Weapon Master

Chapter 838 - Chief Sovereign!

"Hu!"

Amidst a sharp sound of breaking through the air, the long blade in Yu Mingjing's hand moved, and a beam of dazzling golden light that condensed into substance shot out, with a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to match, whizzing forward. In a blink of an eye, it tore apart the space of over ten meters, arriving in front of Tang Huan, and actually exploded forth with an incomparably sharp gleam.

Tang Huan squinted, his entire being seemed to have entered into an extremely mysterious state.

The trajectory of Yu Mingjing's longblade being swung, the strength of the Strength Qi contained within the blade light, as well as the speed at which it tore through space. None of these things were missed by Tang Huan, as they appeared clearly in his mind afterwards.

's senses told him that Yu Mingjing's attack had been completely disrupted.

Tang Huan was very clear that this should have been the change brought about by the "Intangible Buddha" in the depths of his soul. Before this, although his Perception Ability had far surpassed cultivators of the same realm, it was simply impossible for him to reach this stage. This feeling was simply unimaginable.

"Buzz!"

Amidst the intense trembling sound, the Flame Feather Spear released an exceptionally bright red light.

"Chi!" Tang Huan raised his arm slightly and threw the long spear forward. A line of Fire Red Spear Radiance s shot out and actually landed on the weakest part of the golden blade beam.

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The blade light instantly shattered, the Fire Red Spear Radiance was like a stream of light, shooting straight into Yu Mingjing's long blade.

An earth-shattering sound erupted out, the tyrannical Strength Qi started to wreak havoc, Yu Mingjing only felt his palm going numb, under the impact, the long blade was raised high up in the air.

"Why is it like this?"

Yu Mingjing found it hard to believe his own eyes. The slash he had made just now was only a probing attack, he had not used his full strength, but even so, he should not have been weak to such an extent, to the point where it was actually easily broken by Tang Huan. But, just as he was shocked, Tang Huan chased after him like a shadow.

"Chi!"

The sound of breaking through the air seemed to pierce his eardrums. This time, it was not the spear light but rather Tang Huan's long spear, and the spear head seemed to be wreathed in flames. As for the spear tip, it seemed to be condensed out of fine feathers, each of them releasing a sharp intent.

A spear thrust out. The space around the spearhead seemed to be collapsing.

Yu Mingjing's pupils shrank, his body retreated, but the Flame Feather Spear's attack was extremely fast, causing him to not have enough time to use any battle skills. He could only hold onto the blade with both hands and with the simplest movements, he slashed the blade downwards ruthlessly.

"Clang!"

Sabers and spears clashed, and a deafening sound filled the sky.

Yu Mingjing immediately felt a terrifying power that was almost impossible to resist roar at all, and actually almost threw the blade in his hand into the air. Although he was holding on to the hilt of his saber tightly, his palms had already split open, and fresh blood was seeping through the gaps between his fingers.

"How is this possible? Is this kid really just broke through into the Rank Six True Spirit not long ago? "

Yu Mingjing's mind was shaken to the core, but he had no choice but to explosively retreat. The blade in his hand struck down once again, because the longspear in front of him was like a fiery red stream of light, shooting towards him.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

Dong …

The deafening collision sounded again and again. The intervals between each strike were exactly the same. The sounds were so rhythmic to the ears.

Tang Huan seemed to be strolling leisurely as he thrusted out his spear.

However, under this extremely relaxed attack, Yu Mingjing was forced to retreat continuously, and his handsome face was filled with shock that was difficult to hide.

The situation on the arena, however, made all the cultivators flabbergasted.

"Hiss …" I must be seeing things... "

"He is only at the Rank Six True Spirit level of cultivation, but Yu Mingjing of the Peak Rank Six True Spirit is not even able to retaliate. What is his background?"

"What an eye-opener! This is the first time I've ever heard that an attack launched by a single person can be so pleasing to the eyes."

"..."

After the initial shock, the surrounding people could not help but exclaim continuously, while Hu Xuan, Chen You and the rest were beaming with joy, all of them smiling brightly.

"Tang Huan, I seem to have underestimated you."

Amongst the crowd, Fu Junwei gently muttered. A smile surfaced on her delicate and white face that was like a porcelain doll, but immediately after, her black eyes were filled with fighting spirit. Her delicate and small tongue lightly licked her lips, as though she was eager to give it a try.

"Where did this little guy come from? His fighting strength is this shocking?" An ordinary Rank Seven True Spirit cultivator would probably not be a match for him. " Atop the referee stand, the middle-aged man's eyes narrowed into small slits, and an uncontrollable shock surfaced on his sallow face.

"Clang!"

On the arena, the sabers and the spears once again collided forcefully with each other.

In the midst of the clanging sounds, Strength Qi surged, Yu Mingjing raised the weapon in his hand, he retreated, and the Fire Red Long Spear attacked him again …

A new cycle began!

The seventh strike!

The eighth spear!

"Chi!"

Following that, Tang Huan's spear was like lightning, and once again thrusted forward!

Ninth spear!

"Clang!"

After the fierce clash, Yu Mingjing stabilized his long blade, which was almost vertical. Both of his hands trembled, and blood flowed out of his palms, dyeing his sleeves red.

Opposite of them, Tang Huan stopped in her tracks as the Flame Feather Spear stopped in mid-air.

When the surrounding people saw this, besides being shocked, they were also extremely puzzled.

Yu Mingjing was already standing at the side of the stage. At this time, Tang Huan only needed one more spear strike to force him off the stage, obtaining victory, but at such a critical moment, Tang Huan actually chose to stop. He was not afraid that Yu Mingjing would catch his breath, and cause him great trouble.

But very quickly, everyone found out the reason.

"Puff …"

Yu Mingjing's mouth was agape, as though he wanted to say something, but before he could even make a sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood. First, the blade in his hand clattered to the ground, breaking into several pieces, then his knees went limp and he knelt onto the ground, his face pale white like paper.

"How do you feel about 'disaster comes from the mouth'?"

Tang Huan smiled lightly, naturally knowing why Yu Mingjing had turned into this state.

From start to finish, this battle had been under Tang Huan's control. What kind of speed did the Flame Feather Spear need when thrusting out, and what kind of strength would the other party need to choose from in order for them to face it head on? How fast the other party's slash would be when chopping down, and what kind of strength they would use; how much energy would invade the other party's body when clashing, and what kind of damage it would cause to the other party's internal organs … None of them were able to escape Tang Huan's senses.

Yu Mingjing's reactions were all within Tang Huan's expectations, because every single step he took, was forced out by Tang Huan.

In this battle, Tang Huan felt as if his enbodiment was like a god that had become the ruler of this small space. This made him exclaim in admiration towards the "Intangible Buddha" even more.

As expected of something that Hu Chan spent one thousand five hundred years to condense, it was just the fusion of a "Intangible Buddha", yet it was able to display such terrifying effects. If he could completely mobilize the "Intangible Buddha", what kind of terrifying effects would it have?

"Just stay in bed for three months." With that in mind, Tang Huan spoke again. After saying that, he turned and walked towards the referee stand.

"You …"

Yu Mingjing was furious to the extreme, his pale white face immediately flushed a sickly red, but the moment he spat out the word, his voice suddenly stopped, and instead, his upper body had already fell forward onto the ground, his eyes closed, and remained motionless, as he fainted.

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