and generals, predicting their movements based on the ebb and flow of battle. They calculated whether the enemy would advance or retreat, estimating their speed and direction.
After precise analysis, the scholars coordinated with the battleship's soul cannons, firing in advance at the predicted positions of the marquises and generals.
If their predictions were correct, the Qin Dynasty's forces would essentially walk right into the soul beams.
As for the laughing marquis, there was no need for predictions. He was too busy taunting to move, so they didn’t even have to calculate.
The power of the light soul cannons couldn’t inflict serious harm on the marquises and generals, but the hits still caused significant disruption, hindering their movements and leaving them vulnerable.
With the support of the battleship’s soul cannons, the elders from the three allied forces felt the pressure on them ease significantly.
Many of the Qin Dynasty's marquises and generals grew increasingly frustrated. The precision of the battleship's soul cannons was terrifying, as if the Huaxia forces knew their every move in advance, constantly anticipating and countering them.
But the soul cannons alone weren’t enough. Lin Qian suddenly leaped from the battleship, charging straight toward the bald marquis who had taunted him earlier.
The sound of rushing air reached the marquis, who glanced to the side and saw Lin Qian speeding toward him. His face turned pale with fear.
Even though Lin Qian’s cultivation was only at the life-and-death stage, the power he had unleashed on the battlefield below was something this bald marquis knew all too well.
A single sword strike that had sent six awakened experts flying—Lin Qian was a monster who defied all reason!
Realizing he was in serious trouble, the bald marquis hastily retreated. But after just two steps, a colorful soul beam shot from the distance and slammed into him, freezing him in place.
"Not good!" A wave of terror surged through the marquis as he looked up to find Lin Qian already closing in.
In Lin Qian’s hand, the broad, golden-edged sword still burned with bright yellow flames. Lightning crackled around it, and the faint sound of a dragon’s roar echoed from within.
The bald marquis quickly raised his dark yellow staff, summoning an aura of heavy solidity, like an unmovable mountain.
As his soul power formed a protective barrier, it took on the weight of a massive peak, seemingly unbreakable.
At that moment, Lin Qian’s sword came crashing down, striking the mountain-like barrier. The impact sent ripples of energy spreading outward.
Boom!
The collision produced a deafening roar. The overwhelming force sent the bald marquis flying, like a dirt-colored meteor streaking across the battlefield.
At the same time, Lin Qian was also pushed back several feet by the rebound. His left hand, which gripped the sword, tingled with numbness, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. "Impressive. He took that strike without his protective soul power breaking."
Lin Qian hadn't expected the bald marquis's defense to be so strong. To take a direct hit from him and still maintain his protective barrier was truly surprising.
After all, Lin Qian knew the strength of his sword strikes. He had easily dispatched weaker foes with a single blow, and even multiple awakened experts had been swept away by his attacks.
Looking at the bald marquis stabilizing himself in the distance, Lin Qian shook his left arm and channeled more soul power into his sword. The yellow flames on the blade burned even fiercer.
While Lin Qian was impressed by the marquis's defense, the marquis himself was equally shocked by Lin Qian's power.
Although astonished by Lin Qian’s life-and-death stage cultivation producing such terrifying combat strength, the marquis still had confidence in his own defenses. He didn’t believe Lin Qian could break through.
Initially, the marquis had thought he might be forced back by Lin Qian’s sword strike, but only by a few feet. He never imagined he would be sent flying over a hundred feet.
The Blood Spirit Valley elder, who had been fighting the bald marquis, was equally stunned. Turning to Lin Qian, he couldn’t help but feel admiration.
He had been locked in combat with the bald marquis for some time, and while the marquis's attacks weren’t particularly powerful, his defense was a nightmare.
The marquis’s protective soul power felt like an impregnable mountain, impossible to penetrate. His dark yellow staff, thick as an arm and taller than a man, was wielded with such skill that no attack could get through.
To the elder, the bald marquis had been like a turtle in a shell, impervious to assault.
Moreover, the marquis’s soul power consumption was minimal. While the elder was already winded, the marquis remained steady and composed.
Now, the Blood Spirit Valley elder watched Lin Qian with keen interest, curious to see how he would handle this seemingly invincible marquis.
“Hahaha! I thought you were something special, but you’re not that impressive after all,” the bald marquis laughed from the distance, taunting Lin Qian. “Your strength may be formidable, but if you think you can break my defenses, you’re just delusional!”
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