The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 361: Turning the Tide, Reigning Supreme (Part 2) - Novel Cool

Chapter 361: Turning the Tide, Reigning Supreme (Part 2)

Chapter 361: Turning the Tide, Reigning Supreme (Part 2)

At the same time, his left elbow shook, and a powerful and heavy sword aura burst forth!

It shot straight towards Fang Che's throat.

Double strike, double kill!

At the same time, the sword aura blockade set up by Fang Che also took shape, the sword wind becoming even more fierce, and waves of malevolent energy began to surge and scatter.

Heaven Hating Sword's opening move was prepared, and to prevent others from recognizing his modified technique, he executed over two hundred strikes as a diversion, quietly spreading his sword energy throughout the arena.

Just then, he suddenly sensed something peculiar about his opponent's attack. In an instant, a sword and a blade clashed, and to his surprise, they were deflected back at him.

"My sword has been borrowed!" Fang Che realized immediately.

But he showed no fear, and with a swift movement of his blade, the sword energy he had laid out around him converged like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, and malevolent energy surged forth.

The first move of the Heaven Hating Sword Technique, 'Heaven's Blindness', ignored the opponent's two attacks and swept out with overwhelming force.

A torrent of killing intent and malevolent energy flooded the entire arena.

The sword energy from the two hundred strikes merged with the first move of the Heaven Hating Sword, creating a mighty force that shook the heavens and the earth.

Although the sword energy left behind by each strike was only a faint trace, when combined, their power was still awe-inspiring.

Two loud clangs resounded as Bi Ding's attack fell into the sword torrent, like two great rivers rushing into the ocean, instantly neutralized and assimilated, while the ocean continued to surge and churn, sweeping forward.

Bi Ding's One Blade Two Edges technique couldn't even be fully utilized before it was overwhelmed, and in the next moment, Fang Che's blade was already resting on Bi Ding's neck.

The blade slightly broke the skin.

Yin Xiao quickly grabbed the sword's body.

"The winner is decided!"

"Guardian, Fang Che wins!"

Bi Ding couldn't believe it even as he left the stage.

How did my One Blade Two Edges secret technique fail? Why didn't it work? The only possible reason for this, and the only explanation for Fang Che's success, was that...

"He still has something hidden!"

These were the first words Bi Ding spoke to Wu Shuang after leaving the stage.

Wu Shuang's pupils constricted.

The battle prowess Fang Che had displayed already made him feel somewhat overwhelmed, and if Fang Che still had something hidden...

Then today's defeat was inevitable.

He patted his body and took a deep breath.

It seemed that the method he didn't want to use must now be employed.

With only Wu Shuang left from the Only Righteous Sect, there was no need for a draw.

...

Cheers and applause echoed from the stands, growing louder and louder. Some people's voices were almost hoarse from shouting.

They all believed that Fang Che could turn the tide and were eagerly anticipating this moment.

A single man stood firm, a pillar in the raging current.

In times of crisis, when all his comrades had fallen, and he was the last one standing, he drew his sword, overturning the situation and completing an incredible comeback!

Such a legendary story, usually only heard in tales, was happening before their eyes.

In the spectator stands, Yan Nan let out a soft sigh, but Dongfang Sansan smiled, "Why the sigh?"

"Wu Shuang is not a match for this Fang Che."

Yan Nan's voice was heavy with concern, "If Wu Shuang wants to win, there's only one way."

Dongfang Sansan replied calmly, "You mean employing underhanded tactics or relying on external forces?"

"Yes!"

Yan Nan readily admitted, "That kind of tactic might not be something Fang Che can withstand."

Dongfang Sansan spoke with profound meaning, "So, you're hoping Wu Shuang will use his battle pet, or you're not hoping he will?"

"Nonsense!"

Yan Nan said, "Of course I don't want him to use such a method."

Dongfang Sansan nodded slowly, "I hope he does."

The two looked at each other, and together they laughed, "Hahaha..."

At their level, they understood that using external methods in such a decisive battle was a huge mistake, indicating a lack of self-confidence.

Without confidence, how could a martial artist ever hope to reach the pinnacle? Moreover, once one tastes success through external means, they would become increasingly reliant on them, and no one could avoid this.

However, at higher levels, they would discover that their path had been severed.

They would never reach the realm of Duan Xi Yang, Xue Fu Xiao, and the others, who, aside from their own weapons, basically had no auxiliary battle pets or similar items—because they had abandoned that path from the very beginning.

If Wu Shuang used such a method and still managed to win, he would never reach the pinnacle in this lifetime.

If Wu Shuang used this method and still couldn't defeat Fang Che, his life would essentially be over.

This was a subtle psychological factor, but it was something no one could change.

Once you raise a battle pet, you use it at critical moments when you feel you can't go on.

And so, your fighting spirit is gradually eroded.

Dongfang Sansan shook her head and laughed, "Your worries are unnecessary."

"Why?"

"Because the day Wu Shuang started raising a battle pet, he sealed his fate, never to reach the pinnacle."

Dongfang Sansan spoke calmly, "So, I'm reminding you... quickly change the direction of his cultivation."

Yan Nan's expression changed.

Enlightened, he said, "Why are you reminding me?"

"Because Wu Shuang is no longer a threat, and my reminder will have no effect."

Dongfang Sansan calmly stated, "As for whether other young people raise battle pets or not, it's not up to you. You can't even control Yan Bei Han, so just be content with that. You're also someone who has walked the path of the old school; think back to your younger self. Who could persuade you back then? Can the stubbornness of the young be educated by old hands?"

"Only by hitting their heads against a wall will they learn to regret. After all, the value of knowledge is only known when it's needed, and the difficulty of a task is only understood once it's experienced."

"So, I'm telling you, I'm reminding you, but what can you do? What can you change?"

Dongfang Sansan asked with a smile.

"You're so annoying!"

Yan Nan was extremely frustrated, "I shouldn't have talked to you."

"Then let's watch the fight. Look, it's starting."

Dongfang Sansan turned her attention to the arena.

...

In the arena, Wu Shuang and Fang Che were locked in a fierce battle, their black and white silhouettes transforming into two whirlwinds.

Suddenly, the scene was clear as day and night, with black and white intertwining and swirling into a whole.

Yet, the clashes between the blades were few.

Both their techniques were exquisite to the extreme.

Fang Che's modified Heaven Hating Sword, combined with the Flying Heaven Sword and the Buddha Tower Sword, was perfectly executed, even without the enhancement of malevolent energy, killing intent, or other bonuses.

As for Wu Shuang's swordplay, it was light and agile to the extreme, and his finesse was unparalleled.

This was completely different from the grand and expansive sword techniques he had displayed earlier, forming two extremes.

Both of them were spinning at high speed, looking like a pair of twins fighting.

Feng Xiang Dong and the others watched with wide eyes, holding their breath in awe.

A worthy opponent, a talented rival!

Finally, amidst the chaos of black and white, the two suddenly separated, and at the same time, they both tumbled backward, their bodies and swords becoming one. The Great Sun Sword shone brilliantly, illuminating the entire world once more.

Wu Shuang's sword stance also became explosively powerful. If Fang Che's sword was like the radiant sun, then Wu Shuang's sword was like a massive bomb detonating.

The two clashed madly.

Blood suddenly splattered across the azure sky.

Both of them staggered backward, their bodies spinning as if drunk.

With each turn, Fang Che's shoulders and abdomen spurted blood.

And with each turn, Wu Shuang's chest and head bled profusely.

Both were injured, and it was evident that Wu Shuang's wounds were potentially fatal, while Fang Che's were not. Moreover, the bloodstains on Wu Shuang's side were much more extensive than Fang Che's.

On the second turn of their retreat, Wu Shuang's sleeve trembled, and a cloud of black smoke suddenly emerged, swirling and spreading, shrouding the battlefield.

On the viewing platform, Yan Nan sighed softly.

It was clear that another descendant of the Wu family had failed.

Within the black smoke, three dark shadows appeared like ghosts, slender as needles, moving at a speed surpassing the flow of light, rushing straight towards Fang Che.

Fang Che's sense of crisis reached its peak.

He abruptly stopped, and the sword's radiance intensified, causing the air to vibrate with a 'buzz'. The malevolent and killing energies erupted simultaneously!

In the arena, it was as if an ancient, brutal battlefield had suddenly appeared, and the gates of the netherworld had been flung wide open.

The Heaven Hating Sword unleashed its full power.

As he attacked, his body was protected from the elements.

His previous retreat and spinning were intentional, and he could stop at will.

He felt a slight hindrance in his sword technique.

But it quickly disappeared.

F

Suddenly, seven streams of light flashed and disappeared into the black smoke.

Thirteen Deadly Strikes!

The flying sword technique reappeared in the rivers and lakes.

This move was the Seven Stars in the Sky!

Wu Shuang's body was spinning, but he was exhausted, and his eyes were blocked by the thick black smoke, unable to see Fang Che's attack.

Puff, puff, puff...

Wu Shuang's left shoulder, right shoulder, left leg, and right leg were simultaneously struck by the flying swords, leaving transparent holes and spraying blood.

Four flying swords pierced his body, trailing blood in the air.

However, the three flying swords aimed at his forehead, throat, and heart were caught by Yun Du Mei Han.

"What powerful flying swords."

Yun Du Mei Han's expression changed as she looked at Fang Che.

How could he have hidden so much until now?

"There's more."

Fang Che had already thrown away his sword.

The entire sword was pitch-black.

He pointed with his sword tip at the spot where the black smoke had dissipated, where nine worm-like creatures, as thin as needle tips, were wriggling on the ground.

These were the creatures Wu Shuang had released, and as they approached Fang Che, they were sliced into three pieces by his sword's energy.

Yet, they still hadn't died and continued to wriggle.

"Heavenly Poisonous Worms!"

Yun Du Mei Han took a closer look and couldn't help but turn pale.

The Heavenly Poisonous Worms were incredibly dangerous. Once they bit someone, the victim's body would turn into pus and blood.

Even if they collided with something, these worms couldn't be used again.

For example, Fang Che's sword was now useless.

It was completely black.

And it was emitting faint black smoke.

Seeing Fang Che's discarded sword, Feng Xiang Dong and the others shuddered, their faces turning pale.

If they had been in Fang Che's position, they would have likely turned into pus and blood by now.

Because, honestly, they would never abandon their weapons.

Fang Che stood at a distance, holding his breath. "Senior, please return my flying swords to me."

Yun Du Mei Han casually threw the flying swords back, saying, "I'm just curious, why did you choose to throw away your sword first?"

Fang Che replied indifferently, "It's nothing. I threw it away first, and if there's no problem, I'll pick it up again. If not, I'll have saved my life. It's that simple."

Simple? The four referees were speechless.

This simple logic was something that over ninety percent of the rivers and lakes' inhabitants would never be able to do in their entire lives.

"The winner is clear! Guardian, Fang Che wins!"

Yun Du Mei Han flicked her fingers, and a white light landed on Fang Che's discarded sword, cleaning it instantly.

The poison on the sword was instantly neutralized.

Fang Che waved his hand, and the sword returned to his grasp. "Thank you, Senior."

"Are you that confident that I've cleaned the poison thoroughly?" Yun Du Mei Han asked.

"If the Senior hasn't cleaned it thoroughly, my death from poisoning is a small matter. But if the Senior's reputation is damaged, that's a big deal," Fang Che smiled.

Yun Du Mei Han couldn't help but smile. "You're quite clever."

Then she announced, "King Level Battle, Guardian Fang Che, is the Champion."

The Only Righteous Sect's Wu Shuang, the runner-up, Bi Ding, the third-place, Bai Xu, and the fourth-place, Pang Ran, were announced.

The Guardian had won the King Level Battle!

On the surrounding spectator stands, the Guardian's supporters erupted in thunderous cheers.

...

"You've gained another large Spirit Crystal Vein."

Yan Nan spoke calmly.

"I'll arrange for people to start mining," said Dongfang Sansan, but there was no joy on her face, only a hint of contemplation.

Yan Nan nodded and looked at Fang Che, saying, "I'm afraid you won't be able to protect this champion."

Dongfang Sansan also looked at Fang Che and said, "That depends on how many people you have to fill this gap."

Yan Nan shook his head and smiled, saying, "I won't take action, but this kid has probably offended everyone he could. Those young guys below won't let him off."

Dongfang Sansan calmly said, "Let me remind you, you should think about why he's causing so much trouble."

Yan Nan's face darkened, "You're right."

"So, if your several deputy sect leaders' descendants are slaughtered within the Guardian's territory, it's their own fault. It has nothing to do with us."

Dongfang Sansan rolled her eyes and said, "You also have no reason to start a war."

Yan Nan's expression turned serious.

His eyes flickered.

He slowly nodded.

He put on a show of agreeing with her, but in his heart, he knew that if Dongfang Sansan could see this, so could he.

He secretly thought, Dongfang Sansan is now openly protecting Fang Che.

I'll have to stir up some trouble later.

Wu Shuang, with four wounds and blood flowing, was carried away. However, he had the Dan Yun Shen Dan, so he quickly recovered, but his face was pale with defeat, and even his eyes were empty.

He hadn't expected to lose so badly.

Wu Shuang's father, Wu Zhi Yun, quietly came to his son's side. Seeing his dejected state, he was angry and said, "You're like this after just one defeat?"

Wu Shuang lowered his head, not daring to speak.

"From now on, stop raising your Heavenly Poisonous Worm and focus on your martial arts," Wu Zhi Yun sighed.

"I...I just haven't grown yet. As I grow, the power of the Heavenly Poisonous Worm will increase too," Wu Shuang weakly argued.

"But your martial arts path will be cut off!"

Wu Zhi Yun spoke in a low, angry tone.

"There are so many people in our sect who raise spirit beasts, but none of them have their martial arts cut off."

"But have you seen any of these spirit beast raisers reach the peak?"

"What about Ling Kong? Why doesn't anyone say anything about him?"

"You and Ling Kong are different."

Wu Zhi Yun was exasperated by his son's stubbornness, "Ling Kong is naturally carefree, and he's that kind of person, so raising a spirit beast complements his combat power. But you're different, do you understand?"

"Yes, father, I understand," Wu Shuang agreed, lowering his head. But in his heart, he thought, "I don't have a spirit beast. What if I encounter someone like Fang Che again? As long as I take another step forward and my battle pet improves, even if Fang Che's combat power surpasses mine, he'll still die under the Heavenly Poisonous Worm. If I don't raise one, what should I do when I encounter such a situation in the future? Should I just wait to die?"

"There are so many people with greater combat power than me in this world. I don't know when I'll encounter them. If I don't even have a means to protect myself, won't I die early? Father, after so many years of being pampered, you haven't been on the battlefield and can't keep up with the times..."

All nine of the King Level participants were dispirited, their faces covered in dust.

They had been defeated.

Each of them would have to face a scolding, and the miserable days ahead were already foreseeable.

...

Fang Che returned to a hero's welcome.

Feng Xiang Dong and the other eight lifted him up and carried him around the arena.

Wherever they went, countless people jumped and cheered, creating a lively atmosphere.

"Hero! Hero! Fang Che! Fang Che!"

From this day forward, the name Fang Che would spread across the continent.

Dongfang Sansan watched calmly.

Yan Nan also watched calmly.

He was calculating Fang Che's popularity. With such support and such a great achievement, who would dare doubt that he was the Night Demon?

In the crowd on the spectator stands, Mo Gan Yun and others were also cheering. Under their hoods, their faces were flushed with excitement.

They jumped and laughed, overjoyed.

As the atmosphere calmed down, the four of them shrank back into the crowd.

Mo Gan Yun straightened the red scarf on his head, coughed, and said, "Fang Lao Da will always be my big boss."

Yu Zhong Ge and the other two collectively laughed.

Together, they asked, "Why, are you scared?"

"If I'm not scared, it won't work."

Mo Gan Yun rolled his eyes and cursed, "Didn't you notice that Fang Lao Da didn't use many of the techniques he used to beat us at the Martial Academy..."

Yu Zhong Ge looked dejected, "I originally wanted to usurp the throne, but now it seems... I can only continue being a puppet. I guess I'll have to be this puppet for a while longer."

Jing Shuang proudly said, "But now, the gap between us and Fang Lao Da isn't that big. If the four of us work together, we might have a small chance of winning."

Qiu Shuang disdainfully said, "A small chance, really? You look at what you're saying! Four of us together, and we might have a small chance of winning! Damn!"

"But we're about to break through the Emperor Rank. After breaking through, we should be able to stay ahead for a while."

Yu Zhong Ge's eyes flashed, "So we must make use of this time. No matter what, we can't let him... or be surpassed by him too quickly."

He originally wanted to say, 'or be caught up by him,' but he had no confidence. So, he changed it to, 'or be surpassed by him too quickly.'

Even as he said these words, he felt like he had no foundation.

(End of Chapter)

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