Though it was nothing more than a mutual test of strength, the collision of their spirit power shook the arena floor, spreading nurous fissures.
Watching the two clashing non-stop, a Yuqing Sect disciple had a face full of bitterness. “They’re so strong yet they are just newly enrolled disciples?”
Another muttered to himself, “I’ve seen Spirit Profound senior brothers clash before, and even they fall a bit short of these two!”
A seemingly knowledgeable person remarked with a hint of contempt, “A bit short? Say that again after they unleash their power!”
The crowd was shocked. What?! These two still haven’t gone all out?!
Just then, another loud explosion thundered as the two separated.
Gu Han held his sword horizontally, his brow deeply furrowed. “Boring. If you keep hiding your strength, you will really die.”
Chu Kuang laughed. “Oh? Aren’t you doing the sa?”
Gu Han remained impassive. “Show so real skill! I won’t let a hundred million essence crystals go down the drain.”
Chu Kuang sighed. “Fine. I originally wanted to battle you at the sa realm, but it seems you don’t appreciate it. Well then, I’ll grant your wish!”
Following that, his cultivation level instantly rose to the Spirit Profound realm. The aura emanating from him surged by a whole level.
Gu Han wasn’t surprised. “Spirit Profound realm?"
His sharp spirit perception had long since determined Chu Kuang’s true cultivation level.
“It’s still not enough!”
Chu Kuang let out a peculiar laugh. “Don’t decide so quickly!”
Before his words faded, a faint, almost imperceptible glimr flickered over him, and his deanor shifted. Previously calm and unhurried, as if everything were under his control, he now radiated overwhelming battle intent from head to toe.
So nearby disciples felt their hearts and battle intent surging. Were it not for their last shred of rationality, they would’ve rushed the arena to fight the two imdiately.
***
Watching the fight unfold, Murong Yuan narrowed his eyes. "Is that the Barbaric War Physique?"
Murong Yan was confused. “War physique? What does that an?”
“I’ve only read about such physiques in ancient texts. Born for battle, the Barbaric War Physique is most suited for combat. As long as they are in a fight, their combat power can receive imnse amplification based on their battle intent.” Murong Yuan sighed. “Even a matured war physique can influence the people around them, allowing them to exhibit combat power far exceeding their own strength! It’s a precious physique, far more formidable than any physique!”
Shen Xuan frowned slightly. “Moreover, Chu Kuang also has a Supre Stage! But Brother Gu—”
Murong Yan glared at him. “Stop panicking! You make it sound like Brother Gu doesn’t have one himself! Besides, it’s just a special physique, right? Doesn’t Brother Gu have one too?”
Shen Xuan fell silent.
However, Murong Yuan beca curious “Oh? He also has a special physique?”
He had seen Gu Han make his move, and was certain it was just an ordinary physique.
Murong Yan said with a serious face, “Poison Immunity! Ancestor, have you heard of it?”
The corner of Murong Yuan’s mouth twitched. What kind of special physique is that?
Yang Ying knew Gu Han, and also had a strange, inexplicable confidence in him. “Don’t worry. He won’t lose.”
***
Surging with overwhelming battle intent, even Chu Kuang’s tone changed dramatically. “Be careful, don’t die now!”
With a light sway, he was already rapidly closing in on Gu Han.
At that very mont, Gu Han’s sword swept down. Eighteen strands of Great Evolution Sword Qi transford into light, shooting towards Chu Kuang’s vital points.
Chu Kuang instantly retreated. “Good!”
He weaved and twisted through the oncoming sword qi, avoiding each strike. And yet, the more he retreated, the more intense the battle intent beca. Before he knew it, he had retreated to the edge of the arena. By the ti he dodged the last sword qi, the battle intent was thick enough to be cut with a knife.
Gently wiping away a blood trace from his cheek, Chu Kuang’s laughter broke. “As expected, you didn’t disappoint .”
Gu Han also laughed. “Is that so?! Well, I’ve got more surprises for you. Want to see it?”
Chu Kuang simply put his hands behind his back. “Good! I’m looking forward to your real ability.”
In the distance, soone behind Yuan Gang frowned deeply. “Why would Junior Brother Chu give him a chance? Wouldn’t it be better to press the advantage and capture him now?”
Yuan Gang glanced at him. “Foolish. Since we want to subdue him, we must defeat him at his strongest. Only then can we make him submit wholeheartedly. Also, isn’t it obvious? Chu Kuang is having great fun!”
That person was stunned. They are already fighting to this extent, and he’s just having fun?
Before he could ponder further, an absolutely domineering aura erupted instantly.
Gu Han didn’t want to hold back anymore. Setting aside cultivation realms, Chu Kuang was the strongest opponent he had ever encountered in every respect. Hence, it made him the most suitable opponent to test Gu Han’s cultivation against.
Dual Supre Stages, completely unleashed. His spirit pool churned as if boiling, continuously transforming into his combat power. Within monts, the density of his spirit power had surpassed Chu Kuang’s by a notch.
Chu Kuang’s eyes suddenly beca unprecedentedly bright. “What? You also have Dual Supre Stages?”
The entire place fell silent. Even minor disciples of major sects had heard of the Supre Stage. Of course, hearing was different from understanding. They had no clue what exactly Dual Supre Stages entailed, besides the fact that it sounded a lot more formidable than a single Supre Stage. However, so did have a clue about it.
Not far away, Yang Lin and ng Xing exchanged a murderous look. These two cannot be allowed to live!
Murong Yuan was full of emotion. “Dual Supre Stages! To think that in the Northern Domain, two Heavenly Prides have appeared!”
Murong Yan glanced at him. “Ancestor, you’re old. Tone it down! Don’t let the juniors laugh at you!”
Murong Yuan’s aura trembled as he almost lost his temper on the spot.
In fact, having been with Gu Han for a long ti, Murong Yan and the others already had an idea about the Dual Supre Stages. They simply didn’t bring it up because it involved Gu Han’s secret.
anwhile, Chu Kuang was getting riled up. “How thrilling!”
Under the empowernt of his battle intent, he had long forgotten the original purpose of his match with Gu Han. He only wanted to have a hearty, satisfying fight.
Gu Han failed to dodge in ti and was swept by Chu Kuang’s offensive move, retreating several steps. His qi and blood were churning violently.
Under the relentless onslaught of Great Evolution Sword Qi, several new wounds opened on Chu Kuang. Blood seeped out, dyeing his white robes quite vividly.
As if oblivious to it all, he charged at Gu Han again. “Tell ! How many zhang is your spirit pool exactly?!”
Gu Han held his sword horizontally, blocking his blow.
He was also extrely excited. “You want to know? Defeat first.”
“Nice!”
The light around Chu Kuang intensified several tis over. Huge amounts of spirit power gathered on his two hands, continuously lashing out toward Gu Han.
In the next mont, he flashed strangely again, appearing just three chi in front of Gu Han. “I have underestimated you! You are worthy to be my opponent!”
Two more overwhelmingly powerful attacks descended.
Gu Han’s eyes shone brightly. “Co on then!”
He neither dodged nor evaded. Instead, his spirit power surged like a tide, transforming into eighteen strands of Great Evolution Sword Qi. They all shot toward Chu Kuang’s head.
In the blink of an eye, Gu Han shot back over ten zhang. A few more sword marks appeared on Chu Kuang’s face.
Murong Yuan frowned deeply. “This is bad! Sothing bad’s going to happen!”
Murong Yan complained loudly, “Ancestor, what’s wrong?! Brother Gu isn’t at a disadvantage!”
Beside her, Yang Ying scoffed. “Those two can no longer hold back!”
Shen Xuan nodded. “You’re right. In this situation, whoever hesitates will imdiately be defeated. Judging by their personalities, they probably won’t accept such an outco.”
As if to confirm their words, Chu Kuang wiped the blood from his face. “Still boring!”
Gu Han also took a deep breath. “Indeed. We won’t be able to decide the victor in one hour by fighting like this.”
Chu Kuang stared fixedly at Gu Han. “I think you’re still hiding sothing.”
Gu Han also stared at him. “Says you! What about your dao artifact, cultivation techniques, and divine powers?”
Chu Kuang nodded. “I do. However, after you witness them, you might die. It’s not too late to admit defeat now.”
Gu Han flicked his sword, and a three-cun sword light instantly spat from the tip. “I am tough, so the one who dies today will likely be you!”
Within his heart, the killing intent gradually climbed, firmly locking onto Chu Kuang’s aura. For the first ti, Chu Kuang’s expression changed—his forr calm confidence and unbridled arrogance giving way to a trace of gravity.
He could feel the increasing killing intent emanating from Gu Han. He could even feel that if he wasn’t careful, he would really die under Gu Han’s sword.
Silently, his aura underwent another change. Empowered by battle intent, the dazzling light surrounding him gained a sowhat dark, ominous feel. An inexplicable, seemingly all-devouring aura quietly spread across the space.
Feeling as if their very flesh and souls were about to be sucked away, nearby onlookers instinctively took a few steps back.
At that very mont, Gu Han’s killing intent had swelled to its peak.
With a loud roar, he flashed, thrusting his sword toward Chu Kuang. “Kill!”
His speed was twice as fast as before. Along the way, countless people sensed the ice-cold killing intent. They felt a chill run straight from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.
The weight in Chu Kuang’s gaze grew heavier and heavier. Without the slightest hesitation, he ford a strange hand seal. “Primordial Savage Devours the Heavens!”
Behind him, a faint, barely visible vortex actually seed to appear.
At this mont, a faint understanding dawned in everyone’s hearts. After this strike, one of the two would likely die. The only question was: who?
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