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Chapter 850 – An Aura to Wash Away the Clouds
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"Your Majesty, I…" The red-clothed little boy's strength was ranked 42 on the Destiny Decree. Although he was much stronger than those slaughter puppets that had gone onstage so far, he still lacked the courage to face Lin Ming head on.
Even an idiot could see that Lin Ming hadn't used everything he had so far. He went back and forth with the same three moves and was already on a rampage right now. The red-clothed little boy didn't think he had a snowball's chance in hell of winning. And, in a life or death battle, the red-clothed little boy didn't expect that Lin Ming would show him any mercy at all.
He and Lin Ming had a particularly high number of grudges.
"What? You don't want to fight?" Situ Haotian frowned, a faint killing intent exuding from him.
"I…" The red-clothed little boy gulped before falling to his knees. "Your Majesty, please show mercy. It isn't that this official won't fight, but this official simply isn't that Lin Lanjian's match! I beg Your Majesty to spare my life. This official has always faithfully served and worked for the Asura Divine Kingdom's best interests, please allow me to continue doing so!"
Situ Haotian sneered, "Humph, I am now giving you your chance to faithfully serve. Have you forgotten just who it was that started this battle?"
As Situ Haotian spoke, the red-clothed little boy paled until there wasn't a drop of blood left in his face. When Lin Ming had proposed a revolving battle, that had been done to reduce the pressure on the Forsaken God Clan. And, the turning point for that had been the red-clothed little boy. He had taken advantage of his superior strength at the time to bully Lin Ming and declare the battle against him. He had even said that he would lose if he couldn't defeat Lin Ming within 10 moves.
Finally, the result was that Lin Ming didn't dodge the battle. Once he crossed Life Destruction he would challenge every Life Destruction master of the Asura Divine Kingdom. In a sense, the reason that this battle even happened was related to the red-clothed little boy. Now that the battle had become much more difficult than they had imagined and the losses were mounting, it was natural for Situ Haotian to vent his anger on him!
The red-clothed little boy's forehead was wet with sweat. He regretted his previous decision so much that his guts turned blue. How could he have spoken words so cheaply? This was really what they meant by careless talk causes trouble.
He wanted to say that the one who finally agreed to this battle was Situ Haotian himself, but he didn't have this courage. He feared that saying such words would cause Situ Haotian to kill him right here with a single palm.
It wasn't just the red-clothed little boy who was soaked in a cold sweat, but Situ Haotian's elder disciple Situ Bai also felt his palms sweat. He was ranked 26 on the Destiny Decree. There was a chance he could defeat Lin Ming, but it was more likely he would suffer a ruinous fate. When he had been at the Forsaken God Clan's Realmheart Great Hall and Lin Ming had declared he would battle all the Life Destruction masters of the Asura Divine Kingdom, he too had participated in that with several cheap words he now bitterly regretted.
He had even said that he wouldn't need anyone to deal with Lin Ming after he crossed Life Destruction. Situ Bai had said he could single-handedly defeat Lin Ming.
Now that he thought back to those words, he really wanted to smash his head into a wall.
Once the red-clothed little boy lost, wouldn't he be next on the list to enter the stage?
"Will you fight or not?" Situ Haotian glared at the red-clothed little boy. The red-clothed little boy wasn't part of the Situ Family Clan and had lived for over 1500 years already. His chances of breaking through to the Divine Sea were near zero. If he died then he died; it wouldn't too great a loss.
"I… I will fight."
The red-clothed little boy grit his teeth. Compared to being directly executed here by Situ Haotian, he might as well challenge Lin Ming.
Perhaps he might have a slim chance of survival.
Moreover, if he died in battle then his family clan would at least obtain the shelter of the Asura Divine Kingdom. If they were executed because of him then that would really be an injustice.
The red-clothed little boy took a deep breath and flew off of the Godspeed Boat.
"It's you…" Lin Ming said with a faintly interested smile. He and the red-clothed little boy who was an Asura Imperial Scholar could be said to have a very deep enmity. He had been chased by this little boy into the 8000 Mile Black Swamp and had also been challenged by him in the Forsaken God Clan's Realmheart Great Hall.
"You challenged me three months ago and we set a date, but I never thought you would actually come." Although Lin Ming was smiling, his killing intent didn't diminish in the least.
"Cut the crap. Don't think that you will definitely defeat me!" The red-clothed little boy placed all of his hatred onto Lin Ming. Ever since he met Lin Ming, that was when his unlucky fate began.
He gave a loud shout and his body blew up like a balloon, his muscles sticking out. He grasped a thick lance in his hands.
The only problem was that he still had the appearance of a little boy; it made it very awkward looking at him.
"Samsara Devil Arts!"
A six-armed demon phantom appeared behind the red-clothed little boy. Each of the six arms held a magic tool, its face pallid and cruel. It looked like an immortal underworld king from the totems of the demonic path.
The red-clothed little boy was ranked in the top 50 of the Destiny Decree. After using the Samsara Devil Arts, his aura suddenly shot up. Every martial artist in a 10 mile radius could suddenly feel a tremendous pressure pushing down on them.
"That is one of the Asura Divine Kingdom's three great Imperial Scholars, Imperial Scholar Xuan! A fierce character finally came out! This match should be worth watching."
"That's right. Although Imperial Scholar Xuan shouldn't be Lin Lanjian's match, he should still be able to support himself for some time. Either that or he'll be instantly killed. Now that would be truly frightening!"
The red-clothed little boy grasped the lance with both hands, a viscous chaotic and demonic energy revolving around the lance shaft. Just looking at this demonic energy made one feel as if their soul was falling for eternity.
Concept of Darkness?" Lin Ming was slightly surprised. The Concept of Darkness had the attribute of devouring all energy. Its degree of mystery surpassed the Concepts of the five elements and neared that of the Concepts of Space and Time. For this red-clothed little boy to be able to comprehend this Concept to such a degree, he really wasn't an ordinary martial artist. This was also the reason that he was able to stand out amongst all the sixth stage Life Destruction martial artists and rank in the top 50 of the Destiny Decree!
Myriad Demons Samsara!
The red-clothed little boy split into six forms, each one of them carrying a thick lance that curved like a snake. A deep and sticky darkness came shrouding down from the sky, swallowing up all the sunlight.
It was like the entire dimensional realm had fallen into darkness. The immortal underworld king appeared high in the sky, its six magic tools smashing down at Lin Ming.
This was the red-clothed little boy's strongest martial skill. He didn't dare to hold back against Lin Ming, otherwise he wouldn't have a chance in the future.
Facing this massive blow, Lin Ming was calm as usual. He held his spear with a single hand and drew a crescent moon in the air. The space around the spear edge began to quietly collapse.
Law of Annihilation, Chain of Stars!
Ka ka ka!
Countless cracks began to appear throughout the entire shroud of darkness, like a black mirror that was being broken apart!
Back when he was in the Timeworn Phoenix City's God Transforming Mirror, Lin Ming had already comprehended the Space Laws to the point where he was able to rip apart the void. And at that time, the space there had been even more stable than now.
The broken space fragments shot out, following Lin Ming's red spear around as he thrust it outwards!
Ca!
Space continued to collapse. At the same time, that immortal underworld king phantom was being torn apart by the space fragments. A fierce and grim light flashed over the red-clothed little boy's face as the six lance-wielding shadows around him thrust at Lin Ming's dantian!
Puff! Puff!
Space fragments cut into the red-clothed little boy and blood shot into the air. However, he had already held onto the determination to die. He was completely unaware of all the damage being inflicted to him. His every thought was locked onto Lin Ming; he would rather die than miss this lance strike!
"Mm? The Concept of Darkness can actually make the void sticky and limit my movements?" Lin Ming was about to back away, but he discovered that the space around him had turned into something like a swamp. His movements were hindered, causing him to be slightly surprised.
However he was only surprised. From the moment that he started this battle until now, he may have instantly killed his enemies so far, but in order to save his strength and also hide his cards he had only been using 40-50% of his energy.
After Life Destruction transformed his body, every cell within him had undergone a baptism of energy and he had thoroughly formed his spirit body. Combined with his body transformation cultivation, his strength far surpassed that of an ordinary Life Destruction martial artist to a nearly impossible degree.
His peak strength had never been revealed.
He flourished his long spear and opened the Heretical God Force to the limit as well as galvanizing the power of the Eight Inner Hidden Gates. All of the cells within his body began to breathe in unison. The energy that belonged to a Life Destruction martial artist burst out. At the same time, his silver battle spirit howled out and formed a silver white divine spear on the outside of his own red spear.
Lin Ming took a sudden step back and grasped the spear's end with both hands. He lowered himself, concentrating the power of his waist. With the support of the Gate of Limit, his spine tightened along his shoulder, gathering more and more power. His spear was like a red dragon about to leap out from the sea.
And then, Lin Ming shot forwards.
The void was torn apart like paper as the cold spear edge drew a scintillating brilliance through the darkness.
Ca!
With a light sound, a dazzling flash of silver white light shot into the sky as a divine spear directly impacted through the nine heavens. Billowing purple thunder and waves of surging flames followed, as if the entire world were falling apart!
In that instant, the divine spear disappeared. The raging power of thunder and fire swept through the world, invincible and unstoppable!
Ka ka ka!
A crack several miles long appeared in the sheared off mountain peak. The red-clothed little boy's expression was dull and listless as he stood suspended in the air. Behind him, the immortal underworld king phantom also appeared bleak as it floated in the air.
Peng!
The immortal underworld king phantom blew apart and the red-clothed little boy's lance split in half. From the lance edge to the lance shaft, the lance was cleanly cut open. This crack spread to the red-clothed little boy's body, forming a grim crimson line of blood that continued up his arm, cut through his dantian, stomach, chest, neck, mouth, nose… finally arriving at his forehead. Then, that bloody line continued around his spine until it formed a complete circle.
Next, underneath the eyes of everyone watching, the red-clothed little boy and his lance split in half, blood spraying into the air as his body and weapon dropped to the ground.
As the audience saw the red-clothed little boy that was split in half as well as that heaven-step lance that was also the same, all of them were shocked speechless. They had guessed that Lin Ming was hiding his strength, but none of them imagined that his true strength would be so horrifying. That medium-grade heaven-step lance had been split apart from edge to shaft as if it were a radish!
Lin Ming was like a juggernaut as he tore his way through all the matches so far without equal. Although everyone thought that the red-clothed little boy wasn't Lin Ming's opponent, they still believed he could last for a while. But, although he had managed to last until the second move, he was still instantly killed right afterwards!
So now it seemed that the reason Lin Ming threw his spear against those slaughter puppets was because he was hiding his ability and saving his strength. Otherwise, he could simply have used an extraordinarily powerful attack like this. Who cared if it was a suicidal attack? Both attack and person would have been completely torn apart by his spear!
He was simply a monster!
As Situ Haotian saw the red-clothed little boy's miserable death, the corners of his lips began twitching. His eyes swept over and he saw that Situ Bai's forehead was dripping with sweat, and his knuckles were gripped so tightly that they were white.
Situ Bai thought he would have had a chance against Lin Ming, but now it seemed that fighting him was certain death!
"Garbage!" Situ Haotian spat out this word.
Situ Bai was frightened so much that he fell to his knees, his entire body trembling. He didn't want to die!
At this time, Situ Luosha stepped forwards and then kneeled on one knee, "Your Majesty, please allow me to fight!"
Chapter 851 – Luosha's Determination
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As Situ Bai saw Situ Luosha volunteer, he suddenly let out a deep breath of relief, nearly collapsing to the floor.
Sometimes, when a martial artist faced a life or death situation, their attitude might veer towards one of two extremes. One would be a desperado, not fearing death nor danger. They would mostly come from poorer backgrounds and rely on this sort of character to grasp lucky chances, finally arriving at a higher boundary.
And then there were those that treasured their own life. These types of people would often come from large sects and would have enjoyed endless resources since childhood. They had already developed an inherent sense of superiority so how would they be willing to die?
Situ Bai was the latter. As a martial artist at his level, he had a life that would be several thousand years long. For as long as he wanted he could enjoy a life more luxurious than that of any mortal king of this world, enough to satisfy for a hundred lifetimes. Thus, he cherished his life, and this was also the reason that he found Situ Haotian's eyes so unbearable.
"Humph!"
Situ Haotian's cold cough fell like thunder in Situ Bai's ears. Situ Bai shook and he was nearly knocked to the floor.
Situ Bai would rather be called garbage by Situ Haotian or disappoint him than to die. As he recalled the bragging talk three months ago when he said he could pinch Lin Ming to death even after he crossed Life Destruction, he wanted to tear his own mouth out.
In the end, Situ Haotian didn't send Situ Bai onstage. Situ Bai was worth far more than the red-clothed little boy was. Situ Bai was just over 70 years old, not that much older than Situ Yaoyue. He had a small chance of reaching the Divine Sea in the future. However, because of today's mental attack, his chances of reaching the Divine Sea had become that much slimmer.
Moreover, the most important point was that even though Situ Bai was more powerful than the red-clothed little boy, he wasn't that much stronger. If the red-clothed little boy could support himself up to Lin Ming's second attack, then Situ Bai would at most be able to withstand five attacks. The result would still be the same; Lin Ming's combat strength wouldn't be affected too much.
As a Divine Sea powerhouse, Situ Haotian was not an idiot. According to his original plan, even if Lin Ming and Situ Yaoyue were similar in strength, or perhaps Lin Ming was even a bit stronger, his physical condition would suffer after having to continue through 20-30 fights. Small wounds or injuries would accumulate in his body – this was inevitable. He had prepared 20-30 slaughter puppets for the explicit purpose of wearing down Lin Ming at all costs. No one was able to fight like a mechanical puppet, never knowing exhaustion.
However, after observing over 20 matches, Situ Haotian was able to confirm that Lin Ming had a terrifying ability. And that was – self recovery!
With Situ Haotian's vision, he shouldn't have discovered this so late. But, Lin Ming's restorative ability came from the Gate of Healing; it was from a cultivation system beyond Situ Haotian's understanding. Even now he was only able to generally speculate about this ability of Lin Ming's; he simply wasn't able to identify just why Lin Ming's regenerative abilities were so strong.
Lin Ming's total energy within his body far surpassed that of a normal martial artist. Not just that, but he could also rapidly absorb heaven and earth origin energy from his surroundings, quickly supplementing any energy he consumed. This caused his endurance to reach a terrifying degree!
Also, Lin Ming's physical defense and blood vitality were extraordinary, and he wore the Demon Emperor Armor. Even if he was affected by an attack from those slaughter puppets, over half of those effects would have been melted away anyway. He would have only received a minor shock wound. If an ordinary martial artist were to continue this for 20 or more fights, these tiny shock wounds would accumulate and cause the blood energy within their body to be unstable, making their true essence chaotic.
But, Lin Ming's blood vitality was vibrant and exuberant. With the support of the Gate of Healing, his restorative ability was completely abnormal. Even minor wounds healed at ridiculous speeds. In other words, those 20 fights that Lin Ming had fought in before only had minimal effects on him!
Even if Lin Ming consumed a bit of his energy, he was still constantly accumulating momentum. After so many battles in which he slayed his enemies, he had become like an ancient and wild vicious beast, ominous and dire, his momentum seeming as if it had merged with the world itself. These battles had caused him to reach the peak in yet another state!
"This damned boy!"
Situ Haotian grimaced. He didn't blame himself for his stupidity, he was always careful. This method of using a revolving battle to wear down Lin Ming was reasonable and indisputable, but the one factor he never expected was that Lin Ming was actually such an abnormal freak.
"Get out!"
Situ Haotian shouted at the insufferable Situ Bai. After obtaining this pardon, Situ Bai scurried away with his tail between his legs, absolutely scared out of his wits. At this moment, even facing Situ Haotian was a form of suffering. He only hated that he couldn't grow another pair of legs and run away even faster.
Situ Haotian's sharp and brutal eyes swept over all the remaining martial artists. Even the several remaining slaughter puppets were frightened. Although they already came here prepared to die, none of them wished to face that vicious beast in human form, Lin Ming. The pressure that Lin Ming put out was simply too great; no one could see the slightest hope of themselves winning.
This was like when a death sentenced prisoner faced the guillotine, and their legs would finally tremble. It was because the cold shine of that guillotine blade was far too oppressive.
This was the fear born from killing intent!
"A group of garbage!" Situ didn't intend to send these remaining slaughter puppets out. The strongest of them was only a bit better than the red-clothed little boy. He didn't want to uselessly send them off and allow Lin Ming to accumulate even more momentum.
The Great Demon Envoy actually didn't lower his head. Instead, he looked back at Situ Haotian with confidence in his eyes. From his eyes, Situ Haotian could not sense any fear at all, but instead a trace of determination. The Great Demon Envoy was not like these slaughter puppets. He was just over 70 years old and had a small chance of reaching the Divine Sea. In the face of certain death, it was extremely rare for him to maintain his calm composure.
"Demon One, you seem as if you intend to step onstage?" Situ Haotian asked.
The Great Demon Envoy cupped his hands together. "If Your Majesty needs, then this official shall go to battle."
"Oh? You aren't afraid of death?"
"This official has repeatedly failed against Lin Lanjian. Although I fear death, I also fear that my determination and confidence will be ruined."
"Good!" Situ Haotian showed an appreciative look. A martial artist that wanted to reach greater heights would first have to have a firm heart of martial arts. If they were someone like Situ Bai or the red-clothed little bo
boy who trembled and faltered when facing a powerful match, then they could simply forget about ever reaching a higher boundary. Even if Situ Bai's talent surpassed that of the Great Demon Envoy, when he attempted to break into the Divine Sea, he would encounter a heart demon that was birthed from his innermost fear of Lin Ming. A heart demon that was shaped like Lin Ming would have unbelievable power and control. It was likely that Situ Bai would be defeated by this heart demon and fall into obsession.
In order to step onto the peak of martial arts, one had to strengthen their determination and their own beliefs. This was because when climbing upwards to the peak of martial arts, they would have to encounter endless difficulties to begin with.
Situ Haotian didn't intend on sending the Great Demon Envoy to a battle he would certainly lose and die in. His eyes shifted to Situ Luosha, and he saw on him a similar determination.
As Situ Luosha saw Situ Haotian glance at him a second time, he pleaded once more, "Your Majesty, please allow Luosha to go to battle!"
Situ Luosha was different from the others. Although he appeared solemn, he truly did have the confidence to defeat Lin Ming. This match would by no means be certain death for him. Out of all the people present, he was one of the peerless proud sons of heaven that the Asura Divine Kingdom was raising. There was no business of the Divine Kingdom that he had to handle – his only mission was to cultivate. As long as he remained focused, he had a great chance of reaching the Divine Sea realm within 20 years!
"This is truly destined retribution…" Situ Haotian let out a deep breath. Situ Luosha was one of his outstanding Ascetics; his value was even near that of a Divine Sea Supreme Elder. If he died, it would be a significant loss to the Asura Divine Kingdom!
Situ Haotian looked to the heavens and sighed. If he knew that this would happen then he would never have become enemies with Lin Ming. But now the Asura Divine Kingdom was already riding the tiger; they were no longer able to back down!
As a Divine Sea powerhouse and a dignified Asura Divine Emperor, it would be incomparably ridiculous or him to beg for mercy from a Life Destruction realm junior. But, if this could solve the Asura Divine Kingdom's predicament then Situ Haotian would disregard all shame to do this. But now, the problem was that attempting to ease their enmity had no meaning at all!
Apologizing now was in truth the same as admitting defeat and the same as saying that the Asura Divine Kingdom couldn't fight Lin Ming even if they disregarded all costs to do so. Losing their national prestige was one matter, but the key question was: could Lin Ming truly lay down this past animosity?
If he were to become the highest under the heavens, would he not retaliate against the Asura Divine Kingdom?
The Asura Divine Kingdom had tried to push Lin Ming into a dead end several times. Thinking about it, if Situ Haotian were in Lin Ming's position then he wouldn't let this go either!
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"What's going on? How come the Asura Divine Kingdom isn't sending out the next match?" After the red-clothed little boy was defeated by Lin Ming, an entire quarter hour passed without any reaction from the Asura Divine Kingdom's Godspeed Boat. There hadn't been anyone coming out to battle…
"Send send send your head! That red little boy was one of the Asura Divine Kingdom's Imperial Scholars! Now even an Imperial Scholar has died. He was killed in just two moves by Lin Lanjian; he wasn't even able to support himself for five breaths of time! That boy is simply a monster! Anyone who goes up against him dies! If I think about it, those Life Destruction masters of the Asura Divine Kingdom are probably scared out of their wits. They might just pack their bags and go home in a bit so that they can cry themselves to sleep tonight!"
The one who spoke was a Sublime Smelting Divine Kingdom Prince. His talent was ordinary and his words ordinary and his words were like a scoundrel's. But, by relying on his Sublime Smelting Divine Kingdom's background, he didn't fear that his words would offend the Asura Divine Kingdom.
"That's possible, otherwise how could they delay for a quarter hour. You know, the longer this goes on, the more beneficial it is for Lin Lanjian. They are just giving him more time to restore himself to his peak condition!"
"Are you just blathering on like an idiot because you can? What do you mean the longer this goes on the more beneficial it is for Lin Lanjian? Haven't you discovered that in these 21 matches, Lin Lanjian doesn't even seem as if he has consumed any energy? Instead, his killing intent force field is accumulating more and more! One comes up then one dies, two come up then two die!"
All of the martial artists present were elite heroes of the continent. Even if their cultivation was low, they were still unrivalled peers of their sects' generations. Their eyesight was naturally better than an ordinary martial artist's.
Someone less than 30 years old who had just broken through to the first stage of Life Destruction had actually caused all the Life Destruction masters of the Asura Divine Kingdom to not even dare to fight him! Just what kind of boldness was this?! Not just that, but this was a revolving battle and the worst of these martial artists could be ranked 160-170 on the Destiny Decree, and the stronger of them could reach the top 50 ranks of the Destiny Decree!
Even so, all of them had been completely killed off by Lin Ming. Not just that, but Lin Ming didn't seem to have consumed any energy. Instead, his killing intent only accumulated, every death superimposing on the last until it soared into the sky, seeming as if it was changing the world itself!
Now facing this Lin Ming onstage, even the famed Elders of fifth-grade sects felt frightened, their scalps tingling in horror.
Chapter 852 – Fighting Situ Luosha
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The entire arena was already wrecked beyond repair. The sheared mountain top was crisscrossed with fissures that were several miles long and hundreds of feet deep. If it wasn't for the Asura Divine Kingdom's array formation supporting the entire area, then this place would have long collapsed into the ground.
Ruined meat, blood, and bits of organs were scattered all over the place. There were some corpses that weren't even taken away because of how miserable their deaths had been.
The entire arena was filled with the strong acrid smell of blood.
However, the shaft of Lin Ming's spear was not stained with blood and his clothes didn't even have the slightest bit of damage. His white clothes were as clean as fresh snow. He fluttered high and proud above the arena, his clothes waving in the wind and his hair flying in the air.
His expression was light and breezy, as if he wasn't even worried about this life or death battle. With his handsome, jade-like looks and his leisurely manner, he was extraordinary and refined, like an immortal cavalier exiled from the heavens.
Within the seamless heaven and earth, the ethereal and elegant Lin Ming stood high above the bloody arena that resembled an Asura slaughter field. This sharp contrast made one feel as if this scene was unreal, as if all this death before him had nothing to do with him at all.
Time slowly passed. Soon, half an hour had passed and the Asura Divine Kingdom still hadn't set anyone out to battle.
All of the martial artists were impatiently waiting.
"What's going on? Is the Asura Divine Kingdom admitting defeat?"
Many martial artists couldn't help but think this. The Asura Divine Kingdom's background was truly powerful; in a single breath they had sent out 20 slaughter puppets. No one dared to look down on the Asura Divine Kingdom's war strength, but now it seemed that Lin Ming was even stronger!
"It's time. Go to battle…" Situ Haotian nodded at Situ Luosha. Even if he was worried that Situ Luosha would fall here, he still had to send him to fight.
After all, Situ Yaoyue's life was far more precious than Situ Luosha's!
"Be careful. If you cannot defeat him then retreat. As long as you are alive then I can protect you."
Situ Haotian said to Situ Luosha with a true essence sound transmission.
"Your Majesty, rest assured that I shall definitely defeat Lin Lanjian. I will not disappoint your graciousness!" Hearing that Situ Haotian would guarantee his life, Situ Luosha was grateful. But, he would not retreat. This battle was one he had to win.
"We've already been waiting half an hour, how interesting. Situ Haotian is delaying time in order to break down Lin Lanjian's momentum." On the great jade ship, the White Clan's Fairy Snow Gale saw Situ Luosha step into the arena and faintly smiled. "This is the same as acknowledging that everything he did before this was in vain. Lin Lanjian's hidden ability is too great; Situ Haotian has really eaten it this time."
When a strong opponent fell, it would carve a sense of intention in the victor's bones, a faith that they would win, creating a sort of invisible energy field that would drive them to victory. This would cause a martial artist to fight even more vigorously. Situ Haotian obviously feared this.
Old Man Good Fortune laughed, "Situ Haotian is so careful, but how useful will it be to waste this time to break down Lin Lanjian's momentum?"
The accumulated faith that a martial artist gathered in himself would stay for a few days – it certainly wouldn't be broken in just half an hour. The most that Situ Haotian did was diminish some of the momentum Lin Ming gathered, but he hadn't broken it.
Under the attention of all, Situ Luosha finally grasped his spear and fell down from the Godspeed Boat. He fell onto the mountain ring, distantly facing Lin Ming.
"It's Situ Luosha! Situ Luosha is finally fighting!" As the impatient martial artists saw the black-clothed Situ Luosha slowly fly into the arena stage, all of their eyes turned wide as they locked onto him.
"I thought that the Asura Divine Kingdom would still send out some suicide troops to wear down Lin Lanjian some more, but I never imagined they would directly send out Situ Luosha. Does this mean that the Asura Divine Kingdom still has hidden powerhouses it hasn't used?"
"How could there be so many hidden powerhouses? Ten years ago, Situ Luosha was already ranked in the top 15 of the Destiny Decree. Now his ranking is 12 and no one still knows just how strong he is. I hear he is already nearing the Divine Sea realm. He should already be the Asura Divine Kingdom's strongest Life Destruction martial artist!"
A battle between top masters could always make one's blood boil with excitement. Especially this battle between the mysterious peak ranked Destiny Decree masters Situ Luosha and Lin Lanjian. Situ Luosha's strength was an unknown variable, but so was Lin Ming's. Those with a discerning eye could see that he had never put his full force forth in any of the previous battles. There were likely many Concept and Laws and martial skills that he hadn't used.
Unknown against the unknown, this was truly a battle that filled with heart with anticipation. Everyone wanted to know just what the limits of their strength were!
Hualala!
A pair of massive black wings unfolded from behind Situ Luosha, keeping him suspended in the air. It wasn't strange for a martial artist to have a pair of treasure wings – even Corpsemancer had his own pair. But, Situ Luosha's pair of wings was different. It was not a treasure that had been refined, but a true part of Situ Luosha's body.
These were wings of flesh and blood!
Without a doubt, Situ Luosha had the bloodline of another species in his blood. It was probable that this even included a special bloodline seal ability!
"Lin Ming, with my peak sixth stage Life Destruction cultivation, even if I emerge victorious against you, it is not a win for my martial path. But I will not hold back. In this battle I will kill you with everything I have!"
As Situ Luosha spoke, several thousand crimson red Blood Drinking Seals suddenly flew out from his body. Then, a scene that startled Lin Ming occurred. These Blood Drinking Seals completely immersed into Situ Luosha's black wings. The Blood Drinking Seal tightly pasted themselves onto the feathers, causing the black wings to instantly become red like blood!
"This combat method…" Lin Ming sucked in a breath of cold air. Without a doubt this was a stylistic cultivation method that Situ Luosha had devised from the 'Great Desolate Halberd Art'. He was the same as Lin Ming, a martial arts grandmaster who was stepping onto the path of creating his own set of martial arts!
No matter how good others' cultivation methods were, they were still others'; they might not suit someone else. For instance, Situ Luosha. By combining his special bloodline characteristics with the 'Great Desolate Halberd Art', he could display an absolutely stronger combat effectiveness.
'Truly worthy of being one of the Destiny Decree's peak ranked chosen prides of heaven!'
Although Lin Ming's current talent far surpassed the standard of the Sky Spill Continent, he still wouldn't underestimate the powerhouses of this world. This wa
This was because they were characters that stood out from a trillion or even hundreds of trillions of lives.
Ding!
A great bell that stood above the sheared off mountain top rang out once again, resounding through the dimensional realm.
The fight had officially started!
Situ Luosha acted first. Without any hesitation he grasped his long spear and turned into a black beam of light that shot forwards. His speed surpassed imagination!
Countless spear shades filled the air, creating a brilliant tapestry that blinded the eyes!
"You want to compare speed?"
Lin Ming's lips curved up in a smile. What he feared the least was comparing speed. Or, it was more accurate to say that he didn't fear comparing in any aspect. Whether it was physical strength, endurance, will, or anything else, it was enough to make his opponents vomit blood in frustration.
Without opening the Gate of Wonder, Lin Ming only used 'Golden Roc Shattering the Void' to create a series of phantom shadows in the air. The red spear in his hands wove through the universe, completely meeting all of Situ Luosha's spear shades together.
Peng peng peng peng!
Like a crashing wave on a breaking shore, the entire mountain arena reinforced by the Asura Divine Kingdom's array formation began to violently tremble. Spear wind savagely hewed off massive chunks of stone before crushing them into powder. Clouds of broken rocks and dust began to rush into the clear skies!
A black and red energy were like two flood dragons violently clashing in the desert, twisting around and staring down at the world with contempt!
"What speed, I can't even see clearly!"
All of the heroic young elites present had already retreated 10 miles out. With their sight, watching this battle from 10 miles away was no problem at all. However, they simply couldn't make out Lin Ming and Situ Luosha's movements; their speed was just too fast.
It wasn't just them, but even the famed Elders of the various sects were blind as to what was happening. All they saw was a storm of black and red light weaving together in the skies. But as for the exact happenings, none of them were able to distinguish anything in that battle of extreme speed.
"It seems like… they are evenly matched?" An Elder from a fifth-grade sect said with uncertainty.
"Maybe…" Another fifth-grade sect's Highest Elder echoed. He was also a Destiny Decree master and yet he wasn't able to see just who had the upper hand so far. This was truly a disgraceful matter for him.
Peng!
Situ Luosha's two wings spread out. His blood red wings seemed as if they were carved from pure ruby. After the Blood Drinking Seals were fused into them they had become incomparably sharp, able to cut down several spear lights by themselves.
A faint red light shot across the skies like a rainbow. Six blood red feathers quietly separated from behind Situ Luosha, circling around Lin Ming and aiming at his limbs, back, and head, before shooting out together!
Meanwhile, Situ Luosha stabbed his spear at Lin Ming's dantian.
"He's fast!"
An excited light flashed through Lin Ming's pupils. If he didn't open the Gate of Wonder then just by using 'Golden Roc Shattering the Void', his movements were even slightly slower than Situ Luosha's. This was already enough to startle Lin Ming. It seemed as if Situ Luosha's special bloodline ability was also connected with extremely fast movement.
Bang!
A red long spear swept out, drawing a full moon completely around him. The blazing spear light completely blocked all of Situ Luosha's attacks.
Kacha!
The two collided for the first time. A fierce storm of true essence suddenly stirred up, causing raging true essence to fill the air. The array formation that held together the mountain seemed unable to bear this, and a crack several hundred miles long appeared within it!
To Lin Ming and Situ Luosha, this arena was only a boundary. The true battlefield was in the sky!
Bang bang bang!
Thunder flashed, space trembled. Lin Ming tooook his dantian as the center and released a dazzling purple light. This was the glory of thunder!
Wild and stormy thunder condensed, forming substantialized purple scales all over Lin Ming's body. Section by section, they covered his entire body. Arcs of electricity flashed from these scales formed from the power of thunder, deeply piercing into Lin Ming's acupoints, connecting him to the tyrannical power of thunder around him.
The power of life – Thunder Battleform.
This was one of the most famed techniques of the Eightfall Thunder Emperor. Using thunder as the power of life and changing the body, stimulating it to produce a greater strength. This was a type of supportive martial skill. In order to use it, one had to have a thorough understanding of the Laws that formed its foundation. Otherwise, recklessly using this technique would not stimulate their life potential but would instead damage their organs and meridians.
As the martial artists present saw Lin Ming's entire body began to be covered with purple scales, they didn't sense anything unusual. But the several Divine Sea powerhouses, especially the Forsaken God Clan's Elders and Patriarch Shibai, were actually dumbfounded!
This was really the Thunder Battleform!
This was a unique skill that the Eightfall Thunder Emperor had once relied on to walk the world unrivalled. Although the complete jade slip inheritance had been left in the Forsaken God Clan, no one had been able to successfully practice it!