In a hurry, Han Yangjian could only try to block it with his sword.
The rain of swords disappeared in an instant.
There was a soft clink.
The two long swords collided.
The long sword in Han Yangjian’s hand was blown away and broke into dozens of pieces in the sky.
“Puff…” Han Yangjian spat out a mouthful of blood. He flew backward, looking stunned. “How is this possible?”
Ding Hao did not chase after him. With a sneer on his face, he shook his head out of disappointment. “It seems that I have overestimated the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect. I don’t need three moves at all. One is enough to defeat you.”
Han Yangjian struggled to steady himself while roaring in disbelief, “This is impossible. You cheated. What kind of sword skill was that? “How can Swordsmanship-seeking Sect have such a sophisticated move?”
“It seems that you refuse to give up until all hope is gone,” Ding Hao wiped the fine steel long sword in his hand and said sarcastically, “This is the basic sword skill that everyone in the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect masters. It’s the lowest-ranking move of our sect.” Ding Hao then looked down at the crowd and asked, “Who can prove it to this poor man?”
Hundreds of Swordsmanship-seeking Sect disciples shouted in excitement and performed the fighting stance Skyward Incense, and then Moon Chasing.
They moved neatly and uniformly, all looking natural. It was clear that the disciples had practiced them countless times. It wasn’t a rough imitation of Ding Hao. Although they weren’t as ingenious and elegant as him, they had proven that what Ding Hao had just performed was a move of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect.
The disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect had not expected that the most basic and commonplace move of their sect had such power. They never thought Ding Hao could use it to instantly beat the killing move of the super sword sect in the Northern Region…
“Do the sword techniques of our sect really have unfathomable power?”
“Is it because we haven’t practiced to perfection?”
“I didn’t know the sword techniques of our sect were so powerful.”
Everyone was excited.
Having experienced such a catastrophe, the disciples needed some incentives to boost their confidence. That was why Ding Hao chose this technique. He could have killed Han Yangjian and the others in a split second. However, while in front of this many fellow disciples who had gone through pain and suffering, he needed to show them what made their sect invincible, to convince them about their sect’s undefeatable potential.
After the calamity, it was necessary to restore confidence in the sect. It was a gradual process.
After all, Ding Hao’s strength alone was unequal to that of the whole sect.
Ding Hao intended to remind these most loyal and brave disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect that the combat skills and cultivation methods of the sect were extremely powerful, and there was still infinite potential to explore. The so-called super sects in the other provinces weren’t as invincible as they had imagined.
“These are all moves of our sect.”
Ding Hao believed that after this calamity and their most recent triumph, the disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect would have a sense of superiority over the rest of the sects in the Snow Province. They would look beyond the Snow Province and to the Northern Region, and no longer be in awe of those super forces.
Confidence.
This was one of the foundations of the sect.
Han Yangjian was stunned.
He couldn’t understand how this simple sword skill that everyone knew could beat his killing move, the Heaven-splitting Sword?
“What exactly is going on?”
However, the old man, with his profound cultivation and sharp eyes, noticed the hint of a flaw…
Although what this young man in cyan performed was the simplest sword movement, his understanding of swordsmanship had reached an unimaginable high level. Even the most common move would be doubled in power in the young man’s hands. There already was a trace of elegance and simplicity in his style.
This was the power of an almighty move, one that could defeat all.
It was terrifying.
This young man was definitely a peerless genius who had been born for the sword.
If such an impressive performance was known, all the super sects in the Northern Region would fight to recruit him. How could the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, a nonentity clan like a countryside slum, attract such a peerless genius who was talented enough to interest the Holy Palace of Mysterious Frost?
It wasn’t at all surprising for Ning Huxiao to die in the hands of such a young man.
The old man suddenly felt that the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect had made a wrong decision this time.
The value of the mysterious crystals stored in the abyss at the back mountain of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect could hardly match that of the young man in front of him. It was shameful to let go of the genius while holding on to the crystals. As things stood, it was impossible to woo him away.
He still wanted to say something and see if there was any possibility to make up for the loss…
Right at this moment…
“Swoosh!”
Ding Hao suddenly raised his hand, and the fine steel sword in his hand shot out like lightning.
With a harsh whistling sound, Han Yangjian in the distance had no time to dodge and was stabbed in the lower dantian. He flew out with the sword and was nailed to the distant stone wall.
Han Yangjian roared desperately like an injured beast, “Ah, my dantian! You… you destroyed my dantian…!”
If a martial artist’s dantian was damaged, the Qi seed would dissipate which meant his strength had been completely destroyed.
However, Ding Hao attacked with caution and did not kill him right away.
“I’ve said that someone will come to kill you. Before that, I don’t mind letting you suffer a little!” Ding Hao wanted to leave Han Yangjian to Li Lan. Only the revenge by the son of Li Jianyi could make the genial sect head rest in peace. Ding Hao believed that Li Lan would agree.
The crowd below burst into another round of cheers.
“Well, kid, have you killed enough?” “Do you feel better now?” The old man didn’t pay attention to Han Yangjian’s desperate struggle. He looked at Ding Hao with a smile. “Can we talk now?”
“Don’t bother.” Ding Hao spoke no more. He flashed to the old man and swung a punch towards him.
“You…” The old man’s face changed as he hastened to block it.
“Boom!”
He was sent flying dozens of meters away.
After all, he was a Martial Emperor realm expert, so he didn’t embarrass himself too much.
Ding Hao punched out again with a blank face.
A strong power gushed out of his body and formed a gigantic transparent fist in the void. As if carved by the most talented craftsman, one could even clearly see the fingers. The fist exploded the air and tore the void apart.
Waving one finger, the old man sent out a blast of sword Qi.
“Boom!”
The fist and the sword Qi crashed into each other and dissipated.
The fierce wind swept through the void like blasts of air.
“Lad, we are on par with each other in strength. You can’t hurt me,” the old man narrowed his eyes and said, “I’m an elder of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect. There are many experts like me in our sect. You’re quite strong among the younger generation, but still far too weak to confront a super sect like ours. I advise you to stop and have a good talk with us.”
“There’s nothing to talk about. You are going to die, and the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect will be wiped out as well.” Ding Hao flashed and shot out several Sword Intents in succession.
The old man dodged the attacks one by one with a sneer.
Experts at the Martial Emperor realm could react exceptionally quickly and avoid those Sword Intents. If it failed to hit the target, the Sword Intent could not fully reveal its power.
The old man kept persuading Ding Hao while trying to dodge the attacks.
“Young man, you’ve killed so many members of our Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect. Wasn’t it enough for you? “A wise man adapts himself to the circumstances. Why don’t we call it even and convert hostility into friendship? Trust me, you’ll gain unexpected benefits from it too…
“… If you join our sect, you will get full support and training. As for the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, we will support it and make it the number one sect in Snow Province, if that’s what you want. Isn’t this better to make it a win-win for everyone?
“One log cannot prop up a tottering building. Similarly, even if you win today, how long can you hold on without any support? “When we send more experts here, you’ll all be destroyed.”
However, Ding Hao had only one answer to these questions—
His fists.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! He kept attacking the old man with fists like the currents of large rivers.
The old man threatened him with a cold smile, “Kid, I’m not that patient. If you don’t stop, don’t blame me for being merciless. Even if I can’t kill you, you should know the power of the Martial Emperor realm. I can destroy the Swordsmanship-seeking Mountain and turn it into a desert with a single thought. Everyone except you must die.”
He thought he had already found Ding Hao’s weakness.
However—
“Is that so?” Ding Hao sneered and punched again.
The old man blocked the fists with anger surging in his heart. He laughed and said, “Well, it seems that it’s of no use to be merciful to you. I’ll have you experience the power of the Martial Emperor realm…”
Before his voice had died away, he turned towards the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect disciples, attempting to force Ding Hao to surrender.
Right at this moment, a sudden change took place…
The old man’s face suddenly changed, and he looked shocked.
He tried to block the punch but his hands exploded into pieces with a bang when they made contact with Ding Hao’s fist. A force that he had never seen before surged along his arms. In the twinkling of an eye, the parts below his elbows were blasted away like powder.
“Ah… your power…!” the old man screamed and retreated at a fast speed.
How could Ding Hao let go of such an opportunity? Like a shadow, he almost clung to the old man and hit him with punches as fast as lightning.
At that moment, he no longer suppressed his power. The physical power of the two-apertured Martial Emperor realm broke out and overwhelmed the old man. Even though he kept dodging, the old man failed to react fast enough and could only let himself be hit like a sandbag.
“Boom!”
The last punch sent Ding Hao flying backward for 10 meters.
