Martial Peak

Chapter 2834, Many Spells

Shaman Chei was shocked. He never expected that a mere Shaman Grandmaster could exert such strength and hurriedly stretched out his hand to summon back his skull, which shrunk and returned to his hand.

Shaman Chei looked down at the skull and immediately became infuriated, his face twisting in rage.

There was actually a crack on his Shaman Artifact!

This was a Shaman Artifact of a Shaman King, so under normal circumstances, it would not take any damage no matter how much another attacked it, let alone a crack. However, the small crack on the Shaman Artifact now seemed to be mocking him for his ignorance with a big, wide smile.

While he was still examining the skull, he sensed a sudden movement and when he looked up, he roared, “Enough!”

The Shaman Grandmaster with a rather scrawny appearance was flying towards another skull and preparing to swing his sword at it. After suffering such a big loss previously, Shaman Chei learnt of his opponent’s ability, and hurriedly summoned back all his Shaman Artifacts that were releasing the chilling Death Qi that was turning the village below into a dead zone.

The six skulls flew back together, shrunk back to their original size, and surrounded him like small moons.

Without the skulls, the Death Qi that shrouded the village soon dissipated like snowflakes under the scorching sun.

Yang Kai rested the Myriads Sword on his shoulder and looked at Shaman Chi unconcerned, even laughing, “Not to boast, but you should really give this your all if you want to survive.”

Shaman Chei’s eyelids twitched. He would not even pay it any mind if another Shaman Grandmaster spoke to him like this; however, this Shaman Grandmaster in front of him… was a little different.

“Did you really kill Yeow?” Shaman Chei questioned coldly.

“Yes and no. He self-destructed in the end!”

“Then, it really is you!” Shaman Chei was maddened. He had some doubts before, because given Yeow’s capabilities, how could he have been killed so easily? Chi and Zhu were not capable of killing Yeow, so Shaman Chei believed that a Shaman King from either the Fierce Wind Clan or Raging Flame Clan had taken part in the previous battle, but now that he witnessed Yang Kai’s skills, Chei believed what he said was true.

Yeow had indeed died at this scrawny Shaman’s hands. Otherwise, how could he know the details so clearly?

Yeow’s strength was mostly dependent on his Blood Sea ability, which was linked to his Blood Bottle Gourd Shaman Artifact, but now it seemed that this Shaman Grandmaster who killed Yeow also possessed a powerful Shaman Artifact.

it was only an ordinary Shaman Artifact,

was still just a Shaman Grandmaster, so even if he had some skill, Shaman Chei was confident that

tremble before shooting towards Yang Kai. The skulls did not enlarge this time, and even though they were not as intimidating as before, they were undoubtedly more flexible

Yang Kai from all directions, opened their mouths, and breathed out

and not even a Shaman King could escape from it. Yang Kai tightened his grip on his

attacks seemed effective. They were all blocked by Yang

curved into a scornful smile as he moved his lips quietly, whispering

the side, seemed unprepared for it, and Shaman Chei sneered in his heart, anticipating Yang

at the same time, a semi-transparent evil

even look at it and simply grinned. While fighting against the six skulls with the sword in his right hand, he cast a

sounded as the shadowless and formless evil spirit was

scene in disbelief. How did this brat have the spare attention and strength to deal with his sneak attack? How could his Divine Sense be strong enough to notice and

face darkened as a sense of

a Shaman King, yet a Shaman Grandmaster actually managed to counter his

pressure on Yang Kai while waving his hands consistently to unleash one Shamanic Spell after

not mean that he could resist every time. As long as he continued to distract himself, his Shaman

Chei was dumbstruck by the following

Yang Kai handled the situation without panicking. His left hand kept releasing Shamanic Spells of his own to respond to Shaman

Shamans engaged in

of difference between them, the Shamanic Spells that were released by the two enemies appeared equal in strength whether it was in terms of casting speed or killing ability. Their Shamanic Spells constantly collided and cancelled each other out, causing numerous dazzling explosions across the

occasionally; However, as time passed, his opponent was getting more efficient in casting

[Damn it!]

villages in his life and knew that it was already fortunate enough to have a Shaman Apprentice overseeing such a tiny place, but this village

this Shaman Grandmaster could actually match with him in a duel

clan could not be easily acquired and learnt. Every Shaman basically could only learn the

to twenty Shamanic Spells, and even if there were more Shamanic Spells, one would have no energy left to master them. Moreover, among these ten to twenty

Spell that could be used for offence, all of which he was truly

appeared insignificant when compared to this strange

hundred different Shamanic Spells

Shamanic Spells aroused his jealousy, because those Shamanic Spells were the unshared secrets of many other Clans that only their