I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them? - Chapter 172

Chapter 172: Chapter 120: The True Meaning of Dragon Chant, Four Absolute Grandmaster_1

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“That’s more like it, life is the most important thing, so play already.”

A satisfied smile appeared on Xu Yan’s face.

The illusion mage was practical after all.

The turn of events had been so fast, Du Yuying hadn’t even had time to react. The illusion mage was defeated?

And why did they need to hear the illusion mage play the flute so badly?

Looking at the handsome young man next to her, Du Yuying’s heart pounded rapidly and a faint blush appeared on her face.

“Should I learn how to play the flute too?”

This thought suddenly popped into her head.

The illusion mage looked at the three giant dragons. They circled about him, thoroughly blocking his escape.

To flee, he had to break through the golden dragon.

However, the might of the golden dragons was unmatched. Even if he gave his all, he would need some time to break through even one of them.

The mysterious young man clearly wouldn’t just sit back and watch.

So now, he could only obediently play the flute, looking for an opportunity to escape.

So, he picked up his flute and once again began to play.

Xu Yan listened for a moment, then frowned, “You’re playing it incorrectly, where’s the illusionary devil music? Use all your strength, attack me with the Art of Sonic Kill!”

“You’re the one who said it.”

The illusion mage gave a cold smile, took a deep breath, and as his aura fluctuated, he began to play the flute again, his breath flowing into the flute like water.

An intense and violent flute sound suddenly rang out, like invisible waves rippling out, assaulting the golden dragon.

Xu Yan nodded, this was the true Art of Sonic Kill.

He squinted slightly, carefully listening. The Descending Dragon Palm collided constantly with the Sonic Kill, sensing the intricacies within and the method of the Sonic Kill.

“The illusionary devil music comes from his flute, which is also a treasure that enhances the power of the Sonic Kill. The way he conducts his Sonic Kill is rather unique…

“What I want to understand is the dragon chant, it is not comparable to a general Sonic Kill. This is the true essence of the dragon chant and cannot be compared to the art of Sonic Kill.

“The Sonic Kill is just a method, what I want to comprehend, the sense of dragon chant, is closer to the level of Dao.”

As Xu Yan was carefully perceiving, the golden dragon circled, occasionally opening its mouth to let out a soft roar. Each roar caused the illusionary devil music to stagnate as if it was suppressed.

The illusion mage’s heart was heavy. He continued to play the flute while looking for an opportunity to break free.

Du Yuying returned to the carriage, and her maid, Cui’er, was blushing and looking too embarrassed to meet anyone, especially Xu Yan.

She had imagined such an illusion under the illusionary devil music!

“Miss.”

Du Yuying sat down, her expression became calm again, “We owe him four more seventh rank spiritual medicines, make a note.”

“Okay, Miss.”

Cui’er took out a handkerchief and added the number on it.

“Miss, can we really afford to give so many seventh rank spiritual medicines to the young master as a reward?”

Cui’er voiced her concerns.

Seventh rank spiritual medicine is very precious. Many major powers cannot produce so many all at once.

“It’s not a big deal.”

Du Yuying didn’t care.

“If we can’t give them, I don’t think the young master will let it go.”

Cui’er frowned.

Being able to kill a grandmaster with one palm, he didn’t even blink when he killed. He would certainly not be someone who was easily lenient. Especially not because Miss was beautiful, he wouldn’t be reluctant to act.

“You underestimate our family’s stock of spiritual medicines. These medicines are trivial.”

Du Yuying said dismissively.

Through the window of the carriage, Xu Yan was still intently listening to the music.

“Miss, is the young master really going to let the illusion mage go?”

Cui’er asked curiously.

“He is quite arrogant and certainly keeps his word.”

Du Yuying said solemnly.

As Xu Yan carefully listened to the illusionary devil music, suddenly he seemed to understand something.

“I get it!”

Excited, the three golden dragons suddenly fused into one, forming an even larger golden dragon.

The authority of the dragon was vast, its eyes shining brightly, it suddenly lowered its head and let out a dragon chant!

Roar!

The dragon chant resounded, the wind and clouds changed. For a moment, the dragon’s authority was greatly increased, the earth shook, the teahouse had already turned into powder, and a layer of the ground collapsed directly.

Splat!

The illusion mage spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes rolled back, and he fell straight to the ground.

He’s dead!

The direction the dragon was looking at was right at him, the dragon chant resounded, the terrifying dragon authority aimed straight at his heart and soul. The power of the dragon chant was poured directly onto him.

The illusion mage was playing the flute, which was exhausting in itself.

Seeing the dragons fuse, he was overjoyed and was about to flee. However, there was a bang in his head, a horrifying pressure fell, and his already exhausted consciousness was crushed.

He fell straight forward, completely dead. He didn’t even have time to let out a final scream!

“Miss…”

Cui’er looked at her lady, not knowing what to say.

Keeps his word?

Du Yuying was also stunned, how did he suddenly kill the guy?

Xu Yan scratched his head, a look of apology on his face. He hadn’t meant to kill the illusion mage, he had just understood the true meaning of the dragon chant and had inadvertently roared excitedly.

Unexpectedly, it directly killed the illusion mage!

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to kill you.”

Xu Yan sighed, walked forward and started to search the body.

His movements were quite practiced now.

“You were a grandmaster, how could you be so weak? Just one dragon chant shook you to death!”