
Jin Wuji had a person's distinctive strength at the peak period of the ninth layer of the Element Gathering Tier, and the Yellow Grade high level martial arts technique was also the most powerful technique one could learn in this level of cultivation. Moreover, he had also formed two flashes of Qi, so among Tier Element Gathering martial artists, he was someone who was definitely close to the rank of ruler.
Unfortunately, his opponent was Ling Han!
The four flashes of Sword Qi were likened to being the ruler of his cultivation level.
Jin Wuji felt as if he was facing Qi Yong Ye again. The only difference was that Qi Yong Ye was stronger in terms of strength; in other areas, Ling Han was not inferior to Qi Yong Ye. In fact, in terms of speed and reaction ability, he was even better than Qi Yong Ye.
Is this really a seventeen year old young man?
Talent is a scary thing!
It was only at this moment that Jin Wuji finally abandoned all thoughts of revenge. He even decided to pay a visit to Ling Han with his younger brother to apologize, and obliterate the bad feelings between them once and for all.
It was because Ling Han would definitely have a terrifying high achievement in the future, and was practically guaranteed that he would be someone who surpassed Jin Wuji. Since there was no way he could eliminate this kind of rival, then the best idea was to develop a friendly relationship with the previous one. He was definitely incapable of making enemies of people of his caliber.
The battle continues and continues. This time, apart from using the indestructible Lone Wolf's Blood and Heaven Scroll, Ling Han had used all the abilities he had, allowing him to enjoy the battle to the fullest. Unfortunately, the Five Elements Origin Nuclei took out Origin Power very quickly, which did not allow it to last too long.
. . . . It would be great if he managed to obtain the Dark Moon Grass. It would help to expand the space in his dantian several times.
After fighting over a hundred moves, the two of them still maintained a very balanced balance.
Jin Wuji inevitably thought, 'There are three Black Grade alchemists behind this person, and after all, I will not. . . 'As with the people before him, he chose to deliberately throw the match and do a favor for Ling Han. This way, when he brought his brother to visit Ling Han and apologize, it would probably be easier to dispel the bad feelings left between them.
"Brother Ling is indeed brilliant in martial arts. I lost!" He quickly retreated backwards, clasped his hands together and declared his loss.
Ling Han's momentum then was already a little lacking, and he would start circulating Lone Wolf's Blood to defeat his opponent instantly. He never imagined that Jin Wuji would truly lose his own will. Looking at the friendly signal his opponent had issued, he nodded in response and said, "Thank you for the match."
Anyone can make mistakes, so it would be wise to forgive them if that was possible. Moreover, in the first place, the conflict between her and Jin Wuji was not an unresolved enmity that could not be forgiven.
"Of course, lose the other."
"Could it be that among the martial arts techniques Ling Han learned there was one specifically designed to make his opponent lose?"
"Hahahaha, if you are as talented as Ling Han and have also formed four flashes of Sword Qi, I can also declare a loss in front of you."
"Pei, how could four flashes of Sword Qi be so malleable?"
The audience felt astonished – because Ling Han actually took a step further – and was numb when they thought that this was just a natural event. After all, this scene had already played out many times.
Fortunately, Ling Han only had one last opponent left, and even if Qi Yong Ye was scorched as well, they only needed to experience shock one last time.
"Good!" Ling Dong Xing clutched his hands tightly, slightly numb from the excitement. His son was able to accomplish such a feat, what more could he ask for? He recalled that when his son declared that he would get first place in the tournament two months ago, he felt a great sense of disbelief. But what about now?
First place is very close!
Even if he knew that Qi Yong Ye was extremely powerful and the Heaven Child Boxing Technique was equivalent to four flashes of Sword Qi as well as his cultivation level was far above that of Ling Han himself, he still could not help the wild hope burst into life within him.
What if his son really managed to do the impossible?
First place!
Since he had already come this far, then he should definitely aim for first place. If he did not even issue a challenge, he would definitely regret it for the rest of his life.
The other Stage Masters were all engaged in battle, but there were already quite a few spectators still watching this battle. Everyone waited with a breath of bait for Ling Han to recover and the final battle ensued.
Was it Ling Han who would be able to create another miracle, and become the biggest dark horse in this Da Yuan Tournament? Or will the Fourth Prince who laughed last, actually leave the second championship title?
Ling Han had more than enough time to rest and recover because there was no rule that dictated that he should issue a challenge after resting for half an hour.
He would naturally recover to his best condition before proceeding to challenge Qi Yong Ye.
Although even after a long time, Ling Han did not move to issue a challenge, no audience told him to do so because they knew very well that only if Ling Han managed to recover to his best condition did he and the Fourth Prince offer the most beautiful and brilliant battle.
'This is it! Here comes!'
All the spectators thought, instantly getting excited.
"Fourth Prince, let's fight!" Ling Han jumped onto the stage of the first tournament and issued a challenge to Qi Yong Ye.
"Sister Ling, please!" Qi Yong Ye smiled, even though he felt the urge to start cursing.
After all, everyone before him had thrown their matches because there were three black grade alchemists standing behind Ling Han. .should he throw a match or not?
If he throws a match, then what? The first place of this Da Yuan Tournament was something that he had dreamed of for three years and Dark Moon Grass could help him to immediately step into the Gushing Spring Tier, that would save him at least two or three years of cultivation time.
If not, then what? The others all threw matches, and you didn't. . Isn't this not giving Ling Han face?
It would be fine if it was someone else, but Qi Yong Ye had great ambitions. He was someone who would become a famous master, and a famous master would definitely have to respect sages and recruit talent from anywhere and anywhere. Especially with a genius like Ling Han, entering a conflict with him was naturally something very bad.
So how could Qi Yong Ye not be caught in a dilemma?
Finally, Qi Yong Ye still decided to do his best. If the worst became the worst, after he commissioned the alchemy pill potion from the Dark Moon Grass, he would give it to Ling Han.
"Please!" Ling Han waved his sword, and four flashes of Sword Qi appeared.
Qi Yong Ye shouted loudly and had already started using the Sky Child Fist Technique. The movement is huge, as if a single blow will be able to destroy everything – even if it is a mountain that appears in its path. What was even more terrifying was the fact that there were actually three layers of Qi wrapped around his fists!
Although the strength of the nation could not just be added into it in numbers, but no matter how it was, its strength was still equivalent to four flashes of Sword Qi.
All the spectators were shocked. So it turned out that Qi Yong Ye had not shown his full ability before, and this was the extent of the Fourth Prince's strength!
So strong, how did Ling Han win against this? Even if his opponent was someone close to the Tier Gushing Spring and had yet to form Qi, he would also not be able to match Qi Yong Ye.
"Pen! The peng! The peng!"
After repeated blows from the heavy fist, Ling Han fell into a continuous retreat. However, even if he were to withstand this kind of attack, there was absolutely no harm done to his body.
Dead Tree Body!
Ling Han was a bit shocked. If he did not start bleeding, how could he circulate the Lone Wolf Blood? He almost fainted. So it turns out that a defense that was too strong might not always be a good thing since it was actually in direct opposition to him using Lone Wolf's Blood.
He shouted loudly, and bit his tongue violently. Immediately, a bitter taste flooded the inside of his mouth. He finally started bleeding.
"Hong," the four Five Origin Origin Nuclei within his body immediately began to spin even faster, suddenly allowing his strength to be raised to a whole new level.
The Ninth Layer Level Element Collection!
The higher the cultivation level, the smaller the increase in strength from Lone Wolf's Blood; however, this was enough.
Ling Han brandished his iron sword, using the Shocking Electric Sword Arts completely.
"Ding, ding, ding, ding .. peng, peng, peng, peng," the two fighters engaged in fierce clashes as they showed each other as much prowess as they liked.
"God, so it turns out that the Element Gathering Element can actually be this powerful!"
"I'm also at the ninth layer of the Element Gathering Tier, but if I were to fight, I might be defeated in three moves."
"If you constantly compare yourself to others, you will only make yourself angry. The new generation will soon replace the old one."
"We are all old. This era belongs to the younger generation."
Quite a number of Clan Chiefs from Gray Cloud City let out a tired sigh. Some of them were thirty years old, forty years old, or even fifty years old, and they were all stuck at the cultivation level of the ninth layer of the Element Gathering Tier. Since they were unable to successfully break through even after a very long time, they increased their own Origin Power to its limit with continuous practice, but when facing these two young talents, they were able to do so, they could only sigh with their own inferiority.