Yang Ying and Liuu i looked at Wang ng and Zhang Xiaojiang, then back at Wang ng on the stage. They might have been an important part of the boys’ lives, but nothing could shake the bond between the three friends.
Hu Jing waved her hand. "Wang ng, you’re mighty!"
Suo Ming, who was beside her, roared, "Our Senior Sister has spoken! What do we do now?!"
Wang ng~~~~ Mighty!
Thunderlight~~~~~ Invincible!
Domination, conquest, and forcible occupation. The might of Thunderlight was poised to sweep across the Holy Hall.
The second match of the Sacrificial Battle: Wang ng versus Anx Dao.
The battle with Li Tianyi had pushed Wang ng to his absolute limits. He had even used his flying sword, a technique that was extrely draining on both his Spiritual Power and Elental Power.
Anx Dao desperately told himself, ’I have only one goal: force him to use a powerful sword technique. Once I do that, my mission is complete. I am one of the Lingyin Four Tigers, a master of Talisman and Sword Dual Cultivation!’
"Senior, Anx Dao is too nervous." Zhang Yue’e could tell he was intimidated just by looking at his footwork.
For any Sword Cultivator, just having the courage to get on that stage after witnessing such a duel was a feat in itself.
Mingren didn’t speak. He could sense the danger, and Wang ng’s unstoppable, domineering presence.
"Did you notice the change in Wang ng?" Jia Shidao murmured.
"What change? That punk Li Tianyi finally got schooled. Damn, he was so arrogant all the ti. I’m loving this!" Qiao Qian said.
"Wang ng is getting more and more imposing. He defeated Li Tianyi. Anyone else would probably be crazy with joy, but he’s acting like it’s nothing special."
As Jia Shidao spoke, Qiao Qian finally noticed. In the center of the Dueling Platform, Wang ng stood as still as a mountain, his eyes burning with a fiery battle lust. To him, Li Tianyi was just another opponent—a special one, perhaps, but not his last.
"Damn, you’re right. Now that you ntion it... back when I fought him... Why is Anx Dao’s footwork so shaky...?"
It wasn’t just Mingren; even Qiao Qian could sense that sothing was wrong with Anx Dao. As one of the most outstanding Sword Cultivators among the Lingyin Four Tigers, Anx Dao was no pushover.
He was completely losing his composure.
It wasn’t that Anx Dao wanted to lose his composure. But with just a single glance from Wang ng, he felt as if he were being stalked by a ferocious tiger. The hair on his arms stood on end, and a suffocating pressure washed over him, making it hard to even breathe.
It’s easy for an observer to be clear-headed. Those not in the thick of it could never understand the pressure involved. Li Tianyi had been able to handle it with ease only because his own Sword Power was strong enough to resist the influence.
But Anx Dao was not Li Tianyi. Gritting his teeth, he drew his sword and unleashed all his Elental Power; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to withstand the suffocating feeling alone.
Twenty Layers of Elental Power. So Anx Dao had also reached Twenty Layers. No wonder Mingren had sent him up. Lingyin Hall wasn’t like Immortal Origin Hall, whose mbers relied on Pills to brute-force their cultivation. Anx Dao’s caliber was definitely higher than Hann Li’s.
After unleashing his Elental Power, the pressure did indeed lessen considerably, and Anx Dao’s mind cleared. All he had to do was wear Wang ng down.
The battle began. Anx Dao’s first instinct was to use a Talisman to suppress his opponent, which was precisely what made Talisman and Sword Dual Cultivation so formidable.
Suddenly, Wang ng’s eyes snapped open.
KILL~~~~~~~~
BOOM...
Anx Dao, who had been just about to attack, felt as if he had slamd head-on into a flying mountain. He spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered backward.
KILL~~~~~~~~~
With a violent shudder of his arms, Wang ng let out another explosive roar at Anx Dao.
BOOM...
Anx Dao staggered back again. The sword in his right hand fell to the ground with a CLANG, his face deathly pale.
KILL~~~~~~~~
The third roar!
Anx Dao’s steps faltered. He gritted his teeth, trying to hold on, but his feet refused to obey his commands. His Elental Power output descended into chaos...
THUD.
Anx Dao collapsed onto his back.
Lingyin Hall fell deathly silent, but it didn’t matter. The mbers of Thunderlight Hall—or to be more precise, all those who supported them—erupted into a frenzy.
Riding on the domineering montum from his victory over Li Tianyi, Wang ng’s presence and Spiritual Power had reached their absolute peak. Three simple roars had been enough to utterly crush Anx Dao.
It was reminiscent of the legendary might of the Thunder Ancestor Master’s roar.
Wear him down?
Zhang Xiaopang leaped to his feet. "A war of attrition? In your dreams!"
Song Zhong couldn’t help but give a wry smile. ’Sotis missing out is a regret, but other tis, it’s an absolute blessing.’
Not just anyone could withstand that kind of punishnt.
The second match of the Sacrificial Battle: Wang ng instantly defeated his opponent!
At this mont, no one could doubt their own eyes or thoughts. This was the stuff of legends, and they were about to witness the birth of one firsthand.
The third match: Lang Kun, a Body Cultivator.
He knew he had to curb Wang ng’s ferocious montum at all costs. ’The more aggressive he is,’ Lang Kun thought, ’the more it proves he’s in a hurry to end the fight. He only has Twenty Layers of Elental Power. No matter how solid his foundation, his power isn’t infinite.’
Lang Kun walked to the center of the platform, Mixed Elent Shield in hand. He imdiately activated his Explosive Steel Body, showing no intention of attacking whatsoever. It was all about defense. When a Body Cultivator was determined to defend, what could one do? Even techniques felt helpless. If Wang ng were to use a technique like the Nine Heavens Separation Fire Sword or another flying sword attack, it would play right into Lang Kun’s hands. He didn’t plan on winning, but he had to force Wang ng to expend his Elental Power.
At a ti like this, in the face of Lingyin Hall’s honor, personal pride had to be abandoned.
Lang Kun was strong. He had Twenty-first Layer Elental Power, a formidable defense, a calm and steady personality, and veteran experience that gave Wang ng no openings whatsoever.
Wang ng attempted several attacks, but none of them found their mark. ’I absolutely can’t use another draining Sword Technique before facing Mingren,’ he thought.
Lang Kun also sensed the rhythm of the battle and began to apply a pressuring defense, using defense as a form of offense. He wanted to force Wang ng to increase his attack power. If he could bait Wang ng into draining his Elental Power, he would have the advantage.
Wang ng saw his opponent’s intentions as clear as day. ’To deal with a turtle-like Body Cultivator,’ he thought, ’you have to make them take the initiative. A pressuring defense is one way to do that.’
Wang ng let out an explosive shout and slashed out viciously with Broken Heaven Edge. Lang Kun poured all of his strength into his shield, bracing for the impact.
But Broken Heaven Edge produced no attack. It was a feint. Wang ng’s figure blurred, and a giant ghostly hand shot out.
Netherworld Ghost Claw!
This was the sa Magic the Blood Soul Hall Elder had used, but in Wang ng’s hands, it felt completely different. It lacked the stench of blood and wasn’t nearly as sinister. Like a mighty, divine hand, it simply snatched away Lang Kun’s shield. Lang Kun had put everything into his defense and had no ti to recover his strength before the shield was ripped from his grasp and landed in Wang ng’s hands.
But Lang Kun wasn’t ready to give up. Even without his shield, he could still put up a fight with his Explosive Steel Body. It wouldn’t be so easy for Wang ng to defeat him.
Suddenly, Wang ng’s figure vanished. Lang Kun imdiately moved to pursue. When it ca to speed, a Body Cultivator feared no one.
He threw a punch at the oncoming Wang ng, but his fist t only air. Lang Kun knew this was bad. Suddenly, a strike landed under his arm, and his vision went black.
A Vital Point!
If Li Tianyi had been there, he would have told him that against a Sword Cultivator with the Peeping Sword ability, a Body Cultivator’s Vital Points are nearly impossible to hide. At least for anyone below the Thirtieth Layer, they are completely exposed.
Although the Mixed Elent Shield wasn’t a top-tier Magical Artifact, it wasn’t cheap junk either. Lang Kun had spent a considerable amount of Spirit Stones to acquire it during his travels. Combined with his own defensive skills, Wang ng truly would have had no way to break through. Most critically, with the Mixed Elent Shield, Lang Kun’s Vital Point was completely covered, leaving no opening at all.
The third match: a bloodless victory!
The mbers of Lingyin Hall felt an unprecedented sense of crisis. It was already ti for the fourth match: Zhang Yue’e. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welco to co to Qidian to vote for recomndations and monthly passes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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