Chapter 712 (1/2)

Chapter 712: Blood Sacrificing Fighting Spirit

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Shua!

The pitch-black glowing wing flashed across the sky and collided head on with the suppressing Blood Hawk War Seal.

But as the collision occurred, there was no expected cry. Instead, as the two powerful fighting spirits came into contact, only vibrations could be felt. Both powers were trying to engulf one another, hoping to counter and suppress each other.

Everyone’s attention was focused on the sky.

While the two parties refused to budge, Wu Tian’s face turned grey. This was not the situation he wanted to be in. His Blood Hawk Troop was almost five times larger in number than Nine Nether Troop. His troop should be overpowering theirs.

“We shall see how long you can last!” Wu Tian said it with a cold face. He changed his formation again, only to see more bloody fighting spirits blasted out, charging towards the Blood Hawk War Seal.

The sudden surge in the Blood Hawk War Seal’s strength caused Mu Chen to gaze with a serious expression. He took a deep breath and swung his arm like an axe.

A beam of light swept across the sky. As the black glowing wing swept across, the crack on the Blood Hawk War Seal widened to its maximum, splitting itself into two at the end.

Boom.

The Blood Hawk War Seal was blown up in the sky. Fragments scattered like stardust and eventually dispersed.

Wu Tian and the Blood Hawk Troop stood where the fragments dispersed with dazed expressions on their faces.

Wow!

In the sky outside the battlefield, an uproar burst out in astonishment. The top powers looked at each other and did not know how Mu Chen managed to achieve this.

No matter what, the fighting spirit of the Blood Hawk Troop should be much stronger.

Xu Qing watched in surprise, and could not help but ask Lord Asura, “What’s going on?” Under normal circumstances, Nine Nether Troop should have been the defeated ones!

Lord Asura also knit his eyebrow slightly. He squinted and said softly, “Mu Chen is really not that simple. Can’t you tell now?”

Xu Qing hesitated for a moment before he said, “The fighting spirit of Nine Nether Troop seems to be more formidable in his hands.”

“If you were the commander of the troop, could you do that, too?” Lord Asura asked.

Xu Qing paused for a while and shook his head. If he were to command the Nine Nether Troop, he would not be able to beat the Blood Hawk Troop commanded by Wu Tian.

“That’s right. This means that Mu Chen surpassed all of you when it comes to understanding and controlling the fighting spirit,” Lord Asura said.

“How could it be possible?” Xu Qing exclaimed in astonishment. “Mu Chen has not been here in the Daluo Territory for long, and he has not come across any fighting spirit in the past, while they have already been studying it for a few years.”

“That is why I said he is not simple,” Lord Asura said calmly.

Xu Qing was speechless. “So did he win the battle bet this time?”

“Not that easily. Although Mu Chen has a better understanding and control of the fighting spirit than you all, the Blood Hawk Troop is also not an easy opponent. On top of that, Wu Tian is not an ordinary character, either. If he wants to fight all out, Mu Chen will have trouble since Nine Nether Troop has its own flaw by nature,” Lord Asura continued.

Xu Qing nodded and lifted his head again to stare at the slim figure.

On the other side, Lord Blood Hawk was sulking while the two troops were engaged in a stagnant battle. His expression turned livid when the Blood Hawk War Seal was broken.

“Hmph!”

The loud hmph from the Lord Blood Hawk rang like a clap of thunder in Wu Tian’s ear, waking him up from his dazed state. His face was instantly pale.

Mu Chen looked at Wu Tian as his face turned pale. He smiled at him and said, “Seems like numbers will not necessarily win the battle.” Mu Chen could not let go of any chance to mock him.

Wu Tian’s expression was a little twisted. He stared at Mu Chen with hatred and said coldly, “Mu Chen, it’s still too early to be happy!

“You really think that my Blood Hawk Troop is made out of mud, that easily defeated?” Wu Tian exclaimed with anger. He stomped the blood spear in his hand with a ferocious look. The engulfing bloody fighting spirit gushed towards Mu Chen all at once like a raging flood.

After losing one round, Wu Tian had lost the calmness he had had at the beginning.

Mu Chen watched the massive incoming attack, but he did not fumble. As his sleeves swung, Nine Nether Troop’s fighting spirit gushed out and collided head-on with the incoming waves of Blood Hawk fighting spirit.

Dong! Dong!