Chapter 713 (1/2)
Chapter 713: Victory
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
As the vast fighting spirit windstorm swirled around Mu Chen fiercely, the surge of the boundless fighting spirit had caused many stern looks to show up on their faces. They could feel that the fighting spirit that had been exploded by Mu Chen had already surpassed the Blood Hawk Troop!
“How could it be?!” Someone could not help but exclaim.
The Nine Nether Troop was only made up of a mere thousand people, while the Blood Hawk Troop was made up of a total of five thousand. The Nine Nether Troop was completely outnumbered. Moreover, the Blood Hawk Troop was more tyrannical than the Nine Nether Troop.
They did not understand how the Nine Nether Troop could have such a fearsome fighting spirit. Only Lord Asura, Lord Mountain Cracker, and the Lords who had excellent eye powers frowned slightly, as they stared at that figure within that windstorm with sterns looks.
“Looks like I have underestimated him,” Lord Asura said to Xu Qing slowly. “Given his understanding and control of the fighting spirit, I am afraid that he has the talent to be a War Troop Dispatcher.”
“A War Troop Dispatcher?” Xu Qing felt his eyes twitch. He was also a commander himself, and he had led an army before. He knew that a War Troop Dispatcher could be rare and powerful. That was his dream, but unfortunately, he did not have talent in spiritual arrays, let alone the hopes of becoming a War Troop Dispatcher.
“But nowadays, a good War Troop Dispatcher is even harder to come by than a Spiritual Array Master. If there is no proper guidance, it is hard for him to achieve much on war formations,” Lord Asura said with some pity. If the Daluo Territory could have a War Troop Dispatcher, it would help in increasing their strength exponentially.
“An ordinary commander can only lead a troop and activate about one or two out of ten in strength in the fighting spirit. But, given Mu Chen’s understanding of the fighting spirit, he can unleash the true power of the fighting spirit.”
Lord Asura sighed with feeling and said, “Looks like the outcome of this battle bet is obvious. No wonder Nine Nether dared to take up this battle bet of Blood Hawk Palace, as she had something to count on. Looks like Blood Hawk Palace has trapped themselves.”
Xu Qing lifted his head without saying any words. The fighting spirit had grown tremendously in mid-air. The battlefield was torn by it, as if it was being ravaged.
“Playing tricks!”
Wu Tian pulled his face long, but deep down in his eyes, a fear flickered, as the strength that Mu Chen was now displaying was good enough for him to be fearful. No matter what methods he resorted to, he could not surpass or suppress this fellow at all.
On that juvenile face of Mu Chen, there seemed to be only unreadable expressions. However, whatever emotions Wu Tian had, he knew that there was no backing out now. He might be able to find a way out, if he fights with whatever he could. But, once he decided to give up or back out, it would only mean death for him.
“I don’t believe you can defy the laws of nature with the strength of Grade One Sovereign!” Wu Tian gritted his teeth, and the cruelty within his blood-shot eyes was flickering. He did not have any hesitation, as he swung his palm forcefully. The blood-stained Bloody Devil Deity Spear that was floating in the sky suddenly stabbed down with force.
Shua!
The speed of the Bloody Devil Deity Spear was amazingly fast. As the wind howled, the space was torn apart, and the spear appeared above the fighting spirit windstorm in a blink of the eye. The terrifying force of the wind shook and cracked the space.
The last attack that gathered all the forces from the Blood Hawk Troop was indeed mighty. At this rate, even a Grade Three Sovereign top power could not handle it.
But Mu Chen was still looking calm, as he opened his pitch-black eyes that were deep, mysterious, and as dark as a night sky. No one could have guessed his thoughts. He formed the formation with both of his palms, as they joined gently together.
Weng Weng!
The fighting spirit windstorm around him started to twist and turn altogether. The glow of it became darker, and it looked like a huge black dragon was going to soar into the sky from afar.
“Nine Nether Feather!”
Mu Chen lifted up his palm, and a huge black feather was seen, rising slowly at the tip of the windstorm. The feather took the shape of a sword, looking like a sword with feathers on it. At the blade of the sword, the edges were filled with tiny saw teeth. The black glow from the sword seemed to be able to penetrate into any spaces.
Mu Chen, looking calm, pointed out both his fingers in the air.
Weng Weng!
That black feather sword vibrated at full speed, and as it stopped vibrating, it vanished into thin air. When it reappeared, it was above the Bloody Devil Deity Spear, pointing down with its tip. The tip of the sword and the tip of the spear looked like needle-like beams, then collided together.
Dang!
The crisp, clear sound of colliding metal came from the sky, and two different fighting spirits were roaring outrageously. Both the black and the red, each occupied half of the sky..
“Break it!”
Wu Tian roared to the sky with a hideous face. Wave after wave of the bloody fighting spirit were sweeping in fiercely, as it looked like he had decided to put up his last fight with all his might.
Mu Chen looked at him calmly with his pitch-black eyes. Both of his fingers stroked the sword gently, “Then, just break it!”
At the tip of the black feather sword, a beam of light was glowing.