Free Web NovelChapter 343: War
The purple-white light on Wang Yufan’s body continuously crisscrossed. The Feng Ling Sword in his hand directly flew out, and the purple-white light slowly entered the Feng Ling Sword. As the purple-white light entered, the cold air from the Feng Ling Sword continuously spread in all directions.
"Hahaha, Master, the first lower part of your Taiqing Demon-Slaying Sword Canon can unleash the cold energy of my main body. Although it cannot reach my strongest state from back then, it can definitely increase your combat power by quite a bit," the Sword Spirit’s voice echoed in Wang Yufan’s mind.
Hearing the Sword Spirit’s voice, Wang Yufan’s eyes lit up. He had not expected that the Taiqing Demon-Slaying Sword Canon could enhance the Feng Ling Sword’s power. However, this enhancement was not just within the sword; more importantly, Wang Yufan could unleash sufficiently strong power to fight against the drought demon.
The drought demon also witnessed these scenes, but he was very confident in his own strength.
The three lotus flowers above his head extended once more, intertwining. After the previous three lotus flowers shattered and dispersed, they fell onto his body. But this time, they did not shatter. Instead, they slowly moved towards the battle-axe in the drought demon’s hand. When those three strange lotus flowers landed on the battle-axe, the battle-axe also flew out of his hand and began to spin continuously above the drought demon’s head.
"Behold my Demonic Sky Battle-Axe’s Heaven-Reaching Strike," the drought demon declared, and then the battle-axe above his head flew towards Wang Yufan.
A tremendous roar made the sky in this area grow dim.
"This... this is simply too terrifying! Is this drought demon even human? This terrifying talent is truly unprecedented!"
"Who’s to say? I don’t think even a Yuankun Realm fifth-level expert could defeat him with this strike."
"You’re right, but I still think that young man named Wang Yufan is stronger. Look at the aura surrounding him; it’s completely on par with that guy called the drought demon. I don’t think the outcome of this match is set yet."
Everyone discussed animatedly.
As one of the participants, Wang Yufan also knew the power of the drought demon’s attack, but he also believed that his Taiqing Demon-Slaying Sword’s attack could fully withstand it.
While thinking, Wang Yufan swung the Feng Ling Sword in his hand.
Two earth-shattering beams directly collided, and a tremendous roar exploded across the sky.
This battle’s impact spread in all directions, and the barrier set up by Emperor Huang Wuji trembled incessantly.
In the VIP area, Sima Chun of the Demon Shadow Divine Sect spoke, "Brother Huang, can this barrier you’ve set up contain the aftermath of these two people’s battle?"
Hearing the implied meaning in Sima Chun’s words, Emperor Huang Wuji laughed and said, "Lord Sima, you jest. No matter how strong these two young men are, I don’t think they could possibly break my barrier."
However, just as he finished speaking, after Wang Yufan and the drought demon’s attacks struck the barrier on the arena, the barrier suddenly made "crack, crack" sounds.
"What?! The battle between these two young men is actually this strong!" After Emperor Huang Wuji finished speaking, his figure once again vanished, heading towards the direction of the fierce battle between the two. Zhang Dao of the Shanhe Sect and Sima Chun of the Demon Shadow Divine Sect exchanged glances and smiled. They both knew that the combat prowess of these two young men at their age was truly too strong.
If it weren’t for Shangguan Nan of the Tianyu Divine Sect being present, they both felt they would each take one of the two fighting individuals away. As Wang Yufan and the drought demon continuously battled, after this attack, both Wang Yufan and the drought demon simultaneously flew backward. Compared to Wang Yufan, the drought demon, who flew backward, directly spat out a large mouthful of blood. Wang Yufan’s clothes were also somewhat torn.
"I never expected your Mingyue Empire to have a genius like you, who could make me like this," the drought demon said.
Upon hearing the drought demon’s words, Wang Yufan’s brows furrowed slightly. Wasn’t this drought demon also from the Mingyue Empire? Why would he say such a thing to himself? While speaking, Wang Yufan also responded unceremoniously, "You’re just stubborn with your words. You’ve talked for ages, but you haven’t hurt me much. Instead, you’re the one beaten into this state by me."
Hearing Wang Yufan’s words, the drought demon did not speak. The strength he had always been so proud of was treated this way by Wang Yufan today, truly humiliating him. The drought demon looked at Wang Yufan with fierce eyes and said, "You can laugh. I admit your strength is good, but..." After he finished speaking, Wang Yufan heard a series of pounding heartbeats.
Of course, it wasn’t just Wang Yufan; even the onlookers heard such sounds.
"What’s that sound?"
"Is that the sound of a heartbeat?"
"Impossible. Whose heart would beat like that? Has something awakened?"
Such discussions continuously arose.
And Shangguan Nan, who had originally closed his eyes, also opened them at this moment. He felt as if an invisible force was awakening.
Wang Yufan felt this power most deeply.
"Not good." Wang Yufan secretly cried out in his heart, and his figure immediately distanced himself from the drought demon. He also felt a very powerful force erupting from within the drought demon’s body.
However, just as Wang Yufan retreated, the drought demon’s eyes beneath his mask turned scarlet. Waves of violent power emanated from his entire body. At this instant, the drought demon’s figure directly vanished from his original spot. Wang Yufan only felt an invisible force attacking him from his left. At this critical moment, Wang Yufan instantly unleashed the first upper part of the Taiqing Demon-Slaying Sword.
However, just after Wang Yufan’s attack was unleashed, the drought demon’s figure also appeared on Wang Yufan’s right. To everyone’s astonished gazes, the drought demon directly extended his right hand and grabbed at Wang Yufan’s sword.
Seeing this scene, the eyes of the onlookers widened.
"This drought demon is too arrogant, isn’t he? He actually dares to grab Wang Yufan’s sword with his bare hands."
"Yeah, this guy is way too arrogant."
Hearing the crowd’s discussion, Wang Yufan’s eyes also narrowed slightly as he saw this scene. He knew that this drought demon would never be so reckless, and he must have such confidence for a reason.
As Wang Yufan pondered, his eyes saw a reddish glow emanating from the drought demon’s right hand. Wang Yufan knew that this reddish glow must be the drought demon’s true trump card.
With a "boom," the drought demon’s right hand directly caught Wang Yufan’s previous sword strike. He only retreated a few dozen steps.
Seeing that he could block his attack with just his physical body, Wang Yufan also felt extremely shocked. What exactly was this red glow of the drought demon that it could block a move from his Taiqing Demon-Slaying Sword, and even grab his sword move with bare hands? Wang Yufan knew that his battle with the drought demon today would not end so easily.
After the drought demon caught Wang Yufan’s move, he then said, "How about it? Aren’t you very proud? Let me see how strong your sword moves really are."
The drought demon’s voice entered Wang Yufan’s ears. Wang Yufan did not listen to the drought demon’s useless words. He unleashed his sword once more, but this time he did not use the Taiqing Demon-Slaying Sword. Instead, he unleashed his old sword skill, the Chaotic Sword Art. Sword moves streaked across the sky, and cracks appeared in the sky.
The onlookers, seeing these scenes, all knew how powerful these attacks were. But even so, the drought demon’s pair of hands, filled with a reddish glow, crushed Wang Yufan’s attacks one by one. Wang Yufan felt that if this continued, losing would only be a matter of time, and Wang Yufan did not want that.
He still had one item, but he would not use it unless absolutely necessary: the Chaos Bell.
And watching the drought demon’s attacks grow fiercer, Wang Yufan’s figure continuously weaved and dodged.
Wang Yufan’s movements greatly angered the drought demon. This power he currently possessed could not be maintained for long. Once it was exhausted, he would no longer have such combat power. Watching Wang Yufan evade his attacks every time, the drought demon, with his gender-neutral voice from beneath his mask, cursed loudly, "Ah... Are you a monkey, you bastard? Weren’t you very strong? Why are you acting like a coward now?"
Hearing the drought demon’s angry voice, Wang Yufan guessed something and then said, "Catch me first if you can. This is my ability, what can you do about it?"
"Ah, I’ll kill you!" The drought demon roared directly. He no longer cared about the rules of this genius competition. He wanted to kill this guy named Wang Yufan. He had unleashed all of his secret techniques. If this continued, he would be the one to lose.
Their battle continued for about another incense stick’s time. As Wang Yufan expected, after the drought demon caught several of his attacks with his bare hands, his aura instantly plummeted.
Wang Yufan’s eyes lit up when he saw this. He once again unleashed the Taiqing Demon-Slaying Sword, and this time the drought demon could no longer resist. A few trickles of fresh blood dripped from his hand under Wang Yufan’s attack.
"Didn’t you say you could catch my sword moves with your bare hands? Why can’t you now?" Wang Yufan said.
And hearing Wang Yufan’s words, the drought demon’s eyes turned fierce.
"You... deserve to die. Even if my power is weakened, so what? You will definitely fall into my hands today. No... this time, I will cripple you," the drought demon whispered.
As his words fell, he directly punched towards Wang Yufan.
However, when Wang Yufan saw the drought demon’s attack coming towards him, he stomped his feet, and the Heavenly God Fist was unleashed by him once again. Huge fist imprints continuously appeared in the sky, smashing down towards the attacking drought demon. And facing this punch, the drought demon’s offensive did not slow down. Their fists collided, and the drought demon directly retreated a few steps.
Wang Yufan saw that the drought demon’s strength was indeed not as fierce as before. Seeing the drought demon retreat, Wang Yufan seized the opportunity, holding the Feng Ling Sword in his hand, and slashed out with a sword.
Seeing Wang Yufan’s sword attack coming, the drought demon also summoned his battle-axe for a clash. However, due to the immense power consumed just now, the drought demon hadn’t adapted yet. He only felt the power in his body continuously being wasted with each of his slashes.
His heart was filled with hatred for Wang Yufan. This person, when his combat power was at its strongest, did not confront him directly but kept dodging, only appearing after he had unleashed all his power. He felt like a fool being toyed with by Wang Yufan.
As the two of them continuously battled, his scarlet bloodshot eyes stared at Wang Yufan, with madness surging within them.
Just after Wang Yufan unleashed a Taiqing Demon-Slaying Sword strike that sent the drought demon flying, the drought demon directly roared towards the sky. His originally gender-neutral voice now sounded like a fierce beast about to be unleashed from its cage.
"Hey, Ni, if you can’t win, just surrender. There’s no need to fight to the death," Wang Yufan said.
However, the drought demon did not respond to Wang Yufan’s words. At this moment, everyone in the stands noticed something was wrong.
Shangguan Nan’s eyes narrowed slightly. And Emperor Huang Wuji, seeing this scene, said, "No, if this continues, this promising talent, the drought demon, might damage his own potential. Once that happens, it will definitely be extremely detrimental to his future cultivation." After Emperor Huang Wuji finished speaking, he wanted to head towards the arena where the two were fiercely battling. But at this moment, a powerful force surged from Shangguan Nan’s body, blocking Emperor Huang Wuji.
Feeling the power emanating from Shangguan Nan’s body, Emperor Huang Wuji was also greatly astonished. This Elder Shangguan Nan of the Tianyu Divine Sect was indeed extraordinarily strong. Just now, he had felt the power surging from Shangguan Nan’s body. Such power was at least four or five realms higher than his own.
And as far as he knew, this Shangguan Nan was only an Outer Sect Elder of the Tianyu Divine Sect, yet he already possessed such cultivation. One could imagine the others, and Emperor Huang Wuji felt a cold sweat.
Just as Emperor Huang Wuji was lost in thought, Shangguan Nan’s voice entered his ears.
"Emperor, there’s no need to be so anxious." Shangguan Nan’s words not only startled Emperor Huang Wuji but also made Zhang Dao and Sima Chun look puzzled.
Seeing their reactions, Shangguan Nan said nothing, because he always felt that there was something wrong with this drought demon, but he couldn’t explain why. As the battle between Wang Yufan and the drought demon drew to a close, Shangguan Nan also felt that he would soon see if he was overthinking things. If he really was overthinking, he also had the strength to separate the two.
"Boom, boom, boom!" Tremendous roars continuously echoed in this area.
The drought demon’s scarlet eyes continuously squeezed out his power, overdrawing his life force. Wang Yufan knew this person was definitely not simple and would not surrender so easily. But no matter what, he had to win today.
