He mainly experienced the subtle changes in the War Elephant Fist, improving upon his fist path.
All arts in the world aimed for the the same end, so if he could form seven flashes of Sword Qi, then it also meant he could reach seven flashes of Fist Qi. However, there had to be a process, and he was reducing that process now by battling Zhao Hong Cheng.
“Die! Die! Die!” Zhao Hong Cheng was as if he were in frenzy. Seeing that it was almost the time limit of an hour yet he was still tangling with Ling Han, he thought he and Ling Han would both be eliminated.
This enraged him beyond control as he felt that Ling Han was extremely detestable. Ling Han obviously couldn’t beat him, but why must he continue to tangle with him?
“Die your sister!” Ling Han yelled out explosively as he threw a punch fiercely. Four flashes of Fist Qi set out, turning into four silver fists, which evolved into four dragon elephants that charged at Zhao Hong Cheng.
What!?
Everyone cried out—was this a breakthrough during the battle?
If it were true, then this guy was too scary; one who could turn pressure into motivation during battle to break through one’s own limits was definitely a genius amongst geniuses.
“Impossible, this guy probably formed four flashes of Fist Qi long ago but avoided using it, and now unleashed it explosively to intentionally scare people.”
“Hehe, he wants to make people think he broke through during battle to attract the sect’s attention—what a truly deep scheme.”
“Truly too naïve.”
They all shook their heads. They were all conceited themselves, but such a breakthrough was impossible even for them, so they subconsciously thought it was fake; otherwise, wouldn’t it be saying that they were inferior?
However, a few people were in deep thought—what if this was real?
Fortunately, there were only four flashes of Fist Qi, just entering the accomplished level and not yet qualified to be called a king.
Hong!
Four flashes of Fist Qi against three flashes were like a fourth layer’s suppression against a third layer. There was still a great difference between the one who was at the middle stage and the one who was at the early stage; so, this punch rolled over, sending Zhao Hong Cheng flying along with his sword.
At this moment, it was roughly about an hour since the fight began.
The ten who ranked thirty or so had their sight on Ling Han. This guy just experienced a great “neck and neck” battle and had absolutely no time to recover, so if they could challenge Ling Han, then it would be equivalent to fighting a pushover.
Zhao Hong Cheng lay on the ground, his face full of disbelief. He actually encountered an opponent that broke through during the battle.
“The top thirty, step forward!” the Spiritual Pedestal Tier cultivator said. “Begin the next round.”
Shua , a lithe and graceful girl was the fastest to arrive before Ling Han. She smiled enchantingly at the surrounding people as she said, “This little sister thanks every fellow brother for giving way.”
This was a very beautiful girl, and on top of her alluring figure, people involuntarily looked twice. When she leapt out, she intentionally swung her hips and stuck her chest out and fully displayed her physique, making the other nine instinctively look toward her; that was how she ended up getting Ling Han, the “pushover.”
The other nine cried out ‘bad luck’ inwardly—why did they harbor lust?
“Just admit defeat!” The girl attacked Ling Han.
She was stronger than Zhao Hong Cheng, at the third layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier. However, if she was only so good, then she naturally wouldn’t rival Ling Han who possessed “battle prowess of six stars.” Since she dared to challenge Ling Han, she obviously had something to rely on.
As she attacked, she unleashed am exquisite pagoda embodied by jade; flashes of vein-like lines shined, forming a visible wave that vibrated towards Ling Han.
Ling Han immediately felt Small Tower emit a thought of extreme disgust—this thought obviously wasn’t directed at him but the exquisite pagoda. ‘Heh, this Spirit Tool is quite interesting, can’t stand other tower-shaped spirit tools?’
Weng , the wave was like a tidal wave, extremely tempestuous.
Ling Han threw out a blank punch and formed a vein-like line that expanded rapidly, as if a shield protecting him. The wave the exquisite pagoda emitted passed by, sending layers of ripples as the vein-like lines immediately showed several cracks.
When the shield was shattered, the exquisite pagoda’s attack also ended.
The girl couldn’t help but be surprised that power contained in Ling Han’s punch was so accurately measured, not a single bit enough or too much—as if he’d fought her before. However, at this moment, it wasn’t time for her to be shocked. She immediately shook the tower lightly, releasing a wave and drawing her sword to attack as she leapt outwards.
Xiu, xiu, xiu , four flashes of Sword Qi spread out, its power overwhelming.
As expected, she could come this far not because of the Spirit Tool’s power, but because she personally possessed amazing strength.
Ling Han received her attack, continuing to use his opponent to practice War Elephant Fist.
“Hmm?”
Some people took notice of Ling Han and couldn’t help but reveal shocked expressions—the girl’s strength was obviously above Zhao Hong Cheng’s, but Ling Han was still able to fight back and forth without falling at a disadvantage.
This meant that Ling Han held back his strength. Since that was so… could it possible be that Ling Han wasn’t using his full strength right now?
“If he can advance into the next round, I’ll pick him as my opponent,” a man with an imposing appearance said. His cultivation of the eighth layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier was quite out of the ordinary.
“Haha, Senior Brother Yue’s actually harboring the urge to battle a small fry in the first layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier?” Someone laughed, but immediately revealed an expression of doubt. “Senior Brother Yue, aren’t you thinking too highly of him?”
Senior Brother Yue revealed a smile, and fighting spirit flashed past his eyes. “No, no, no, my senses can’t be wrong. This guy is worthy of a battle!”
“Tsk!” The Seven Sons of Ao Family snorted at the same time, appearing to think very much otherwise.
“Seven Sons of Ao Family, what are you snorting at, need a beating?” Senior Brother Yue looked over without hiding the scorn in his expression.
“You? A defeated opponent!” Ao Jian Cheng waggled his finger, appearing to think otherwise.
“Haha, Yue Kai Yu, whenever you can beat the seventh, then you can challenge the rest of us!” Ao Xing Lai said.
Ao Jian Cheng wasn’t the youngest amongst the Seven Sons of Ao Family, but since his strength was the weakest, he ranked last. Hearing Ao Xing Lai’s words, Ao Jian Cheng couldn’t help but reveal a hint of anger; inside the Ao Family, competition was also fierce, and he was not resigned to sit at the seventh place.
Yue Kai Yu said, “Wait till I advance into the ninth layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier, I will challenge each one of you!”
“You say it like you’re very impressive.” Ao Feng Hang picked his ears, and then blew at his finger, showing his disdain in overtones.
Chapter 338
Chapter 338: Cousin
Translator: Reverie_ Editor: Kurisu
The Ao Family and the Yue Family had never got along, and the “older people” naturally knew why, but the newbies didn’t understand. They only thought that elder chiefs, Ao and Yue, had differing views, which resulted in their juniors also being locked in a fierce struggle. However, they didn’t know that it was because of the hatred between their children twenty years ago that made the two families that were supposed to become relatives stand on opposing sides.
But no matter how much they didn’t get along, they wouldn’t end up in a deadlock in public; after all, the two families eac
h had one elder chief, but looking again at the two families’ descendants, while there were certainly many incompetent people in the Ao Family, there had to be a few prodigies because Ao Feng left his seed everywhere and had so many children.
And the probability of it was somewhat surprising, since there were actually seven people, and each one was stronger than Yue Kai Yu; apparently, in the fight between the families’ descendants, the Ao Family won, moreover with an overwhelming advantage.
If Ling Han knew, he would definitely sneer: ‘Really? if every one of Ao Feng’s sons died, then it would be useless no matter how talented they are’.
In the field, Ling Han’s threw punches like the rain. His fists became faster and faster, and the fifth flash of Fist Qi was almost cultivated by him, just about to burst out.
This gave the girl an enormous amount of pressure; she was doing her best to set off the exquisite pagoda, but this was a Spirit Tool and its strongest power was only comparable to the seventh layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier—so how could it be of threat to Ling Han?
When one hour was almost up, Ling Han threw a heavy punch and sent the girl flying with five flashes of Fist Qi.
Hiss!
This time, quite a few people were truly shocked. Even if Ling Han had already grasped five flashes of Fist Qi and concealed it earlier, that itself meant he was extraordinary. Besides, Ling Han clearly battled continuously for an hour earlier, and still persisted in a high intensity battle for another hour, such resilience was truly terrifying!
‘This one shouldn’t be underestimated.’
Ling Han stood tall, battling for two hours straight, but with his dantian and spiritual oceans’ massiveness, such energy expenditure didn’t even take up one hundredth of all his energy. Otherwise, he wouldn’t battle in this way… tsk, he wasn’t stupid.
“Twenty one to thirty step forward,” the Spiritual Pedestal Tier warrior said in a tone that was calm and without emotion.
Yue Kai Yu took a sudden stride forward, arriving in front of Ling Han, and said, “You can now rest, and whenever you’ve recovered, we can battle.”
As he said that, quite a few people insulted him, calling him an idiot.
Those who didn’t take advantage where there was one were bastards! It involved the top ten spots, and even if they couldn’t get the top one, they could still receive medicinal pills and whatnot as rewards; who wouldn’t give it their all?
Was it because he was too strong that he had such confidence?
“Haha, he knows that he can’t beat us the Seven Sons of Ao Family, so he might as well pretend to be generous. With us seven here, he can at most rank number eight anyways,” Ao Jian said, showing his extreme disdain.
Because Spiritual Ocean Tier battles’ destructive power was extremely immense, everyone watched the battle from several hundred meters away. At this distance, and on top of all the noise of the battles, it was very hard to hear what they said.
So, Ling Han didn’t know that the person in front of him was called Yue Kai Yu, and Yue Kai Yu couldn’t hear Ao Jian’s slander.
Just from those words alone, Ling Han had a favorable impression of Yue Kai Yu, cupping his hand in obeisance as he said, “Senior Brother, what should I call you?”
“Yue Kai Yu.”
Ling Han was temporarily startled; surnamed Yue, could he be Yue Zhen Shan’s son? He probed, “I wonder if you can tell me who Commander Yue, Yue Zhen Shan, is to Brother Yue?”
“He’s my father.” Yue Kai Yu didn’t find it strange. He was Yue Zhen Shan’s son, and all Winter Moon Sect’s disciples would know such a matter—it wasn’t some secret.
As expected, this was his elder cousin!
Ling Han laughed inside, and said inwardly, ‘Oh, elder cousin, elder cousin, its’ your old man’s fault for not stopping Ao Feng back then, causing my family to be worlds apart. Today, I’ll beat up this elder cousin and hang that old uncle and beat him, then this contradiction can be counted as cleared.’
A family had no overnight hatred.
This would seem to violate morals for most people—how could a nephew beat his uncle? But, the soul dominating this body was the Grandmaster of alchemy from ten millennia ago, and although he accepted his current identity, it didn’t mean his every word and every action would be limited by this identity.
In a bad mood? Just vent that anger.
“No need to rest, let’s fight!” Ling Han made a hooking motion with his fingers.
“I’m at the cultivation of the eighth layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier, with one foot already in the ninth layer. Moreover, I cultivate three high level Black Grade arts—if you don’t adjust to your optimal status, you definitely won’t stand more than a single exchange of blows!” Yue Kai Yu said, annoyed. “I want to defeat you at your best, and not just win!”
“Hehe, why must I satisfy you, who do you think you are?” Ling Han laughed aloud, charged outwards, and initiated the attack.
Yue Kai Yu snorted, throwing a casual punch. He wanted to let Ling Han know what disparity meant; then, he would give Ling Han time to rest so that they could fight as fair as possible.
Ling Han gave no sign of weakness, and greeted the attack with a punch.
Peng!
The two clashed once, and immediately, a visible shock wave rippled outwards. The pairs on the side were actually quite far away, but they were sent retreating continuously by this shock wave, staring aghast at them and caring no longer for their own battles.
“Huh?” Yue Kai Yu was shocked. The power of Ling Han’s punch wasn’t much weaker than his! He had the cultivation of the eighth layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier with overbearing power, but he couldn’t suppress a guy in the first layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier; the Spirit Tool on his opponent had to be truly overpowered.
Ling Han smiled and said, “Senior Brother Yue, let me beat you up, then we can be friends hereafter.”
There was subtext to his words; after we fight, we’re all on the same side.
However, Yue Kai Yu didn’t know who Ling Han was, and couldn’t help but be angered. This guy actually wanted to beat him up? Too contemptible! Where did he get such courage and confidence from?
He released a long cry and began his attacks on Ling Han. This time he was infuriated, using arts—both his fists instantly turned as dark as iron, the chilling metallic light on their surface.
As the punch was thrown, martial intent blossomed. On his right fist, vein-like lines immediately shined, forming an odd pattern that instantly extended to his entire arm, almost as if his entire right arm turned into a Spirit Tool.
With one punch thrown, even the air was pressuring Ling Han, forming visible hurricanes.
“Huh, that one surnamed Yue seemd to have greatly improved his fist techniques,” Ao Jian Cheng said, frowning.
Ao Feng Hang nodded and said, “If his power increased another tier, he might actually be a threat to us.”
Ao Xing Lai simply laughed arrogantly. His strength surpassed the rest of the seven by a whole lot. These six were truly narrow-minded, completely unaware of their own strengths, guessing presumptuously.
Chapter 339
Chapter 339: Let’s Be Friends
Translator: Reverie_ Editor: Kurisu
Ling Han stepped forward and battled Yue Kai Yu.
He also used the War Elephant Fist, without any intention of holding back. Five flashes of Fist Qi burst out; one punch could fire out four light-silver dragon elephants that emitted a primitive and desolate aura, charging towards Yue Kai Yu.
Dragon elephants were mythical beasts from the ancient times that completely disappeared many millennia ago, leaving behind only a legend. There was no doubt that the dragon elephant was strong, being able to topple mountains and overturn sees, even splitting open heaven and earth.
However, the true dragon elephant was entirely golden, and had the torso of a brute elephant. The power from curling its trunk could strangle even a true dragon to death! On the top of
its head grew dragon horns that could support the skies, and its limbs were like the pillars of world that could suppress the earth.
The dragon elephant that Ling Han fired out was only light-silver in color, and only had the shape of a brute elephant without horns, so the power was naturally far from comparable to the real dragon elephant.
However, this also made Ling Han quite surprised. If this fist technique was developed to its limits and could form a true dragon elephant, then just how powerful would one punch be?
As expected, those six Heaven Tier warriors in his previous life all had surprising backgrounds; this fist technique was definitely not simple.
However, Ling Han had an indistinct feeling that the fist technique he received was not complete. If he continued to develop it, it could only reach Earth Grade, and wouldn’t be able to become a Heaven Grade art, not to mention crossing into god grade.
From this perspective, Sword Emperor was the most practical; the Three Styles of Black Origin could be activated as long as one grasped Sword Qi, Sword Ray, or Sword Heart.
If Na Tu Lan also didn’t die and entered god realm, then he would definitely beat him up if there would be a chance to in the future!
Hong!
As Ling Han pondered, his battle with Yue Kai Yu became more intense.
Yue Kai Yu was certainly beyond the norm with his cultivation of the eighth layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier, but his true battle prowess reached fourteen stars, possessing battle prowess surpassing six stars. 1 This was very surprising, so even the expressions of the Seven Sons of Ao Family changed slightly.
Yue Kai Yu could now fight on par with the six of them and only Ao Xing Lai could easily win, but if Yue Kai Yu advanced into the ninth layer, then maybe even Ao Xing Lai could only share the limelight with him.
‘Wrong, my battle prowess surpasses seven stars!’ Ao Xing Lai said inwardly. His gaze swept by, appearing to show some disdain. Although these brothers stood side by side, his battle prowess was stronger by two stars, making him feel somewhat wronged.
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