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“Finally. Sword God Sect hadn’t yet involved all their disciples in team battles. Now, they’re going all out against one man, ha-ha-ha…”
Wu Qingqiu chuckled, his eyes filled with excitement. “I can’t wait to see what Sword God Sect is made of.”
Yan Mo also nodded, “Ever since the middle three sects stage, the Sword God Sect has been hiding something. Maybe they have a weapon to challenge the superior three sects with. However, they’re forced to use it on an underdog.”
Wu Qingqiu thought the same.
Thump~
With heavy steps, Sword God Sect’s nine disciples came behind Wen Tao as if to give him support, as they stared at Zhuo Fan, filled with thirst for battle.
They all saw what Zhuo Fan could do, and even their team leader couldn’t deal with him after going all out. But they were not in the least bit anxious but steeled in their determination.
Zhuo Fan approved of their attitudes.
For some reason, Zhuo Fan felt that Wen Tao’s Gentle Sword title was half attributed to the nine disciples.
As if the Gentle Sword’s true power would be unleashed only when they worked together.
“Zhuo Fan, I know you’re a body cultivator of freakish build, and not just anyone can withstand it. However, now we will strike your weak spot. Do watch out.” Xie Tianshang stepped forward with a serious look.
Zhuo Fan raised an eyebrow and nodded, “Give me everything you got. I’ll take it you all on!”
“Hey, you can’t just throw the match just because he’s an old buddy. He’s our strongest opponent yet!”
Wen Tao shook his head, smiling, “Xie, ugh, I always feel your name makes me lose out every time I say it. Ha-ha-ha, Did you not see me talking too much and ending up revealing my secret? You saw how I lost. So you better learn from my mistakes!”
(StarReader: Xie lit. means thanks.)
“Like you wouldn’t have lost anyway, even without babbling and explaining your style.”
A calm voice echoed out, “A loss is a loss. If you keep looking for excuses, you’re only going against the gentleman’s code.”
They all turned to see Zhuo Fan scratching his chin, knowing the thick sarcasm in his words.
Wen Tao’s face fell and snapped, “Brother Zhuo, I get that you win. But can you please not kick someone when he’s down?”
“That’s how it is if you don’t admit it!” Zhuo Fan grinned.
Wen Tao huffed, then flicked his head away in annoyance.
Xie Tianshang smiled, “Brothers, we’re here to do battle, not squabble. What would that win even account for? The next fight is the one to determine the real winner! “
“Well said. What does personal honor mean when fighting in a team battle?” Wen Tao’s eyes lit up, “Brother Zhuo, get ready! This won’t be so easy!”
“We’ll see when it ends.” Zhuo Fan smiled, but his eyes showed caution.
Sword God Sect’s ten disciples made signs, and ten glinting swords flew from them and into the sky with a ripple.
“That’s…”
Zhuo Fan was startled, and so was everyone. Someone even shouted in shock, “That’s their souls…”
“Just what are they planning to do by releasing ten souls?” Yan Mo looked stunned.
Wu Qingqiu was frowning, shaking his head, “The soul is the core of one’s spirit. Unless one would fight to his dying breath, no one would just take it out. However, facing an expert like Zhuo Fan, a soul would easily end up damaged. Aren’t they looking to die by releasing them all?”
“This is the only way for them to release all they have. Only by fighting to the end!” Ye Lin sighed, “Why must they go so far? Zhuo Fan is my opponent. Why are they in such a rush to stake their lives?”
Wu Qingqiu sighed, his face solemn and filled with respect for Sword God Sect’s disciples. “Knowing full well there’s no chance they have no remorse in giving their very being in defeating their adversary. This is a warrior’s honor and life pursuit. These ten people are worthy of our respect!”
Ye Lin and Yan Mo looked at Wu Qingqiu and nodded.
At this time, the ever stony Exalted Double Dragons finally expressed emotions.
Talking and laughing, working together and staking one’s life. This was both foolish and also dedication…
“Zhuo Fan, if you can’t block our attack, you must dodge. We won’t attack again, but that will mean your defeat. Don’t be stubborn and risk your life for nothing!”
Xie Tianshang made a sign and shouted at Zhuo Fan.
Zhuo Fan started, looking at them oddly. He could sense their move would shake the world itself, but…
[Hey, who’s the one risking his life here? You got your souls out and everything!]
[Are you that confident I wouldn’t just pluck your souls one by one?]
Wen Tao saw that he was skeptical, so he mediated, “Brother Zhuo, junior brother Xie isn’t joking. You’ll know in a moment. Our strike will hit you right where it hurts the most!”
Wen Tao made his own sign and shouted, “Harmony of Soul Sword, gather!”
The other nine people echoed him in shouting and gestures.
The ten swords in the heavens above gathered, and a strange, gentle power ebbed from their center. Like a simple string, it linked all the sword souls together.
Wen Tao shouted again, and a dazzling white light brightened the skies. It was so intense the sun itself paled.
Once the light passed, the people cried in shock.
Nine swords were gone from the sky, leaving just one. But this sword soul released an incredible power with every motion. The slightest movement shook space enough to rip it.
“That’s a soul harmony?” Exalted Bai Mei cried, “Everyone’s soul is different and mutually exclusive. But there are arts in this world, soul harmonies, that can unify them. It’s rare enough to see three souls joined together, but Sword God Sect managed to do it with ten? This is like a miracle!”
Exalted Hei Ran nodded as well, equally amazed, “Sword God Sect has the sword at its core, with everything related to it. All of their disciples form a sword soul as well. To them, it will be much easier to practice soul harmony. But this is just too overwhelming for it to happen with ten in one moment. I believe the core of it is Gentle Sword, that Wen Tao!”
“Soft and hard. Hard enough to break the heavens and soft enough to absolve anyone. He is the tie that binds them. This is how such a remarkable art like soul harmony came to be…” Exalted Bai Mei squinted and nodded. The list of names once again appeared in his hand…
Wu Qingqiu and Yan Mo were stunned. Ten souls fused into one. Such a soul power was more than mere deadly. Zhuo Fan had so far only shown off his body’s outrageous power.
No one here ever knew anything about his soul or how strong it was.
No wonder Wen Tao and Xie Tianshang warned Zhuo Fan to dodge it. Such a strong soul attack would rip Zhuo Fan’s soul to shreds if his were any weaker.
And even if it were strong, it would still be left with a deadly wound.
Wen Tao was called Gentle Sword, yet his final move was soul harmony. He truly walked an incredibly overbearing path, yet soft to the extreme!
This sword was beyond strong!
“He’s in trouble…” Wu Qingqiu sighed. Ye Lin looked grave as well.
Only Yan Mo looked eager, having some expectations. He only caught a glimpse of Zhuo Fan’s soul last time, and it was by no means weak. As for how strong it was, he didn’t live up to the challenge.
[But now, this freak’s soul would finally come out.]
“Sister Qingcheng, what now? How could any one man take on such a powerful soul?” On Mystical Heaven Sect’s side, Dan’er was filled with worry and restlessness as she pulled on Chu Qingcheng’s clothes.
She was more worried than anyone about Zhuo Fan’s predicament.
Xuan Shaoyu said flatly, “It’s best for that devil to die, humph!”
The girls only ever looked at Chu Qingcheng in worry. They all knew she knew Zhuo Fan the most.
She would know in her heart if Zhuo Fan could come out alive.
However, she was also somewhat alarmed since she didn’t know a thing about Zhuo Fan’s trump cards.
However, from what she saw of Zhuo Fan’s cool expression, her heart regained calm, and she smiled, “He’s going to be fine…”
