The atmosphere on the Sacred Battle Platform turned silent. In the end, the four of them weren't in a hurry to battle and chose to close their eyes in meditation.
After a period of time, the prince of Radiant Gold issued a challenge to Fan Miaoyu. The stone platform the two of them were on appeared in the center of the Sacred Battle Platform.
Resplendent golden light flickered and danced in the air. It was sharp and dazzling. These rays of golden light were like thin fragments of gold that gathered on his body, giving him a layer of armor. After that, they danced in front of his palm and a golden spear appeared. A terrifying sharpness permeated the air with him as the center.
At this instant, this prince who was clad in golden armor seemed to be cast from pure gold. His defense was unrivalled, impossible to break through.
Upon seeing how powerful he was, the crowd couldn't help but to doubt. Was he really the weakest among the four of them?
The true intent of the Mandate of Metal, regardless of offense or defense, was extremely powerful.
"Chi, chi …" An ear-piercing sound directly rang out in the eardrums of the prince. The ears of the prince from the Radiant Gold Ancient Country were instantly covered by a layer of gold. Fan Miaoyu had comprehended the true intent of the Mandate of Sound. This was an extremely rare type of true intent, she could use sound waves to disturb the state of mind of others, and even use sound waves to kill.
Fan Miaoyu quietly stood there. However, the crowd could see the brows of the prince of Radiant Gold furrowed, as though he was feeling extremely uncomfortable. He had no way to close his six senses, how could he block the invading sound waves? That ear-piercing sound rang out unceasingly in his mind. This sound was extremely unpleasant to the ears and could drive people crazy.
The sound waves were formless and formless, causing people to be unable to sense that Fan Miaoyu was already attacking.
The prince of Radiant Gold no longer had any other sounds in his ears. His state of heart grew increasingly restless as his senses grew weaker. Although he had closed his ears, he was still being affected by the sound waves. The only thing he could do now was to attack or he would be driven crazy.
It was unknown when Qin Wentian had opened his eyes, staring at this battle. The crown prince of the Radiant Gold ancient country unleashed his attack, as his golden spear pierced out. Instantly, rows after rows of golden spears appeared, piercing towards Fan Miaoyu with unstoppable might.
Fan Miaoyu finally stepped out. With a wave of her jade-like hands, numerous musical notes manifested in the air. Each and every one of the musical notes trembled as they blasted out, frenziedly slamming into the spear. Sounds of collision rang out unceasingly as the sound of collision rang out unceasingly. The spear was shattered into pieces.
Fan Miaoyu flicked her palms forward. Instantly, a formless sound wave gushed forth, forming a gigantic net that enveloped the prince of Radiant Gold.
A sharp light flashed in Qin Wentian's eyes. The power of sound waves was invisible and hard to capture.
The indestructible golden spear in the hands of the prince of Radiant Gold erupted forth. Although he managed to shatter several of the musical notes, the formless gigantic net was still able to envelop him.
"BANG, BANG, BANG!" The body of the prince of Radiant Gold was already completely enveloped by a layer of golden light. However, that golden shell of his was already riddled with holes. Although the power of Fan Miaoyu's musical notes couldn't be compared to physical attacks, it was still extremely terrifying. If it wasn't for the fact that the prince of Radiant Gold had an extremely high defense, he would have already died in Fan Miaoyu's hands.
Although the two of them hadn't unleashed their full strength yet, the ending of the battle was already foreseeable. When the prince of Radiant Gold unleashed his overwhelming attacks, Fan Miaoyu actually continued to strengthen herself. Ultimately, the prince of Radiant Gold could only choose to concede.
After witnessing this battle, Qin Wentian was thinking, if he was the one fighting against Fan Miaoyu, what would the situation be like?
Fan Miaoyu's control over the true intent of sound waves didn't lose out to his true intent of force. If the two of them fought, his chances of victory would be extremely slim. There was a high possibility that he would be defeated.
With the prince of Radiant Gold eliminated, there were only three participants left on the Sacred Battle Platform.
Qin Wentian, Wu Teng and Fan Miaoyu.
"Wu Teng." Qin Wentian suddenly spoke. Wu Teng turned his gaze onto him as both of them stood up.
"I really want to see if my true intent of axe is stronger or if your true intent of force is stronger." Wu Teng spoke to Qin Wentian.
"In that case, let's fight using our true intents first." Qin Wentian replied as an ancient halberd appeared in his hands.
"Right." Wu Teng took out an axe as the two of them walked towards each other. All of a sudden, both of them attacked at the same time.
Wu Teng's axe chopped down. It was as ordinary as ever, but the aura it exuded was as though he was chopping down a tree, easily cleaving it apart.
Qin Wentian's ancient halberd directly collided with the axe. In that instant, Qin Wentian felt a surge of energy directly penetrating through his ancient halberd and into his body, cleaving him into two. In just an instant, Qin Wentian loosened his grip on the ancient halberd. With a cracking sound, the ancient halberd split into two neatly from the middle. The cut was extremely smooth, as though it was really cleaved apart by an axe.
Naturally, when Qin Wentian's ancient halberd broke apart, Wu Teng's axe also directly split apart. At the instant of collision, Wu Teng felt an all-pervasive force seeping into every single particle of the axe in his hands, wanting to seep into his body. If he didn't loosen his grip, his entire body would have been destroyed by this force.
Although the two of them clashed in a simple manner, only they knew how dangerous it was.
"Awesome." Wu Teng was truly impressed by Qin Wentian. It hadn't been long since he comprehended his true intent, yet he was already able to reach such a level.
"Again." Wu Teng laughed. This time around, he condensed his Astral Energy into an axe as the two of them rushed towards each other, clashing against each other using the true intent of their respective Mandates.
"True intent of Mandates, Truth, Control!" Qin Wentian didn't stop comprehending even as he fought. Ultimately, neither of them could do anything to the other.
"Let's stop our battle first. Wait for me to experience the true intent of sound waves." Wu Teng seemed to be in high spirits as he prepared for his next battle against Fan Miaoyu.
"Mhm." Qin Wentian nodded his head. After which, he retreated back to the stone platform and closed his eyes once again, silently contemplating.
The situation on the Sacred Battle Platform caused the spectators outside to be speechless. Right now, the atmosphere inside wasn't as tense as before. This Wu Teng seemed more like a martial fanatic, wanting to test out different types of true intent instead of trying to prove himself. In this aspect, he was somewhat similar to Qin Wentian.
However after that, when Wu Teng and Fan Miaoyu sparred, Wu Teng was affected by the true intent of sound waves. He felt extremely stifled, and the two of them no longer restricted themselves to a battle of true intents. Instead, they erupted into an all-out battle, causing the spectators to be filled with excitement.
This battle was a battle between the strongest two. Fan Miaoyu's strength was so strong that it was terrifying, while Wu Teng had once again surpassed the imaginations of the spectators. Other than his Mandate of Mandates, he had also infused his true intent into his innate techniques, allowing him to unleash a terrifying might. The two of them fought for an entire hour, and the battle was still ongoing.
"How powerful."
The spectators were all stunned. At this moment, Wu Teng seemed to have transformed into an ancient war god. His axe techniques were so powerful that they could split the heavens and earth apart. Not only that, the Shadow of a War God could also be seen, augmenting his combat prowess.
"Too powerful, did Wu Teng manage to suppress Fan Miaoyu?" The eyes of the spectators flickered with excitement. They finally understood why Wu Teng only used his true intent to fight against Qin Wentian, and didn't use his full strength against Qin Wentian. Wu Teng didn't want to bully Qin Wentian because his cultivation base was lower than his. If Wu Teng truly erupted with his full strength, Qin Wentian wouldn't be able to block him at all.
"Wu Teng is actually the number one ranker of the Sacred Battle Platform this time around? How shocking. Although Wu Teng is powerful, his fame in the past was far from being comparable to the era-suppressing geniuses. "
Wu Teng sent Fan Miaoyu flying through the air, causing the hearts of the spectators to pound wildly.
"You are very strong, but you are still a little lacking. Just admit defeat." Wu Teng stared at Fan Miaoyu as he spoke.
"Wu Teng of the War Country, the people of the Royal Sacred Region have all underestimated you. But today, you will still lose for sure." Fan Miaoyu's voice was calm. Wu Teng stared at her with some bewilderment in his eyes. After which, he felt another terrifying surge of energy gushing towards him. Wu Teng carefully sensed it, and after that, he was completely dumbfounded.
However, Wu Teng wasn't an ordinary person. He quickly regained his composure and bitterly smiled, "Since you've already comprehended two types of true intent, it's not an injustice for me to lose this battle. I admit defeat."
"Wu Teng, you are a late bloomer, yet you have already utilized all sorts of different types of energy to the pinnacle. With such a steady and steady foundation, when you step into the Celestial Phenomenon Realm in the future, you would definitely be an extraordinary one." Fan Miaoyu felt a sense of sympathy towards Wu Teng. "Do you know of Wu Mu?"
Wu Teng stared at Fan Miaoyu as he laughed, "If it wasn't for Senior Wu Mu's guidance, although I myself am already very strong, I still wouldn't be able to defeat you if I wanted to use the same type of true intent."
After speaking, Wu Teng calmly left the Sacred Battle Platform. He had been accumulating strength for many years, and after receiving the guidance of the Realmlord of the Immortal Martial Realm, it was only because of this that he erupted and became famous throughout the Sacred Battle Platform. Although he was defeated, everyone here understood that Wu Teng's name would soon be known by many. Being able to suppress Fan Miaoyu while using the same type of true intent, there was no need to mention how strong he was.
"The strongest is still Fan Miaoyu after all. She has actually comprehended two types of true intent." The hearts of the spectators sighed. This battle on the Sacred Battle Platform was finally coming to an end. Fan Miaoyu was indeed worthy of being one of the eight era-suppressing geniuses.
Fan Miaoyu stared at the last person on the Sacred Battle Platform, the person she admired the most. Back then in the Immortal Martial Realm when he defeated her, this person had once told her that the era was changing, causing her to sigh with the feeling that a Heaven's Chosen would eventually be replaced by someone else.
Qin Wentian seemed to have sensed Fan Miaoyu's gaze. He opened his eyes and smiled at her.
"Although the era is changing, I don't wish to be abandoned so early. At the very least, if you want to use me as a stepping stone to rise up, I'm afraid it won't be so fast. You should be proud of your battle achievements on the Sacred Battle Platform." Fan Miaoyu stared at Qin Wentian as she continued, "But today, this place still belongs to me."
Qin Wentian stared at Fan Miaoyu as a smile appeared on his face. He then emotionlessly replied, "I'm afraid I have to disappoint you."
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