Chapter 80 - I’m Going to Attack (1/2)
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
The white moon shined brightly in the midnight sky. Roars of demons resounded under the night sky at times, adding to the horror o the night.
On top of the mountain, before the cliff, Zhou Xuanji and Meng Tianlang still stood facing each other.
The bone-chilling wind blew powerfully. Only the two of them were standing, while the others were cultivating.
To prevent Meng Tianlang from attacking him out of impatience, Zhou Xuanji said, “Very good! Great Zhou’s knight general indeed. I admire your endurance!”
Meng Tianlang had both courage and schemes. He could see that Zhou Xuanji had some tricks, but because he loved his pride and was confident of his own power, he continued to face Zhou Xuanji.
When he heard Zhou Xuanji’s praise, he replied in disdain, “The terrifying battles that I, Meng Tianlang, went through are not something that you can know.”
Xiao Jinghong shook his heard.
Meng Tianlang was good at everything, except his emphasis on his morals. He would never give empty promises.
This was why Xiao Jinghong took him as his lifetime rival.
But Zhou Xuanji was too scheming. He saw Meng Tianlang’s flaws in an instant and focused Meng Tianlang on such a situation.
Now, Xiao Jinghong was very curious about what Zhou Xuanji would do.
Could he be waiting for Meng Tianlang to lax his defense and then attack?
Even if so, it was extremely difficult to hurt Meng Tianlang.
Meng Tianlang was neither at Inner Pellet nor Soul Fountain, but Astral Infant!
No matter how powerful a sword technique is, one could not skip three cultivation stages! Moreover, Meng Tianlang was not someone ordinary. He was extremely talented in battle.
Time continued to pass.
The moon descended while the sun rose.
When the first slimmer of sunlight shined from the horizon, Zhou Xuanji’s spirit energy reserve only left with less than a quarter.
Even though he continued to internalize Qi, it was not as fast as how much he was channeling into his sword.
He was still deliberating to himself as to whether there was enough spirit energy in the Furious Ape Sword.
Seeing that he knitted his brown, Meng Tianlang thought that he became anxious, so he mockingly asked, “Why? Can’t find the gaps in my defense? Admit defeat and give me your Dragon Eagles!”
Zhou Xuanji muttered, “I have yet to attack, so the victor is not decided. If you are too impatient, you can cancel your promise. If you are the one to cancel your promise, then you cannot ask for my Dragon Eagles!”
Meng Tianlang snorted when he heard him, “The book of strategies said, improvisation is not as important as seeking opportunities patiently. I have fought in many wars. How could you win me in terms of patience?”
Compared to the Dragon Eagles, he was more eager to suppress Xiao Jinghong.
To win Zhou Xuanji was to win Xiao Jinghong!
”Good. Let’s continue. Remember what you said. If you regret it, then you are my son. If you dodge, then you are my grandson!”
Zhou Xuanji acted valiantly and shouted. His eyes glanced at Xiao Jinghong.
If not for Xiao Jinghong’s presence, he could not have provoked Meng Tianlang.
The two continued to face off.
Two hours.
Four hours.
Noon came.
Beixiao Wangjian and Zhao Congjian began training, while Fang Junsheng looked and waited.
Xiao Jinghong continued to sit nearby to Zhou Xuanji to support him.
In the afternoon, two cultivators flew past the cliff. When they saw Zhou Xuanji and Meng Tianlang, they were both stunned.
”That is General Meng, Meng Tianlang!”
One of them shouted. They were both Heaven Selection participants and had seen Meng Tianlang before.
The two turned their eyes to Zhou Xuanji.
How could a kid come to Immortal Sundering Mountain?
It could only be…
The Unparalleled Sword God Zhou!
”Is General Meng facing off with Sword God Zhou? ”
The other person shouted. The two immediately flew to the top of a nearby mountain and watched the fight.
They were very excited because both Sword God Zhou and Meng Tianlang had great reputations. The battle between the two of them would surely be splendid.
But neither Zhou Xuanji nor Meng Tianlang attacked even after a long while.
One of them muttered, “What are they doing?”
The other person rubbed his chin and speculated, “A battle between powerful cultivators is decided in an instant. They must be searching for gaps to attack. The winner will be decided with one move!”
The two of them concentrated and waited quietly.
Time passed by the minutes and seconds.
Six hours later, another four cultivators passed by and joined them to observe the fight.