He never expected that his violent punches didn’t defeat his opponent. Instead, he was completely blocked by the impeccable saber technique, only to find that his arms had gone numb.
In an instant, the exclamations around the arena turned into cheers.
The battle just began dozens of breaths ago. However, within such a short period, massive nervous warriors of the Human Clan felt as if they were on a roller coaster. Their moods ranged across the emotional spectrum, with their hearts about to stop beating. At this moment, warriors of the Human Clan found that they had been attracted by the young man dragging his long saber since he jumped up onto the elevated fighting arena.
Whether they knew the young man or not before, people were deeply impressed by his posture and appearance at this moment.
It was the kind of tacit agreement between compatriots of the same clan whose blood was thicker than water.
“Come on!”
“Come on! Mad Saber! Come on! Mad Saber!”
Countless warriors cheered for Zhang Fan without considering their images at all.
Their blood was boiling in their veins.
Everyone’s eyes lit up when they saw Zhang Fan’s excellent performance and felt there was a chance of winning. The warriors of the Human Clan were completely excited and began to cheer for Zhang Fan more crazily.
The crowd went crazy.
“It…” Jin was excited, “It’s possible to win! Haha, we may win!”
Many warriors around also screamed and shouted with him.
After being shocked for seconds, the tall and thin disciple in black from the Purple Spirit Sect calmed down and said, “Don’t be too happy. Black Mountain Demon Emperor hasn’t used his Demon Aura yet. His power hasn’t been fully unleashed…”
“What do you mean? Don’t you want the Human Clan to win?” Jin said angrily.
The tall and thin disciple in black snorted and said, “Of course I hope we can win, but don’t expect too much from the warrior of Swordsmanship-seeking Sect.”
Jin wanted to say something but stopped to watch the battle after seeing Ding Hao shake his head.
“Very good. I’m interested in your strength.” Black Mountain Demon Emperor clenched his hands in the void, and two huge black machetes showed up in his hands. The blades were as curved as the moon, with demonic streaks flashing. They were terrible sharp weapons.
“This pair of machetes are made of the horns I shed. The casting masters from the Demon God Palace made them. They are named ‘Demon Star’. Since I achieved my cultivation as the Demon Emperor, I rarely used them. You’re very lucky and unlucky to see their power. It will be an honor for you to be killed by my Demon Star.”
With the twin machetes in his hands, the Demon Emperor’s momentum was constantly mounting. He was entirely shrouded in black flames.
A heavy spiritual force spread out in the air.
To their amazement, Zhang Fan was still like a monolith, being still, and there were only two words that came out of his mouth –
“Don’t babble.”
Before finishing his words, Black Mountain Demon Emperor had disappeared.
Zhang Fan held his saber with both hands and displayed the 24 Moves of the Saber Technique, Blade Two. The saber light wrapped him up like a wall of light. Almost at the same time, Zhang Fan was besieged by four shadows of Black Mountain Demon Emperor on all sides. Eight machetes, like Black Lightning, chopped Zhang Fan from eight extremely weird angles.
Clash! Clash! Clash! Clash!
A series of crazy sounds of weapons hitting was heard.
Both of them were Great Grandmasters of saber technique. With such perfect saber auras, they didn’t crash together blindly.
Black Mountain Demon Emperor was like a black flood. The whole arena was almost covered by his black flames, turning from one figure into four, eight, sixteen, thirty-two… and finally hundreds and thousands of them. It was hard to tell which one was real and which one was fake because all were waving their knives.
Zhang Fan was still standing in the center of the arena like a monolith, being still.
He didn’t make a single move from beginning to end.
No matter how weirdly Black Mountain Demon Emperor stabbed out his machetes, how flexible his moves were, and how many incarnations he had, Zhang Fan never dodged.
His movements were turning sluggish and his blows turned slower. Even disciples with slightly lower strength could capture his saber trails as if his moves were full of flaws. However, every time Zhang Fan could fend against the black machetes that were slashing at him. Although Black Mountain Demon Emperor brandished his machetes much faster than an ordinary warrior could observe, he was completely blocked by Zhang Fan’s slow saber.
It was extremely weird, yet it did actually happen.
Seeing this, many of the top masters of the Demon Clan in the distance stood up in consternation.
“This kind of saber technique… How could a mere Swordsmanship-seeking Sect own such a peerless saber genius?”
“He has already grasped the essence of saber technique. If his brilliant fighting skills can go further, it will be the peak of saber technique.”
The Absolute Superiors of the Demon Clan also couldn’t help but praise Zhang Fan.
Black Mountain Demon Emperor was a genius of the Demon Clan, especially in terms of saber technique. He had accomplishments that even many Martial Sage experts would consider themselves inferior to him. However, this young man from the Human Clan was actually on par with Black Mountain Demon Emperor in both strength and saber technique. In particular, this young man was born in Snow Province, a martial arts desert for the Human Clan. How could people not be shocked?
The crowd of the Human Clan was also full of praise.
“Another truly peerless genius!”
“Haha, Master Li Lan, the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect was on the rise! With such talents, there is no reason for you to worry about prosperity.”
“Owning one of the two geniuses, Ding Hao and Zhang Fan, will give you an effective sharp edge over your competitors in the Northern Region. Now you have two, both of which will be supreme masters in the future. It won’t take long for Swordsmanship-seeking Sect to be among the superb sects of the Human Clan in the Northern Region.”
“Sect Leader Wang, you are the number one Grandmaster of saber technique in our Northern Region. Wave-hearing Saber Technique of Wave-hearing Pavilion is also one of the top saber techniques of the Human Clan in the Northern Region. In your opinion, what kind of saber technique is this young man from the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect named Zhang Fan displaying?”
“I’ve never heard of it. His saber technique is full of primitive aura. I’m ashamed that I’ve never seen such a grand saber technique. It looks simple, but its exquisiteness is definitely beyond that of my saber technique. It seems… Well, it seems to be similar to the Seven Black Cut passed down by Ding Hao.”
“Ah? Sect Leader Wang, I feel the same with you after hearing your words. Did Ding Hao pass down this set of saber techniques to Zhang Fan?”
“These young geniuses can’t be judged by common sense. As in the Yangtze River, waves urged waves, the younger generation exceeded the older generation. We are getting old now.”
Seeing Zhang Fan’s extraordinary performance, all the heads of the Human Clan were relieved. Even if Zhang Fan lost the battle, in the end, he had already earned respect for the Human Clan. As long as he could survive, he would be a future supreme master who could alter the general trend of the two clans after being cultivated.
In the crowd of ordinary warriors in the distance, “Beautiful! Marvelous! I announce that Zhang Fan is now one of the top two idols of mine,” Jin shouted excitedly.
The arrogant Demon Emperor of the Black Mountain was blocked by Zhang Fan. In this way, the Human Clan is possible to win. It was a surprise!
Ding Hao was watching the game silently.
Zhang Fan had progressed far beyond than Ding Hao had imagined within three years. The Supreme Kung Fu Devoted by Ten Emperors, which integrated everything in heaven and earth, was a perfect match for Zhang Fan. It made the ordinary young hunter become a peerless master within six years who could fight against a Martial Grand Emperor at the peak level. Seeing that, Ding Hao was also happy for Zhang Fan.
It was said that Zhang Fan wrote down the Supreme Kung Fu Devoted by Ten Emperors and gave it to Li Lan to choose some disciples in the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect that can practice it. However, it didn’t work out. Almost no one could keep it up. Occasionally, a few disciples who had successfully practiced the first minor stage got their strength increased only a little bit. They could not be matched with Zhang Fan at all.
Ding Hao guessed that there might be some coincidences that can’t be explained.
The Supreme Kung Fu Devoted by Ten Emperors seemed to have been specially created for Zhang Fan.
Perhaps it was destiny.
Ding-Hao couldn’t make it clear how strong Zhang Fan was now, nor can he figure out the mystery of the Supreme Kung Fu Devoted by Ten Emperors. However, there was one thing for sure: the completion of Supreme Kung Fu Devoted by Ten Emperors was not the superposition of ten experts at the Peak of the Emperor Realm.
This time, Zhang Fan must have volunteered for the battle.
Hopefully, he could work wonders of his own.
Ding Hao was genuinely worried about him.
More than ten meters away, the tall and thin disciple in black from the Purple Spirit Sect was dumbfounded. This situation was completely out of his expectation. How could there be such an extremely daunting master in the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect besides Ding Hao? How could the Purple Spirit Sect exact the revenge?
“No. He can’t win. How could he win?” The tall and thin disciple in black shook his head as he muttered, “He can’t hold on much longer. He must have used something to unleash his potential and to exhaust his vitality…”
His single statement made all the people around staring at him angrily.
In the arena, the battle was going on.
Clash! Clash! Clash! Clash!
Clashing sounds of long sabers were constantly heard.
Suddenly-
“Puff!”
Blood splattered everywhere.
The shadows of Black Mountain Demon Emperor instantly fused into one and then disappeared.
Blood spurted out from Zhang Fan’s shoulder. The huge All Triumphant War Saber in his hand was broken into two pieces, and one piece of the saber was full of white cracks as if it would break into dozens of pieces at any time.
Zhang Fan frowned. He lowered his head and looked at the long saber in his hand, saying nothing.
Opposite him, a grotesque and manic smile appeared on the face of Black Mountain Demon Emperor. “Your saber failed you.”
There were only some faint white traces on the twin machetes in his hands. The twin machetes were cast from a part of his body, and they had been injected with saint-level aura by the caster in the Demon God Palace. As tough as divine weapons, they are a perfect match for him. When he displayed the saber technique, he could use the machetes flexibly as if they were his arms.
The All Triumphant War Saber in Zhang Fan’s hand, though made of the raw iron of the Baiman Mountain, was also extraordinary. Although reinforced with the primordial inscriptions by Ding Hao last night, after all, it had its inherent and secondary deficiencies. As a result, in the face of the Demon Star, it was finally broken.
