When Duan Ling Tian first started to speak, the onlookers were already dumbfounded.
Duan Ling Tian was too fearless, daring to provoke Zhang Ji Long like that!
Furthermore, what did he mean by his last sentence?
Why would he ask whether Zhang Ji Long was No. 6 among the Thirteen Gangsters?
Unless… He wanted to…
The onlookers did not dare to continue that thought. They all felt chills travel up their spines, thinking that Duan Ling Tian was crazy! Insane!
The Latent Dragon Camp gathered the top prodigies from the surrounding area of Mound Hill City.
Zhang Ji Long was capable of being the no. 1 person at the Intermediate Mortal Shedding Stage in the Latent Dragon Camp. To a certain extent, he would be considered the top person at the Intermediate Mortal Shedding Stage around the surrounding area of Mound Hill City.
How could Duan Ling Tian dare to provoke someone like that?
Did he think he could defeat Zhang Ji Long?
Where did he get such confidence?
Currently, even Guo Li who was absolutely confident in Duan Ling Tian could not help but worry for him. She spoke to him through True Energy Voice Transmission, “Duan Ling Tian, why don’t you give him the 200 Grade Eight Saint Stones?”
“I still have 100 Grade Eight Saint Stones with me. I can give you 50 which would be enough for your cultivation,” Guo Li suggested.
“That’s right! I ranked No. 6 at the Latent Dragon Camp’s Thirteen Gangsters… Why? Do you want to challenge me?” When he heard Duan Ling Tian’s words, Zhang Ji Long was so angry that he cackled. He was boiling with unquenchable anger.
“It seems that you’re more than an ordinary idiot! Wasn’t what I said obvious enough? The others could see it, but you couldn’t? You still had to ask?” Duan Ling Tian mocked in disdain.
“Do you want to die?!” Zhang Ji Long was not an even-tempered person ordinarily, what more now that he was repeatedly provoked by Duan Ling Tian?
Boom!
He jumped with his legs, transforming into a cannonball and shooting towards Duan Ling Tian.
“He should’ve attacked a long time ago.” Facing the incoming Zhang Ji Long, Duan Ling Tian snorted.
In a split second, he retrieved the Sun Shooting Bow.
Moreover, he also used True Energy to form an arrow in his right hand.
Body and Arrow Synchronization!
Noticing that Zhang Ji Long was only a few meters away from him, Duan Ling Tian pulled opened the Sun Shooting Bow slightly while raising his hand.
Naturally, he exerted his full strength.
Therefore, the arrow that flew out was still outrageously fast even though the Sun Shooting Bow was only slightly pulled open.
Duan Ling Tian stepped on the arrow and passed across the incoming Zhang Ji Long. They almost brushed against each other’s shoulders…
The speed he displayed was as fast as Zhang Ji Long.
“Zhang Ji Long does indeed have something up his sleeves… His speed is about the same as mine.” Duan Ling Tian who shot out with his arrow and exchanged positions with Zhang Ji Long had turned and looked at the latter who turned at the same time. The surprise was apparent on his face.
Zhang Ji Long had a plan to become the no. 1 person at the Intermediate Mortal Shedding Stage in the Latent Dragon Camp.
Zhang Ji Long was just as surprised as Duan Ling Tian.
“This boy’s speed… He was as fast as me?” Zhang Ji Long was utterly shocked.
Ever since he broke through to the Intermediate Mortal Shedding Stage, apart from people who were at the Mastery Mortal Shedding Stage, he had not met any Intermediate Mortal Shedding Stage Martial Cultivator who could catch up with him.
As the saying went, “in the martial skills under the heavens, only speed is unbeatable”!
Zhang Ji Long could command respect among the Intermediate Mortal Shedding Stage Martial Cultivators mostly because of his speed.
He so fast that he became undefeatable.
Coupled with his attacks which were formidable, he had never met an evenly matched opponent among the Intermediate Mortal Shedding Stage Martial Cultivators and Dao Cultivators.
“Did he catch up with Zhang Ji Long?” Now, the pavilion which gave out Saint Stones was already closed. On the balcony of that pavilion, one of the 36 Guardians of the Governor’s Estate in Mound Hill City, the Heavenly Harm Guardian, was watching the confrontation in astonishment. His attention was focused on the purple figure.
“Did you guys see that?” The few other Intermediate Mortal Shedding Stage Thirteen Gangsters looked at one another in the eyes and saw shock.
All of them had lost to Zhang Ji Long before.
They had battled with Zhang Ji Long, so they naturally knew the reason he could beat them was that of his outrageous speed.
And now, there was another Intermediate Mortal Shedding Stage Martial Cultivator who could catch up with Zhang Ji Long’s speed!
How was it not shocking to them?
“Was another Zhang Ji Long born?” They were conflicted.
Realizing how fast Duan Ling Tian was earlier, they knew that they were likely to be defeated if they went up against him. He was simply so swift that he could be compared to Zhang Ji Long.
“Such mind-blowing speed! Duan Ling Tian actually had some reservations when he defeated Li Han a month ago.”
“If he had revealed such speed then, I think Li Han would’ve been defeated before he had the chance to attack.”
“Oh, God! His speed was about the same with Zhang Ji Long’s!”
…
The group of youth beneath the high platform were fanatical as they all stared intently at Duan Ling Tian.
“Such breakneck speed…”
In the corner of the crowd, Li Han stood there with a distorted expression. “It seems that unless I break through to the Mastery Mortal Shedding Stage, I wouldn’t be able to redeem myself.”
“I must break through to the Mastery Mortal Shedding Stage before he does!” As he thought of that, Li Han returned to his wooden house and started cultivating while holding a Saint Stone.
You would be amused wondering what expression he would have if he knew that Duan Ling Tian was merely an Early Mortal Shedding Stage Martial Cultivator right now!
“Two months… Two more months at the most, then I’ll definitely defeat you!” Although Hou Lin was also horrified by Duan Ling Tian’s speed, he was still filled with confidence because he was sure he could break through to the Mastery Mortal Shedding Stage in two months’ time.
By then, not only would he defeat Guo Li to redeem himself, but he also wanted to defeat Duan Ling Tian to prove his strength to everyone in the Latent Dragon Camp.
“No wonder you’re so arrogant! You had the capital to do so. However, do you think you can defeat me just by being able to catch up with me?” Zhang Ji Long said coldly.
“I’d have to try to know whether I can defeat you or not,” Duan Ling Tian said faintly.
“Alright! Then, I shall do you that favor!” Once Zhang Ji Long finished his sentence, his whole body shot out while his legs swept towards Duan Ling Tian like a whirlwind. Wherever he passed, it was like there was a tornado. He headed straight for Duan Ling Tian.
Duan Ling Tian had long discovered that Zhang Ji Long’s Saint Weapon was his pair of boots. Regardless of his speed or his attack, all he relied on were his legs just as Duan Ling Tian depended on the arrow in his hands for his speed and his attack.
Facing the tornado caused by Zhang Ji Long’s legs, Duan Ling Tian shot upwards. He nocked the arrow and drew his bow while his eyes locked onto Zhang Ji Long. Then, he let go of the bowstring.
Qiang!
Instantly, the arrow, which was formed by True Energy, shot out across the sky towards Zhang Ji Long, leaving behind an arrow trail.
“Hmph!” Zhang Ji Long snorted, his legs becoming quicker while the tornado turned fiercer as it swept towards the True Energy arrows shot by Duan Ling Tian.
Finally, a loud bang erupted when the tornado met the arrow.
Boom!
A vast airwave swept out and moments later, the tornado slowed down and disappeared.
Zhang Ji Long’s body trembled and he was blown away by the airwaves.
At the same time, barely able to stand still, he felt something stuck in his throat.
His face was slightly pale as he forcefully swallowed the blood in his throat back. His pride forbade him from spitting blood out at a time like this.
Once he spat out blood, it was undoubtedly an announcement that he, Zhang Ji Long, had lost to Duan Ling Tian!
“Such a proud person.” Duan Ling Tian, who landed firmly, was unscathed. He looked over at Zhang Ji Long. The others might not know the force of his arrow, but he did.
Although it was offset by Zhang Ji Long’s movements, the airwave cause by the clash was sufficient to injure him.
If he had been nearby at that time, he would have been injured too.
However, because he used the arrow, which was a long-range weapon, it was destined that he would not be affected by the airwaves. In that regard, he had an advantage.
No matter their attack or their speed, Zhang Ji Long and him were evenly matched.
However, he was destined to beat his opponent in an actual battle because his weapon of choice was an archery set.
Zhang Ji Long’s injuries were so well hidden that even the several Intermediate Mortal Shedding Stage Thirteen Gangsters did not notice it.
If none of those people realized that, what more the one beneath the high platform or those behind the manure pit?
Duan Ling Tian continued confronting Zhang Ji Long and asked, “Hey, Zhang Ji Long, is it? Do you still want to continue?”
“Wa!”
Having heard Duan Ling Tian’s words, Zhang Ji Long became mad again and the blood which he had swallowed came up only to be spat out savagely.
The blood stained the ground like a dazzling red rose.
Hua!!
The scene became deadly silent.
“Zhang Ji Long was injured?” The audience was aghast. They really did not see that coming.
If there was someone who was not surprised, it would be none other than Duan Ling Tian and the person in the pavilion, the Heavenly Harm Guardian.
“Huh?” Suddenly, the Heavenly Harm Guardian in the pavilion frowned as if he sensed something and then he looked at the sky into the distance.
From afar, a figure was controlling the air and flying towards him at a speed so quick that he could only catch a glimpse of the person.
In the blink of an eye, that person was already standing beside him.
A middle-aged man in green appeared beside the Heavenly Harm Guardian. He was average in size but lean.
When he stood there, he inconspicuously exuded a lot of pressure.
“Fourteen.” Eventually, he spoke while looking towards the Heavenly Harm Guardian with a slight smile.
“Eldest Brother!” The Heavenly Harm Guardian took a deep breath and bowed respectfully towards the middle-aged man in green, not daring to slight him.
His eyes were laced with excitement.
That was his eldest brother!
The leader of the 36 Guardians, the Heavenly Leader Guardian!
At the same time, his eldest brother was among the few powerhouses of the 36 Guardians who had entered the Saint Rudiment Stage.
“Eh? Who’s that? Did he defeat Zhang Ji Long?”
The Heavenly Leader Guardian’s gaze was fixed on the purple figure below as he said in surprise, “I don’t think I’ve seen him before… Is he new?”
“Ninth Brother brought him back,” the Heavenly Harm Guardian said.
“Ninth Brother brought him back?” The Heavenly Leader Guardian was even more surprised. “Is he that Duan Ling Tian? The prodigy Martial Cultivator from the Mortal Continents?”