Chapter 690: Zi Shang Displaying His Skill
Translator: KurazyTolanzuraytor Editor: Jay
"Feng Yu has actually comprehended ninth level Sword Concept!"
"He deserves to be called the publicly acknowledged number one sword cultivator in the younger generation of our Darkhan Dynasty, he’s extraordinary as expected. His cultivation is merely at the eighth level of the Void Initiation Stage, yet he has already comprehended ninth level Sword Concept!"
"Feng Yu’s strength is even stronger than the Ye Clan’s Ye Lu that was killed earlier!"
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While Duan Ling Tian was surprised, the entire Cage Battle Arena had gone into an uproar, as all of them were shocked by the ninth level Sword Concept that Feng Yu utilized.
Ninth level Sword Concept!
It wasn’t rare, yet it was sufficient to be shocking when an eighth level Void Initiation Stage martial artist comprehended such a concept.
Such comprehension ability was truly monstrous!
"Ninth level Sword Concept…" Duan Ling Tian noticed that Su Li who sat by his side was staring fixedly at Feng Yu now with a gaze that was filled with burning battle intent.
Obviously, as a sword cultivator, Su Li had aroused battle intent towards Feng Yu.
"Feng Yu’s strength isn’t bad… But he’s older to Su Li by seven or eight years. So, based on current circumstances, he’s inferior to Su Li in terms of natural talent and comprehension ability." Duan Ling Tian thought in his heart.
Of course, Duan Ling Tian knew as well that there was no lack of assistance from the mysterious Master behind Su Li that allowed Su Li to obtain such a great advancement within such a short period of time.
Perhaps, in the course of Su Li’s cultivation, there was utterly no lack of spirit fruits.
Even if it was Sword Concept fragments, Su Li similarly had no lack for them.
"Su Li, are you confident in defeating him?" Duan Ling Tian laughed via voice transmission.
"If I don’t utilize my grade three spirit sword, then I’m not a match for him… If I utilize my grade three spirit sword, then he’ll lose for sure!" Su Li replied via voice transmission.
Meanwhile, Duan Ling Tian noticed that when Feng Yu utilized his Origin Energy and ninth level Sword Concept, a spirit sword that was coiled with Origin Energy had appeared in his hand.
At the same time, another six ancient horned dragon silhouettes and 3,800 ancient mammoth silhouettes appeared in the sky above Feng Yu…
"Grade four spirit sword!" Duan Ling Tian’s brows raised as he vaguely guessed where Su Li’s confidence came from.
In terms of cultivation, Su Li and Feng Yu were comparable.
In terms of Sword Concept, Su Li was inferior by a level, and it was an ancient horned dragon worth of strength difference.
In terms of spirit sword, the spirit sword in Su Li’s possession was a grade higher than the spirit sword in Feng Yu’s possession, and it provided Su Li with more than a single ancient horned dragon worth of strength.
In terms of combined strength, Su Li surpassed Feng Yu slightly.
Of course, it wasn’t much.
Normally speaking, if the two of them were to really fight a bloody battle, then they would surely be on par and find it difficult to decide on a victor.
But when he thought of the strong confidence that Su Li revealed earlier, Duan Ling Tian believed that Su Li surely had the confidence to win for sure, or perhaps Su Li had an ability or method to assure his victory.
Duan Ling Tian wasn’t surprised by this.
Su Li’s master was a sword cultivating expert from the Foreign Lands that had studied the Dao of sword cultivating for many years. Perhaps he’d already taught Su Li some formidable methods that belonged to sword cultivators.
All these abilities were derived from sword skill, yet they surpassed the sword skills themselves.
For example, if a high grade Earth Rank sword skill were to be studied a step further by an expert that was proficient in the path of sword cultivating, the expert would perhaps be able to derive many things from it.
It was even to the extent that they were capable of perfecting the sword skill to the point of being almost a Heaven Rank sword skill.
"Duan Ling Tian, do you think Feng Yu can defeat Zi Shang?" Su Li asked suddenly.
Duan Ling Tian’s gaze locked onto the two people in the sky above the Cage Battle Arena.
At this moment, Feng Yu held the sword with a single hand as 26 ancient horned dragon silhouettes and 3,800 ancient mammoth silhouettes surrounded him from the sky like a host of stars surrounding the moon.
It wasn’t just that, the raging Origin Energy on Feng Yu’s body had converged together to form a vast sword shaped flame that enveloped his entire body, causing his to seem to have transformed into a sharp sword.
Compared to the current Feng Yu, Zi Shang stood there like an ordinary person.
Not a trace of Origin Energy could be seen on Zi Shang.
Zi Shang stared at Feng Yu with a calm gaze, and then he finally spoke slowly in reply to Feng Yu’s question from before. "So what if you’re stronger than Ye Lu? In my eyes, no matter if it’s him or you, you’re both ants! I don’t care about the strength between ants." Zi Shang’s tone was extremely calm, yet the contempt it contained caused many people to be stunned.
"What do you think now?" Duan Ling Tian looked at Su Li and didn’t directly answer Su Li’s question but instead asked a question in reply.
"Looks like he’s a monster just like you!" Su Li sensed the confidence in Zi Shang’s words, and he shook his head and laughed bitterly.
"Zi Shang is really confident."
"He actually takes Feng Yu to be an ant… I wonder if he really possesses strength, or is being deceiving."
"His age is obviously slightly younger than Feng Yu… Could it be that he has comprehended ninth level Concept as well?"
"So long as he isn’t being deceiving, then it’s very likely that he has comprehended ninth level Concept."
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The atmosphere of the Cage Battle Arena that had calmed down once again rose into an uproar because of Zi Shang’s words.
Some people felt that Zi Shang was being deceiving, yet there were also some people that felt Zi Shang really possessed strength.
"Ant?" Feng Yu’s expression darkened as the sword shaped flames on his body skyrocketed slightly, and his eyes squinted with a fierce gaze as his gaze that was like a sword stared at Zi Shang. "You take me to be an ant?"
As the Head Disciple of the number one sect in the Darkhan Dynasty, the Darkmoon Sect, Feng Yu possessed arrogance and dignity of his own.
Today, he was belittled by someone who wasn’t well known in the Darkhan Dynasty in the past. This caused the killing intent in the depths of his heart to grow ceaselessly, and in the end, he was unable to restrain it any longer, causing it to gush out.
Shocking killing intent flashed ceaselessly within Feng Yu’s eyes.
"I’ll give you a chance… Kneel down and kowtow three times, and I’ll spare your life." Zi Shang paid no attention to what Feng Yu said, and he stood in the sky, his clothes fluttering without any wind blowing upon him, as he looked calmly at Feng Yu and spoke slowly.
Kneel down and kowtow three times?
Zi Shang’s words caused the crowd of spectators in the Cage Battle Arena to be unable to refrain from going into an uproar.
"Isn’t Zi Shang too arrogant?"
"He actually wants the Darkmoon Sect’s Head Disciple, Feng Yu, to beg for forgiveness before him? He’s thinking wishfully!"
"I’m more and more unable to see through him… Does Zi Shang really possess strength or is he being deceiving?"
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The confusion in the eyes of the surrounding crowd of spectators grew deeper and deeper, whereas, even more people were instead anticipating how the events would progress.
"Imperial Uncle, looks like this disciple of yours is very confident of his strength." On the spectating area that belonged solely to the Imperial Family, the Darkhan Dynasty’s Emperor glanced at the black clothed old man by his side and smiled.
"Confidence is a good thing." When the old man spoke, he had a calm face that was calm like an ancient well.
"Hmph! Zi Shang, I hope you don’t slap yourself in the face." The corners of Bai He’s mouth curled into a wisp of a sneer.
At this moment, the expressions of the higher-ups of the Darkmoon Sect were extremely unsightly.
Zi Shang’s contempt and humiliation towards their Darkmoon Sect’s Head Disciple was no different than humiliating the Darkmoon Sect.
"Want to take my life? That will depend on if you have the ability." In the sky above the Cage Battle Arena, Feng Yu was completely enraged and couldn’t restrain his rage any longer, and his figure flashed out to seem to transform into a sharp sword that brought about a wave of terrifying waves of air that pierced towards Zi Shang.
At the same time, Feng Yu’s body flashed out, the grade four spirit sword pulsated before him and transformed into nine greyish sword lights in the end, and they were like shadows as they flashed out along with him to aim directly towards Zi Shang’s vital points.
Under his extreme rage, he’d struck a killing blow!
"It’s the Darkmoon Sect’s high grade Earth Rank sword skill, Nine-Vassal Demon Swords!"
Instantly, there were people that recognized the sword skill Feng Yu executed.
The Nine-Vassal Demon Sword was a sword skill with extremely shocking offensive ability. Once it was executed, not only would one seem as if one had transformed into a sword, even the spirit sword in one’s hand would transform into nine fierce and swift sword lights that were mobilized forward by one’s own speed.
Its offensive ability was strong and its speed wasn’t weak.
Amongst the various high grade Earth Rank sword skills, the Nine-Vassal Demon Sword could be considered to be a first-rate sword skill.
Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!
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The nine greyish sword lights moved like shadow, and they caused waves of ear piercing sword howls as they swept towards Zi Shang.
At this instant, the hearts of the surrounding spectators couldn’t help but rise to their throats as they gazed concentratedly at the development of the events before them.
The following scene was something they anticipated extremely.
"Zither Young Master looks to really be much stronger." Duan Ling Tian’s attention had always been on Zi Shang.
He noticed that from the beginning until the end, Zi Shang had a carefree expression that wouldn’t change even if Mt. Tai collapsed before him, and it was as if Zi Shang utterly didn’t take Feng Yu seriously.
"He ought to make a move now." When he saw the nine sword lights were about to pierce through Zi Shang’s body, Duan Ling Tian was shocked in his heart.
Practically at the instant Duan Ling Tian’s thought at emerged.
Zi Shang made a move.
Whoosh!
Duan Ling Tian saw a white bolt of lightning flash by, and in the next moment, Zi Shang’s had already soared into the sky to arrive at a higher point.
At the same time, a seemingly ancient and simple zither had appeared in Zi Shang’s hands.
"It isn’t that zither from all those years ago!" With a single glance, Duan Ling Tian discerned that this zither wasn’t the zither Zi Shang used in the past. "This zither is a grade four spirit weapon."
Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!
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At practically the exact instant that Zi Shang soared into the sky, the nine sword lights that Feng Yu executed had followed Zi Shang to soar into the sky and flash towards Zi Shang once more.
Those nine sword lights seemed as if they had grown eyes, and they continued to flash towards the vital points on Zi Shang’s body.
They seemed as if they wouldn’t stop before killing Zi Shang.
"It’s over." Amongst these numerous ear piercing sword howls, Zi Shang’s calm voice sounded out.
In the next moment, the people with deep cultivations were able to clearly see Zi Shang’s hand pluck a string on the zither in his hand, and then his hand shook abruptly.
Instantly, a strand of material Origin Energy shot out from the tip of Zi Shang’s finger that plucked the zither string, and accompanying this strand of Origin Energy was a strand of azure energy and fiery red energy.
Clang!
Suddenly, the sound of a zither that was ear piercing and displeasing instantly resounded out, and it suppressed the waves of sword howls that rose and fell without end.
"So fast!" After Duan Ling Tian saw the zither string being plucked by Zi Shang and the tiny Origin Energy light that instantly flashed out swiftly, he was shocked greatly in his heart.
It was too swift!
Om!
Subsequently, Duan Ling Tian felt something flash before his eyes.
In the next moment, the figure that soared into the sky and charged at Zi Shang with full fury had stopped for a moment before continuing to charge into the sky.