Free Web NovelChapter 336: Strength of Hanba
Hearing her junior sister’s words, the slightly older Ice Moon Sect elder woman closed her mouth, her eyes filled with worry visible on her face.
She had already decided that if Wanru was seriously injured later, she would definitely appear in time to save her, otherwise, this genius of the Ice Moon Sect might very well perish at the hands of Hanba.
Meanwhile, in the competition arena, as Wanru charged up her attack, Hanba made no move. He merely played with the shark-toothed sword in his hand, because Wanru’s move would not cause him any substantial harm. He could defeat her without even using sixty percent of his strength.
Indeed, in the next second, Wanru’s Tongtian Giant Sword pierced through the clouds, appearing with a mighty aura. Hanba knew that if this move were directed at others, they might lose all their attacking power, but Wanru was facing him.
He saw that his shark-toothed sword seemed to have eyes; a red light flashed at its hilt, and Hanba directly slashed out with a single horizontal strike, without using any fancy moves. The strike Hanba unleashed transformed into a massive sword light, directly colliding with Wanru’s attack.
A burst of explosive sound rang out.
Hanba remained motionless where he stood, while Wanru retreated dozens of steps after this move, blood trickling from her mouth.
Hanba had expected such a scene and was not surprised. He had not used his strongest power to attack Wanru, because he had other intentions.
"You lost, but I have a request. I wonder if you can grant it?" Hanba said.
Hearing Hanba’s voice, Wanru asked, puzzled, "What request do you have? I don’t seem to be familiar with you."
"You’re not familiar with me, but I held back when I attacked you just now, that’s why I’m saying this," Hanba said.
Wanru thought for a moment, wondering why Hanba, with such high strength, would have something to ask of her. Then Wanru said, "Speak. As long as what you ask is within my capabilities and doesn’t violate principles, I can agree."
Hearing this, Hanba’s eyes under his bamboo hat lit up.
"Good, I want to see your true face. I wonder if you would do me the honor of allowing me a glance?" Hanba said.
Upon hearing Hanba’s voice, Wanru’s expression turned cold. She then said, "I cannot agree to that request."
"Hmm? Why not? I don’t think this request is too excessive, and it doesn’t violate any principles. Are you just making empty promises?" Hanba said.
"No, this is a rule of our sect that I cannot break. Please change your request, or you can unleash another attack, no need to hold back," Wanru said.
Hearing Wanru say this, Hanba laughed, that gender-neutral voice sounding extremely unpleasant to hear.
"Alright, since you can’t fulfill my request, then I can only unleash one more attack. I won’t hold back this time. You must believe that under this attack, due to the rules of this arena, you might not die, but your cultivation might be gone," Hanba’s words sent shivers down the spines of everyone watching.
"What is this guy doing? Is he going to cripple Wanru of the Ice Moon Sect?"
The crowd discussed.
Upon hearing this, the two elders of the Ice Moon Sect were greatly alarmed and shouted, "Wanru, quickly surrender! Don’t let this scoundrel cripple you, or you’ll truly be finished!"
Hearing the message from her sect elders, Wanru smiled and said, "It’s alright, Elders, I have a sense of proportion."
Wanru said, turning her head towards Hanba. "Go ahead and attack."
After hearing this, Hanba tightened his grip on the shark-toothed sword in his hand.
"I didn’t expect that you would rather risk losing your cultivation than agree to my request. Actually, I’m not really interested in you, just wanted to take a look," Hanba said, simultaneously releasing his full power.
And when his power erupted, the faces of all onlookers changed.
"This guy’s strength is Primal Spirit Realm eighth layer."
Someone among the spectators spoke, and these words seemed to stir up a huge wave.
Shangguan Nan, sitting in the VIP section, also nodded with satisfaction, saying, "This child’s strength is good, worthy of coming to our sect to study." Hearing Shangguan Nan speak like this, Zhang Dao, Sima Chun, and Emperor Huang Wuji had nothing to say. They felt that such a talent was only suitable for cultivation by a super sect like Tianyu Divine Sect.
Wang Yufan, standing in the contestant area, felt it very clearly, but he always felt that this guy’s strength was not just that. Wang Yufan’s gaze was on Wanru; he knew that if Wanru did not actively surrender, this attack could completely cripple her cultivation.
Feeling the scorching sword energy emanating from the shark-toothed sword, Wanru felt her skin stinging from this power.
"Is this the cultivation of the Primal Spirit Realm eighth layer?" Wanru murmured to herself in her heart.
"Wanru, quickly surrender! You can’t block this move!" the two elder women of the Ice Moon Sect shouted loudly.
"It’s alright, Senior Martial Sister Li, Senior Martial Sister Wang, I have a sense of proportion, don’t worry." After Wanru finished speaking, a drop of bright red essence blood emerged from her brow.
The hilt of the sword in her hand was chillingly cold, and cold energy continuously spread outwards from her body.
"Since you’re using your strongest move, I’ll use my strongest move too. Let me sacrifice my essence blood to my sword move," Wanru said, raising her sword with both hands and drawing complex patterns in the air.
"Wanru is going to use her essence blood to summon the spirit of Ice Moon Yuanzu’s precious sword to fight. Such damage would be very great for her. If the consequences are severe, it could be irreversible for her body," said the elder woman of the Ice Moon Sect named Wang.
The other person was also well aware of the consequences of doing so, but Wanru’s temper now was such that she would rather fight than surrender.
As the patterns Wanru drew in the air became clearer, Wang Yufan, standing on the viewing platform, felt the sword spirit of Feng Ling Sword wanting to emerge.
"What are you trying to do?" Wang Yufan transmitted his voice to the sword spirit.
"Cough, cough, cough, it’s not what I want to do, I feel someone summoning my spirit body, so I have to go. This is not something I can control, it’s a spirit array laid by Ice Moon Yuanzu on this sword back in the day. If a sect disciple is in trouble, they can use a special secret method to summon me," the sword spirit quickly said.
Because it was already almost out of control and about to rush out from Wang Yufan’s hand, of course, not the main body of Feng Ling Sword.
Wang Yufan looked at Wanru and sighed, transmitting his voice to Feng Ling Sword, "Alright, seeing as this girl didn’t have any ill intentions towards me when I went berserk, then go. However, I think even with your help, she might not be able to block Hanba’s attack."
