Chapter 390: Duan Ling Tian’s Arrogance
Translator: KurazyTolanzuraytor Editor: Jay
“Master, Duan Ling Tian is too bizarre…” When the Mountain Split Sect disciple heard the voice transmission from his Master, he had a bitter smile on his face.
“The instant that I collided with him head on, an extremely strange energy abruptly surged out from his sword and shook my Origin Energy to dispersion!”
“It didn’t end there, that energy was even able to pull my body along to vibrate with it… At that time, I had a feeling that if I didn’t let go in time, then the bones in my entire body might be shaken to dispersion.” As he finished speaking, the Mountain Split Sect disciples tone contained slight fear.
“What?!” The expression of the Sect Leader of the Mountain Split Sect went grim and he had an expression of disbelief. “Could it be that he used an inscription?”
“It wasn’t an inscription.” The Mountain Split Sect disciple shook his head. “If it was an inscription, not to mention I would be able to discern it, even Master and the other Sect Leaders or Elders would have surely discerned it at the first possible moment! That strange energy of his isn’t the power of an inscription, it seems to have surged out from his Origin Energy, and it’s more like a type of Origin Energy utilization method.”
“I truly never imagined that not only did this Seven Star Sword Sect disciple possess monstrous talent, but he actually possessed such a terrifying Origin Energy utilization method.” The Mountain Split Sect’s Sect Leader’s eyes flickered with a bright light as he said in a low voice.
“He’s a person that can be a friend, but not an enemy.” The Mountain Split Sect disciple had an expression of fear.
Presently, it wasn’t only the Mountain Split Sect pair of Master and disciple that were inexplicably shocked, even the members of the other three great sects were completely shocked, and they only recovered from their shock after a long time.
“Sect Leader Linghu, a monster has really emerged from your Seven Star Sword Sect!” The host, the Demonic Lotusblade Sect’s Leader looked at Linghu Jin Hong, and sighed. “I can understand now why you’re willing to relinquish your position to him… Such a monstrous genius has never appeared throughout the entire history of the Azure Forest Imperial Kingdom.”
“Exactly. Sect Leader Linghu, your Seven Star Sword Sect has really hit the jackpot.” The Snow Moon Sect’s Sect Leader nodded in deep agreement.
“Sect Leader Linghu, we’ve still underestimated your Seven Star Sword Sect in the past… Now that I think about it, how could the circumstances of a shortage of new blood appear with the resources available to the Seven Star Sword Sect?” The Origin Convergence Sect’s Sect Leader let out a long sigh.
Linghu Jin Hong lightly smiled as he said modestly, “Sect Leaders, all of you are too kind.”
However, deep within the eyes of Linghu Jin Hong was a faint sense of complacence mixed within…
“He’s even able to defeat a fifth level Nascent Soul Stage martial artist?” The Snow Moon Sect’s Liu Yue stared blankly at Duan Ling Tian with an expression of disbelief.
Earlier, when Duan Ling Tian and the Mountain Split Sect disciple collided with each other, similar to most people, she thought Duan Ling Tian would undoubtedly lose as well…
However, the outcome had exceeded her expectations!
Duan Ling Tian used a strength weaker than the Mountain Split Sect disciple to counterattack and defeated the Mountain Split Sect disciple who possessed a stronger strength than him.
“What method did he actually use?” The calm expression on the face of the Demonic Lotusblade Sect’s Saber Young Master, Long Yun, had vanished completely, and replacing it was traces of fear.
Before today, it was difficult for him to imagine that a 22 year old young man was actually able to cause fear to arise in his heart…
Of course, the fear that arose in his heart didn’t represent that he was afraid of Duan Ling Tian…
As far as he was concerned, although this Duan Ling Tian’s abilities were bizarre, it ought to not be sufficient to threaten him.
Moreover, he possessed a grade six spirit weapon as well!
“The rod strike the Mountain Split Sect disciple smashed down contained a strength comparably to 898 ancient mammoths, whereas when fully exerted, my strength is comparable to the strength of 1,100 ancient mammoths!
“Unless he’s able to cross a gap of almost 300 ancient mammoths, otherwise, it’s impossible for him to be a match for me!” The Saber Young Master, Long Yun, thought in his heart.
Within the pergola where the Demonic Lotusblade Sect disciples were seated, a figure flashed out and stood on the even ground.
“Huang Ji, it’s our turn.” At soon as this Demonic Lotusblade Sect disciple appeared, he’d looked towards Huang Ji within the pergola that the Seven Star Sword Sect disciples were seated in with a serious gaze, as if he was looking at his lifelong foe.
Huang Ji’s figure flashed out of the pergola and stood in confrontation opposite the Demonic Lotusblade Sect disciple.
Duan Ling Tian gazed at the scene before him with a calm gaze.
From the sparring battles from before, besides the Saber Young Master, Long Yun, and Liu Yu, Huang Ji and this Demonic Lotusblade Sect disciple ought to be the stronger two amongst all the disciples of the various sects present.
Of course, that didn’t include him.
Suddenly, Huang Ji and the Demonic Lotusblade Sect disciple attacked at the exact same moment.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Huang Ji attacked, sword images that swept through the entire sky carried along traces of a terrifying killing intent as it enveloped the Demonic Lotusblade Sect disciple.
Om! Om! Om! Om! Om!
The Demonic Lotusblade Sect disciple wasn’t afraid in the slightest, the spirit saber in his hand flashed, and was able to just perfectly stop the sword in Huang Ji’s hand every single time.
The figures of the two endlessly crossed each other.
Saber lights and sword images covered and swept through the sky, causing the others to be dazed from watching them.
Unlike the two times Duan Ling Tian fought head-on and determined the victor with a single move, Huang Ji and the Demonic Lotusblade Sect disciple’s battle was a close battle…
For a time, they were roughly on par with each other and in a deadlock.
Minor Seven Star Sword Technique!
In the end, Huang Ji eventually utilized his biggest trump card which was precisely the Seven Star Sword Sect’s Guarding sword skill, the Seven Star Sword Technique’s basic section, the Minor Seven Star Sword Technique.
Seven sword lights that were like meteors flashed out…
That Demonic Lotusblade Sect disciple was directly defeated by Huang Ji!
“The Seven Star Sword Sect, Seven Star Sword Technique, really does deserve its reputation… The Minor Seven Star Sword Technique is only the basic section of the Seven Star Sword Technique, yet its might is already so terrifying. It’s difficult to imagine if the true Seven Star Sword Technique were to be utilized, how terrifying its might would be!”
The Demonic Lotusblade Sect disciple had a lingering fear in his heart, and as he finished speaking, he heaved a sigh of relief and deeply glanced at Huang Ji as he laughed. “Huang Ji, it’s truly shame, you’ll probably have no destiny with the true Seven Star Sword Technique… HAHAHAHA!” As he approached the end of what he wanted to say, he couldn’t refrain from bursting into laughter.
His gaze unnoticeably descended onto Duan Ling Tian then deeply glanced at Duan Ling Tian before returning to the pergola that the other Demonic Lotusblade Sect disciples were sitting in.
Huang Ji’s figure suddenly shook.
The words of the Demonic Lotusblade Sect disciple was like salt on his wounds, causing the hatred in his heart to rise to the limit…
“Duan Ling Tian!” Huang Ji returned to the pergola, and a gloominess appeared in his eyes as he swept his gaze past Duan Ling Tian.
After Duan Ling Tian returned a cold and indifferent glance to Huang Ji, he didn’t bother to pay any more attention to Huang Ji.
The conflict between Duan Ling Tian and Huang Ji was noticed by the Sect Leader of the Demonic Lotusblade Sect, and he laughed loudly. “Martial Nephew Huang Ji’s strength is great indeed… If Duan Ling Tian wasn’t here today, then Martial Nephew Huang Ji would surely be the third in the Martial Competition this time.”
“Exactly, with the ability Duan Ling Tian displayed when defeating Sect Leader Teng’s personal disciple earlier, there’s probably no fifth level Nascent Soul Stage martial artist present that is a match for Duan Ling Tian… Duan Ling Tian obtaining the third in the Martial Competition this time is in favor with the public’s opinion.” The Origin Convergence Sect’s Sect Leader nodded in agreement, desiring to stir up trouble.
“Of course, it Martial Nephew Huang Ji is unconvinced of Duan Ling Tian’s strength, then you can issue a challenge to Duan Ling Tian and compete for the third rank!” The Mountain Split Sect’s Sect Leader joined in as well.
“There’s no need… I’m inferior to him.” Huang Ji’s low and deep voice revealed traces of chilliness.
When he saw Huang Ji state his stance, the frowned brows of Linghu Jin Hong slightly eased up…
He was really worried that Huang Ji would go challenge Duan Ling Tian.
With Duan Ling Tian’s current strength, this personal disciple of this would absolutely not be a match for Duan Ling Tian!
Even if Huang Ji went and challenged Duan Ling Tian, he would only be bringing disgrace to himself, and would also become the laughing stock of the other sects…
The Seven Star Sword Sect couldn’t afford to suffer this humiliation.
The stand Huang Ji took at the critical moment made him feel extremely satisfied.
As far as he was concerned, regardless of if it was Huang Ji or Duan Ling Tian who took the third in the Martial Competition, it would make no difference.
After all, they were both Seven Star Sword Sect disciples.
No matter who seized the third place, they would be bringing honor to the Seven Star Sword Sect.
“Since Martial Nephew Huang Ji acknowledged that he’s inferior to Duan Ling Tian, then the third place of the Martial Competition this time is Duan Ling Tian.” The Demonic Lotusblade Sect’s Sect Leader spoke out in a timely manner.
Huang Ji’s figure lightly trembled and his expression was extremely gloomy…
In his heart, he hated Duan Ling Tian to the extreme!
Suddenly, Huang Ji heard a voice transmission and he shuddered before raising his head to look into the distance.
That place was the location of the Origin Convergence Sect’s Leader.
Huang Ji frowned and his expression was sinister, he struggled for a while before nodding to the Origin Convergence Sect’s Leader in the end, and the gloominess on his face dispersed a quite a bit.
“Duan Ling Tian, one day, I’ll trample on you beneath my feet!” Huang Ji looked at Duan Ling Tian and his eyes revealed traces of a ruthless shine.
“Third?” When he heard the Demonic Lotusblade Sect’s Leader, Duan Ling Tian’s brows raised and he said indifferently. “Sect Leader Long, isn’t it slightly hasty that you fixed me as the third of the Martial Competition this time?”
Duan Ling Tian’s voice wasn’t loud, yet it still clearly entered into the ears of everyone present.
Like a thunderclap piercing their ears!
“What does Duan Ling Tian mean by this? Could it be that he still wants to challenge the Snow Moon Sect’s Liu Yue and the Demonic Lotusblade Sect’s Saber Young Master, Long Yun?”
“Does Duan Ling Tian really think just because he defeated a fifth level Nascent Soul Stage martial artist by relying on a grade six spirit sword, he’s able to challenge a sixth level Nascent Soul Stage martial artist?”
“If it’s really like this, then he’s really too arrogant!”
“Young and arrogant!”
The disciples of the various sects discussed animatedly.
The Demonic Lotusblade Sect’s Leader’s tiger shaped brows raised when he heard what he said being questioned by Duan Ling Tian, and glanced at Duan Ling Tian indifferently. “What? Could it be that you still want to battle the personal disciple of Sect Leader Xue, Liu Yue, and compete for the second in the Martial Competition?”
Sect Leader Xue was precisely the Sect Leader of the Snow Moon Sect.
Presently, the words of the Demonic Lotusblade Sect’s Leader had obviously taken his foster son, the Saber Young Master Long Yun, to be the first in the Martial Competition.
Perhaps, in his heart, he didn’t think that Duan Ling Tian had the courage to challenge Long Yun.
“No.” Duan Ling Tian shook his head.
Second place in the Martial Competition?
He wasn’t interested.
In his opinion, there was no difference between second and third.