Eternal Life: My Lifespan Increases Daily

Song Changming was calm and unhurried, also raising his Spirit Saber, sweeping out waves of crimson Cloud Saber Qi.

Their Gang Qi clashed continuously in the air, with the ripple of Powerful Qi wreaking havoc around them.

Their Qi Refining Cultivation was similar, and their Martial Arts Mastery was hard to distinguish, so after several confrontations, neither could overcome the other.

The instant the clash ended, Hong Zhen had already reached Song Changming, the axe blade poised to cleave down from above.

Hong Zhen’s physical strength was certainly extraordinary; otherwise, he wouldn’t specialize in wielding the Great Axe.

From childhood to adulthood, few martial artists could rival him in terms of strength.

However, today he was about to see what it meant that there is always someone stronger.

The seemingly nimble long saber cut through a chilling aurora, neither dodging nor retreating, choosing to meet his Great Axe head-on.

"Courting death!" Hong Zhen gripped the axe with both hands, his arm muscles bulging against his clothing, showing no intention of holding back even a little.

Since it was a duel, he wouldn’t go easy on Song Changming.

In his view, it was Song Changming’s own mistake to dare engage him head-on.

Thus, he should be prepared for the outcome of failure.

Clang!

A piercingly sharp metallic clash echoed, with a strong airwave forming at the point of impact.

The next moment, Hong Zhen’s expression changed drastically.

Song Changming, wielding his saber with one arm, not only blocked his forceful strike but also easily suppressed Hong Zhen’s axe momentum in the confrontation.

How could this be possible!

"Even a Martial Arts Grandmaster couldn’t manage this?!"

His Heart and Spirit were shaken; wielding a light saber with one arm to break his axe’s force was almost beyond imagination.

But the situation didn’t allow him much thought; the long saber forcefully swept him away.

Hong Zhen’s arms went numb, almost unable to hold onto his Great Axe after just this one strike.

Indeed, his Qi Power was impressive, but unfortunately, Song Changming, possessing Mountain-moving Power, was an extraordinary existence capable of suppressing even a Martial Arts Grandmaster in terms of Qi Power!

This was surely beyond his realm of understanding.

Song Changming’s right arm shimmered with floating colors, depicting the vivid image of a Demon Ape.

Simultaneously, Song Changming’s long saber turned, and the Witch Soldier Seal of the Cloud Crane at his feet activated, cooperating with the crimson Cloud Saber technique he was displaying.

In the eyes of others, he seemed suddenly surrounded by a crimson red cloud.

Then, stepping on the crimson cloud, he turned into a long rainbow, instantly arriving before the still unsteady Hong Zhen, forcing Hong Zhen to twist his posture to engage in an aerial duel with Song Changming.

"Heaven Supporter!"

Hong Zhen was forced to use his strongest axe form from the bottom of his arsenal; wielding the Great Axe, he appeared like Pangu opening the heavens.

Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi gathered on his axe, chopping towards Song Changming.

"Interesting!" Song Changming’s interest was piqued, yet he continued to neither dodge nor evade, meeting the Heaven Opening Great Axe with his long saber.

Boom!

From the visual scene, the boundless crimson cloud seemed to transform into countless giant hands, holding the descending Heaven Opening Great Axe in the sky.

Then, the Great Axe shattered, with both Gang Qi and Spiritual Qi scattering, leaving only a rolling crimson cloud in the sky.

Hong Zhen fell powerless like a Starfire alongside his Great Axe to the ground, leaving only Song Changming standing atop the rolling crimson cloud, his saber Qi awe-inspiring.

In this scene, anyone could see that the outcome of the duel had been decided between the two.

"Even though it’s merely a sparring of the Innate Realm, to cause such a grand spectacle; when the day comes they step into the Grandmastership, these two will surely hold a prominent place in this world!"

Officials from the Imperial Capital who had witnessed Cloud Fighting event after event couldn’t help but exclaim at this moment.

Even within the grand hall, Emperor Yun, seated high on the supreme throne, showed a hint of a different gaze, with a touch of a smile.

It seemed he also approved of this duel outside the hall.

To Emperor Yun, this Cloud Fighting was merely a chance to observe which martial arts prodigies were emerging among the younger generation in Yun Province.

Not every Cloud Fighting could satisfy him.

But this time, at least for now, it seemed quite favorable.

Especially seeing Song Changming perfecting his crimson Cloud Saber technique and revealing extraordinary power, even attracting Emperor Yun’s attention for several more glances.

"Where does this Ancient Desolate Aura come from..."

Emperor Yun murmured softly with a faint tone.

Buzz!

In the field, Zhong Wei, who had been unable to intervene before, now took up his blade, quickly slashing toward Song Changming when his saber Qi was exhausted.

He united with the blade, charging ferociously, not giving Song Changming a chance to turn around.

Just as he was sure he would succeed in one strike, he saw Song Changming’s left hand swiftly palm backward.

Upon his left arm, a painting of a Desolate Ant Beast with horns on its head appeared vividly as he executed the palm.

The powerful wind pressure generated by this palm pressed onto Zhong Wei, slowing his sword-swinging motion.

The next moment, the Palm Force whooshed forth.

Zhong Wei didn’t even have time to deploy a stronger sword form before being sent flying by Song Changming’s palm, crashing into the Jade Pillar with a pale face, and falling just like Hong Zhen.

Song Changming’s left hand, meanwhile, held the opponent’s Spirit Saber.

The Spirit Saber was relatively thick, with a faint yellow halo on the blade, ringing continually, as if resisting being held by someone other than its original owner.

"What a fine saber, what a pity." Song Changming thought to himself, knowing he couldn’t just injure someone’s weapon in front of everyone and take away the opponent’s Treasure Saber.

With a flick of his hand, the Spirit Saber transformed into a beam of yellow light, returning to its original owner below.

Having easily and gracefully defeated two attendants of the Titled kings in succession and securing the final victory.

Song Changming became the first person of the day to achieve continuous victory.

"How about that?" Prince Cui said happily to his old friend.

At this moment, he sensed numerous gazes falling upon him.

After all, the victorious Song Changming represented him.

"Convinced beyond words." Prince Xia smiled helplessly.

The strength Song Changming displayed was admirable, leaving him convincing Hong Zhen, whom he had brought, was no match for Song Changming, making the loss justifiably unregrettable, thus harboring no resentment.

"This time, you’ve completely stolen the limelight."

"Just wait; my rise has only just begun." Prince Cui said, withdrawing some of his surface smile, with implications.

Once the Su Family, this malignant tumor, was completely eradicated, only then could he freely develop his domain without restrictions!

And he knew that future was not far off.

Song Changming’s strong performance today was a good sign, reinforcing his determination and confidence that were no longer shaken.

Of course, no one knew his thoughts at this moment, nor could they guess that he regarded a Changsheng Family of the Human Race as a mortal enemy!

In the air, having quickly secured two successive victories, Song Changming did not leave the field, quietly waiting for the next challenger.

But, for a moment, there was no movement.

Martial Arts Grandmasters naturally wouldn’t stoop to take advantage of the weak; winning such a fight would be far from honorable.

And martial artists of the same Innate Perfection Realm were taken aback by Song Changming’s earlier performance, most of them standing there with furrowed brows, feeling they had little chance to defeat Song Changming.

For a while, the arena grew cold and quiet, starkly contrasting the previous chaotic clash between the three.

When Song Changming stood alone for so long that he started feeling a bit awkward, someone finally stepped forward to face him.

"Daoqi of Six Seas, Zhang Shentong!"

Their strength was also not inferior; their spear technique was no less impressive than Hong Zhen’s axe-wielding skills.

But unfortunately, his outcome was the same as Hong Zhen’s, being easily dropped by a few strikes from Song Changming.

Song Changming’s Sword Tao Mastery was now so outstanding that, even in this gathering of martial arts prodigies, it was still exceptionally remarkable.

Because of this, in contests with martial artists of the same realm, Song Changming exhibited almost no weaknesses, with only strengths and advantages.

Battles of the same realm bore almost no suspense for him.

After raising his consecutive victory record to twelve wins, Song Changming found it all somewhat dull.

During this, some clever individuals tried to rally other martial artists of the same realm to join a grand melee against Song Changming.

Yet, due to Song Changming’s overwhelmingly strong prowess, he naturally became the primary target of concentrated attacks in the grand melee, as they hoped to defeat this undefeated champion first.

But regrettably, even though the group didn’t conceal their collective efforts, they still couldn’t outmatch Song Changming!

Song Changming’s strength felt like a dimensional suppression among martial artists of the same realm.

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