Chapter 1830: Chapter 942: Each Using Their Own ans (Part 2)
In response to this, the more Lin Tianming felt in his heart, the more he dreaded those genius cultivators with profound backgrounds.
However, Lin Tianming had always been confident, and he would not consider himself inferior just because of the other’s background.
He was actually clear about this understanding from an early ti.
Over these years, he often did not have resources as good as others, nor did he have as strong a background.
Yet, even so, over these years many powerful cultivators with strong backgrounds have died at his hands, whose personal strength was also quite remarkable.
Recalling various past experiences, in those great battles, he was mostly at a clear disadvantage.
But in the end, he always relied on his own experience and ability to ultimately achieve victory in the battles.
This shows that inherent resources can only give you a certain initial advantage.
As for the final result, it is not determined by these factors.
Just speaking of the current situation, in terms of background alone, Lin Tianming was far inferior to Wang Lusheng, and in terms of talent, he could not be compared to this Heaven’s Chosen Son.
However, after two rounds of probing attacks and defenses, Lin Tianming not only didn’t fall into a disadvantage but even gained a slight advantage on the surface.
To this outco, it largely explains sothing.
For this reason, Lin Tianming was aware of his own strength, and through such feedback, his confidence inevitably grew stronger.
Next, what he had to do was to strike while the iron is hot, further increasing his advantage.
When Wang Lusheng reveals a bigger flaw, he can take this opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.
By then, it might just be the ti for them to decide the winner.
Thinking this through, Lin Tianming’s fighting spirit further intensified, and at the sa ti, he was prepared within to face greater challenges.
With this change of mindset, Lin Tianming didn’t want to give Wang Lusheng too much ti to catch his breath.
So in the next mont, Lin Tianming began to take the initiative.
At this ti, Lin Tianming waved his large hand, and the Tiangang Sword began to spin rapidly above his head.
Imdiately, Lin Tianming pinched his fingers, casting the spells in his hand frequently and precisely hitting the spinning Tiangang Sword.
At the sa ti, Lin Tianming was chanting complex spell incantations.
“Buzz, buzz, buzz…”
In a special sound of sword humming, the Tiangang Sword’s body emitted a great burst of golden light, and a strong sword qi began to gather.
Soon, a golden-colored dragon made up of sword qi was seen forming, eventually hovering above his head.
Upon closer inspection, this golden dragon was imnsely large, and its appearance was lifelike, as if it were a real dragon.
As the golden dragon opened its mouth and roared, a thunderous sound resounded throughout the world.
Simultaneously, a large amount of spiritual energy gathered towards this direction, further escalating the montum of this golden dragon.
Subsequently, as the golden dragon’s aura grew stronger, a powerful ripple emanated.
In an instant, sand and stones began to fly across the earth and the sky shone with dazzling golden light, with a wave of ripples spreading in all directions.
At this mont, Lin Tianming looked up at the golden dragon above his head, revealing a satisfied smile.
For this round of attack, he employed the Yellow Grade Spirit Technique of ‘Golden Dragon Sword Strike’.
Regarding this spirit art, whether in terms of power or other factors, Lin Tianming was quite satisfied.
After all, the power of such spirit art was indeed remarkable, not overly exposing his true strength, yet allowing him to exert a certain amount of pressure on his opponent.
Precisely for this reason, in this bout of sparring, Lin Tianming certainly wouldn’t resort to those final trump card techniques.
Because in his view, sparring is just sparring, far from being comparable to life-and-death battles.
And in life-and-death battles, no one would be careless, and even less would they foolishly hold back their strength.
Often, even when going all out, victory cannot be assured and it requires risking great danger, and sotis employing strategic ploys.
In short, under the threat of death, as long as you can defeat your enemy, even the most underhanded tactics are worth it.
In this sparring, though, Lin Tianming didn’t need to fight so desperately.
Moreover, a very important point is that Wang Lusheng is not only not his enemy but also a friend with whom he shares mutual admiration.
Moreover, Wang Lusheng’s background is in the Divine Tree Sect, which is a top-notch Nascent Soul force standing on the Yunzhou land.
And the overall strength of the Divine Tree Sect, if placed on this Qingzhou land, would be simply overwhelming.
About Wang Lusheng himself, he holds the status of a true disciple in the Divine Tree Sect, and his rank among the younger generation is definitely in the top five as Heaven’s Chosen Son.
Given such status and background, even if he and Lin Tianming weren’t friends, Lin Tianming wouldn’t want to severely injure him in a aningless sparring session.
Let alone directly killing Wang Lusheng, that would be impossible to happen.
And if Lin Tianming did kill Wang Lusheng, then for Lin Tianming, and even the whole Lin Family, it would be nothing short of a greater disaster.
After all, the overall power of the Divine Tree Sect is there, and Wang Lusheng’s identity and status in the Divine Tree Sect are also not low.
By then, once the Divine Tree Sect gets enraged, the Lin Family might have to face Divine Tree Sect’s retaliation.
If this were to happen, then the Lin Family, having not yet erged from the crisis of the Blood Red Alliance, would have to face an even greater crisis.
At that ti, probably no force would dare stand with the Lin Family, let alone tear faces with those super forces standing on Yunzhou land for the sake of a family like Lin.
In this way, the situation faced by the Lin Family, the pressure they must bear, goes without saying.
Understanding this point, even though the current Lin Tianming also wants to quickly achieve victory in the sparring, he doesn’t dare use his full strength, let alone his bottom-trunk thods for dealing with enemies.
But the power of this Spirit Art, Golden Dragon Sword Strike, is extraordinary and very suitable for exerting pressure on Wang Lusheng.
According to Lin Tianming’s estimation, given Wang Lusheng’s cultivation strength and the achievents he has attained, an attack like the Golden Dragon Sword Strike decisively wouldn’t bring him fatal danger.
If it did, Wang Lusheng wouldn’t have achieved the reputation he has now, nor would his fa have such an influence even beyond Yunzhou in Qingzhou.
On this point, Lin Tianming still trusted his judgnt.
Since this is the case, Lin Tianming, this ti, had nothing to worry about taking action.
Therefore, the current Lin Tianming maintained a calm deanor, his gaze quite sharp.
Next, under Lin Tianming’s control, the massive golden dragon hovering above his head let out an angry roar.
Imdiately, the golden dragon twisted its body and attacked Wang Lusheng with claws and fangs.
Even while still in mid-air, the gigantic body of the golden dragon cut through the sky with a strong ripple accompanying its sides.
From a distance, Wang Lusheng already felt the strong ripple sweeping over him first, causing his Daoist robe to flutter in the wind.
At the sa ti, as the Gang Wind slapped his face, he faintly felt a stinging sensation.
At this ti, feeling these changes, Wang Lusheng’s expression beca extrely serious, and he couldn’t help but beco fully alert internally.
Next, as the dragon’s body drew closer and was less than a hundred zhang away from Wang Lusheng.
At this mont, Wang Lusheng did not dare to be careless, nor to waste precious ti.
Thereupon, in the subsequent monts, Wang Lusheng moved his body and retreated.
At the sa ti as he moved, Wang Lusheng’s spear danced continuously, each move smooth and flowing, appearing to have a unique aesthetic beauty.
However, behind each swing of the spear, an eerie beam of light lingered in front of him, moving along with his body.
In a blink of an eye, Wang Lusheng’s body had inadvertently shifted several dozen zhang in a certain direction.
anwhile, the beams of light around him grew in number, finally coalescing into a very peculiar pattern.
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