The Divine Dao Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 1156
Ling Han nodded in his mind. The inherent high quality of the heavenly Demonic Sword finally showed its power.
After all it was a God Tool that had the potential to become a heavenly Metal, so how could it not be powerful?
Ling Han did not need to control his sword at all, as it was already engraved completely with his martial intent. He could manipulate it with just a thought, and doing that was no different from holding it with his hands.
It's a scary idea. This sword was equivalent to a body separated from Ling Han, so when it merged with him, how much of his battle power would it be?
Wu Zhe instantly regretted calling his God Tool.
None of them had summoned their God Tools back then, and he had not been harmed either. It's just that he hasn't had a chance to win yet. However, it was due to his strong desire to achieve victory, he summoned his Three Awa Flower Sword. He wanted to end the battle as soon as possible, and thus reaffirm his dignity as a senior brother.
However, who would have imagined that his opponent's God Tool would be as strong as his? Moreover, it had an incredible relationship with Ling Han — as if it had been nurtured by him.
It makes him feel very sad. It's really a case out for wool and back shaved — she has screwed herself.
Ling Han's heart and spirit were both related to the heavenly Demonic Sword, and thus the heavenly Demonic Sword could channel the Dao Sword as it slashed towards Wu Zhe. Meanwhile, Ling Han also swung his fist at Wu Zhe.
This was the second path he wanted to take.
The Dao Sword was his first choice. After all, it would be futile not to take the path of the Dao Sword because he already had a God Instrument like the heavenly Demon Sword. However, he also wanted to take the path of the unarmed Combat Dao.
He had developed the Unbreakable Heaven Scroll, and his physique was so powerful that he could be viewed as a human weapon. He had the Nine Dragons Tyrant Body Art on top of that, and this technique allowed him to wield endless power. Therefore, he was perfectly suited to close the battle.
Fists, feet, elbows, and even his head could all be used as deadly weapons!
A boundless heavenly light emanated from the Divine Demon Sword, and Ling Han's fists also raged with heavenly flames as they rained down on his opponent. Similar to the Rain Emperor, he exuded an extremely mighty and domineering aura.
He will destroy anyone who stands in his way!
Wu Zhe was not willing to give up. He felt that Ling Han was too confident. Generally speaking, people would only attack in such a manner if their strength was much greater than their opponents.
If someone swung their fists wildly like Ling Han did, they would suffer greatly if they found a slightly stronger opponent.
Wu Zhe roared furiously as he used his sword to fend off the heavenly Demonic Sword. At the same time, his left hand also clenched, and he punched Ling Han.
As one of the six levels of kings, he was not afraid of anyone at the same cultivation level.
The peng! The peng! The peng!
The two of them continued to exchange blows. In terms of strength, both of them had no advantage over the others. Although Wu Zhe was slightly stronger, it was only by a very small margin. Thus, this could still be viewed as a balanced fight.
Their fists rained down on each other at incredible speed, and they had already exchanged 100 or so in just a few seconds. In the end, they separated from each other and ended a brief moment of their unarmed battle.
Ling Han was naturally unharmed. However, blood dripped from Wu Zhe's injured left hand. In fact, his entire left arm was trembling with exertion.
Even the Origin Power shield would not be of much use during close combat like that – this is also why many cultivators avoid close combat when possible. An unarmed fight would reduce the effectiveness of Origin Power, even though Origin Power was the one that most people cultivated. Very few people practice Body Art.
In terms of physique, it was clear that Ling Han had achieved a great victory!
Wu Zhe grimaced in disbelief.
His opponent's heavenly feeling was already very stable. However, at this moment, he realized that his opponent's physique was also at a strange level.
"How could someone be so weird?"
All the spectators were shocked.
Wu Zhe had unleashed his full battle power, yet he was still injured!
Who could have predicted this?
Meanwhile, Gan Shiyun's slender body trembled in shock. He finally realized how wrong he was. He had provoked and offended an absolute freak!
Ling Han smiled calmly, and said, "Junior Brother Wu, are you still not going to admit defeat?"
Wu Zhe's expression was furious, and his eyes were filled with killing intent.
Isn't this really embarrassing?
He was one of the six kings, so who wouldn't give him face? However, the person who had just entered this sect acted aggressively and arrogantly. Is this really a smart choice?
"Han Lin, you've gone too far!" Wu Zhe said through gritted teeth.
Although he still had a few trump cards, his mind went numb every time he thought of his opponent's incredible physique. Could it be that his trump card actually contained his opponent? After all, it's just a sparring match, and some of his aces are their — consumables will disappear once he uses them. Therefore, he also did not want to use it.
Therefore, he hoped Ling Han would budge after a while and not take it too far.
"Call me senior brother, and I will naturally be easier for you," Ling Han said calmly. Wu Zhe had used shady tactics against the Rain Emperor, so how could Ling Han let go so easily?
There was a dark look in Wu Zhe's eyes, and his fists also clenched tightly. He will never admit defeat.
"You really think you can win?" He channeled a forbidden technique, and a strange pattern appeared on his forehead. It was radiated with a faint and terrifying light.
"What's that?!"
The spectators were all dumbfounded and frightened.
They only glanced at the pattern, yet it felt as if their minds had been slashed by the sword. It makes them feel very uncomfortable.
"That's ... That's the Extreme Nightmare Technique!" someone shouted in amazement. "Paradise! Senior Brother Wu has truly mastered that ancient technique! ”
Everyone hurriedly asked the person what this technique was. Only then did he reveal that this was one of the most profound cultivation techniques of the Great Heaven Sect. However, it was extremely difficult to cultivate, and there was no record of anyone successfully mastering it. However, to their surprise, Wu Zhe actually used this technique.
Wu Zhe's aura changed noticeably, and dark air rose from his body. It was as if he had turned into a Night-gaunt, which would bring boundless nightmares to his victims.
Ling Han was completely unaffected. Both his physique and his heavenly senses had broken through the boundary of the Mountain River Tier, so what was he to worry about? He stood in an invincible position, and the only unknown was the method by which he would achieve victory.
"Let's see what he's got. 'He was very interested in this cultivation technique as it caused a hint of fear to grip his heart.
"You'll regret this!" Wu Zhe said coldly. He made a punching movement towards Ling Han, and countless streaks of dark light surged from his fists.
He had already suffered once, so he did not dare to engage in a gunless battle with Ling Han anymore. Instead, he returned to the traditional tactics of the — cultivator he increased the distance from opponent to battle using martial arts techniques.
Ling Han swung his fist at the defense.
Pu, pu, pu!
Dark streaks of light struck his fists, and they surprisingly left behind some blood spots.
"Very strong!"
Ling Han was astonished. One had to realize that his physical toughness was already on par with a Level Five Godly metal. In other words, it was equivalent to the full strength defense of a cultivator at the low extreme of the Sun Moon Tier. Even so, Wu Zhe's attack still left some traces of blood on his fist. This was proof of how terrifying those dark streaks of light were.
Meanwhile, Wu Zhe nearly fainted from shock.
In reality, his cultivation level was too low for him to channel the Extreme Nightmare Technique. He could indeed channel it now, yet this came at a price he could not use Origin Power for three months after this!
He had paid a very expensive price, so the lines of dark light he had released were naturally frightening to the extreme. However, they only left a few traces of blood on Ling Han's fist? How could he accept this ?!
He wanted to vomit a mouthful of blood!
"It's quite powerful, but it's still not enough!" Ling Han laughed loudly as he manipulated his Divine Demon Sword and launched an attack that completely suppressed Wu Zhe.