Chapter 905 - 265: King and Mount
Han Zhan and his senior brother Shen Luo encountered a duel in the outskirts far from Xiqi and Quanrong.
An invisible aura completely enveloped several miles around.
Within, smoke and dust rose, making it impossible to see what was happening inside.
Only the intersecting sword lights appeared in various places, and wherever they appeared, space fragments formed and collapsed, like a mirror being shattered inch by inch.
Finally, there was a loud bang.
The entire ’mirror’ was completely shattered, and the smoke and aura dissipated entirely, with a figure flying backward from within.
It was Han Zhan!
He clutched his abdomen with his left hand, where there was a deep, bone-visible wound that continuously healed and was damaged by the residual sword qi, in a perpetual cycle.
His senior brother Shen Luo stepped forward boldly,
his hair cut and disheveled by sword qi, wildly fluttering, making him look more like a fierce Mad Beast.
Behind him, a fierce image of a black beast loomed, glaring at Han Zhan, ready to tear him apart!
In just a few breaths,
they had exchanged thousands of blows.
The senior brother Shen Luo, in Han Zhan’s eyes, felt like a Wei Qing plus version.
Power, sword skill, realm—all enhanced to that of a Super Sword Cultivator!
A faint white vapor emanated from the bodies of both men.
This was produced from the sudden high-speed movement, the friction with the air, turning their skin a pale pink as their body temperatures soared.
Shen Luo shook his head indifferently.
His gaze was calm, calm yet with madness.
This was his state during battle,
the power of the fifth junior brother Ji Fa astounded him, also exciting him.
"I originally thought you would be defeated quickly."
"It seems, this will be a battle to remember."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure vanished from sight again.
Opposite him, Han Zhan’s figure also disappeared instantly.
Their blurred afterimages collided repeatedly, traversing the sky, as powerful and dangerous sword qi tore the firmament, with black lightning spreading like a web at the points of sword collision.
Another loud bang erupted.
In the sky, Han Zhan’s figure was smashed down.
The entire ground sunk under the massive impact, the shockwave consuming all the remaining vegetation and wild grass around.
The senior brother Shen Luo stood in mid-air with a sword in one hand.
"If you don’t go all out, you’ll die."
"Senior brother, there’s a misunderstanding in this, can’t we wait for Master to return and make a decision?"
Shen Luo shook his head.
"Don’t you understand yet."
"Fate is just an excuse, I also need just an excuse."
"Even if there’s only one possibility, one threat, I will take action."
"Come and fight!"
He wasn’t just trying to resolve the potential threat to Xiqi, but was also looking for an opponent truly capable of rivaling him.
No matter how you look at it, Shen Luo would not stop!
After understanding this, Han Zhan exhaled a deep breath.
He knew that this battle no longer had a chance to stop.
Han Zhan’s eyes turned completely serious, a newly formed golden longsword clutched in his hand.
"Then come!"
As soon as he uttered those words, all his power channeled to his feet, pushing hard to leap up.
The terrifying force made the already sunken pit collapse even more.
Using this force, Han Zhan soared into the sky.
In mid-air, Shen Luo anticipated, attacking first, his sword raised high and precisely slashing at the golden longsword blade in Han Zhan’s hand.
Boom!
The thunderous collision resounded, Han Zhan’s figure was driven back, but there was no time for respite, he again stomped the ground, creating a depression, attacking again!
Boom, boom, boom!
Shen Luo continuously swung his sword in mid-air, his expression indifferent, his black hair swirling like a descended Demon God.
On the ground, in just a few breaths, countless depressions appeared, the terrain seemingly completely altered.
Shen Luo’s right hand felt slightly numb from the impact,
he gritted his teeth, shaking his longsword vigorously.
Han Zhan’s figure finally halted on a massive rock on the ground.
Green radiance was repairing his completely shattered right arm.
The silver light representing the Creation Skill repeatedly washed over him, injecting new Creation Power into his rapidly replenishing cells.
Yet he hadn’t unlocked his full Talent.
In terms of physical strength and Sword Dao, strictly speaking, Shen Luo was still superior!
"It’s been a long time since I’ve faced such a formidable opponent."
"Ji Fa, thank you."
"Next, it’s my turn to make a move!"
Shen Luo’s words caused warning bells to ring in Han Zhan’s heart, he only had time to raise his sword in defense before Shen Luo’s figure appeared before him.
So fast!
Even faster than before!
Shen Luo had stepped into the Divine Realm, his realm not yet entirely stable, but while fighting opponents of the same realm, his realm was consolidating rapidly at an alarming pace.
This was a true battle prodigy, a genuine melee genius.
"Kill!"
Shen Luo slashed with his sword at the golden longsword defending in front of Han Zhan.
Mad Beast-like power surged over.
To endure such an onslaught, Han Zhan’s legs were pressed deep into the ground.
Shen Luo, not giving Han Zhan a chance to catch his breath and recover, twisted his body like a snake turning over, with body mechanics even more exaggerated than a fierce beast, delivering a second sword strike!
Boom!
This strike shattered Han Zhan’s golden longsword, scattering its fragments, reverting them into golden profound text.
Just as Han Zhan intended to form another golden longsword, Shen Luo suddenly released his right hand, letting the falling left hand catch the sword.
Then twisted his body once more for a strike!
Three swords.
And yet, three consecutive full-force strikes from a Divine Realm Sword Cultivator.
The third sword crumbled the incompletely formed golden longsword, then slashed into Han Zhan.
"You’ve lost."
Shen Luo looked at Han Zhan, whom he had struck with his longsword, and spoke coldly.
"Because you’re not pure enough, not crazy enough, you don’t fight instinctively like a true beast."
"That’s why you lost."
Surprisingly, Han Zhan, on the brink of losing his life, still managed to suppress the intense pain and shook his head with a smile at Shen Luo’s words.
"Senior brother, do you know the difference between a king and a steed?"
"A steed, while strong, only follows its instincts, purely in pursuit of battle and power, relishing slaughter."
"But a king is different, a king possesses wisdom, no matter how strong its physical abilities, it won’t be swayed by rampant slaughter, becoming merely a fierce, battle-crazed beast."
"Therefore, a king can tame a fierce beast, turning it into a steed, rather than being defeated by it."
Because a king, too, has the instincts of a king.
It is more rational.
And even more, unhesitant at all costs!
At this time, Han Zhan and Shen Luo were only a body’s length apart.
At this distance,
everything is possible!