When he saw Duan Lingxing actually wanted to block his Violet Myrtle Flexible Sword, Duan Lingtian sneered.
He spun the Violet Myrtle Flexible Sword and used its blade to intercept Duan Lingxing's palm strike.
Duan Lingxing's face went grim!
He dared to slap down the body of the sword with his palm, but even if he had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare slap down the blade of the sword.
Although he wore the grade eight spirit weapon, Goldsilk Gloves, on his hand, it was impossible for him to go head to head with a sword that was similarly a grade eight spirit weapon …
"Do you think this will work?"
With a flash of light, Duan Lingxing sneered, but he didn't stop and continued slapping out with his palm while circulating his defensive martial skill at the same time …
A high grade Profound Rank defensive martial skill at the Perfection Stage!
Instantly, a layer of defensive qi suffused the surface of his Goldsilk Gloves. His large hand descended, opened and closed, and actually directly grabbed onto the Violet Myrtle Flexible Sword that Duan Lingtian swung out …
The Goldsilk Gloves were already extremely tough and durable, and it was difficult for ordinary swords and blades to damage them.
Now with the addition of the defensive qi, Duan Lingxing relied on the strength of 14 ancient mammoths to forcefully block Duan Lingtian's sword strike that contained the strength of 14 ancient mammoths!
The strength of the two canceled each other out!
Right when the corners of Duan Lingxing's mouth revealed a savage smile, and he intended to use this opportunity to launch an attack at Duan Lingtian.
An icy cold voice entered into his ears. "Do you think I only have this little ability?"
In the next moment.
Duan Lingxing's pupils constricted …
Oh my god!
What did I see!?
Another ancient mammoth silhouette appeared above Duan Lingtian, and adding the 14 ancient mammoth silhouettes from before, a total of 15 ancient mammoth silhouettes had appeared …
The strength of 15 ancient mammoths!
"No … Impossible! How could he possibly possess a grade seven spirit weapon? How could this be possible!? "
Duan Ling Xing's face went ghastly pale, and his voice contained boundless terror. His first thought now was that the spirit weapon in Duan Ling Tian's hand wasn't a grade eight spirit weapon, but a grade seven spirit weapon!
After all, if a ninth level Core Formation martial artist wanted to exert the strength of 15 ancient mammoths, they could only rely on a grade seven spirit weapon to achieve it …
A seventh-grade spirit artifact could increase one's strength by nearly thirty percent!
How could he possibly know?
The Violet Myrtle Flexible Sword in Duan Lingtian's hand was utterly not a grade seven spirit weapon …
Duan Lingtian cultivated the Nine Dragons War Sovereign Technique's Raging Python Form, and after completing the tempering of his fleshly body at the fourth level of the Core Formation Stage, it allowed Duan Lingtian to possess the strength of 12 ancient mammoths that were comparable to a ninth level Core Formation martial artist.
Yesterday morning, Duan Lingtian broke through to the fifth level of the Core Formation Stage and gained the strength of an ancient mammoth!
Now, even if he didn't use a spirit weapon, Duan Lingtian was still able to exert the strength of 13 ancient mammoths …
Once he used a spirit weapon, the strength of 15 ancient mammoths would be at his fingertips.
And at the same instant.
The crowd of spectating Paladin Academy students were all stunned.
"Grade seven spirit weapon!"
"Oh my god, Duan Lingtian actually has a grade seven spirit weapon!"
"Even the Duan Clan probably doesn't have many grade seven spirit weapons … Where did this Duan Lingtian get it?"
...
Their thoughts were the same as Duan Lingxing's. They all thought that Duan Lingtian was relying on a grade seven spirit weapon to be able to exert the strength of 15 ancient mammoths.
"Grade seven spirit weapon?"
The corners of Xiao Yu, Xiao Xun, and Tian Hu's mouths twitched as they revealed bitter smiles. They all felt that Duan Lingtian concealed his strength too deeply …
Even Su Li's gaze slightly flickered and was slightly surprised.
"How could he possibly have a grade seven spirit weapon …?"
Tong Li's expression was incomparably unsightly, and the hand that held onto the black whip tightened.
"Cousin!"
A wisp of distress appeared on Duan Rong's face when he saw this scene.
On the Martial Arts Practice Grounds.
Duan Lingxing's body trembled.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something terrifying, and his gaze descended onto his right hand that held onto Duan Lingtian's Violet Myrtle Flexible Sword. His pupils constricted and his heart trembled. He was instantly terrified and wanted to withdraw his hand …
"What? Regretting extending your hand to grab my sword?"
How could Duan Lingtian not know what Duan Lingxing was thinking when he saw Duan Lingxing's expression? Duan Lingtian sneered as the Violet Myrtle Flexible Sword in his hand moved along with Duan Lingxing's movements.
Whoosh!
The strength of 15 ancient mammoths completely suppressed Duan Lingxing's strength of 14 ancient mammoths!
Duan Lingxing's defensive qi barrier was torn apart by Duan Lingtian's sword strike!
The gold silk glove shattered in response.
"Ah!"
At practically the exact same moment, accompanied by Duan Lingxing's shrill cry, Duan Lingxing's palm was forcefully split into two, and the other half of his palm crashed onto the ground, dyeing the ground red with blood.
Duan Lingxing's body trembled, and when he looked at Duan Lingtian once more, his eyes were filled with terror …
"That sword strike from before was for Li Xuan! Li Xuan, you ought to remember him, right? The little fatty that used his body to block your palm strike for me two years ago and saved my life. "
Duan Lingtian's icy cold gaze descended onto Duan Lingxing.
At that time, if it wasn't for little fatty Li Xuan blocking that palm strike for him, he would have already been killed by Duan Lingxing, and it would be impossible for him to stand here.
He'd once sworn that he would definitely take revenge for Li Xuan!
Whoosh!
Duan Lingtian's figure flashed, and as if transforming into a spirit serpent, he approached Duan Lingxing and struck out with his sword once more.
How could Duan Lingxing, who didn't have a spirit weapon and was injured, dodge this incomparably swift sword strike of Duan Lingtian's …
Instantly, Duan Lingxing let out another shrill cry.
One of his legs was forcefully chopped off by Duan Lingtian, and his entire body lost its support and crashed onto the ground. His body violently trembled as he struggled, and his eyes were filled with despair …
At this moment, how he wished that everything before his eyes was a dream …
But unfortunately, intense pain unceasingly came, causing him to realize that this wasn't a dream, but reality!
"This sword strike was for Kerr! Do you still remember Kerr? That young girl that was injured by you when you wanted to kill me and brandished her sword at you. "
Duan Lingtian walked step by step towards Duan Lingxing, and his tone contained a breathtaking coldness mixed within.
The scenes of the past appeared vividly before his eyes ….
That time, he was almost killed by Duan Lingxing!
The Vice Dean of Paladin Academy, the grey robed old man, looked at the bloody scene before him, yet he didn't have the slightest intention of interfering ….
A life and death battle that was signed with a life and death contract would only end when one party died.
As a witness, he had to set an example!
Moreover, he'd discerned that Duan Lingxing had actually made a move to kill Duan Lingtian in the past ….
He came to a sudden understanding. No wonder Duan Lingtian hated Duan Lingxing so much.
So it turned out that there was a life and death enmity between them!
"So it turns out that this Duan Lingtian and Duan Lingxing had already formed an irreconcilable enmity in the past. No wonder they fought to the death the moment they met!"
"They're both direct descendant disciples of the Duan Clan, but the gap between the two is too great! Duan Lingtian is only around 18 years old, whereas Duan Lingxing seems to be already 23 years old this year. "
"Duan Lingtian defeated a direct descendant disciple of the same clan that's five years older than him. His natural talent can be said to be heaven defying. As expected of the son of Duan Rufeng!"
"Compared to him, this Duan Lingxing is simply worse than trash!"
...
At this moment, not a single one of the Paladin Academy students present took pity on Duan Lingxing.
Smiles appeared on the faces of Xiao Yu and the others.
Duan Lingtian had won!
Duan Rong's body trembled violently as he watched the scene before him, and his face went ghastly pale.
"Duan Lingtian, I'll surely make you die!"
Tong Li glanced at the violet clothed youth in the distance with an icy cold gaze, then she turned around and left.
On the Martial Arts Practice Grounds.
Duan Lingxing barely managed to use his Origin Energy to stop the blood from gushing out from his wounds, and his face was completely devoid of blood and was ghastly pale.
As he gazed at Duan Lingtian who held the bloodstained flexible sword and walked towards him step by step, Duan Lingxing's body trembled, and terror and despair appeared on his face. "Duan Lingtian, you can't kill me. I'm your clan brother, we're all direct descendant disciples of the Duan Clan … You can't kill me …."
Duan Lingxing was stunned when he heard what Duan Lingtian said, then he started laughing.
"Clan brother?"
A mocking smile appeared on Duan Lingtian's face. "Two years ago, when you intended to kill me at the Li clan in Fresh Breeze Town, did you ever think that I was your clan brother? Not to mention two years ago, just now, when you intended to kill me, did you ever think that I was your clan brother? "
"Now, when you see that your advantage is gone and you're at death's door, you consider yourself my clan brother and want me to let you live …. Don't you think it's laughable?"
The Violet Myrtle Flexible Sword in Duan Lingtian's hand was still dripping blood onto the ground ….
Everywhere he passed, blood flowed onto the ground.
After a short moment, Duan Lingtian arrived before Duan Lingxing, and the Violet Myrtle Flexible Sword in his hand was slightly raised ….
Duan Lingxing seemed to have realized that Duan Lingtian wouldn't fall for his trick, and his expression instantly changed as he roared in a stern voice. "Duan Lingtian, if you dare kill me, my parents will absolutely not let you off! You're dead for sure! "
"That cripple?"
Duan Lingtian laughed and didn't mind.
"The 'strength' my father controls far exceeds your imagination. If you're sensible, then you won't kill me."
Duan Lingxing made his final struggle.
However, Duan Lingtian remained unmoved.
"This sword is for myself …."
Under Duan Lingxing's despairing gaze, the sword in Duan Lingtian's hand whistled down and swept past Duan Lingxing's throat.
Hua!
Instantly, blood gushed out.
Duan Lingxing stared with a pair of despairing eyes as he collapsed weakly onto the ground with a bang.
It turned out that the wound that he used his Origin Energy to stop the bleeding had also started to spurt out fresh blood ….
Duan Lingxing, dead!
Clang!
Duan Lingtian put away the Violet Myrtle Flexible Sword, and the corners of his mouth held a trace of a smile ….
This was a smile of relief from a heavy burden!
During these two years, there wasn't a moment when he wasn't thinking of killing Duan Lingxing to take revenge for the enmity of the past ….
Now, everything had ended!
"Hahahaha …."
Feeling a wave of satisfaction in his heart, Duan Lingtian couldn't help but laugh loudly, and his laughter spread throughout the deathly silent Martial Practice Grounds.
Besides the Vice Dean of Paladin Academy and Xiao Yu's group, the other Paladin Academy students looked at the nearby violet-clothed youth with a trace of fear in their eyes ….
This youth was too terrifying!
He was already like this at the mere age of 18, and when he grew up in the future, who knew how heaven defying he would be!
"Come, let's go eat."
After a short moment, Duan Lingtian took a deep breath and calmed his excited mood, then walked towards Xiao Yu's group with a brilliant smile on his face.
The others were speechless.
They glanced at Duan Lingxing's corpse on the Martial Practice Grounds, and their hearts trembled.
Now, this Duan Lingtian still had the appetite to eat?
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