Chapter 645 - Scared Off (1/2)

Chapter 645: Scared Off

Translator: _Dark_Angel_ Editor: Kurisu

Peng, peng, peng. A fierce battle ensued, and lightning flickered, forcing the others to all step back. Only Hu Niu was still standing on the same spot. As the waves of electricity pa.s.sed over, there was not even the slightest effect on her.

How could Zhao Chao Heng dare to allow Ling Han the first three moves? If he did, he would be trapped in an absolutely disadvantageous situation; thus, he could no longer bother about face, and shot out a shower of punches towards that dragon image.

“Is this the War Elephant Fist of the Earth Dragon Sect?” He was surprisingly knowledgeable—he managed to recognize it from just one move.

This was not the most top-notch secret technique of the Earth Dragon Sect, and there were many disciples who knew this technique, thus it was not strange that Zhao Chao Heng managed to recognize the technique.

Ling Han did not answer. Since they were already fighting, defeating his opponent would be the most effective response.

Zhao Chao Heng humphed. Although he dared not underestimate Ling Han any longer, it was not to the extent that he would actually fear Ling Han. As he waved his fists in attack, his battle prowess was not the slightest bit weakened, and he managed to tie with Ling Han.

He was in the ninth layer of the Spiritual Infant Tier. Furthermore, he had stayed on this cultivation level for a very, very long time, and had also tempered his cultivation to an incredibly pure level. Thus, with the advantage of being on a higher cultivation tier, he was not the slightest bit weaker than Ling Han.

But this stunned him even more, because his battle prowess should definitely have been in the top levels of the Spiritual Infant Tier, yet a young man in the Flower Blossom Tier was capable of fighting him on equal footing. This gave him a tremendous shock. This was practically inconceivable.

“Junior, are you a disciple of the Earth Dragon Sect?” he shouted out a question. If that was the case, he would say a few circ.u.mstantial words, and not continue the battle. After all, the Earth Dragon Sect was an even more powerful party than a party with Heaven Tier-level power. Even if that Li Yuan Ming got whipped even worse, so what?

“No!” Ling Han said with a smile. “Guess again.”

‘Guess your sister!’

Zhao Chao Heng did not say any more nonsense. He only continued to deliver punches. He planned to get the absolute upper hand in this battle, and then call a ceasefire. In that way, he would not offend Ling Han, but would still retain his own face.

As for Li Yuan Ming? F***, this was none of his business in the first place, and it was already very kind of him to step out and give a hand.

The two of them were embroiled in a huge battle, and in the end, the victor was still undecided.

Zhao Chao Heng wanted to quickly end the battle, and immediately drew a long saber. There were closely interwoven patterns on the saber’s blade. This was a Spirit Tool that he cultivated with his life force. It had originally been a normal Tier Seven weapon, but after he had nurtured it for dozens of years, it had now evolved into a Spirit Tool.

This was a Spirit Tool that he had nurtured himself. Even if there were two Spirit Tools that were completely the same, this “Blue Thunder Saber” would be able to release even greater power in his hands.

The answer was simple: it was most suited to himself.

Ling Han glanced at it, and could not help but smile strangely, and asked, “You really want to compete in Spirit Tools with me?”

With his saber in hand, Zhao Chao Heng’s confidence soared. If it was similarly a Level Seven Spirit Tool, this Blue Thunder Saber of his could release a hundred percent, or even a hundred and twenty percent of its full power. And if he was using a Spirit Tool that did not belong to him, the maximum amount of power that could be released would be only about sixty to seventy percent.

Ling Han’s right hand vibrated, and the Demon Birth Sword was drawn. Weng, weng, weng. Three patterns were lit, and instantly, a terrifying aura spread out. This was a Level Ten Spirit Tool, and even if Ling Han was unable to release its full power, the difference in level was still there. How could it be beaten by a Seventh Tier Spirit Tool?

“What Spirit Tool is that?!” Zhao Chao Heng’s expression changed in shock. As a descendant of a Heaven Tier-level Clan, his eyes were naturally not too bad. He instantly recognized how extraordinary the Demon Birth Sword was.