However, he was truly powerful—incredibly powerful, even.
Cultivating the fifth Mountain River was the pinnacle level. Innumerable rays of golden light descended from the skies, forming multiple sharp blades that slashed down on Ling Han.
Ling Han stretched out his right hand, and formed a barrier above his head. A frightening amount of Origin Power boiled, exuding an aura that was not the slightest bit weaker than Wu Zhe’s.
Peng, peng, peng, peng!
The golden blades fell, but not one was able to penetrate Ling Han’s barrier of Origin Power. And at this moment, Wu Zhe himself had also already arrived. His punch landed like a great star falling down, causing the heaven and earth themselves to pale in comparison.
Ling Han’s competitive spirit burned, and he similarly raised a fist to receive the other’s with an attack of his own.
Peng!
The two fists collided, and instantly, a brilliant, blinding light was created. A shock wave rippled out. Those who had just sat back down were once again sent flying. This time was even worse as they fell off the mountain peak.
Thankfully, the mountain peak was not tall. Hence, they merely fell a short distance before reaching the ground.
The collision of fists of Wu Zhe and Ling Han had not ended. The two sides were exerting power, wanting to cause the other to collapse.
Zizizi, endless power appeared in the form of light, continuously ****, and the deafening noise was like a heavenly tribulation, and also like the heavens collapsing.
Peng!
Finally, the two of them trembled, and ended this clash of fists. Wu Zhe was bounced back, and landed safely with a somersault, whereas Ling Han retreated slightly for seven steps before regaining his balance.
Who got the upper hand?
They couldn’t really understand what they were seeing. It seemed to have been a draw.
Ling Han frowned slightly. He had just broken through to the pinnacle level, after all. In terms of mere power, the other was just that slight bit superior to him, but the gap was not too large. Then, in a situation where the power of both sides was about the same, it would have to depend on who had the stronger secret technique, and whose natural talent in battle was higher.
Wu Zhe’s expression instantly became incredibly serious, and he said, “No wonder you were so arrogant, so it turns out that Junior Brother Han has also cultivated to the pinnacle level!”
‘What?!’
Everyone felt their hair rise on ends. This aggressive guy had actually also formed the fifth Mountain River?
No wonder, no wonder he had been able to challenge Wu Zhe. The two of them had already stood on the true peak of Mountain River Tier.
“Then, let us battle with our fullest!” Wu Zhe shouted loudly, stretching out both arms. They were actually stretching continuously, becoming thinner, and turned into two golden blades. The blades were covered with divine patterns all over, and if one counted, there were as many as 79 of them!
He gave a large shout, and charged over at Ling Han. His two blade arms were brandished continuously, shooting out terrifying flashes of Sword Qi.
Ling Han did not take it lying down. Using his two fingers like he would a sword, he ran forwards to receive the attack.
Ding, ding, ding, ding!
They clashed endlessly. They were obviously mere bodies of blood and flesh, yet in their clash, the sounds of metals colliding with one another was heard, causing others to gasp. To what freakish extent had these two people cultivated their physique?
But none would be as apprehensive as Wu Zhe!
Chapter 1155 - Unleashing Trump Cards
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Wu Zhe was naturally aware that he could only transform his arm into a Divine Sword because of the cultivate that he practiced.
However, he couldn’t channel this cultivation technique forever. If he channeled it for too long, his body would be irreparably damaged. Meanwhile, it didn’t seem like Ling Han was channeling any cultivation technique at all. It was as if his physique was innately as powerful as Godly metal.
‘This is far too terrifying!
‘Do such freaks really exist in the world?’
He took a deep breath. The might of his opponent was a bit beyond his expectations. He waved his arm-sword, and roared, “Heavens above and netherworld beneath; slay all the countless heroes in the world!”
Boom!
Sword light burst from his body, and his aura instantly soared to a new height.
‘I am the sword!’
He launched a flurry of attacks at Ling Han, each of his strikes bold and powerful. He wished to defeat Ling Han with his supreme sword intent.
Ling Han met Wu Zhe’s attacks with his finger. Since his opponent wasn’t using a God Tool, he wouldn’t use his Divine Demon Sword, either. He was going to overwhelm his opponent in every single aspect and leave him with no room for excuses.
“Suppress him!” Ling Han unleashed his divine patterns of gravity to affect his Wu Zhe’s movements.
They were at the same cultivation level right now, so Wu Zhe couldn’t avoid the fate of being affected. The only difference was how much he was affected. He staggered forward before immediately regaining his balance and continuing his attack on Ling Han.
Ling Han chuckled, and continued to unleash his divine patterns of gravity as he blocked Wu Zhe’s attacks with his finger. Although his divine patterns of gravity only had minimal effects, even the smallest of effects were of great significance in a battle between elites.
Indeed, Wu Zhe was extremely annoyed by the divine patterns of gravity. Although they had little effect on him, they would cause his attacks to veer slightly off course every single time. This ticked him off immensely.
During battle, one’s mental state was especially important.
However, Wu Zhe’s battle prowess was elevated to a new height after he unleashed one of his most powerful techniques, and it seemed as if he were about to turn the tables on and suppress Ling Han.
Ling Han’s pride was also like a raging fire, and he used his fingers like a sword as he activated his divine patterns of flame. Roaring flames instantly burst to life on his right hand.
These weren’t ordinary flames, but rather flames that had been formed from the Regulations of the great dao. These were flames that could incinerate even Godly metal!
Wu Zhe frowned deeply. Even he felt pressure in front of these divine flame. His opponent looked much younger than him, so how could he engrave so many Regulations of the great dao in his body?
He couldn’t lose!
Wu Zhe’s fighting spirit soared into the sky. He was one of the six kings tier prodigies, so how could he lose to others? Being defeated by the other five king tiers was not an option, either. After all, if he lost, how could he still maintain an equal status with the other king tiers?
“Duo!” He roared in a low voice, and the sound waves of his roar transformed into a sword that slashed toward Ling Han1.
Ling Han casually swung a fist at this sword.
Pa!
The sound wave sword exploded into pieces. However, a sharp pain instantly stabbed at his mind.
‘Huh? Spiritual attack?’
Ling Han couldn’t help but click his tongue in wonder. Who would’ve thought that the sound wave attack was only a facade? The true attack had actually turned out to be a spiritual attack. However, his opponent would never guess that he had already cultivated his divine sense to an extremely powerful level. It had been tempered by the Indestructible Heaven’s Scroll, so, like his physique, it was one minor level stronger than his current cultivation level.
“What?!” A look of shock finally appeared on Wu Zhe’s face when he saw that his spiritual attack had been ineffective. He had unleashed the Perishing Shock Wave just then, which was an extremely profound spiritual attack technique. In fact, it was one of the Majestic Heaven Sect’s secret techniques.
He had on
ly been taught this technique because he had reached the pinnacle level of the Mountain River Tier. If one didn’t reach the pinnacle level, this technique wouldn’t be taught to them, regardless of how prodigious they were.
Ling Han had only just entered the sect, so of course he hadn’t been taught the Perishing Shock Wave yet. Anyhow, even if he had learned it, it would only elevate the offensive ability of his divine sense, not the defensive ability.
Wu Zhe had roared to cover up his spiritual attack, and his opponent had taken the full brunt of this attack. However, he had come out of it completely unscathed. This was unbelievable!
‘What kind of freak is he?!’
Ling Han cracked a grin, and said, “That was a fairly good surprise attack. I’ll give you nine out of 10. I’ve deducted one point to prevent you from becoming too arrogant.”
‘F*ck! Do you really think you’re my senior brother?’
Wu Zhe’s expression became icy, and he finally retrieved a God Tool. It was a slightly damaged sword. However, it was radiating an ancient and profound aura.
“Three Clouds Three Flower Sword!” he said solemnly.
“Three Clouds Three Flower Sword!” someone shouted in astonishment.
“That’s an inherited precious treasure of the Wu Clan! According to rumors, this is a sword that was used by the ancient ancestor of the Wu Clan. Both he and his sword perished during his final battle, yet the precious sword absorbed the ancient ancestor’s soul. As such, one can comprehend the sword intent of the Wu Clan’s ancient ancestor if they cultivate with this sword.
“At that time, the Wu Clan’s ancient ancestor was a supreme elite at the Heavenly Body Tier. According to legends, he was a freakish talent who could even exchange a few blows with Eternal River Tier elites!”
“No wonder Senior Brother Wu’s sword intent is so powerful! It’s because he received the inheritance of the Three Clouds Three Flower Sword!”
This wasn’t a replica, and it was the genuine Three Clouds Three Flower Sword.
“You should be proud that you’ve forced me to use the Three Clouds Three Flower Sword!” Wu Zhe said.
Ling Han laughed loudly, and said, “Regardless of what you do, you still won’t be able to avoid defeat!”
“It’s not a good habit to make such bold claims. Be careful of slapping your own face!” Wu Zhe leaped forward, slashing with his sword as he did so. Countless clouds and flowers materialized in the air.
Ling Han felt as if he had been drawn into another world, one that was brimming with clouds and flowers. However, if he moved even just a little bit, these clouds and flowers would exude a terrifying and wicked killing intent.
Every step was thorny, and every step was dangerous!
However, Ling Han was unafraid. Even if this genuinely was a high-grade God Tool, how powerful it was would still depend on who was wielding it. Although Wu Zhe had formed five Mountains and Rivers, it was clear that he still hadn’t reached the true pinnacle yet. Thus, it was impossible for him to possess power at the Sun Moon Tier’s level.
Meanwhile, Ling Han’s physique determined that he would definitely have the last laugh. The only question was whether he won easily or won with some difficulty.
He moved his right hand and retrieved the Divine Demon Sword. A murderous aura instantly soared into the sky.
This was Devouring Metal, a metal that could evolve into Divine Metal in the future. Even though its current level was still low, it possessed immense potential. Moreover, it had been tempered by several heavenly tribulations, and thus it was engraved with Ling Han’s comprehension of dao.
One was engraved with its wielder’s dao, while the other was a damaged weapon used by someone tens of thousands of years ago. How could their affinity with their owner be the same?
A brilliant light instantly burst from the Divine Demon Sword, appearing tremendously mighty and astounding.
The Rain Emperor and Ding Ping immediately sprang up, a look of excitement on their faces.
They naturally guessed Ling Han’s identity upon seeing him retrieve the Divine Demon Sword. They also understood why he had stepped forward to challenge Wu Zhe. This was because Wu Zhe had wounded the Rain Emperor, and his tactics had more so been sly and shady.
With Ling Han’s personality of protecting his own people, how could he let such a matter slide?
Their swords clanged together, and their martial intent collided violently. Strands of divine patterns materialized in the air and transformed into chains of Regulations that fluttered in the sky.
If the Three Clouds Three Flower Sword were in its original condition, Ling Han’s Divine Demon Sword would have been no match for it. After all, it was still just a “seedling” that was far from fulfilling its potential of becoming Divine Metal. However, the Three Clouds Three Flower Sword was damaged, and it would’ve been a block of useless metal had it not fused together with the soul of the Wu Clan’s ancient ancestor.
Now, however, it was evenly matched with the Divine Demon Sword.
Chapter 1156 - Suppressed in all Aspects
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Ling Han nodded in his mind. The inherent high quality of the Divine Demon Sword was finally displaying its might.
It was a God Tool that had the potential to become Divine Metal, after all, so how could it not be powerful?
Ling Han didn’t need to control his sword at all, as it was already fully engraved with his martial intent. He could manipulate it with just a thought, and doing so would be no different from wielding it with his hands.
This was a terrifying notion. This sword was equivalent to a separate body of Ling Han, so when it teamed up with him, just how overwhelming would his battle prowess become?
Wu Zhe instantly regretted summoning his God Tool.
Neither of them had summoned their God Tool just then, and he hadn’t been at a disadvantage, either. It was just that he didn’t have an opportunity to attain victory yet. However, it was because of his strong desire to achieve victory that he summoned his Three Clouds Three Flower Sword. He wanted to end the battle a soon as possible, and thus reaffirm his dignity as a senior brother.
However, who would’ve imagined that his opponent’s God Tool would be just as powerful as his? Moreover, it had an incredible affinity with Ling Han—it was as if it had been nurtured by him.
This made him feel very miserable. This was really a case of going out for wool and coming back shorn—he had screwed himself over.
Ling Han’s heart and spirit were both linked to the Divine Demon Sword, and thus the Divine Demon Sword was able to channel his Sword Dao as it slashed toward Wu Zhe. Meanwhile, Ling Han also swung his fists at Wu Zhe.
This was the second path that he wanted to take.
The Sword Dao was his first choice. In any case, it would be a waste not to take the path of the Sword Dao since he already owned a God Tool like the Divine Demon Sword. However, he also wanted to take the path of the Unarmed Combat Dao.
He had cultivated the Indestructible Heaven’s Scroll, and his physique was so powerful that he could be viewed as a human weapon. He possessed the Nine Dragons Tyrant Body Art on top of that, and this technique allowed him to wield an endless power. Thus, he was extremely suited to close combat.
His fists, legs, elbows, and even head could all be used as deadly weapons!
Boundless divine light radiated from the Divine Demon Sword, and Ling Han’s fists were also raging with divine flames as they rained down on his opponent. Similar to the Rain Emperor, he was exuding an incredibly mighty and domineering aura.
He would crush whoever stood in his way!
Wu Zhe was unwilling to yield. He felt that Ling Han was far too overconfident. Generally speaking, people would only attack in such a manner if their power was far greater than that of their opponent.
If one swung their fists wildly as Ling Han did, they would suffer greatly if they came across an opponent who was slight
ly more powerful.
Wu Zhe roared in anger as he used his sword to parry the Divine Demon Sword. At the same time, his left hand also balled into a fist, and he punched at Ling Han.
As one of the six king tiers, he wasn’t afraid of anyone at the same cultivation level.
Peng! Peng! Peng!
The two of them continued to exchange blows. In terms of power, neither of them had an advantage over the other. Although Wu Zhe was slightly more powerful, it was only by a very insignificant margin. Thus, this could still be viewed as an evenly matched battle.
Their fists rained down on each other at incredible speed, and they had already exchanged 100 or so blows in just a few seconds. In the end, they separated from each other and concluded their brief moment of unarmed combat.
Ling Han was naturally unscathed. However, blood was dripping from Wu Zhe’s wounded left hand. In fact, his entire left arm was trembling in exertion.
Even Origin Power shields wouldn’t be of much use during such close-quarters combat—this was also why many cultivators avoided close-quarters combat whenever possible. Unarmed combat would reduce the effectiveness of Origin Power, though Origin Power was what most people cultivated. Very few people practiced Body Arts.
In terms of physique, it was clear that Ling Han had achieved a resounding victory!
Wu Zhe grimaced in disbelief.
His opponent’s divine sense was already frighteningly stable. Yet, right now, he realized that his opponent’s physique was also on a freakish level.
‘How can someone be so freakish?’
The spectators were all stunned.
Wu Zhe had unleashed his full battle prowess, yet he had still been wounded!
Who could’ve predicted this?
Meanwhile, Gan Shiyun’s slender body trembled in shock. She finally realized just how wrong she had been. She had provoked and offended an absolute freak!
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