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Boom, boom, boom!
Ling Han swung his fists in anger. He had to force Wu Zhe to admit defeat. This was what he owed the Rain Emperor.
It had to be said that seeds were all supreme prodigies, and Wu Zhe was a king among seeds. His strength was incredibly powerful.
Ling Han had cultivated every cultivation level to perfection, but he wasn't the only one in this world who could do this.
At least, Wu Zhe was also a prodigy like this.
If Ling Han hadn't formed his fifth Mountain River, then no matter how freakish he was, he would only be able to take a beating in front of Wu Zhe. But even now, there was no obvious difference in their strength.
However, Ling Han possessed a physique that was truly invincible among his peers. This was a huge advantage, and it allowed him to have fewer qualms when he attacked. He could focus more of his power on offense.
In contrast, though Wu Zhe had used a secret technique and could "injure" Ling Han, this definitely couldn't last for long.
The two of them clashed, and blood spurted out.
"Heavens, so the Mountain River Tier can be this powerful!"
"In comparison, I'm like a small cultivator who hasn't even reached the Mountain River Tier yet."
"I definitely have to form my fifth Mountain River!"
Everyone hugged their heads and exclaimed in shock. Many people even made the decision to not break through to the Sun Moon Tier until they formed their fifth Mountain River. This had a huge impact on the Majestic Heaven Sect. That was because among this group of people, there were indeed a few who formed their fifth Mountain River and had outstanding battle prowess. However, most of them were stuck at the Mountain River Tier for the rest of their lives, and they didn't even have the chance to reach the Sun Moon Tier.
After all, even for seed-level prodigies, the fifth Mountain River was still far beyond their reach.
Ling Han roared endlessly. He used his Sword Dao, combining the Fast Technique with the Sword of the Great Dao. Not only was he extraordinarily fast, but he also possessed terrifying destructive power.
This was his own Dao, and he called it the "Lightning Sword Technique".
It was named lightning because lightning was the fastest in the world, and the might of lightning was also incredibly terrifying. It was compatible with his Dao, just like the Rain Emperor's Son of Heaven Fist Technique. As his cultivation level increased, the might of the Lightning Sword Technique would also increase.
Because this wasn't a fixed technique, but rather a kind of concept, a kind of comprehension of the great dao.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Ling Han wielded the Divine Demon Sword, and he became one with the sword, elevating the might of his Lightning Sword Technique to a whole new level.
Wu Zhe groaned in pain. He was already struggling to deal with Ling Han alone, much less when there was still the Divine Demon Sword. This was a God Tool that Ling Han had nurtured, and it was in perfect harmony with him. Thus, he could maximize the might of the Divine Demon Sword.
He was suppressed. From returning five moves out of ten, to returning one move out of ten. In the end, he was only left with the power to defend. Everyone knew that even though he hadn't admitted defeat, he had already lost.
He had lost, and there was no excuse at all.
In a battle of the same level, one's strength was inferior.
Everyone fell silent. However, many people looked excited. Wu Zhe and the others had already occupied the position of king tiers of the Mountain River Tier for far too long. It was time for new elites to rise up and challenge their positions.
And the person who had blown the horn to charge was none other than Ling Han.
The new disciples were all ambitious in the first place, and now that they had been inspired by Ling Han, they were all filled with confidence. They were filled with desire for the pinnacle level of the Mountain River Tier because as long as they could reach this level, they would be able to challenge the old king tiers like Ling Han and replace them.
Ling Han's battle had begun the prelude to the toppling of empires.
After a few more exchanges, Wu Zhe was sent flying by Ling Han's sword, leaving behind an extremely deep wound on his chest. This was still because Ling Han had held back. Otherwise, he would have been sliced in half at the waist.
This was only a spar, and Ling Han was only seeking justice for the Rain Emperor. The two of them weren't mortal enemies.
However, having been defeated in public, Wu Zhe would definitely hate Ling Han from now on.
Wu Zhe glared at Ling Han hatefully, and suddenly turned to leave, not caring that the tea tasting and dao discussion had yet to end.
"Umm … Junior Brother Wu, where are the tea leaves?" Ling Han asked with a smile. Since there was already enmity, he didn't mind deepening it further.
Wu Zhe's footsteps paused, and he didn't even look back. He raised his hand, and 10 sparkling and translucent tea leaves were tossed out. These were the 10 Serene Poplar Tea Leaves that he had promised. However, he hadn't tossed them to Ling Han, but to He Tao.
He continued to walk, and soon descended the mountain peak. His figure disappeared into the swirling clouds.
Ling Han clapped his hands indifferently, and returned to his original position. He closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
His expression was calm, but a strong sense of wariness rose up in his heart toward He Tao and the other king tiers.
In terms of battle prowess alone, he really wasn't much stronger than Wu Zhe. However, he had the Divine Demon Sword, and this God Tool was extremely powerful. Even though it hadn't reached Level Four, it had already displayed extraordinary might.
Secondly, his physique was far too powerful, and he could largely ignore his opponent's attacks.
However, what if there were some secret techniques or God Tools that could target his physique?
At least, his physique wasn't invincible before he reached Saint King Tier.
He couldn't become one of the Little Six Kings after winning a single match. Once it was a life-and-death battle, who knew how many trump cards the Little Six Kings still had? Who knew what kind of terrifying brilliance they could unleash?
Of course, Ling Han was only being cautious, and didn't dare to be careless. However, he still had the confidence that he was invincible.
Ding Ping's face was filled with excitement as he looked at his master.
Too powerful!
His master was like this, always giving him surprises. Just then, he had said that he wasn't qualified to enter the Majestic Heaven Sect, and he had jumped out with a bang. Just then, he had said that the Little Six Kings were invincible, and yet Wu Zhe had been defeated.
He definitely had to use Ling Han as a role model. He didn't seek to surpass his master, but he definitely couldn't embarrass his master and weaken his master's reputation.
The sparring continued.
However, after witnessing the battle between Ling Han and Wu Zhe, everyone felt that the following battles were extremely boring. The people here were boring, and the people who fought were naturally also boring. Soon, no one dared to challenge them anymore. Instead, they began to discuss Martial Art.
The people here were all geniuses, and none of them could be perfect in all aspects. Instead, they all had their own strengths. Thus, even a cultivator in the low extreme could give a unique opinion, causing the others to nod in agreement.
The atmosphere became more and more lively. Everyone didn't hide anything, and shared their own insights with the others. Of course, it was impossible for them to share their secret techniques and martial techniques with others. That wouldn't be generous, but idiotic.
Ling Han also benefited greatly. His Lightning Sword Technique was derived from his understanding and destruction of the great dao. Thus, everyone's comprehension of the great dao could bring him inspiration and inspiration.
He also generously shared some of his insights, but the core parts, such as the Lightning Sword Technique, were definitely not taught.
"Hehe, the water is finally ready. Everyone, let's drink some tea," He Tao said with a smile. He Tao said with a smile. Finally, hot air floated out of the small kettle. The strange thing was that the hot air gathered together and did not dissipate. Instead, it formed all sorts of strange shapes.
As expected of Divine Water. Just this kettle alone was priceless.
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