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Chapter 370: Even the Grand Jing Emperor, the Will of the True Martial Sect is Stained with Blood 【S
Chapter 370: Even the Grand Jing Emperor, the Will of the True Martial Sect is Stained with Blood 【Seeking Monthly Votes】 (Part 2)
With the appearance of the first combatants, the second round's opponents were also confirmed.
In the second round, Xixi faced Zhang Yun Hu, the second Dragonling of the Purple Mansion Sect!
As the Divine Seeds unfolded like a painting, the fourth round's two Dragonlings were matched.
"My goodness... this is a direct challenge from two major sects to the first sect!"
"The True Martial Sect is indeed strong. They are a group of men who bravely defend the Dark Path, facing the Iron Cavalry of the Great Li Dynasty head-on. Each of them fights to the death, earning their unyielding spirit."
"It's going to be exciting, very exciting. If we say that the Dragonlings of other sects have never seen blood or killed anyone, we would believe it... But the Dragonlings of the True Martial Sect, if they haven't beheaded a few Iron Cavalry heads from the Great Li Dynasty, they can't be called Dragonlings!"
"The Celestial Origin Sect and the True Martial Sect's Dragonlings challenge the Purple Mansion Sect!"
The crowd erupted in cheers, reaching a fever pitch.
Almost everyone in the third city was stirred up, even as the spring rain poured down harder. The heavy rain couldn't dampen the excitement of the cultivators.
The stakes of this battle were immediately raised.
Of course, while everyone hoped for an underdog victory, their bets were more realistic. Most wagers were placed on the Purple Mansion Sect's Dragonling.
Compared to Xixi, Shi Xuan from the True Martial Sect had even more support.
True Martial Sect's Banquet Area.
Shi Jian, wearing black armor, removed his helmet, revealing his buzz cut. Most disciples of the True Martial Sect wore buzz cuts, emphasizing their toughness.
Lu Tai Bai and Li Che looked over.
Shi Jian shook his head, letting out a bitter smile. "It's difficult."
"Although Shi Xuan is good, fighting the Purple Mansion Sect's Dragonling is like fighting a Shrine Deity. It's hard to even hope for a victory without defeat."
However, Shi Jian's eyes returned to the Jade Square.
A clanging sound rang out. Shi Xuan, in light armor and with five metal rings on each arm, stood up, bowed to Shi Jian.
"Sect Master, I'm going in."
"Do your best. Our main target, the disciples of the True Martial Sect, is the Great Li Dynasty's forces..."
Shi Jian said.
Shi Xuan wiped his buzz cut and smiled. He tapped his feet, and his body shot forward like an arrow.
Entering the Jade Square area, the pouring rain was cut and torn by his powerful aura.
Boom! His feet landed on the ground, causing the accumulated water to splash.
Shi Xuan spread his arms and clenched his fists. The five metal rings on his arms clanged and contracted, colliding with each other.
A burst of golden energy exploded!
"Pure Martial!" At this moment, a loud cheer erupted.
Not only in the third city, but even the officials and nobles under the grandstand let out exclamations.
Even the Emperor and Empress at the main banquet turned their gazes towards the square.
Golden energy was a sign of Pure Martial cultivation.
However, in the current world, Pure Martial warriors were rare.
"It's not Pure Martial, but True Martial. However, it's so close to Pure Martial that the Divine Martial blood energy only has three strands of silk ribbon, purer than Shi Jian's."
The Layman Archmage, Shi Xuan, narrowed his eyes and nodded slightly, appreciating the display.
As expected of the True Martial Sect, the most reassuring of the great sects.
Shi Xuan held a favorable impression of the True Martial Sect, as this sect didn't require his attention for restrictions and suppression. As long as the over seventy thousand households behind True Martial Mountain remained, without relocating, the True Martial Sect would steadfastly guard True Martial Mountain.
The True Martial Sect's only enemy was the Great Li Dynasty's barbarians outside True Martial Mountain! Even Shi Xuan couldn't help but admire them for it.
At this moment, everyone's gaze intensified, focusing on the battle in the arena, observing closely.
The heavy rain fell on Shi Xuan's body, but it was instantly evaporated into white mist by his powerful and vast blood energy.
A Supreme Triple Flower Grand Master...
A Triple Flower True Essence Aura!
The golden blood energy surrounding Shi Xuan trembled, and the True Essence Aura, like flames, surged with an overwhelming oppressive force, sweeping through the surroundings. It seemed as if even the raindrops falling from the sky were slowing down.
"Pure Martial? Not bad, quite interesting."
Suddenly, a faint laughter echoed.
In the direction of the main banquet area, a figure in a blue Daoist robe with a wooden hairpin securing his topknot appeared. Carrying a peach wood sword box on his back, he gracefully stepped forward.
He seemed to be riding the wind, with countless raindrops swirling around his body, floating in the air as if completely solidified by a powerful divine energy. Each raindrop hovered, never falling.
It was as if a spring breeze blew beneath him, causing his long robe to flutter, giving off a slightly ethereal aura.
The entire person resembled a warm and lustrous jade treasure emitting a faint glow.
"Zhang Yun Long..."
Shi Xuan stared at the young Daoist before him, feeling an invisible pressure constantly bearing down on him.
This pressure caused the blood energy within his body to become heavy and condensed.
The Purple Mansion Sect, the first sect's first Dragonling, just how powerful was he?
Until now, Zhang Yun Long's opponents had rarely lasted beyond three moves.
"Come!"
"Fight!"
"Let me see how strong the first sect's first Dragonling is!"
Shi Xuan took a heavy step forward.
He seemed to launch himself like an arrow, and with several more strides, the accumulated water on the Jade Square exploded.
Boom!
With another heavy step, he appeared before Zhang Yun Long like a tiger descending from the mountain, moving at an incredible speed. His five fingers clenched, and a long spear appeared in his hand.
Golden blood energy coiled around the spear, resembling a lightning bolt. He suddenly whipped it out, creating a terrifying gale that caused the space to ripple, and he fiercely struck towards Zhang Yun Long's face!
"Clang!!!!"
However, a crisp sound of collision rang out.
The terrifying explosion created a wave of sound that rolled like a tide, causing the raindrops in the air to shatter.
A palm-sized, slender peach wood sword floated in the air, blocking Shi Xuan's powerful and heavy spear strike as Zhang Yun Long's hair danced in the wind.
Shi Xuan's eyes flashed with golden light, and in the next moment, one of the five metal rings on his hand exploded.
Instantly, the suppressed blood energy seemed to burst forth!
Boom!!!!
Shi Xuan's speed suddenly doubled, and he withdrew the spear, sidestepping and letting it slide out of his hand. He gripped the spear's tail and fiercely struck towards Zhang Yun Long's waist, who stood unmoving like a mountain.
The terrifying force expelled the air wherever the spear passed!
A deep, roaring sonic boom exploded in their ears!
The gale blew, causing Zhang Yun Long's blue Daoist robe to cling tightly to his skin. However, Zhang Yun Long's lips curved into a faint smile, unconcerned. He tapped his fingers again.
The next moment,
Another small sword appeared, blocking the path of the incoming spear!
Yet, a sneer appeared on Shi Xuan's lips.
Two more metal rings on his hands exploded.
Boom, boom, boom!
Golden blood energy burst from Shi Xuan's body like flames.
His power increased with each step, and his aura surged, as if he could burn mountains and boil seas.
The spear was blocked by the small sword, and Shi Xuan twisted it, causing it to spin rapidly with a whooshing sound.
The rapidly spinning spear was gripped by Shi Xuan's bulging veins, resembling a roaring dragon. He forcefully pushed it, slamming the spear against the small sword and striking Zhang Yun Long's body.
From the first round until now, Zhang Yun Long had never taken a single step back when facing opponents.
But at this moment, he was forced to move, his body shifting.
Main Banquet Area.
Watching Shi Xuan and Zhang Yun Long's sudden burst of awe-inspiring aura and life force, Xixi forgot about her chicken leg, staring with wide eyes, excitedly observing the battle.
So strong... They were both so strong...
Xixi felt that she truly lagged behind when compared to them.
Boom!!!!
Zhang Yun Long's cloth shoes scraped against the ground, like a solitary boat breaking through the waves, causing the water to surge to either side.
As Shi Xuan's spear pushed him back,
Shi Xuan seemed like a raging demon, his body erupting with golden blood energy flames. Like a ferocious dragon, he charged forward!
The long spear danced wildly, countless spear shadows enveloping Zhang Yun Long.
Zhang Yun Long slid back a hundred meters on the Jade Square, enduring Shi Xuan's rapid assault from all directions.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle...
Heat waves rolled!
The continuous booming echoes reverberated endlessly.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
The heavy rain poured down, and spring thunder rumbled in the clouds.
Everyone held their breath, focusing on the dazzling battle above the Jade Square.
Was it over?!!!
Such a thunderous offense, with hundreds and thousands of spear shadows, each strike finding its mark...
Could it be that he still couldn't win?
Shi Xuan's vital energy began to ebb, and the five metal rings on his single arm were reduced to just two...
He panted heavily, his skin turning a deep crimson, as he stared intently at the area where white mist surged like a storm.
There, Zhang Yun Long stood.
Suddenly, a gust of wind howled past.
Shi Xuan's gaze fixed, and he saw Zhang Yun Long in a fluttering blue robe, his body devoid of any wounds or scars. With his hands forming a sword seal, he stood calmly in place.
His eyes gleamed with mockery as he looked at Shi Xuan.
"Not bad."
"But it's not enough."
"I heard that the warriors of the True Martial Sect are unmatched in killing barbarians in the Dark Path. Now it seems that's all they're capable of."
"With this kind of strength, what barbarians can you kill?"
Zhang Yun Long spoke indifferently.
His words echoed, causing many in the audience to frown.
At the banquet area of the Purple Mansion Sect, Sect Master Zhang Wu Ji's eyebrows furrowed, and Zhang Yun Huang's expression changed slightly.
In the True Martial Sect area, Shi Jian's face darkened, and he slammed his palm on the table, leaving a palm print on it.
Li Che also frowned, looking coldly at Zhang Yun Long from the Purple Mansion Sect.
The disciples of the True Martial Sect are killing barbarians in the Dark Path, and they are genuinely killing them. Do you have the right to mock them?
In the Jade Square.
Shi Xuan's eyes also flashed with anger.
It was as if a crimson flame was burning within him.
He clenched the long spear in his hand, and on his arm, the remaining two metal rings shattered like glass, breaking into pieces.
Shi Xuan's entire body changed color, and his vital energy surged again, blazing like golden wolf smoke rising into the sky!
A terrifying and insane will raged between heaven and earth.
However, Zhang Yun Long looked at Shi Xuan indifferently. He suddenly removed the sword box from his back and slammed it onto the ground. The box opened, revealing countless small metal swords inside.
He raised his hand and pointed at his forehead.
A ripple like a storm spread from Zhang Yun Long's forehead, and a shrine floated behind him. The shrine exuded a dense divine aura, and a metal chain dropped from it, piercing Zhang Yun Long's spine.
Zhang Yun Long's eyes instantly shone with a brilliant light.
Within the shrine, a sword-wielding temple deity sat.
Zhang Yun Long and the shrine floated up into the air, hovering in mid-air. His body emanated an infinite and mighty divine aura.
Every small sword in the sword box was wrapped by invisible threads of divine aura, jingling as they floated out.
"Go."
Zhang Yun Long flicked his finger.
The first small sword slowly turned its tip and aimed at Shi Xuan, whose vital energy was erupting, his skin crimson, and every pore seemed to be seeping blood.
"You've cultivated a martial art that mimics the Eight Trigrams Technique without a divine seed, but you use metal to restrict your vital energy, forming human body shackles through the divine seed's guidance in the Eight Trigrams..."
"By detonating the divine seed of the Eight Trigrams, you break the human body shackles and ascend your spirit step by step!"
Zhang Yun Long's eyes gleamed, and a faint smile curved his lips.
It was as if he had seen through everything.
"Now, I'll give you one chance to break free from your last metal ring and let me see what this so-called pure martial arts is all about. Otherwise..."
As Zhang Yun Long's words, spoken like a command, ended, the small sword in his palm began to tremble slightly.
Shi Xuan's face twisted like a savage, his body towering and muscular, his skin crimson and oozing blood. Every muscle twitched, and his eyes blazed like the sun. He raised the long spear with one hand, aiming it at Zhang Yun Long from a distance.
A voice exploded in his throat, like a charging horn!
"Battle!"
Boom!
A spray of blood instantly exploded behind Shi Xuan.
The sound of the charge abruptly stopped.
Zhang Yun Long's shrine continued to shower divine aura onto him as he hovered in the air, his expression cold.
His finger maintained the flicking motion, and the small sword in his palm had already pierced through Shi Xuan's chest.
Shi Xuan's body staggered, then he endured the pain and lowered himself, sprinting away at full speed.
Boom, boom, boom!
Zhang Yun Long kept flicking his fingers, and small swords kept darting out at high speed, as if drilling into space, passing through, and reappearing, already piercing Shi Xuan's body, raising a puff of blood!
It was almost impossible to capture his movements.
Blood mist kept exploding from Shi Xuan's body, and the golden blood mist, combined with his forcefully detonated vital energy, caused his blood to flow at a frenzied pace!
Hoo!
As Zhang Yun Long's hovering body tilted slightly backward, the sharp tip of the long spear had already reached, stopping just an inch away from Zhang Yun Long's face.
But, just an inch away, Shi Xuan couldn't thrust the spear forward and slam it into Zhang Yun Long's body.
The mighty divine aura formed a barrier, blocking the long spear.
Shi Xuan's entire body was dripping with blood, and golden blood droplets pattered onto the ground...
"Why... haven't you detonated your last ring yet?"
Zhang Yun Long asked coldly.
He had been waiting for Shi Xuan's last ring, wanting to witness the true power of pure martial arts.
But Shi Xuan stubbornly refused to use it.
Shi Xuan, covered in blood, slowly raised his head.
His resolute face revealed a grin, as if a blood-stained will slowly spread.
"This ring... is for the barbarians..."
The second chapter, seeking monthly tickets, recommendations, and read-throughs! During my naked run, let's compete for recommendations; the starting point is too internally competitive and too cruel. Don't stop reading, everyone! Old Li bows in gratitude!
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