Ling Han didn’t care about these things and sat down abruptly to recover some of the Origin Power he expended.
Actually, he really didn’t expend much Origin Power. He only did it for show so that he’d appear a bit more normal. It was mainly to relieve the soreness in his eyes—activating the Eye of Truth two consecutive times gave him some pressure.
The Indestructible Heaven’s Scroll already circulated and the discomfort in his eyes disappeared quickly, but this time, it was somewhat slower than the first time.
Half an hour later, all the battles ended, and everyone swapped opponents, battling again.
This time, Ling Han’s opponent wasn’t one of the Seven Sons of Ao Family, and it wasn’t a Winter Moon Sect disciple, either; it was Yang Chong.
The Little Overlord Spear.
“Brother Han, how could such a strong person like you have no reputation and suddenly pop out today?” Yang Chong unleashed his six meter long silver spear. The spear’s body was like clear * 1 , pointing at Ling Han and emitting a terrifying baleful aura.
Ling Han smiled slightly and said, “Can’t I just cultivate wholeheartedly and make my mark with one brilliant feat?”
“Then Brother Han’s restraint is truly worthy of admiration!” Yang Chong took sudden large strides and charged towards Ling Han, using the spear like a long rod and fiercely sweeping it horizontally. Hu , the gust of wind whistled as if a silver dragon, rippling waves of gust. Ppa, pa, pa , ceaseless explosive sounds rang out as well.
This spear’s speed broke through the speed of sound!
Ling Han charged up his punch and fired it at the body of the spear.
Hong!
His punch landed on the body of the spear, and instantly, his whole body trembled fiercely.
Every inch was an advantage; this long spear swept horizontally, not only accumulating Yang Chong’s full power, but also maximizing the power in the motion. Unless Ling Han’s power far surpassed Yang Chong’s, this would be the only result of receiving this attack head-on.
In contrast, Yang Chong’s thenar space cracked open and blood oozed out; however, he immediately changed the sweep to a thrust, plunging towards Ling Han’s chest.
Sweeping the long spear again like a rod needed lots of room to rotate it, and if he were to sweep again, then it would give Ling Han a lot of time to recover—so how would it be a smart move for him?
Thus, he thrust the spear.
This was a follow-up move, and one of the strongest moves in “Overlord Spear Art.”
Chapter 344
Chapter 344: Little Overlord Spear
Translator: Reverie_ Editor: Kurisu
Ling Han’s physique was extremely strong—having formed the Rock Cliff Body, his body was like a rock, difficult to harm by sharp weapons. However, the main power from Yang Chong’s attack came from the shock, as if it were shocking his entire body into pieces.
For example, a sword slashed on a rock might only burst out a bunch of sparks, and while the rock stayed unharmed, the blade’s edge instead would get bent. However, if a hammer was used to smash it? Then it was very likely to smash the rock into a pile of rubbles.
That was the case now. A wound immediately appeared on Ling Han’s hand, and his entire right arm turned fully red; it was the blood that soaked through his clothes.
Ling Han grimaced. He was a bit conceited, assuming that when he formed Rock Cliff Body, he could look down on people of the same tier. This attack truly taught him a great lesson.
He reached out with his left hand and grabbed at the spear’s tip.
“Audacious!” Yang Chong snorted. His nickname was Little Overlord Spear; who could seize his spear?
He thrust the spear hard. Pu, pu, pu, pu, six flashes of Spear Qi were generated and turned into six silver spearheads that thrust at Ling Han’s shoulder, throat, chest, and face.
Ling Han smiled slightly—would he suffer a second time?
Fist Qi burst forth, and six silver-colored fists appeared, firing towards the Spear Qi.
Peng, peng, peng, peng , muffled sounds reverberated as the spearheads and silver fists clashed. It was clearly visible that the spearheads were completely annihilated but the silver-colored fists had some energy left, continuing to travel for a distance before being extinguished by the gust brought about by the long spear.
Hiss!
Everyone was shocked. What was Qi? It was power and martial intent combined; without corresponding martial arts comprehension, Qi wouldn’t be strong. With only martial arts comprehension and no power, Qi also wouldn’t be strong.
Thus, the collision of Qi was the most simple and unadorned impact that couldn’t be faked; it was a collision of hard power.
Ling Han’s Qi forcibly suppressed Yang Chong’s Spear Qi; what did this prove?
Kickass!
“What’s more surprising is that the spear set off Yang Chong’s Spear Qi—that spear is a Spirit Tool, right?—yet Han Ling’s punch, which was set off completely unarmed, could suppress the Spear Qi fired by it, proving that Han Ling’s martial intent is far above Yang Chong’s!”
Someone saw what was even deeper. There was no doubt since they were the elites amongst the younger generation in the Winter Moon Sect, and had a discerning eye.
“This freak!”
“He’s only nineteen, wait till he reaches twenty nine years old—what heights would he reach?”
“He probably might be recruited by a large force in middle state like Zhu Xuan Er was?”
“Pah, he improved relying on medicinal pills anyways.”
The majority was surprised, but some were disdainful, thinking that everything Ling Han achieved was because of medicinal pills; if they could also receive fostering by endless medicinal pills, they would definitely be stronger than Ling Han.
These people were obviously envious.
Ling Han grabbed the spear tip; the Rock Cliff Body, on top of Origin Power, guarded his hand, and vein-like lines spread out, radiating brightly.
Yang Chong pulled his spear, but discovered that his spear was as if it were rooted in Ling Han’s hand, completely immobile. A baleful look surfaced in his eyes; he stopped pulling, and simply poured all his force on the spear, pressing towards Ling Han.
He didn’t believe that, under such a thrust, Ling Han could still be as if nothing had happened while holding the spear with his bare palms.
One had to know that his spear was a Fourth Tier Spirit Tool!
Ling Han snorted and shook his right arm, forcibly pushing the spear aside. Yang Chong was pouring all his strength in, so when the strength resisting him disappeared, he instantly fell forward uncontrollably.
Ling Han raised his right fist and left it straight up, placing it on the track where Yang Chong was charging.
Yang Chong’s expression changed drastically. If he rammed into it, it would be seen as him ramming his face into Ling Han’s fist. However, he had just used his full strength to thrust forward, so how could he be able to stop this momentum?
Teng, teng, teng, with quick steps, he rammed into Ling Han’s fist.
From everyone else’s perspective, this scene was extremely strange… Ling Han raised his fist long ago, and Yang Chong was as if he were possessed, ramming into it with his face of his own accord; moreover, it was done with all his might.
As the cheek and the fist were about to close contact, everyone closed their eyes, unable to look… this was an obvious tragedy.
Yang Chong’s face was twisted. He didn’t want to, but he really couldn’t stop!
Peng!
His face rammed heavily into Ling Han’s fist, and under the forceful impact, he instantly spun rapidly towards one side, almost breaking his neck.
Fortunately, with this external force, he was instead able to control his body now. He hurriedly stepped downwards with his feet, forcibly halting the momentum.
But how could a face compare to a fist? Not to mention Ling Han’s fist was refined by the Indestruc
tible Heaven’s Scroll, as hard as a rock. The result of this head-on exchange was that the right side of his cheek bulged greatly, making him look like a pig’s head.
One side was like a pig’s head, and the other side was completely normal. Seeing such an intense contrast, people couldn’t help but laugh, and a quite a few people burst into laughter.
Ling Han also laughed. “Junior Brother Yang is so bold and fierce, actually using your face to attack my fist. My respects, my respects! Could Junior Brother Yang be planning on abandoning the spear and cultivating the legendary iron-faced art?”
Being teased like this, Yang Chong was naturally fuming with anger, but no matter how one saw it, it looked like he used his face to ram Ling Han’s fist. Ling Han stood completely still and he was the one who approached it on his own accord.
‘Damn it, this damned bastard!’
Yang Chong pulled himself together, brandished the silver spear, and said, “The outcome hasn’t been decided, don’t you get happy too soon.”
“Hmm, you can justify and speak with such reason while looking like a pig head, Junior Brother Yang’s legendary iron-faced art is already somewhat successful.” Ling Han continued to mock.
“Damn it!” Yang Chong couldn’t bear it anymore. He swept the long spear, charging in a frenzy at Ling Han with the same old trick.
Ling Han suffered once and wouldn’t receive it head-on again unless he formed Iron Sheet Body. With a body like a metal chunk, he probably wouldn’t fear such a head-on exchange. He laughed loudly and said, “In three moves, I’ll make you kneel and sing the conquer song!”
“Bullsh!t!” Yang Chong gained knowledge through pain; he wouldn’t give Ling Han the chance to grab his spear as he brandished the long spear in circles smoothly and quickly.
Ling Han dove right in. Under the Eye of Truth, would moves at a mere seventh layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier have no flaws? He charged in front of Yang Chong from an inconceivable route, fired a punch, and said, “A spear’s advantage is in its long-ranged attacks and the immense power from sweeps, but at close range, a long spear has not much use and is only a burden!”
Yang Chong clenched his teeth, and made his left hand available to fend off Ling Han’s fist.
Peng!
He immediately staggered and retreated. However, he was smart, thinking to take advantage of this backward momentum to increase the distance between him and Ling Han before organizing a counterattack. However, how could he use such a small trick in front of Ling Han?
Ling Han followed him like one’s own shadow. Peng, peng, peng, he threw two consecutive punches and sent Yang Chong flying.
As expected, he only used three moves.
Chapter 345
Chapter 345: The Final Battle
Translator: _Dark_Angel_ Editor: Kurisu
Ling Han obtained two successive victories. Furthermore, each victory was gained very efficiently and his momentum was getting stronger and stronger.
The third round of challenges began, and Ling Han encountered yet another one of the Seven Sons of the Ao Clan. He was the sixth one, and his name was Ao Ming Jie. As a result, there was no reason for Ling Han to be reserved. He activated the Eye of Truth and slap his opponent’s face as much as he liked.
After thirty-two heavy punches, Ao Ming Jie also became a “toothless guy”.
This time, everyone was now clear. Ling Han definitely nursed a grudge against the Ao Family. Against anyone else, Ling Han would merely defeat his opponent. Though he would still heavily wound his opponent, but none of them had such horrible encounters and had all their teeth beaten out of their mouths.
However, what kind of existence was the Ao Clan in the Winter Moon Sect? A Boss! The forefather of the Ao Family was one of the sect’s Grand Elders, an old monster in the Spiritual Infant Tier; why did he have to make relations so tense with the Ao Family?
Even if he was young and hot-blooded, he still shouldn’t have acted so arrogant.
Ling Han had no need for others to understand the way he did things. He simply waited. The opponent for the next round was also one of the Seven Sons of the Ao Clan, Ao Xing Han, who was third in the order. Needless to say, the result was that Ling Han gave him a heavy thrashing, and he, too, became a “toothless guy”.
In the next round, Ling Han was up against Si Qi Meng.
This girl was indeed very strong. She had charged all the way here, and her current result was one victory and three losses. Her one and only victory was obtained during her battle with Bai Ming. She was quite straightforward as well, and directly admitted defeat.
There was nothing else she could do. Her three losses were experienced at the hands of the Seven Sons of the Ao Clan; since Ling Han was capable of thrashing the Seven Sons of the Ao Clan so easily, what need was there to clearly describe the gap between her and Ling Han?
She was a delicate beauty, and if she was actually beaten black and blue in front of everyone, how embarrassing would that be?
Ling Han currently had five victories and zero losses, and at the moment, was ranked first together with Ao Xing Lai and Ao Yuan Wei.
In the sixth round, he came up against Bai Ming.
Bai Ming forfeited.
In the seventh round, he was up against Ao Feng Xing, and Ao Feng Xing actually decisively admitted defeat and escaped the fate of having his face slapped and becoming a toothless guy. This made Ling Han very displeased. His expression was completely black, as if no matter whom he looked at, they were displeasing to his eyes.
Everyone felt their faces twitch. Indeed, Ling Han really had a grudge against the Ao Clan. It was unacceptable to him even if his opponent admitted defeat, and he would actually be mad because of it.
In the eighth round, Ling Han was up against Ao Yuan Wei.
However, this guy did not admit defeat, and wanted to battle with Ling Han.
His ability was indeed slightly stronger than that of the other five sons of the Ao Clan, but that was only by a small margin. He had just moved to attack when Ling Han instantly activated his Eye of Truth to see the pattern of his attack clearly. Ling Han rushed out and gave him a heavy thrashing. Immediately, he fell to the same fate as his four brothers and also became a toothless guy.
Ling Han covered his eyes. As he had successively activated the Eye of Truth, the burden was too heavy on him. This was not the kind of injury that could be healed just by circulating the Indestructible Heaven Scroll, but rather a powerful weariness that had arisen in his spirit. He would need a long rest to recover after this.
In the final battle against Ao Xing Lai, it looked like he wouldn’t be able to use his Eye of Truth anymore. Otherwise, he could possibly suffer a severe backlash, and that was definitely not a pleasant experience.
That was all right. The Eye of Truth was only one of his trump cards. He still had other trump cards, such as the Indestructible Heaven Scroll. If worse comes to worst, he’d use his own injuries in exchange for injuring Ao Xing Lai and see if that would kill the latter!
When he thought of this, Ling Han could not help but exude a powerful vicious aura. Family was his reverse scale, and Ao Feng actually injured his father and imprisoned his mother; this provoked the demonic nature in his bloodstream.
“This is the final round, begin!” the elite of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier said calmly, though his eyes were fixed upon Ling Han and Ao Xing Lai. In his opinion, Ao Xing Lai was the most likely candidate for the champion—the only possible candidate, but there was actually another with eight victories and zero losses now. This was something that he had never imagined would happen.
The victor that would emerge between these two young men would be the champion of the disciple recruitment trial this time round.
However, if Ling Han was the champion, that would make the forefather of the Ao Clan very unhappy. That was because the forefather of the Ao Clan was the one who had strongly suggested for the Thunder Battle Armor to be used as the prize for the champion. His intentions were ver
y clear, and that was to make this Thunder Battle Armor the property of the Ao Clan.
At first, this was practically assured. All Seven Sons of Ao Family had stepped out, but the result… was really not that certain.
Between Ling Han and Ao Xing Lai, who was stronger?
Before this, no one would have any doubts, and would definitely confirm with absolute certainty that the strongest in the Spiritual Ocean Tier in the Winter Moon Sect was definitely Ao Xing Lai. But now, after witnessing Ling Han’s formidable battle prowess, no one would dare to vouch for it so surely.
This young man was really too miraculous!
Ling Han faced Ao Xing Lai directly. This was Ao Feng’s most outstanding son, and if he thrashed him heavily, Ao Feng would definitely be very displeased, wouldn’t he? Ling Han could not help but grin and said, “I hope you will not admit defeat.”
“Haha, do you think I’m one of those trash?” Ao Xing Lai asked coldly, his face filled with disdain.
These words were a blow against the other six sons of the Ao Clan, and made the five that were still here all look furious. However, their faces were all swollen from Ling Han’s thrashing, so one couldn’t really tell that there was any change in their expressions.
“Very good, then I will have no need to worry.” Ling Han released a breath in relief. “I am definitely going to slap your face!”
Ao Xing Lai was so furious that his whole body shook. That was underestimating him too much!
“Young man, usually a loose tongue causes a lot of trouble; you have a bad mouth, and a pair of bad hands as well. I will cripple both your arms to let you know that the reputation of the Ao Family is not to be tarnished by anyone!” he said darkly. He had already suppressed all signs of his rage, which showed his training in martial arts.
“Those are nice words, but you need real ability to back them up!” Ling Han hooked his finger at him. “Come on, then. My fist can no longer wait to leave a mark on your face.”
“Insolence!” Ao Xing Lai finally moved. A long sword appeared out of thin air. It was as black as ink, and the moment it appeared, the whole sky darkened for a moment before returning back to normal.
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