Wu Zhe’s expression looked slightly ugly. At first, he had already taken control of the atmosphere, and everything had been centered on him. He’d been the only focal point, but now? His spotlight had been snatched away by a person that had not even been seen before.
“Senior Brother Disciple Wu, you have fought so many rounds, so you should take some rest, and let me have the stage.” A young man in white jumped out, wearing a dazzling smile on his face.
“Junior Brother Zhang!” Wu Zhe’s gaze jumped to him, and a sliver of caution appeared in his eyes.
This person’s name was Zhang Long. In the past, he had been equally famous as he. Their battle prowess was equally matched, but 100 years ago, Wu Zhe took a crucial step and formed his fifth Mountain River. Zhang Long, however, had not succeeded even until now, and the gap between the two of them was rapidly enlarged.
But Wu Zhe did not take this Zhang Long lightly, because the latter’s talent was really no worse than his own. It could only be said that he was not as fortunate, and that was why he had kept failing. But, who knew when Zhang Long would advance into the pinnacle level, and become capable of being on equal footing with him…
Wu Zhe thought for a moment, and stepped back with a nod, letting him have the stage. “Hoho, then I shall let Junior Brother Zhang have it.”
He had already exhibited enough of his power, and there was no need for him to continue showing off. Too far was as bad as not enough.
Zhang Long’s eyes swept over the masses. His eyes were obviously very gentle, but anyone who became the target of his gaze felt coldness rise up from the bottom of their heart as if they were being targeted by a venomous snake. Involuntarily, they lowered their heads, and dared not look him in the eye.
He was an elite, and even if he hadn’t formed his fifth Mountain River, he was more or less as powerful. He had powerful abilities that could crush all his peers.
Finally, his eyes stopped on Ling Han.
“Junior Brother Disciple, how about we spar?” he asked, issuing his own challenge.
Everyone was surprised. Zhang Long actually wanted to challenge Ling Han?
It should be known that Zhang Long had not entered into the Majestic Heaven Sect just over a year ago, but had been in the sect since 900 years ago. In such a great sect, he had been trained for 900 years. Even if he had not formed his fifth Mountain River, his power would definitely surpass that of any ordinary cultivator in the peak stage of the Mountain River Tier.
Gan Shiyun smirked icily. She had sacrificed a high-grade Godly metal in exchange for Zhang Long’s undertaking of this task. She wanted to teach Ling Han a harsh lesson, and cause him to be humiliated publicly.
Chapter 1153 - Let You Have the First Three Moves
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“Junior Brother Han, do you dare battle me?” Zhang Long asked calmly.
He had indeed received a piece of high-grade Godly metal from Gan Shiyun, but this was not the reason that he was willing to move—he was willing to move because he enjoyed trampling over the pride of geniuses, and the more of a genius they were, the happier he was.
Ling Han stood up, and said, “Since you are asking to be defeated, I will naturally oblige!”
How boastful this guy was!
They hadn’t even battled yet, and he already thought that he would win. Wasn’t he afraid that he would be smacked in the face by reality if he went too far and was too confident in his words?
Zhang Long’s expression darkened, and said, “I entered the sect 900 years before you did, so you should respectfully address me as senior brother!”
“Who is the senior brother, and who is the junior brother? Shouldn’t it be decided by abilities?” Ling Han asked calmly. “If I advance into the Sun Moon Tier someday, Junior Brother Zhang would still have to address me as Milord.”
F***, his self-confidence was really full to burst!
Everyone shook their heads. Though Ling Han was indeed very strong, having defeated Gan Shiyun before even entering the sect, Gan Shiyun had only entered the sect for over a year, after all. Hence, her abilities would be limited.
Zhang Long, however, was completely different. He had already been in the sect for nine centuries, and had been taught many secret techniques of the sect. Though he had not formed his fifth Mountain River, he definitely had to have cultivated Mountain River Tier to perfection.
Below the fifth Mountain River, he should be invincible.
“Haha!” Zhang Long laughed coldly. “You are very arrogant, but I like opponents like you, for I can trample all over you. You would become cut and bruised all over, and be thoroughly discredited.”
“Could it be that you don’t worry that you might be the one who would be stomped into the ground, and be so ashamed that you would not be able to show your face?” Ling Han shook his head.
“This joke is not the slightest bit amusing.” Zhang Long humphed.
“I was not joking.” Ling Han strove to be contrary.
Zhang Long’s expression became colder and colder. With a wave of his hand, he declared, “Then come fight!”
“On the basis that you entered the sect earlier than I, I will let you have the first three moves.” Ling Han placed his arms behind his back.
“Arrogance!” Zhang Long was furious, and suddenly charged at Ling Han in attack.
Boom!
Though he had not formed his fifth Mountain River Tier, he had polished his cultivation in Mountain River Tier to the pinnacle. His Origin Power was incredibly dense, and as he attacked, it was as if the sky itself was pressing down, having the forceful and invincible bearing of Mountain River Tier.
Ling Han’s feet moved, and he calmly retreated, dodging his opponent’s attack by a hair’s breadth.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The three moves were delivered, and Ling Han had indeed dispersed all the attacks without even fighting back.
Gasp!
Everyone was stunned. This was slightly strong. Previously, Zhang Long’s abilities had already been analyzed. Aside from the six king tiers, who else could confidently say they could let Zhang Long have the first three moves here?
But Ling Han did not only say these words, he also did as he said.
This man’s abilities were… deep and unmeasurable!
Even Wu Zhe and He Tao looked slightly surprised. They had not thought that Ling Han would be so powerful.
“I have already let you have the first three moves, so I might as well handicap myself by using only one arm as well.” Ling Han continued to place his right arm behind his back, and merely waved his left arm.
‘This…!
‘Aren’t you looking down on your opponent too much? That was Zhang Long!’
Gan Shiyun was shocked, but also pleased internally at the same time. This time, Ling Han had really offended Zhang Long to the fullest. Now, even without her saying so, Zhang Long would definitely be more than pleased to get rid of Ling Han!
‘Good, very good!’
She did not believe that with Zhang Long’s abilities, he would still be unable to defeat Ling Han. If that was so, the seed-level genius he was and the 900 years of cultivation he had after entering the sect would have been a complete waste of time.
Zhang Long seethed in anger. He was truly angered now.
Letting his opponent have the first three moves, handicapping oneself by using just one arm… These should have been his lines! But now, he was treated in this manner by a junior; this caused him to feel greatly humiliated!
“Junior Brother, you’ve asked for this!” His eyes were sinister and cold. All of a sudden, a blood-red flash appeared. His skin instantly became blood-red, and his body suddenly swelled. Pa, pa. The fabric on his arms was immediately torn forcefully, revealing two furry clawed paws.
That was right. They were not arms, but rather tiger-like legs with claws!
His two arms had currently turned into clawed tiger paws, and there we
re close to 70 divine patterns flickering on them, exuding a blood-red halo.
“Hiss, what kind of secret technique is this? Why do I feel like Zhang Long’s abilities had surpassed the level of the Mountain River Tier?” someone exclaimed in surprise. He was obviously a seed-level genius, yet had already turned pale from the aura that Zhang Long was exuding now.
“No, it hasn’t surpassed the Mountain River Tier. The reason why you feel this way is because your cultivation level is still a bit too low.”
“This is a strange technique that Senior Brother Zhang has cultivated. It is called Absolute Great Blood Tiger Technique. The moment he uses it, his power and speed would be increased greatly.”
“Senior Brother Zhang has already cultivated the Mountain River Tier to the peak stage in the first place, so his power could surpass six stars. And now, added with the Absolute Great Blood Tiger Technique, it is very possible his power could leap into seven stars.”
“That would be the power of the pinnacle level!”
Some senior brothers who had entered the sect earlier explained Zhang Long’s current condition.
He had not formed his fifth Mountain River Tier, yet he had broken through the pinnacle of the four minor levels of Mountain River Tier with other means.
However, secret techniques would still have a limited duration, unlike truly forming five Mountain Rivers, which would be a permanent increase in power. Furthermore, did forming five Mountain Rivers mean that he wouldn’t be able to cultivate a secret technique?
Zhang Long shouted fiercely, and brandished his clawed hand in an attack at Ling Han.
Xiu!
He was too fast. He seemed to have transformed into a bloody flash, so fast that the majority of the cultivators in the consummate level of Mountain River Tier could not even catch his movement.
Peng!
They saw Ling Han move. His right hand flicked, and delivered a flash of Sword Qi.
This strike was so fast it had reached the peak.
Hong, their attacks clashed, forming a brilliant explosion, and causing the majority of people to become blind even when they had their eyes open. They were completely unable to see how the battle had progressed.
However, the brightness soon vanished. They saw that Ling Han was still standing proudly in the center of the arena, his right arm levelled out. His forefinger and middle finger had joined together to form a ”sword”. There was a weak sword light flickering around it. Zhang Long, though, had collapsed at Ling Han’s feet, his face facing upwards. There was blood gushing out of his chest.
‘What?!’
Someone as strong as Zhang Long had been defeated with a single move?
Everyone watched with wide eyes; even their breathing had stagnated.
How could that be possible!? This was completely impossible!
Some of them even wanted to shout in astonishment as they held their heads. They felt that they must have seen it wrong, and understood things wrong. It must have been Zhang Long who had defeated Ling Han with a single move. However, when they closed and opened their eyes again, there was still not the slightest change in the scene.
Zhang Long was lying on the ground, completely unconscious.
Defeat—utter and complete defeat.
Ling Han sent Zhang Long back to the rock he had originally been on with a kick. The force he had used in this kick was ingenious. It just sent Zhang Long to lie face down on the rock, his behind facing upwards as his arms hung on either side. That image would definitely remain in everyone’s memories forever.
Gan Shiyun only felt coldness rise from deep within. Ling Han’s strength had completely exceeded her expectations. He had defeated even Zhang Long so easily. Could it be that he had formed his fifth Mountain River?
That was really a moat to the heavens. Even a super sect the likes of the Majestic Heaven Sect, which had gathered the most brilliant geniuses from over 100 planets, still merely had six king tiers at present.
This kind of genius would definitely be treated like a great treasure by the sect. How could she possibly have any hope for vengeance, then?
Ling Han looked coldly at her. The fact that Zhang Long chose to challenge him alone was obviously not unrelated to Gan Shiyun.
Gan Shiyun merely felt as if her soul itself trembled. She hurriedly lowered her gaze, not daring to meet Ling Han’s eyes.
“Hoho, I really did not imagine that Junior Brother Han would be so strong!” Wu Zhe praised, smiling as he clapped his hands, a strong glint of wariness in his eyes.
He did not dare to underestimate even Zhang Long, because it was highly possible that the latter would form the fifth Mountain River, and once again catch up to him. Then, wasn’t this man that had defeated Zhang Long even more frightening?
Ling Han broke into a smile, and asked, “Brother Wu, could you give me some guidance?”
Chapter 1154 - Junior Brother Wu
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Though Brother Wu and Senior Brother Wu were different by only one word, the meaning each address represented was completely different.
Senior Brother Wu was a kind of respectful address from one who admitted his own abilities were no match for his. As for Brother Wu, that was a polite address from one who absolutely did not think he was weaker than him.
It was just like He Tao and Wu Zhe, who would address each other as “brother”, and neither would address the other as senior brother. As for those who referred to themselves as senior brother, that was because they thought that they were stronger, so how could they possibly lower their own standing?
But that was He Tao and Wu Zhe, two of the six king tiers. Was he, Ling Han, qualified to do the same?
Wu Zhe’s face involuntarily darkened, and a hint of displeasure appeared on it. Did this brat think that he could challenge him just because he had defeated Zhang Long? He was wary of Zhang Long, but that was not because of his present abilities, but rather his potential. In future, the latter might possibly be on equal grounds with himself.
If it was in terms of abilities, he was naturally capable of crushing Zhang Long. Forming the fifth Mountain River was a qualitative boost.
Meanwhile, He Tao smiled slightly. He was still using divine flames to boil tea, appearing to be very serene.
“Junior Brother Han, you seem to be a little too arrogant!” Wu Zhe said icily.
“Junior Brother Wu, I think that you had better address me as senior brother. That way, even if you lost, it would be logical,” Ling Han countered with a smile.
Pu!
The others were gaping with their mouths wide open. They had already known that Ling Han was very arrogant, but had never thought that he would be so direct!
All of them were seeds of the Majestic Heaven Sect, so why did he have to go so far with his actions?
If he lost this battle, then would he still be able to stay in the sect? Who would dare befriend him after he became the target of Wu Zhe, one of the six king tiers?
Would Ling Han be able to win?
Besides diehard fans like Hu Feiyun, practically no one would believe that Ling Han would be able to win over Wu Zhe.
…Even if Ling Han had just beaten Zhang Long, Wu Zhe had defeated Su Jing, Du An, and such extreme geniuses. Furthermore, as one of the six king tiers, this glory was enough to fill others with absolute belief in him.
In the sect, no one could challenge the position of the six king tiers.
Nobody understood. Why did Ling Han seem to have a grudge against Wu Zhe to actually oppose him in this manner?
They had indeed not guessed wrongly. Ling Han was a man who was too protective of his own. Wu Zhe had previously played a trick on the Rain Emperor, so how could Ling Han pretend like he had not seen it? He was naturally going to avenge this loss.
“Junior Brother Han, you are really quite interesting!” Wu Zhe’s whole face was livid. He stretched out his right hand, and weng, it immediately turned pure gold in col
or like it was forged from divine metal. There was a vague feeling of transparency to it.
The last few times he had fought, he had been very casual, but now, he had already used a powerful move even though the battle had not begun. It was naturally because he was truly angered. Of course, the other reason was that Ling Han was strong enough as he had defeated Zhang Long with a single move. Even Wu Zhe would not dare be careless with power like Ling Han’s.
Ling Han similarly did not dare underestimate this opponent. The trick he’d played on the Rain Emperor was one matter, but Wu Zhe’s abilities could not be refuted just on the basis of that. Ling Han’s physique was enough to make him invincible, but he did not want to use that kind of method to defeat his opponent.
He was trying to get justice for the Rain Emperor, so he naturally had to obtain a satisfying victory.
“Junior Brother Wu is not the slightest bit interesting, though, not calling me senior brother nicely. What are you being so stubborn for?” Ling Han said, smiling.
“Have you had enough!!” Wu Zhe roared angrily. Weng, this shout turned solid, creating a visible sound wave. They could see a golden ripple roll out in all directions.
Peng, peng, peng, peng. At least half of the spectators fell off their rocks.
The might of one shout was actually that powerful!
Everyone was astonished. Wu Zhe probably hadn’t shown even 30% of his true abilities so far.
Oh no, how was Ling Han going to block it?
Ling Han stood proudly, and as the sound wave swept over him, it only caused his robes to flutter and his hair to wave slightly. How could it have possibly hurt him? He calmly said, “It is not decided by who has the louder voice. No matter how loud you shout, junior brother would still be junior brother, and it cannot be changed.”
“You!!” Wu Zhe had almost gone mad in rage. He pounced out.
In the end, he could not stop himself from taking the initiative to attack Ling Han.
Theoretically, the senior brother would have to make an allowance of one or two moves in this kind of spar, and this was also why he had not made his move just now when he had obviously been in a thunderous rage. That was because he wanted to conduct himself with dignity as per his status, but now, he had been so angered by Ling Han that he had forgotten all that. He only wanted to trample all over this despicable guy.
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