738: C738 Minor Success of Dragon Soul Art

C738 Minor Success of Dragon Soul Art

"Little bastard, stop right there for grandpa."1

Following a loud shout, a man holding a large knife quickly chased after them. He looked anxious, not caring that there were dozens of people walking in and out in front of him. He pushed the passer-by who blocked his way away and chased after a figure who was running away not far away.

People were already used to such a scene. Every time the resources were distributed in Imperial Prison, such a scene would occur. They would snatch the resources from others, and then they would be robbed by others. Such a cycle had become something that almost everyone in the Imperial Prison had experienced.

However, among the two people who participated in the chase this time, one of them was a newcomer who had just arrived in the Imperial Prison. Today was the third day after Lee Zong distributed the resources. After three days, although some of the powerful people in the Imperial Prison had yet to make their move, many of them had already gone through many fights and fights. After experiencing these things, they wanted to snatch the resources from others. There was no need to rob them one by one. The person Yang Xuan had just robbed had 17 boxes in his hands.

However, the more resources the other party had, the more powerful the other party was. Seizing resources from such a person was no different from snatching food from the tiger's mouth.

"Only an idiot would stop."

Yang Xuan turned around and shouted at the person chasing after him. He turned around and continued to flee in another direction. Although Yang Xuan did not seem to be at a disadvantage in the verbal battle, the current Yang Xuan did not feel good. He covered his chest and ran away quickly. He circulated the Spiritual Force to heal the wound on his chest. When he snatched the goods from the man behind him, although the man's blade did not hit him, but the Spiritual Force that flew out from the blade still made Yang Xuan feel a blockage in his chest.

"Damn it, this robber's job is really not easy!" Yang Xuan used the Spiritual Force to force out the bruises and blood in his body. After spitting it out from his mouth, he said in a somewhat depressed manner. In these three days, he had committed more than ten crimes. Almost every time he attacked, Yang Xuan would be attacked more or less by the person he robbed. These attacks were not heavy, but they only caused a slight superficial wound to Yang Xuan. However, there were too many of them. Adding the attack this time, Yang Xuan almost suffered severe internal injuries on the spot.

The Black Panther's voice rang out in Yang Xuan's mind. It sounded like it was gloating over Yang Xuan's misfortune. "Now you know that this matter isn't that easy to do! But you should be content with it. In these few days, the cultivation of the Dragon Soul Spell in your body has improved a lot. If it was any other place, where would you find such a fast cultivation speed? "

" But, the feeling of being beaten up while cultivating isn't pleasant at all! " Hearing the Black Panther's words, Yang Xuan's expression became even more depressed. He thought of himself as a normal person, and he didn't have the habit of being masochistic. However, in the three days since the war for resources, every attack on Yang Xuan's body... They were all secretly helping Yang Xuan's body become stronger under the Dragon Soul Spell.

The chase behind him still hadn't stopped, but Yang Xuan suddenly stopped.

There was an ancient saying that was well said, "If you don't explode in silence, you will die in silence." In these few days, although Yang Xuan had been taking beatings most of the time, however, this didn't mean that Yang Xuan hadn't made a move during these few days. On the contrary, after these few days, Yang Xuan had gained a deeper understanding of his own strength.

Yang Xuan recalled every battle that he had experienced in the past, such as the family war in Qingzhou City. The battle between him and Zhao Hu in Chiang Country, and the battle between the families in the capital. There was also the battle between him and the Barbarian Clan in Profound Gate Pass. All these battles were battles that couldn't be broken away from once they started. But now, facing these prisoners in the Imperial Prison, Yang Xuan realized that he couldn't defeat them. He could still turn around and run.

Ever since he entered Imperial Prison, although Lee Zong hadn't given Yang Xuan even the slightest bit of guidance in cultivation, he had provided Yang Xuan with a perfect environment to cultivate combat skills.

While Yang Xuan was still thinking about these things, the pursuers had already caught up to him. Seeing Yang Xuan suddenly stop in his tracks, he couldn't help but feel puzzled. He had been in Imperial Prison for a few decades and was very familiar with most of the people in Imperial Prison. However, he had never seen Yang Xuan before. He could sense from Yang Xuan's Qi that his strength wasn't very strong. However, how many people could be easily imprisoned in the Imperial Prison? Furthermore, the relationship between Yang Xuan and Lee Zong wasn't just limited to him. Almost every person who had personally received the resources from Lee Zong that day had some impression of Yang Xuan.

Of course, they weren't concerned about the relationship between Yang Xuan and Lee Zong. Instead, they were still clueless about Yang Xuan's means.

Seeing that the other party didn't attack first, Yang Xuan didn't know what the other party was thinking. He didn't want to guess what the other party was thinking. Instead, he held the wooden sword in his hand. He took the initiative to charge forward. However, this time, Yang Xuan didn't release the Li Flame first. Instead, he chose to use the Three Essence Silence Spell to fight the enemy. Since the last time he was in the Iron Ridge Pass, Yang Xuan had entered a strange state while cultivating the Three Essence Silence Spell. Yang Xuan could faintly feel that the cultivation technique given to him by the Black Panther seemed to be very unusual. It was only because the Flame Separation Spell was too powerful that it was more suitable for low level cultivators to fight. Therefore, Yang Xuan had always neglected the Three Essence Silence Spell.

Once again, Yang Xuan circulated the Three Essence Silence Spell, and a look of anticipation appeared on his face. Regarding this skill, Yang Xuan had a bold guess in his heart. Of course, he would only know if this guess could really succeed after he tried it out.

He rushed forward, but the wooden sword in Yang Xuan's hand did not stab out in a hurry. Instead, he held the wooden sword tightly in his hand, and his gaze stopped on the person in front of him. When the man saw that Yang Xuan had attacked first, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. However, when he saw that the wooden sword in Yang Xuan's hand didn't attack, his expression couldn't help but change. He gritted his teeth, and waved the large saber in his hand to meet Yang Xuan's attack.

When one's strength wasn't high, the person who attacked first could take advantage of the situation. However, when one reached Yang Xuan's realm, the person who would think this way was most likely a fool.

Although Yang Xuan didn't attack just now, the wooden sword in his hand had already locked onto almost all of the paths of retreat around that person. If that person was waiting for Yang Xuan to attack first and take a step back, the wooden sword in Yang Xuan's hand would be flying towards the place where he was moving in the next moment. If that was the case, then the situation of the following battle would fall into Yang Xuan's control. Unless he had great ability, he could only be suppressed and beaten. He would then find a chance to counterattack.

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