C83 (1/2)
Huang Tao was walking out from a Century-round Meridian. As a Heaven's Pride with a seventh stage martial talent, his strength was so strong that it would be difficult to fight him. Then, when he saw Hong Ling being sent into his Century-round Meridian, his eyes almost popped out. Huang Tao felt that he was not weak, but after getting injured by the Sword Qi that Hong Ling used to stab himself with his finger, he became extremely fearful of Hong Ling. But now, Fang Qian had actually sent Hong Ling into the Century-round Meridian that he had mirrored in. This was completely different from what he had imagined. Wasn't Fang Qian the one with the strongest Inherent Skill this time around? What did the Century-round Meridian mean by sending Hong Ling into his own mirror, was it to eliminate him? After all, he had already reached the seventh stage. However, why did Fang Qian do this?
He could not understand, but he did not dare to easily refute Fang Qian's actions. Fang Qian's cultivation was already unfathomably deep, and adding the fact that he was able to use a sacred weapon like the Century-round Meridian, he was definitely not someone that he and a small family behind him could provoke. How could Fang Qian have thought that just one casual action of his would cause Huang Tao to have so many connections? In fact, it was just that he did not want Hong Ling to be able to see that he and Lian Cheng Lie were a bit old and disrespectful.
”Senior Fang Qian sent you to the Century-round Meridian where my mirror image is, it seems like it is going to test your fighting strength. It just so happens that I want to see just how strong you are, someone who has surpassed the seventh level of martial dao talent. ”Don't let that mirror strike you when the time comes, hmph!” Huang Tao stood on the spot, staring intently at the Century-round Meridian that was emitting the golden light.
Inside the Century-round Meridian, Hong Ling saw the mirrored figure getting closer and closer, and an expression of surprise appeared on his face.
”Isn't this fellow the same Huang Tao who bickered with me after I entered the main hall? I didn't expect it to be him!” The youth faintly smiled, ”Hehe, since that's the case, then I'll take his purple gold sacred order and keep it in my bag!”
Weng, the Sorrow Spirit was buzzing, quietly floating around Hong Ling, with a thought, the dark golden long sword turned into nine swords, floating in the air around him, continuously releasing cold sword tips. Streams of sword intent, under the control of Hong Ling's willpower, was quickly unleashed from every single Sorrow Spirit. These swords that were constantly floating slowly formed a resonance with each other and formed a gigantic barrier of sword qi around Hong Ling. Hong Ling raised his eyebrows, and looked at the mirror image of Huang Tao who was accumulating force, and his eyes filled with a smile.
”Come, I want to see how different the mirror image of the seventh level is from the mirror image of the sixth level!”
In the hand of the mirror was a huge, heavy sword. It was as wide as a palm and more than four feet in length. It looked quite comical. However, Hong Ling would not underestimate him because of this. Being able to wield such a heavy sword was already a symbol of power. However, power didn't represent one's true strength. Although he acknowledged it, it didn't mean that he would be afraid. As if it had completed its accumulation of power, the mirror stepped onto the ground simulated by the Century-round Meridian, creating a crater filled with cracks as it rushed towards Hong Ling. The enormous sword in his hand was wreathed in raging flames, and the heat waves it emanated were extremely oppressive. However, for Hong Ling, these were not the most important aspects. What he wanted to see was exactly how strong was this kind of Innate Ranker who had reached the seventh level.
Bang! The great sword ruthlessly slashed at the barrier formed by the Sorrow Spirit, causing it to sway for a while. However, the barrier only rippled slightly, without a single crack. Hong Ling was a little disappointed. Perhaps in the eyes of others, the Mirror Image's strength was already very strong, but in his eyes, it was still not enough. He allowed the mirror to strike at the barrier, but did not retaliate. He only continued to sense the secrets of the Century-round Meridian. Unfortunately, a saint artifact was after all, a saint artifact. Even though he had defeated eight people in a row, he still did not have a clue about the Century-round Meridian s. This Century-round Meridian seemed to have completely surpassed his knowledge, he was unable to see through it.
The mirror once again struck the barrier, as if it had consumed a great deal of energy. Its energy was clearly somewhat depleted now. Hong Ling decided to not pay attention to the Century-round Meridian anymore and decided to end this battle that was a little boring. He had completely figured out the Mirror Image's strength. For those sixth level talents, this kind of mirror image was almost impossible to defeat. But for Hong Ling, it was not difficult at all. With a casual wave of his hand, the resonating nine Sorrow Spirit s instantly dispersed and lined up in front of him. With a thought, a sharp and threatening sword Qi appeared on the surface of the longsword.
”He's finally willing to make a move!” Huang Tao, who was outside the Century-round Meridian, gritted his teeth in dissatisfaction as he stared at the white-clothed youth who had a calm expression. He was on the verge of collapse. Even he had to spend a lot of time to deal with the mirror. However, Hong Ling only used his sword qi to form a barrier and easily blocked all of the attacks. With such a huge gap, Huang Tao found it hard to accept. I want to see just how strong your attack power is! ”