Path to the God

Just now, he was stronger than Hai Baobao, but he did not let Hai Baobao lose to him completely.    

This time, he admitted that it was indeed Hai Baobao who was strong, but Hai Baobao did not give him a hand, intentionally allowing him to roll down the Arena to be defeated.    

Towards Hai Baobao, he no longer had any kind feelings or mercy.    

This guy's face was round and he looked incredibly honest, but how could his heart be so vicious?    

The instant he swallowed the Berserk Qi Boosting Pellet, Liu Xing's strength increased by a whole level, but it was covered by the aura of the strength that he had created. Not many people knew that his strength had increased by a whole level.    

There were less than ten people present that could be vaguely seen.    

His strength had increased explosively, Liu Xing's eyes were ice-cold. Activating his Wings of the Dark Demon and metaplasia, he stepped out, leaving behind a string of afterimages as he smashed towards Hai Baobao's spine.    

"You're courting death!"    

Hai Baobao spat out two words. With a sneer on his face, he too left behind a string of afterimages as he charged towards Liu Xing.    

Without any exaggeration, the two once again clashed head on.    

However, Hai Baobao had already used the Martial Skills he had cultivated in the past year. It was called Heaven's Day, which was a red light, and was an original creation of the Sea race's spinal Martial Skills. However, that mighty elder had created this first move, and because of that, his lifespan was exhausted, he fell.    

The first style, the additional Long strength, might seem small but it was enough to affect the entire battle when two Expert s of equal strength faced off against each other.    

After using the Martial Skills, the image of Hai Baobao's spine turned red.    

He used the Martial Skills because he wanted to kill Liu Xing completely.    

However, how could he know the specifics of the situation?    

The shadows of the spine and the sword rainbow formed by the two of them collided first. Violent waves of air spread out, and soon after, the two vertebrae collided.    

Rumble …    

The clashing sound was louder than the last time. Even the Arena was trembling and cracking sounds came out, causing a few cracks to appear.    

Violent waves of energy spread out, engulfing the surrounding cultivator, causing their faces to change greatly.    

Two Sea race s flew out, one on the left and one on the right. They pushed with their palms, and four Nine-coloured Dragon Shadow spread out, blocking all of the violent air waves.    

At the same time, the situation for Liu Xing and Hai Baobao who were on stage, reversed.    

However, Hai Baobao was like a kite with its string cut, as he was blasted to the side. His spine was already out of his hands and he was still in the air, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood.    

This time, looking at the speed at which Hai Baobao was flying, he would definitely smash his way out of Arena.    

But just as Hai Baobao was about to smash Arena, a golden light flashed behind him and a golden rod appeared behind him, blocking his body.    

The golden long rod was about two meters long, and it looked as though it was made of pure gold, with a diameter of three centimeters.    

Only after the golden rod blocked the attack did Hai Baobao stop his body. Standing there, he turned around and grabbed the golden stick and held onto it to stop his body that was almost smashed onto Arena.    

Puuu …    

Hai Baobao's face flushed red, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.    

Liu Xing was originally prepared to kill Hai Baobao, but when he saw the appearance of the golden stick, he didn't move at all.    

Shock and fanaticism appeared in his eyes.    

"Holy instrument?"    

All the cultivator s were more or less shocked when they saw the golden stick in Hai Baobao's hands.    

They were no longer paying attention to the attack, nor why Liu Xing was so strong. They were no longer focused on Hai Baobao's injuries, but rather on the Holy instrument in his hands.    

Holy instrument, this is an incredible treasure!    

Ninth Rank Holy Instrument s were already impressive enough; they had nine additional Long strength s.    

But Holy instrument s were even more amazing.    

The Holy instrument s were one stage higher than the Ninth Rank Holy Instrument, but with the additional Long strength, there were more than ten Long strength s.    

The Holy instrument s' Long strength would increase by ten Long strength s, but would increase according to the cultivator's strength.    

For example, s below Saint s could use Holy instrument s which could be augmented by ten Long strength s.    

But for Saint, it would be adding on eleven Long strength s.    

When the Saints used it, they added twelve Long strength s.    

Keep pushing.    

Half-step Creative Realm, belonged to the range of the Heavenly Cauldron Expert s, corresponding to the ninth step.    

In other words, when Heavenly Cauldron Expert uses Holy instrument, he would receive a total of nineteen Long strength s!    

Nineteen Long strength s added together, which was ten times more than the Ninth Rank Holy Instrument. In other words, if Hai Baobao were to use it, ten more Long strength would appear out of nowhere.    

even Expert of Creative Realm s, creator state s, and even Expert s with Genesis s above, all yearned for it!    

As a result, there was no cultivator who wasn't shocked.    

In Hai Baobao's eyes, there was complete disbelief.    

He had already used the vertebra Martial Skills, yet he did not manage to kill Liu Xing, and was even severely injured by Liu Xing?    

Didn't Liu Xing just get almost killed, how did he suddenly become so powerful?    

"Hahahaha …"    

The doubt in Hai Baobao's heart was quickly thrown to the side. He held his own Holy instrument and laughed out loud, extremely happy.    

Before, he had tried with his grandfather, and knew that his Martial Skills could be activated using this Holy instrument.    

With the Holy instrument in his hands, added to the number one Martial Skills on his spine, that would make twenty Long strength s. With such a large number of Long strength s, he was confident that he would be able to defeat anyone like Liu Xing, Young Master Kongxu, or whiskers.    

Young Master Kongxu watched everything with a calm smile, his eyes filled with fanaticism, as if he wanted to obtain the Holy instrument s.    

Now that he had a stage nine Holy instrument, he was invincible under the Creative realm. If he had another stage Holy instrument, he would be even more powerful.    

After Hai Baobao finished laughing, the Holy instrument in his hand continued to fight with Liu Xing, and said: "Do you want to scram by yourself, or do you want to stay in the Arena forever?"    

When these words were spoken, the confidence and power they exuded was overwhelming.    

Liu Xing's smile slowly surfaced on his face, and he said: "Hai Baobao, don't be too arrogant, and throw away the Holy instrument in your hands. You can rely on the Holy instrument to give you confidence, but you became arrogant because of that. I feel pity for the Holy instrument in your hands! "    

How could Hai Baobao take Liu Xing's words?    

Hai Baobao continued to laugh out loud, and roared at Liu Xing: "If you don't cherish the chance, then don't blame me for being impolite, if you don't scram, then you won't have another chance. This time, this baby will tear you into pieces!"    

"Hehe, you want to tear me into a thousand pieces? "Then come at me and let me see how strong you are!"    

Liu Xing laughed coldly, as he once again swallowed a Berserk Explosion Pellet of Fifth Rank.    

He was very perturbed in his heart. He felt that if they weren't Burning bloodline s, and only relied on his own Fifth Rank to madly explode pellets, they would not be able to defeat Hai Baobao.    

After all, Hai Baobao himself was not weak in terms of combat strength. Previously, he should have been ahead by five or six Long strength s, but now that Hai Baobao had revealed himself, he was ahead by four or five Long strength s.    

If he did not use a Burning bloodline s, it would just be a matter of time before his Sixth Rank increased from War God s to Half-step Martial God.    

"Hahaha, prepare to die!"    

Hai Baobao laughed loudly as he clenched the golden stick. His figure flashed, leaving behind a string of afterimages as he smashed the stick towards Liu Xing.    

A ray of golden light instantly erupted, and a gigantic golden pole image formed, transforming the sea water into nothingness, locking onto Liu Xing, and smashing down fiercely.