Me and My Cold CEO Wife

Chapter 1757 - 1746: Stalemate

In Hilde's view, True Qi is somewhat like a combination of magic and martial arts.It has the long-range attack capabilities of a mage, as well as the close combat abilities of a warrior.

This method of alternating attack and defense, near and far, though seemingly perfect, is considered inferior by Hilde and is nothing worthy.

Whether it's magic or Battle Aura, achieving the Peak Realm with just one kind of power is already an exhaustive lifelong pursuit.

Let alone splitting one's focus to cultivate both; in the end, neither will be achieved well.

Hilde, deep down, disdains this method of cultivation, believing magic is the supreme power of the world.

"Foolish Easterners. If not for the constraints of the pact, you heretics would have long been embraced by my lord."

Thinking of the prohibition passed down by the Popes over generations, a trace of regret flashed in Hilde's eyes.

In the faithless East, guiding these lost lambs into the embrace of the Holy Lord would be an unparalleled achievement.

"With this merit, none except me can be the next Pope. How can Eastern cultivators' powers possibly resist us."

Unfortunately, strict orders from the Pope forbid anyone from approaching the East, except for powerless missionaries, or else they would face the Tribunal's Holy Judgment.

"Heretic Tribunal!"

Hilde shook his head, seemingly unwilling to recall that name.

"Let's see how much longer you can last!"

With Starlight Knight guards present, Hilde could safely cast his spells.

With a thought, the Holy Power Bullet, already like a string of pearls, extended seamlessly like a light beam.

Having battled Eastern cultivators before, Hilde was well aware of True Qi's shortcomings.

Though True Qi has a semblance of magic resistance, it cannot completely negate it.

"Just wait until their True Qi is exhausted, victory will be ours without a fight."

Thinking of this, a smug smile spread across Hilde's face.

In terms of magical power reserves, Hilde was confident he was unrivaled; even the Pope couldn't match him.

At this moment, Ning Fan was not in a favorable situation, the dense Holy Power Bullets seemed to have eyes, following him wherever he tried to escape.

"This damn thing is just too embarrassing. Is it ever going to end?"

Finding himself pushed ten meters away by the Holy Power Bullets, Ning Fan felt a burst of irritation in his mind.

Just then, a valiant voice rang out, "Knight, charge!"

Turning back, Ning Fan saw that the blonde man who had fallen earlier was now closing in on him, with steps three meters at a time.

Before the man even arrived, a light blade one meter long swiftly slashed towards Ning Fan,

Amid a teeth-clenching friction sound, the light blade cut through the True Qi Protective Shield, leaving a fine slit in Ning Fan's clothes.

"As if I'm a tiger fallen into the plains to be bullied by dogs!"

Ning Fan chuckled in anger, "Divine Dragon's Triple Extreme Flash! Third Flash."

A Divine Dragon far more colossal than earlier appeared instantly in front of the Holy Power Bullet.

"Divine Dragon, charge forward for me."

The Divine Dragon seemed to comprehend human speech, let out an excited roar, and moved forward against the Holy Power Bullets.

"I don't believe you're invincible."

Ning Fan vanished from his original spot and reappeared before Stuart.

Bang!

Stuart's Mithril armor shattered in an instant under Ning Fan's fist strength.

The remaining force caused Stuart to bend over in pain.

"Crush!"

With a low murmur, Ning Fan's fist carried with Crushing Force, sending Stuart flying.

Seeing Stuart not blown into a blood mist, Ning Fan was slightly surprised, then noticed the Mithril armor fragments gleaming on the ground.

Clearly, Stuart's armor was no mere showpiece.

"Consider yourself lucky." Ning Fan turned to look at the Divine Dragon.

The third flash Divine Dragon, the most potent in the Divine Dragon's Triple Extreme Flash, didn't disappoint him.

Actually enduring the continuous Holy Power Bullets, slowly yet steadily advancing forward.

"How is this possible? Could it be his True Qi is more profound than my Magical Power?"

A thick disbelief flashed in Hilde's eyes, yet the truth was undeniable before him.

"Divine Dragon's Triple Extreme Flash!"

This time not one, but four Divine Dragons soared forth.

"Break that shell for me."

With a thought, Ning Fan directed the four Divine Dragons to strike the Holy Light Guardian.

"Not good!"

Starlight Knights forming the formation had panic flashing in their eyes, faint white steam rising above their heads—they were struggling desperately.

Ning Fan was not a Blood Clan member. Against the power levels, Starlight Knights gained no advantage, even slightly disadvantaged.

If the Starlight Knights played to their strengths, employing coordinated tactics to stall Ning Fan, there might still be a chance of victory.

But they foolishly abandoned their strong points, choosing passive defense instead.

Thus their defeat was inevitable.

Consecutive four explosions, the Holy Light Guardian shattered under the Divine Dragon's attack, but the dragons also disappeared without a trace.

During the moment of respite for the four, Ning Fan seized the opportunity and didn't let it slip away.

The Divine Dragon's recent attack only depleted their Holy Power without inflicting any real damage.

Seeing Hilde seemingly encased in crystal, Ning Fan dashed toward the four remaining Paladins without hesitation.

Once those four were eliminated, Ning Fan had ways to deal with Hilde.

In terms of Western cultivation levels, the Starlight Knights were equivalent only to Golden Warriors.

In close combat, even the Clan Leader of the Blood Fang Tribe couldn't match Ning Fan.

Let alone these Starlight Knights whose power levels were a realm lower.

Those proud Starlight Knights soon experienced a nightmare, being effortlessly overwhelmed.

Under the massive suppression of power levels, none of the four Starlight Knights could withstand a single move from Ning Fan.

With Ning Fan's speed surpassing that of the Blood Clan, it was as if he split into four, pummeling these sandbags.

If not for their ironlike bodies, they'd probably be dead from Ning Fan's fist strength.

Even iron has a defensive limit.

But...

Ning Fan gritted his teeth, glancing at Hilde still ensconced in crystal.

"Holy Light Blessing!"

Under the Holy Temple's Healing Magic, no matter how severe the injuries the Starlight Knights sustained, they revived full of vitality, becoming stubbornly unyielding.

Had Ning Fan known earlier, he would have concentrated his full strength to attack one person.

Due to carelessness, he missed the chance now.

The five Starlight Knights, through formation, surrounded and roamed.

With Hilde's Healing Magic, the five knights remained unconcerned about their injuries.

Under the Holy Light Blessing's effect, even Stuart, gravely injured earlier, joined the fray.

As for outnumbering someone and whether it violates knightly honor...

This was beyond Stuart's consideration.

He had always thought his cultivation was decent, but today he realized there are always greater heights.

In this current scenario, Ning Fan grew more frustrated as the battle progressed.

The five knights' combat skills were very refined, having grasped the essence of coordinated attacks.