Chapter 32: Chapter 32 Elental Weapon Armant
Editor: Larbre Studio
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Thunder Shield shattered, and Lei Qian stood dumbstruck on the spot, just staring blankly at the young man before him, unresponsive.
Lin Qian stood in front of Lei Qian, smiling at him, his right hand suddenly spread open, the sweeping palm wind gusted towards Lei Qian’s face.
“Reaching God Divine Palm!”
“Slap!”
A thunderous and crisp slap resounded, and Lei Qian was sent flying by Lin Qian’s slap, his body parallel to the ground, spinning several tis before crashing to the ground.
Beneath the Life and Death Platform, many disciples instinctively reached up to touch their own faces after witnessing the scene, each silently thinking.
That really hurt!
Seeing Lei Qian get up from the ground, his face still bearing the fresh red handprint, Lin Qian looked at his own palm and sighed contentedly, “Refreshing…”
Lin Qian’s words were like pouring oil on fire, causing Lei Qian’s chest to heave violently, his face twisted with rage, and the lightning around him becoming increasingly intense, as if on the verge of losing control and exploding.
“Bastard, calm down now,” Lei Heng’s roar suddenly echoed in the sky above the Discipline Hall, like a thunderous explosion, deafening.
The disciples beside the Life and Death Platform frowned tightly, covering their ears firmly, while so amongst them nearly fainted from the force of Lei Heng’s shout.
After Lei Heng’s roar resounded, Lei Qian’s once twisted expression gradually returned to normal, and his erratic breathing also stabilized.
“Have you forgotten what it ans to be in the Nirvana Realm, the advantages you rely on, and yet you attack weaknesses with weaknesses?”
After finishing his speech, Lei Qian closed his eyes, exhaled a murky breath, then opened his eyes again, fully regaining his composure.
On the arbitration platform, Qin Wushuang’s expression changed, glaring angrily at Lei Heng, “Uncle, the life-and-death battle is underway, speaking out to remind and instruct, what is this supposed to an?”
Lei Heng snorted, opening his mouth to speak, “This Lin Qian used so thods to destabilize my grandson’s mind, isn’t that rather unfair? What harm in calling out to awaken him? I don’t mind if you also shout out guidance.”
Qin Wushuang, hearing Lei Heng’s words, gritted his teeth.
His nephew had previously used his own strengths, intentionally attacking in a humiliating way, aiming to make Lei Qian lose his reason.
This had nothing to do with power levels; it was an in-battle tactical calculation during life-and-death combat.
As a result, after Lin Qian succeeded, this old geezer Lei Heng actually voiced out to help Lei Qian regain his clarity out of his confusion.
Even the Discipline Elder’s face changed, addressing Lei Heng, “Only this once, not for again. Wei Nephew, as compensation, you can voice out a reminder once.”
“No need!” Wei Wushuang coughed twice softly, speaking weakly, “My disciple does not need to rely on such dishonorable ans to win this life-and-death battle. Having accepted it, if outmatched and killed, there’s nothing to be done.”
“Hmph!” Lei Heng, standing beside Wei Wushuang, snorted coldly, clearly dissatisfied with Wei Wushuang’s words.
On the Life and Death Platform, Lei Qian stared at Lin Qian, “I must admit, your physical body and Soul Power are extraordinary, as rumored. Your earlier ntal attack was also quite successful.”
“After calming down, you’re still only going to be overpowered by ,” Lin Qian said, amused by Lei Qian’s remark, “Earlier I told you to believe the rumors because my physical body and Soul Power are indeed strong, but now you shouldn’t believe them anymore.”
“Nonsense. Lin Qian, today you will surely die!” Lei Qian, after speaking, manifested a small, exquisite sword-like Elental Artifact Heart as well as five purple orb-shaped tal components within the lightning in his hand.
The purple lightning Soul Power converged into a sword form on the Elental Artifact Heart, while the components lted into liquid tal, flowing towards it.
“Elental Weapon Armant!”
Lei Qian shouted fiercely, and as the liquid tal fully wrapped around the sword-shaped Soul Power condensed from the Elental Artifact Heart and instantly solidified, it transford into a long sword wreathed in purple lightning.
“Hahaha, this is the gap between us. You have no way to perform Elental Weapon Armant,” Lei Qian, brandishing the eternally thundering long sword in his hand, pointed the sword tip at Lin Qian, “Let show you the wrath of thunder.”
Clap…
Lightning traversed the ground, crackling as Lei Qian, wielding the successfully ard Thunderbolt Sword, rushed rapidly towards Lin Qian, closing the distance in the blink of an eye.
As the sword blade slashed downward, Lin Qian’s eyes tightened, and he hurriedly retreated, arms shielding himself upfront.
However, as the purple lightning Soul Power made contact with his own Soul Power, it induced a paralyzing sensation, requiring more Soul Power to resist the numbness.
Moreover, in the Ninth Level Perfect of the Nirvana Realm, with the successful arming of five components, the sharpness of the sword blade was incomparable to several Nirvana Realm figures in Bashan City.
The Thunderbolt Sword tore through the translucent white Soul Power, marking a sword scar on Lin Qian’s arms, blood streaming from the wound.
Lin Qian retreated explosively as Lei Qian ceaselessly pursued, the lightning-ford Sword Qi erupting from the Thunderbolt Sword, slashing forward, causing thunderous explosions upon striking the Life and Death Platform floor, billowing smoke and dust.
Yet the swirling smoke and dust were also dispersed by the gusts generated from their high-speed chases.
“Hahaha, Lin Qian, weren’t you quite cocky earlier? Why are you now like a dog that has lost its master, only knowing to run away?” Lei Qian laughed, continuously mocking Lin Qian as he chased him.
What Lei Qian didn’t realize was that Lin Qian had an unseen window before him.
Moreover, no one else noticed the faint Soul Light glimring in Lin Qian’s eyes.
Before Lin Qian’s eyes, only visible to him, the constantly updated data he’d observed about Lei Qian was recorded on the window.
anwhile, within the Heavenly Art Departnt of the Huaxia Empire, inside the primary grand hall, over a hundred thousand top scholars of the Heavenly Art Departnt were painstakingly analyzing a gigantic Tactical Mirror that stretched scores of ters.
Abruptly, on the Life and Death Platform, Lei Qian halted his pursuit, looking at Lin Qian with a headshake, “Lin Qian, I’ve grown tired of this cat-and-mouse ga.”
Lei Qian ran two fingers along the sword’s blade, “I am best at Thunderbolt Slash. As the thunder runs incessantly, the sword cuts heaven and earth. Thus, my Martial Soul is also called the Thunderbolt Sword.”
“No matter how fast you are, in front of this move, there is no escape,” Lei Qian boasted as he glared at Lin Qian, exhibiting ultimate confidence in his move.
Lin Qian remained motionless, silent, rely watching the window visible only to him, examining the analysis displayed.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In an instant, Lin Qian’s Soul Power underwent a qualitative change, his pale white Soul Power enveloped by a fierce crimson-golden lightning, the massive thunderous roar trembling everywhere.
The crimson-golden thunder roared wildly, with a sword-shaped Elental Artifact Heart and three crimson-golden components suddenly appearing before Lin Qian.
The thunder sword erged, the components transford into liquid tal, flowing incessantly.
On the arbitration platform, Wei Wushuang and Qin Wushuang leapt to their feet, focused intently on Lin Qian upon the Life and Death Platform.
Lei Heng’s face also dramatically changed as he promptly stood up.
The Discipline Elder, who had been standing and observing the life-and-death battle, was also in shock.
“Could it be, Brother Lin…” Bai Ren, watching under the platform, was so overwheld with excitent that his entire body trembled.
On the platform, Lin Qian, grinning coldly, looked at the stunned Lei Qian, loudly shouted four words.
“Elental Weapon Armant!”
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