A World Worth Protecting Chapter 91: Beating Up Gao Quan!

First the wind blade, then the flying sword!

Gao Quan's attack revealed all his power in the True Breath realm. Furthermore, this was after Wang Baole had already eliminated his True Breath suppressive force. Otherwise, one could imagine that with such a True Breath suppressive force, no Ancient Martial Arts expert would be able to face him.

This was the forceful nature of True Breath!

Wang Baole's gaze grew brighter. When he arrived, he had already made preparations and did not even pause for a second. In the instant that the wind blade and flying sword appeared, he raised his right hand, and a glove appeared.

This glove was totally purple. It seemed to give off a strange glow, and it had a wave of Spirit force coiled up within—clearly, it was extraordinary. This object… was the object that Wang Baole had retrieved after killing the men in black in the Pond Cloud Rainforest. Thereafter, he had modified and transformed it. As such, this treasure had become even more powerful than before.

Not only could it form typhoons, it could add on to one's own power. This was the object with the largest attacking power that Wang Baole had in his possession.

Almost as soon as he put the glove on, Wang Baole grasped it firmly, and all the Blood Qi in his body traveled like a gushing river into the glove. A blood-colored typhoon rose from around Wang Baole and expanded forward. When it met the wind blade, Wang Baole took a large step forward and raised his right hand to swing out again.

This time, not only were there typhoons, there were also about ten flying swords that appeared with a whoosh. They did not rush at Gao Quan but instead revolved around Wang Baole, forming a protective barrier. This caused his entire person to seem like a sword ball, as though it was about to penetrate the wind blade.

The booming sound rose from the surrounding flying swords. These flying swords shattered one after the other, along with Wang Baole's typhoons. Nevertheless, he still managed to go through the wind blade. When he appeared, just as Gao Quan sent his three flying swords toward him, Wang Baole roared and took out another Dharmic artifact.

These were… beads that could create the Golden Bell Shield. He had previously refined quite a few beads, and right now, he took out a large number of them. Instead of using them to envelop himself, the beads wrapped around the three flying swords, causing these three flying swords to become trapped by layers of the Golden Bell Shield.

The sound shook the heavens. The three flying swords crashed, breaking off half of the Golden Bell Shield. Using the instant when the flying swords were trapped, Wang Baole's speed erupted, and he rushed right in front of Gao Quan.

"Gao Quan, watch how I defeat you today!"

Gao Quan's expression changed violently while he continued retreating. However, he suddenly discovered that he was not as fast as Wang Baole.

As he continuously chased, Wang Baole's eyes showed his determination. He raised his left hand and sent a punch at Gao Quan.

"Wang Baole, do you want to die?"

Gao Quan's eyes were vicious. As he retreated, he controlled the small shield outside his body, using it to block. He raised both hands about to cast his powers. As long as the small shield managed to block Wang Baole, he had time to once again exhibit his Dharma spells.

But this time… Wang Baole's raised left hand moved swiftly, grabbing onto the small shield. In the moment he grabbed the small shield, a small shock traveled from Wang Baole's hand to his whole body.

Wang Baole's entire body shook, and fresh blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth. Due to the struggle of this small shield, the shock that expanded internally almost made Wang Baole's left hand shatter. He swallowed the pain, and in his ferocity, he quickly raised his right and grabbed the finger that Gao Quan was using to cast his spells.

As Gao Quan panicked in fear, Wang Baole laughed fiercely.

"I've long wanted to bend that finger of yours!" As he spoke, Wang Baole violently bent it.

Gao Quan's face paled. There was an intense pain that he had never felt before in his finger, interrupting his spell-casting. However, he was still a True Breath expert. Even though the pain was unbearable, even though his body was not as strong as Wang Baole's, he had still achieved Pulse Enrichment before. In this moment, he ignored the pain, veins popping up on his forehead, and his other hand shot toward Wang Baole.

Alas, his speed was still too slow. Wang Baole sneered, already raising his right hand. Swiftly, with a whipping sound, he kicked… Gao Quan's crotch viciously!

"Gao Quan, you want to expel me?"

The strength from this kick was too strong, already reaching Wang Baole's limit. As the kick landed, Gao Quan could no longer stand the pain, and he cried out.

His body lost all its strength in that instant. An indescribable pain washed through his body like a flood, causing his face to turn green. As he screamed, Wang Baole's body grew close in a flash. He had already repressed his desire to beat up Gao Quan for almost a month, and all his pain and suffering for that month exploded in this moment.

"Gao Quan, you want to slander me?" Wang Baole roared. A fist shot out and landed on Gao Quan's chest.

Blood spurted from Gao Quan's mouth, and his body fell backward. Incredible pain spread from his crotch to the rest of his body. He was, however, at the True Breath realm, and despite the extreme anger and pain, the killing intent in his eyes was alarming. In an instant, blue veins appeared on his face and all over his body!

"You b*stard, die!" Gao Quan roared. Both of his arms stretched out, and his whole body was suffused with a blue light that filled the sky. Slowly, a blue figure rushed out from his body and flew at Wang Baole.

This figure was not a spirit, and neither was it an essence soul, but… a forbidden spell of the True Breath realm. It used the Spirit Roots within the body to assimilate the enemy as though devouring them, devouring the enemy to death!

Usually, this would only happen if one was pushed to one's limits in a matter of life and death. But today, Gao Quan had already expended all his means facing off against the Wang Baole.

Wang Baole's pupils narrowed. With his life in danger, killing intent also flashed in his eyes.

"You're seeking death!" His heart grew icy. He raised his right hand and clasped the glove tightly, wanting the glove to implode.

But just as Gao Quan's forbidden spell started taking effect and Wang Baole's glove was about to implode, the entire Chancellor Peak suddenly shook. A tremendous suppressive array formation activated on the mountain peak, creating an indescribable repelling force. In an instant, it landed between Wang Baole and Gao Quan, wrecking the protective barrier and forcing the two of them apart!

Gao Quan's body shook, interrupting the spreading forbidden spell. Blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth, and he fell back.

Wang Baole's glove couldn't self-destruct as well. The force pushed Wang Baole, causing him to stumble backward.

At the same time, another identity token appeared in the Chancellor's hand. This identity token shone resplendently, acting in cooperation with the peak's suppressive force. Evidently, in this critical moment, the Chancellor had not hesitated in using the array formation to separate this battle of life and death.

Wang Baole squinted. Although he had been shocked by Gao Quan's attack, he also felt regret. He stopped and took a deep breath before cupping his fists toward the Chancellor.

"Thank you, Chancellor!"

As for Gao Quan, his expression was extremely dark. He did not look at Wang Baole. Instead, he glared at the Chancellor and roared, "Chancellor, this child has offended his superiors and shown me disrespect. I'm not wrong for disciplining him, so why did you stop me!"

The surrounding people fell silent. On the one hand, they were shocked at Wang Baole's attack; on the other, they also felt that the Chancellor was biased toward Wang Baole.

"Why did I stop you?" The Chancellor's expression grew black. "Gao Quan, you've lost your wits. Do you really think that I stopped this for Wang Baole's sake?"

Gao Quan froze and looked suddenly at Wang Baole, then at his glove. He seemed to realize something. His forehead dripped with sweat, and his breathing grew labored, gradually revealing a fearful expression.

The Chancellor sneered and ignored Gao Quan. He looked at Wang Baole, his gaze hovering on the glove for a moment.

Wang Baole blinked and realized that the Chancellor had worked out at least part of his plan. In actuality, he had modified the glove, hiding a large amount of poison from the red-boned white infant snakes. There was a lot of poison, so the moment the glove imploded, Gao Quan's body would have dissolved into red bones even before he had a chance to cast his spells!

This was Wang Baole's trump card.

If the Chancellor had not stopped them, Wang Baole could have explained all of his behavior away as self-defense, given that Gao Quan had attacked first.

Even though the Chancellor had realized his plan, Wang Baole did not feel that he was in the wrong. However, after considering the advice from the high officials' autobiographies to let the leaders feel important in certain situations, he decided to obediently remove the glove and place it in the storage bracelet. Bowing his head, he showed a contrite expression.

"Chancellor, it is my fault for hitting the Vice-Chancellor. I let my emotions get the better of me."

Seeing Wang Baole's contrition, the Chancellor's anger dissipated somewhat. However, it would not look good to simply let the matter go, so he needed to reprimand Wang Baole. But at this moment, Wang Baole took out a small book, as though he understood the Chancellor's intention. He appeared to be listening respectfully, preparing to nod his head at any moment and record the Chancellor's words.

This scene stunned the surrounding people. Even with his anger and fear, Gao Quan was also shocked, and he stared at Wang Baole, dumbstruck.

Even the Chancellor did not know whether to laugh or cry. Thinking of the time when Wang Baole entered the college on the cruiser, his anger dissipated again. He glared at Wang Baole.

"Fine, I'll let this matter pass. I know you've suffered, but do not let this happen again!"