A Good Romance
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On the stage, a wave of cheers instantly rang out.
For ordinary spectators, they did not care who won or lost. As long as they could watch an exciting battle, they would be satisfied.
After spending so much money, what they wanted was to see blood and flesh splatter everywhere.
Now that Ling Han had finally seen blood, it naturally caused them to instantly reach a climax.
"Kill, kill, kill!" Some people roared with bloodshot eyes. That madness was not inferior to Zhao Qingfeng's.
Sun Dong was also one of them. As he shouted, he was still waving his arms.
Pa, Lu Xianming immediately delivered a slap.
Sun Dong spun in a circle on the spot. Then, he was dumbfounded, and asked blankly, "Holy Son, why did you hit me?" He looked very aggrieved.
Lu Xianming humphed. As a superior, did he need to give an explanation to his subordinates?
You don't know how to read people's expressions, and you still want to be my trusted aide?
Idiot!
Though Sun Dong liked women by nature, he was very smart. When he discovered that Lu Xianming was showing strong displeasure, he hurriedly started to apologize in a low voice. As for why, that could be discussed later.
On the other side, Cheng Fengyun was even more excited. Because of Ling Han, he had suffered who knew how much. The great young master of the Cheng family actually repeatedly ate rocks, slapped himself, and even ran naked. How could he endure this?
He had held it in for 10 days, and it exploded in an instant. It naturally made him feel extremely good.
"Kill Zhao Qingfeng, kill!" he roared, his face completely red. The veins on his skin were all bulging, and it was very possible that his heart would explode from being too agitated.
Bewitching Maiden Rou was even more nervous, thinking, 'Why hasn't this idiot admitted defeat? Does he have to be beaten to death?'
'What are you trying to show off for?'
To say nothing of her, even the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Maiden was a little uncertain. Though she was very clear about Ling Han's strength, Zhao Qingfeng's battle prowess was too fierce, and he had indeed wounded Ling Han with a single strike.
She couldn't help but worry, her pretty face showing anxiety.
"Brother, this brat can't hold on any longer," Shantian Wu said excitedly.
Under his brother's tyrannical might, he did not dare to make a move on Ling Han, but that did not mean that he did not hate Ling Han. Now that Ling Han was injured, he was excited as if he had been injected with duck blood.
Yamada Jiu, on the other hand, was much more reserved. He smiled, but in his heart, he felt that everything was reasonable.
Zhao Qingfeng was too powerful, and could even instantly defeat the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters of Celestial King Tier forces. Ling Han was at most a Holy Son of a Celestial King Tier force, so he would definitely be unable to withstand a single blow from Zhao Qingfeng.
Being able to persist for so long before getting injured was already beyond his expectations.
Even those mighty figures nodded in agreement. Zhao Qingfeng's strength had already reached the peak stage of the Severing Mundane Tier, and had even surpassed it. That was because there was a large vacuum between the battle prowess of the Severing Mundane Tier and the Dividing Soul Tier, and Zhao Qingfeng was currently in this vacuum.
How could he not be strong?
The audience's cheers were earth-shattering. Almost no one here knew Ling Han, so they naturally wouldn't cheer for him. Instead, they leaned towards the strong.
"Zhao Qingfeng!"
"Zhao Qingfeng!"
"Zhao Qingfeng!"
The audience cheered in unison, and it was as if they wanted to shatter the heavens.
Zhao Qingfeng broke into a sinister grin, and raised his sword horizontally, aiming it at Ling Han. "If you can't completely ignite my Heart of Martial Art, what meaning is there for you to live? Die!"
He roared loudly, and charged towards Ling Han.
"Scram!" Ling Han roared in fury. He brandished his sword to parry the attack. The light of lightning crackled wildly, and there were also flames of fury burning within. He, too, channeled his Divine Fetus, and used the Regulations of Fire.
He had a feeling all along that Zhao Qingfeng hadn't used his full strength. Thus, he had only channeled the Regulations of Lightning from beginning to end, and exchanged blows with the latter.
Now that the latter had revealed his trump card, he, too, began to unleash his true battle prowess.
'You want to break through, and I want to as well. Then, let us be the stepping stone for each other.'
Boom!
The two swords clashed, and a flash of light shot out from the clash of the blades. Very quickly, it turned from a small speck of light into a massive ball of light, and then turned into a terrifying explosion that shot out in all directions.
Peng, peng, peng. All around the arena, formation patterns lit up one after another, blocking the shockwaves that had gone berserk.
Even so, the audience was still in a daze, revealing expressions of absent-mindedness.
Too strong, too f * cking strong!
Was this really the strength that a Severing Mundane Tier should have?
What was even more frightening was that Ling Han had actually turned the tables. His whole body was burning with blazing flames, and he was like a sun god, illuminating the world with his light.
In this exchange, Ling Han was still at a disadvantage, but it was no longer one-sided.
There was a fight to be had.
On the arena, the powerful figures all shut their mouths, and descended into silence.
After a long while, the shorty with braids finally said, "This brat is still only at the peak stage of the third severance."
Ling Han's strength naturally wouldn't be taken seriously by these powerful figures, but the problem was this. A peak stage of the third severance actually stepped into the vacuum between the Severing Mundane Tier and the Dividing Soul Tier. This was too exaggerated.
Then when you advanced into the fourth severance, could it be that you could match a Dividing Soul Tier?
"Matching a Dividing Soul Tier is impossible. Even Yan Xianlu couldn't possibly battle a Dividing Soul Tier at the fourth severance, and could only defeat all Severing Mundane Tiers," a powerful figure said. "Unless …"
"He can advance into the fifth severance!" a few powerful figures said at the same time.
But when they said this, they all shook their heads. This was a possibility that was infinitely close to zero.
"Hehe, since you guys don't like this little brat, then I'll take him as a disciple," the shorty with braids said.
"Old Geezer Hu, the level of battle prowess is one thing, but what does it matter if you take him as a disciple this time?" A tall elder hurriedly stomped his foot. "This brat, I'm also interested in taking him as a disciple!"
"I don't want to take him as a disciple, but I do want to marry into his family!" another powerful figure said.
Suddenly, these powerful figures were already flushed with anger as they argued.
"Hahahaha, now this is a little interesting!" Zhao Qingfeng was not shocked by Ling Han's powerful counterattack, but instead looked delighted. Only when Ling Han was strong enough would he be able to completely stimulate his murderous heart.
"Die!" He laughed wildly as he charged over, his sword brandishing out millions and millions of flashes of Sword Qi that filled the entire arena.
This was his Sword Qi Domain.
Because he was a Metal Element Divine Fetus, he was naturally close to Metal Element, and could control it at will.
Now, the Metal Element of heaven and earth had turned into Sword Qi, and added with his control of Regulations at the peak stage of the fourth severance, this destructive power was unimaginable.
Shua, all the Sword Qi shot out in unison, wanting to turn Ling Han into a hornet's nest.
Xiu, xiu, xiu, the Sword Qi descended, forming a massive ball of swords that completely engulfed Ling Han.
"Is he dead?" On the arena, everyone held their breath. This kind of battle was really too intense, too exciting, so they even forgot to breathe.
Boom!
A burst of flames burned fiercely from within the ball of swords, melting the ball of swords. Ling Han stood proudly, not the slightest bit injured.
Gasp!
The spectators all exclaimed in shock. This was too strong, wasn't it?
Who exactly was this Ling Han? Could it be that he was the Holy Son of some Celestial King Tier-level sect, and had deliberately concealed his identity?
Yet Zhao Qingfeng only laughed madly, his figure flying over, brandishing his sword in a swift slash. His murderous heart was currently burning fiercely. Ling Han's strength had already caused his killing intent to completely boil, and now he was only waiting for the moment he killed Ling Han so that he could complete his ascension.
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