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Ling Han indeed didn't want to tangle with Small Saber King.
The other slaughtered wantonly in a mortal city, causing Ling Han to hate him and put him on his must-kill list. Moreover, after being hunted down several times, did they think Ling Han had no temper?
Now that the other delivered himself to his doorstep, he obviously had to be slaughtered. Previously, he was only toying with the other. In fact, the instant he saw Small Saber King, Ling Han already decided to attack.
"Sky Battle!" Ling Han rose into the air.
"You think I'm afraid of you?" Small Saber King also danced and rose into the air.
The two possibly the strongest geniuses of the young generation stood proudly in the air, separated by three hundred meters, both emitting a powerful presence and extremely confident.
One was like a sword, the other like a saber.
This was a battle of who was stronger between the two geniuses, and also a battle of sword path and saber path.
Everyone watched attentively, and even quite a few people walked out from the palace on the mountain peak, looking up. Flying was forbidden here.
Yao Hui Yue appeared, Lang Ya Tian appeared, and Dong Ling 'er appeared. The best of the young generation almost all appeared, and Small Saber King could be said to represent the extreme. Who dared to underestimate him here?
If Ling Han could defeat him, then his position as the first of the young generation could be confirmed.
Of course, there were still a few freakish freaks that didn't appear. For example, Heaven's Sword Sect had a sword genius comprehending in Heaven's Sword Pool, and Absolute Saber Sect also had Xu Xiu Ran. Although his tier wasn't as high as Small Saber King's, his talent was even more freakish, and defeating Small Saber King in the same tier was as easy as flipping his hand.
Also, Thousand Corpse Sect actually had super geniuses that never appeared. They were still cultivating diligently, and it wasn't time for them to amaze the world.
The older generation was also watching the battle, and even they were very concerned about the outcome of this battle.
"Do we really not interfere?"
"Sword King ordered, let nature take its course."
"But Small Saber King is a well-known figure of Absolute Saber Sect. If he really died here, Lord Heaven Shattering Saber would probably explode in anger!"
"Hehe, of course there's Sword King, what are you afraid of?"
"Also, that brat surnamed Ling is a Heaven Grade alchemist, a Heaven Grade alchemist less than twenty years old. If he really died here, wouldn't the Alchemist Society explode?"
"You're thinking too much. Did the Alchemist Society acknowledge Ling Han 'identity?"
"This …"
The older generation didn't say anything. They decided not to interfere in this battle. Since both sides agreed that this was a battle to the death, then there would be one less Heaven's Chosen after this battle.
Ling Han unsheathed the Demon Birth Sword, and said with a smile, "I really don't want to bully you, but thinking about your ugly face, it seems like bullying you a little isn't bad."
Weng, the Demon Birth Sword was activated, and the four vein-like patterns shone.
As he advanced into the Spiritual Infant Tier, and more importantly, formed Sword Ray, the Demon Birth Sword's power increased once again. But compared to the densely packed vein-like patterns on the blade, four vein-like patterns were really not worth mentioning.
This was natural. Even if a Level Ten Spirit Tool could only display one percent of its power, it would be easy enough to kill a Heaven Tier elite, let alone a Deity Transformation Tier elite.
"So what if it's a tenth-tier Spirit Tool?" Small Saber King snorted coldly. "You're still far from the Shattering Void Tier. Moreover, it's not a Spirit Tool that you nurtured yourself, so it's impossible for it to release its full power. I won't lose to you."
"Whether I lose or not isn't something to brag about, but something to be fought out …" Ling Han laughed heartily, and stretched out his left hand in a crooked gesture. "Come, come, come, let me teach you what's called a freak … what's called a genius …"
"Arrogant," Small Saber King charged out and slashed with his long saber. A three-meter-long Saber Ray slashed out from the saber, as if it could even split heaven and earth into two.
Ling Han swung his sword to block, and similarly, a Sword Ray shot out.
Peng!
The two Rays collided, severing each other and turning into endless shattered light at the same time, falling down from the sky.
The first move, they were evenly matched.
However, everyone was dumbstruck. Small Saber King was in the Deity Transformation Tier, and he himself was a super genius, able to challenge those of a higher tier, but even so, he actually only fought to a draw with Ling Han in one blow. How inconceivable was this!
"Damn it …" Small Saber King clenched his teeth. Actually, his power held the advantage, but Ray's power didn't just depend on power, but was also affected by the amount of Qi and the quality of the weapon unleashed.
The amount of Qi on both sides should be the same, both breaking through to the limit of thirty flashes. Then, Ling Han's Ray being able to fight to a draw with him was because of the treasured sword in his hand.
A tenth-tier Spirit Tool, even if its battle prowess couldn't be fully unleashed, its quality was higher than a ninth-tier one — this was something that didn't need to be doubted.
Small Saber King was very displeased. He obtained an ancient dynasty's treasury, but actually lost to his opponent in a contest of treasures. But a tenth-tier Spirit Tool … how many could there be in the whole world?
"Merely relying on the might of a Spirit Tool …" Small Saber King snorted coldly, and already charged over, slashing at Ling Han. He knew that Ling Han's movement technique was fast, so he fought in close combat, not giving Ling Han the advantage of speed.
"Close combat …" Ling Han sneered. "You're seeking your own death …" He also cultivated physical arts, and under the tempering of the Indestructible Heaven's Scroll, his physique was even more tyrannical. Close combat was his super strong suit.
In close combat, how many attacks you could unleash in a short period of time completely depended on your body's strength, such as the shaking of your wrist, the brandishing of your arms, and the kicking of your legs, which had absolutely nothing to do with Origin Power.
In long-range combat, you could endlessly eject Origin Power and turn it into attacks; it was completely different.
Ding, ding, ding, the two fought in close combat. Saber and sword continuously collided, releasing endless brilliance.
"What …" Small Saber King was extremely shocked. In close combat, he was actually completely suppressed by Ling Han!
What kind of physique did Ling Han have? In the same time of a heartbeat, he could only unleash ten attacks, but Ling Han could unleash as many as a hundred, crushing him by more than ten streets.
Small Saber King hurriedly leaped, wanting to leave. In close combat with Ling Han, he was completely using his own weakness to meet the enemy's strength; he couldn't be any more stupid.
"It's easy to get close, but if you want to pull away, is that up to you?" Ling Han turned into lightning and chased after Small Saber King. Activating the Thunderclap Ninth Heaven, his speed was ridiculously fast.
"Damn it, this is mine … mine …" Small Saber King revealed a crazed expression. This Thunderclap Ninth Heaven should be a Mystical Power that belonged to him, and if he learned it, then with his saber technique and speed, who could rival him in the same age level?
Moreover, it carried the power of lightning, and every time they clashed, it made his whole body tremble as Origin Power ran amok in his meridians, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.
"You'd better go die, I'll burn it for you," Ling Han said with a cold smile.
"No need, I'll come and take it myself!" Small Saber King opposed with equal harshness.
Ling Han's long sword struck consecutively, and was just about to kill Small Saber King in one go, but a warning sign suddenly rose up in his heart, and he suddenly reached out to grab behind him.
Pa!
A transparent arm appeared out of thin air and attacked straight for the back of Ling Han's head, but the fist was caught by the hand Ling Han had just extended, and couldn't advance an inch.
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