(Second Update!)
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Feixue also understood.
The Temporal Temple had never taken the initiative to fight for a spot in the Blood Wave Realm.
This was because there were not many cultivators in the Temporal Temple. In every era, there were only a few top Immortal Saints who met the requirements and had the potential and strength to compete for opportunities in the Blood Wave Realm. Usually, five spots were enough, so there was no need for the Temporal Temple to fight for it.
Don't forget that the top forces in the Absolute Beginning Divine World had more than five spots to enter the Blood Wave Realm every time.
Take Carefree Mansion for example. Carefree Mansion was only the overlord of the Second Heaven. It was not as good as the Four Divine Clans and the Eight Heavenly Sects in the Third Heaven, let alone the Three Great Sacred Realms. However, Carefree Mansion had more than five spots to enter the Blood Wave Realm every time.
If Carefree Mansion was like this, the Temporal Temple, one of the Three Great Freedom Alliances, would not have many spots even if they had ten or even twenty spots.
He did not fight for it before, but now, because of the special situation, if Duan Lang could really defeat Jian Wushuang, Hall Master Bai Xing could naturally help Duan Lang get a spot. He did not even need to spend much effort.
"Don't be happy too early."
Hall Master Bai Xing looked down at Duan Lang and said coldly, "If you defeat Heavenly Sword Marquis, I will naturally help you get a spot. But if you lose to Jian Wushuang, then you will be punished by me. Do you accept it?"
"Punishment?" Duan Lang's expression changed.
He also understood that Hall Master Bai Xing's status was not something he could question.
Since he had already questioned it, unless he could prove that he was stronger than Jian Wushuang … he had to accept the punishment.
"I accept." Duan Lang nodded directly.
He was full of confidence in his strength and did not think that he would be defeated by Jian Wushuang.
"Well, the two of you can fight in this space-time. Remember, if either of you collapses, you lose," Hall Master Bai Xing said.
Jian Wushuang and Duan Lang nodded heavily.
In this isolated space, Duan Lang stared at Jian Wushuang with a hint of hostility in his eyes. "Heavenly Sword Marquis, even I admire your ability to surpass levels. However, it's a pity that you need absolute strength to travel in the Blood Wave Realm. Is your strength enough?"
"Whether it's enough or not, you'll know once you try." Jian Wushuang only smiled indifferently. "Don't talk so much nonsense. Just do it. If you really have the ability, just defeat me directly. Otherwise … I'm afraid you, an Immortal Saint, won't be able to bear the punishment of Palace Master Bai Xing."
Duan Lang's heart trembled when he heard the word 'punishment'. However, his gaze quickly became determined.
"If you don't want to receive Hall Master Bai Xing's punishment, you just have to defeat him."
Duan Lang muttered. With a flip of his hand, a purple long spear appeared in his hand. This long spear gave off an extremely cold and bone-piercing feeling. Its power was also very astonishing. Although it had not reached the level of a supreme treasure, it was definitely the best and most top-level holy treasure. It was definitely not lower than Jian Wushuang's Blood Mountain Sword.
Jian Wushuang had also taken out his Blood Mountain Sword.
"Heavenly Sword Marquis, be careful!"
As soon as Duan Lang finished speaking, his figure had already rushed out with a whoosh.
The distance between the two of them was instantly crossed by Duan Lang.
"Star Illusion Spear!"
With a stern shout, the charming purple long spear in Duan Lang's hand instantly pierced through the void and stabbed toward Jian Wushuang. The tip of the long spear flickered with purple demonic light, just like Fo Yi's Purple Star, illuminating the void.
"This speed …"
Jian Wushuang's pupils constricted. He waved his Blood Mountain Sword and immediately went up to meet it.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
The densely packed sound of metal clashing could be heard continuously in the spacetime. In a short period of time, Jian Wushuang and Duan Lang had already fought head-on for no less than ten times. Moreover, regardless of the speed of their bodies, swords, or spears, both of them were astonishingly fast.
It was normal. After all, both of them were comprehending Space-time Rules of Order and their comprehension level was extremely high. Space-time Rules of Order was best at speed.
Suddenly, Duan Lang raised both of his hands and the long spear in his hand changed from a stab to a smash. A violent and scorching power condensed in his long spear. The body of the spear was like a dragon's body as it directly swung toward Jian Wushuang. Jian Wushuang blocked with his sword. Just as the spear came into contact with the body of the long spear, Duan Lang suddenly withdrew the long spear and then pushed it forward.
The withdrawal and push seemed simple, but it was an extremely flexible use of spear skills.
Jian Wushuang's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise and his body immediately retreated.
"So powerful!"
Jian Wushuang stood at the edge of the void. His eyes were burning as he stared at Duan Lang in front of him.
Even though he and Duan Lang had only just exchanged blows and neither of them had revealed their true strength, the spear art that Duan Lang had displayed in such a short exchange had already shocked Jian Wushuang quite a bit.
The exquisiteness of Duan Lang's spear skill was even above Jian Wushuang's Sword Principle. Moreover, Duan Lang's comprehension of the Spacetime Rules of Order seemed to be stronger than Jian Wushuang's. In the continuous collision just now, it looked like they were evenly matched. However, Jian Wushuang knew that he was at a disadvantage because the speed of his sword was slightly slower than the speed of Duan Lang's spear.
Even though it was only a tiny bit slower, that tiny bit was still a gap.
"Heavenly Sword Marquis, is that all you have?" Duan Lang held the spear in one hand and stared at Jian Wushuang with an extremely cold gaze.
"Haha, interesting." The corner of Jian Wushuang's mouth curled into a smile. Following that, a large amount of golden divine power condensed behind him. The ninety thousand feet tall Divine God of Punishment condensed in the blink of an eye. Those cold golden eyes had the ability to capture one's soul as they looked down at Duan Lang.
Duan Lang narrowed his eyes, but his expression did not change at all.
"Again!"
Jian Wushuang's figure once again rushed forward.
"Humph!"
Duan Lang snorted coldly. His figure was like a ghost. In an instant, the purple stars once again shone in the void.
Clang! Clang!
After two consecutive exchanges, Duan Lang immediately sensed that Jian Wushuang was different from before.
"The power is a little stronger, and the speed is also a little faster. It's indeed a little stronger than before, but that's not enough!" Duan Lang's deep voice reverberated in the entire world. Then, his spear skills finally erupted.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Streaks of purple light pierced out one after another like purple electric snakes. The speed was at least thirty percent faster than when he fought with Jian Wushuang earlier!
One had to know that when Jian Wushuang fought with him earlier, he felt that the speed of Duan Lang's spear was slightly faster than his sword.
On this basis, Duan Lang's spear speed was thirty percent faster?
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