Protect Our Clan Leader

Chapter 284: Chapter 45: Acquiring the Longevity Fruit! The Bloodthirsty Vines’ Meritorious Deed (Big Chapter 6300) _1

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“Clang! Clang! Clang!”

The stage was filled with flashing sword lights and flying ice and snow.

Ji Mingyu’s successive waves of attacks rolled in like a tide, giving no opportunity for respite.

However, Wang Shouzhe had displayed his defensive skills to the utmost, not seeking to attack, but to protect, each move conducted flawlessly.

He did not even waste his Mysterious Energy by activating his Zhou Xuan Sword to attack but focused all his concentration on defense.

The performance could not be considered exciting.

The spectators from Mysterious Ice Palace, however, were thrilled and yelled, “Brother Mingyu, give it your all! Break his defensive shell, he can’t hold on much longer.”

On the contrary,

The disciples from Changchun Valley were feeling slightly disappointed, as Brother Shouzhe had been put on the defensive this entire time, without any room to counterattack.

A few even started to murmur amongst themselves.

“What do you guys know?” Senior Brother Jinshan retorted in a low voice, “Choosing the right tactic for the right opponent is a normal choice. Our Changchun True Verses are best for prolonging the fight. As long as we keep draining Ji Mingyu’s energy, he will eventually run out and admit defeat.”

“But Senior Brother Jinshan…” a rookie disciple weakly interjected, “Brother Ji Mingyu is already at Level Three of the Spirit Platform Realm. His Mysterious Energy is incredibly abundant. How could he possibly run out?”

“Well…” Senior Brother Jinshan answered with a hesitant expression, “Maybe Brother Shouzhe has another plan.” His statement did not even convince him.

Both on the ground and in the sky, the crowd was buzzing about the ongoing battle.

However, Ji Mingyu and Wang Shouzhe were both completely absorbed in their fights and ignoring all external distractions.

Wang Shouzhe was astounded by Ji Mingyu’s relentless attacks.

Similarly, Ji Mingyu was also amazed by Wang Shouzhe’s unmatched defenses. Wang Shouzhe appeared to be only at Level One of the Spirit Platform Realm, yet his Mysterious Energy was constantly regenerating, seemingly bottomless.

What shocked Ji Mingyu even more was,

His Mysterious Ice Sword energy and some ice blades had managed to break Wang Shouzhe’s defense multiple times, ripping apart his Ancient Tree Armor and injuring him.

However, after bleeding for a while, Shouzhe seemed unfazed and continued to fight vigorously.

Frightening defense, terrifying recovery power, and a terrifyingly bottomless store of Mysterious Energy.

“Brother Shouzhe,” Ji Mingyu said with a smile, “If you’re counting on draining my Mysterious Energy with your defense, I’m afraid you’ve miscalculated. This is the Mysterious Ice Palace, located on top-grade Mysterious Ice Spirit Veins, giving me a home-field advantage where my Mysterious Energy could recover continuously.”

“Although it can’t keep up with the rate I’m using it up, it’s enough to wear you out.”

“Oh no, I knew something was off! I forgot this is their home field.” Brother Jinshan’s face changed color, “If this fight were at our Changchun Valley, Brother Shouzhe would have a chance, but here…”

With even Jinshan changing color, the other Changchun Valley disciples all looked disheartened and no longer optimistic about Shouzhe’s chances.

At the same time,

On the stage,

Wang Shouzhe chuckled lightly, “Brother Mingyu, before you start boasting, you might want to look under your feet.”

“Underneath?”

Ji Mingyu looked baffled, realizing that the stage beneath his feet was now sprouting green tendrils.

The tendrils grew at an astonishing speed, visibly lengthening in real-time.

Suddenly!

A tendril wrapped itself around Ji Mingyu’s ankle.

Ji Mingyu’s expression turned somber. He had forgotten that Wang Shouzhe was a disciple from Changchun Valley.

Disciples from Changchun Valley are known for their capabilities in plant cultivation.

Some high-grade disciples even train war-grade plants.

If this was just an ordinary disciple of Changchun Valley, this advantage could be neglected. But this was Wang Shouzhe, who was already quite a handful.

“Shhhhhhh.”

Ji Mingyu’s sword flourished like a dragon, cutting down the growing tendrils wherever it passed like mowing through grass, swiftly severing them into countless pieces.

Regrettably,

Wang Shouzhe had already scattered tendrils seeds all over the stage during their previous exchanges.

Even though Ji Mingyu was cutting them down quickly, he was unable to stop the tendrils from continuously sprouting.

Soon, the entire stage turned into a green ocean. The tendrils danced in the air like a witch’s flowing hair, inducing a chilling effect.

The situation seemed to change suddenly.

The ocean of the Vine Array was drawing Ji Mingyu’s energy. If he were to stop, he would be ensnared deeper, ultimately becoming immobilized.

“Hahaha.” Senior Brother Jinshan erupted into laughter, “I knew it. Brother Shouzhe definitely has a fall-back plan. Ji Mingyu has fallen into his trap. Just like Muyuanbai before, he’ll eventually be defeated.”

“Senior Brother, that’s two words.”

Senior Brother Jinshan’s face turned red, “You don’t know anything. I was just telling a joke to lighten the mood, maybe it could even distract Ji Mingyu and weaken his focus.”

“Senior Brother Jinshan is wise.” The newbie disciples responded, awkwardly sweating.

As the situation was now changing, it was now the disciples of Mysterious Ice Palace who started to worry.

Meanwhile,

Yuwen JianYe and Wang Zongsheng were hiding in a corner, afraid they couldn’t resist cheering for Wang Shouzhe and risking a beating.

“Zongsheng,” Yuwen JianYe murmured, “I had thought Sister Luo Qiu was fierce, but it turns out your Fourth Uncle is even fiercer. He’s even able to suppress the formidable Ji Mingyu.”

“Definitely.” Wang Zongsheng gloated, “My Fourth Uncle rarely fights, but even if Fifth Aunt and Sixth Aunt join forces, they are no match for him.”

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