A Good Romance
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Ling Han was as still as a mountain, appearing extremely calm.
It was already time for the finals to begin, but Ling Han still didn't change at all.
'He's way too good at pretending.'
Zhu Xiu 'er smirked coldly. Regardless of whether Ling Han lowered his head or not, he wouldn't have a good ending.
If he lowered his head, he would become her slave. If he didn't, he would miss the finals and be despised by everyone. He would be a coward who didn't even dare to fight.
From the moment that Ling Han sat here, it meant that he had already lost.
Outside, the public square was already filled with people. This was the final battle, and it was also destined to be the most spectacular battle between dragons and tigers. Everyone wanted to witness with their own eyes who would become the true King of Kings within this batch of freshmen.
It wasn't someone who had been appointed by someone, but rather someone who had fought their way to first place.
However, it was already time. Where was Ling Han?
Gu Daoyi stood on the arena. He was a Divine Fetus, and there was a natural layer of celestial light on his skin. It was as if he didn't belong to this world, and he could break through the void and fly away at any time.
His expression was dark. He had been tied down by Empress Luan Xing in the Sunken Abyss Valley, and he hadn't been able to clinch first place. This had always been his regret. He wanted to completely defeat Ling Han in today's battle and establish his position as the number one king tier of the younger generation.
Without this battle, even if he had been appointed by nine Saints, it wouldn't be enough.
However, Ling Han had actually arrived late?
Humph, could it be that this guy had chickened out?
Perhaps, as long as he didn't participate in this battle, he would never be able to claim his title.
'This despicable and shameless guy …'
"Wait for an hour. If he doesn't appear within the time limit, he'll forfeit," a teacher said.
The spectators were in an uproar. Ling Han was actually chickening out? As a king tier, it was better for him to forfeit than to cower. How would he be able to face others in the future? He would leave a stain that could never be washed away.
"What's wrong with Master?" Jiuyao and Ding Ping naturally didn't believe that Ling Han would cower.
"Wei Zhen," Empress Luan Xing said, a sharp glint flashing in her eyes.
Wei Zhen had called him over, but he still hadn't appeared. This definitely had something to do with him.
"Let's go find him," the Rain Emperor and Notionless Saint said.
"No need." Empress Luan Xing shook her head. "Trust him."
Ling Han had the Black Tower, so at least his life wouldn't be in danger. Moreover, they were no match for Wei Zhen. If Wei Zhen really wanted to forcefully detain Ling Han, then it would be useless even if they went. Instead, they might even cause trouble for Ling Han.
With her understanding of Ling Han, she believed that Ling Han would definitely take action.
Long Xiangyue, Second in the World, and the others were all waiting. Although they did not know much about Ling Han, they did not believe that he was a coward who did not even dare to fight.
Ling Han suddenly opened his eyes. Xiu, he burst forth with his full speed, and activated the Star Plucking Step. He was as fast as flowing light.
"Hmph, I've long since been waiting for you," sneered Wei Zhen. A large hand pressed out, suppressing the world.
Not only was he at the consummate level of the Eternal River Tier, but he had also reached the peak stage. Even if he was inferior to Ren Feiyun and Qi Tian, he was still not someone that Ling Han could contend with.
Boom! His palm descended, yet he controlled his power to an extremely small area. It did not even lift a single hair on Zhu Xiu 'er's head.
"Huh?" However, Wei Zhen exclaimed in surprise. This was because he discovered that his palm had not struck Ling Han at all.
Where was he?
He retracted his palm, only to discover that there was nothing beneath him.
It was clear that Ling Han had not been reduced to dust by his attack. Instead, he had mysteriously disappeared.
"Spatial God Tool!" he and Zhu Xiu 'er exclaimed at the same time.
"No!" Wei Zhen immediately shook his head, and said, "Spatial God Tools have form, so there are bound to be traces." He spread his divine sense and searched inch by inch. He did not miss even a speck of dust.
However, the Black Tower was millions and millions of times smaller than a speck of dust. It was like a true mustard seed, so it was impossible for him to find it. At the very least, it was impossible for him to do so with his cultivation level.
Ling Han had disappeared!
Right at this moment, Ling Han reappeared. Shua! He dashed forward like an arrow.
Wei Zhen hurriedly chased after him, and he unleashed another palm strike at an incredible speed.
Boom! His palm struck out, and Ling Han disappeared again. However, it was only an instant before Ling Han reappeared. He had dodged Wei Zhen's attack, and he was fleeing like a fleeing rabbit.
"Damn it! How is this possible?!" Wei Zhen exclaimed in shock as he chased after him.
He was certain that Ling Han had definitely hidden himself in a Spatial God Tool. He had not used some kind of secret technique. However, Spatial God Tools were only capable of storing living beings. They were not invisible and formless.
'Damn it!'
He unleashed a few palm strikes in quick succession, yet Ling Han easily dodged all of them. He had no choice but to change his strategy. He suddenly unleashed his full power, and he instantly leaped over Ling Han's head. He knew that Ling Han was going to participate in the tournament, so his goal was very clear. He was going to block Ling Han's path.
No matter how powerful a Spatial God Tool is, it can't pass through my body, right?
His figure flashed past, and he immediately turned around to block Ling Han. If Ling Han didn't want to face him head-on, he could only retreat. That would be completely different from his original plan.
Shua! However, a streak of sword light suddenly flashed, and it slashed toward him.
Ling Han drew out his broken wooden sword, and his demonic patterns lit up. His body and sword became one, and he actually launched a ferocious attack.
Wei Zhen was initially startled, but he immediately chuckled coldly.
'What a joke! You're only at the low extreme. So what if you're a prodigy and a king tier? You can close the gap of over three minor levels!' He didn't hesitate to parry Ling Han's attack. This was despite the fact that he was far from being able to unleash his most powerful attack.
The sword arrived.
The broken wooden sword was only there to destroy Wei Zhen's attack. Now that it was imbued with all of Ling Han's power, it instantly tore through Wei Zhen's attack with ease. Even if some of the shockwaves struck Ling Han's body, he would still be able to endure them with his powerful physique.
Ling Han roared in anger as he continued to push the broken wooden sword forward.
This strike contained the fury that he had endured for an entire day.
Pu!
A wound instantly appeared on Wei Zhen's palm. However, a massive power surged over, and Ling Han was still sent flying.
"Wah!" Ling Han spat out a mouthful of blood. Blood also seeped out of his skin.
Even though he had taken advantage of Wei Zhen's distraction, even though he had already activated 10 killing formations, even though his physique was only slightly inferior to Level 15 Godly metal, and even though he had wounded Wei Zhen with a single strike, he was still severely wounded.
"Brat," Wei Zhen said with a smile. How many years had it been since he had last been wounded?
Not only was this brat extraordinarily talented, but he was also extremely daring. He had actually dared to clash head-on with him! However, the gap between their cultivation levels was far too great. Even though Ling Han had wounded him, he had paid an even greater price.
"En!"
Wei Zhen's expression suddenly changed. He discovered that not only was blood flowing endlessly from his wound, but his Origin Power was also flowing endlessly. In fact, even his life force was trembling, and it seemed like it was about to leak out.
'What's going on?'
He raised his hand in shock, only to discover that his wound was pitch-black like a bottomless abyss.
Not good!
Wei Zhen couldn't care less about Ling Han any longer. He hurriedly sat down in a cross-legged position and suppressed his injuries. Otherwise, his blood, Origin Power, and vitality would all be completely drained.
Ling Han sheathed his sword. He didn't use the Indestructible True Fluid, either. Instead, he charged toward the arena.
At this moment, a teacher had already walked onto the arena. He said, "Since Ling Han has forfeited, I hereby announce that the first place of this freshmen assessment is …"
"Who said I forfeited?" Shua! Ling Han charged onto the arena, his battle intent blazing like fire.
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