"Sir, don't tell me you want the two Class 5 Monster Cores on me as well?" Jian Chen's voice boomed out, echoing through the surroundings and spreading far and wide.
"Hehe, Class 5 Monster Cores may be precious, but they're nothing to me. Wu Yun, I want your battle skill. Give it to me and I won't make things difficult for you," the old man's voice rang out from afar, clearly reaching Jianchen's ears.
In just a few seconds, the old man had closed the distance between Jianchen and the old man. From the initial five kilometers, he was now only four kilometers away.
Jianchen's face became extremely ugly when he saw the old man's terrifying speed. Without any hesitation, he immediately leapt off the back of the Class 1 Magical Beast and began to run as fast as he could. Although this would drain his Saint Force, the speed of a Class 1 Magical Beast was much slower than his full speed. If he continued to remain on the back of the Magical Beast, the old man would probably catch up to him very soon.
Jianchen ran as fast as he could on the ground. The violent movements of his body tore at the terrifying wound on his back. The heart-wrenching pain caused Jianchen's facial muscles to constantly twitch. His face had already become rather pale as beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
If he had been struck in the back by a sword, the pain would not have been so intense. However, the violent movements of his body tore at his back, causing the wound on his back to expand at almost all times. The pain from his muscles slowly tearing apart was basically devastating to his nerves.
Jianchen endured the intense pain on his back as he ran as fast as he could. Although he had not clashed with the old man, Jianchen felt an unprecedented threat from him.
The old man was definitely terrifyingly powerful.
The old man behind him could not help but sneer as he watched Jian Chen flee. He said, "Wu Yun, you're just wasting your energy like this. You won't be able to escape from me." With that, the old man's speed suddenly increased by another thirty percent. The distance between him and Jianchen quickly closed.
Four kilometers …
Three kilometers …
Two kilometers …
The old man was extremely fast. In less than ten minutes, he had closed the distance between him and Jianchen from five kilometers to one kilometer. Even though Jianchen had already increased his speed to the limit, he was still unable to shake off the old man.
Moreover, using his movement technique to escape with all his strength was extremely taxing on Jianchen's Saint Force. In the end, when the old man was less than five hundred meters away from him, Jianchen finally stopped. He turned around and stared at the old man while panting slightly.
Seeing that Jianchen had stopped running, the old man also slowed down. In the end, he stood still twenty meters away from Jianchen. He had a seemingly amiable smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with curiosity and surprise as he sized up Jianchen.
"Wu Yun, that shouldn't be your real name, right? However, that is no longer important to me. However, the fact that you were able to kill over thirty Great Saint Masters with the strength of a high level Saint Master has truly shocked me." The old man said with a smile on his face. His tone was amiable.
Hearing the old man's amiable voice, Jianchen frowned slightly. This voice gave him a faint sense of familiarity, as if he had heard it somewhere before.
Immediately, Jianchen's mind flashed as he suddenly thought of a person. He immediately said in a deep voice, "Old mister, if my guess is correct, you should belong to the Harido Clan of Yellow Earth City, right?" Jianchen had a very deep impression of the Harido Clan. During the Heavenly Phoenix Auction, the people who had gathered over ten of the strongest powers from the surrounding cities actually didn't dare to compete with the Harido Clan for the corpse of a Class 5 Magical Beast. Moreover, all of them were willing to give the first Class 5 Magical Beast corpse to the Harido Clan. In the end, the Harido Clan only had to spend a small amount of money to obtain the precious Class 5 Magical Beast corpse.
From that moment on, Jianchen had already understood that the Harido Clan was probably extremely powerful. At the very least, all the powers that could be called hegemons from different places were extremely fearful of the Harido Clan.
The old man nodded slightly and said, "Correct, Old Man is indeed a member of the Harido Clan. Wu Yun, I only want your Battle Skill. As for the two Class 5 Monster Cores, I won't touch you."
Seeing the flickering light in Jianchen's eyes, the old man gently snorted and continued, "Wu Yun, you should hand over the Battle Skill. Old Man isn't as easy to deal with as those Great Saint Masters. In front of an Earth Saint Master, a high level Saint Master like you has no chance of escaping."
"Earth Saint Master!" Hearing that, Jianchen sucked in a cold breath. Although he had already guessed that the old man's strength had probably reached the level of an Earth Saint Master, it was still just a guess. Now that the old man had personally confirmed it, he had no choice but to accept this reality. The old man before him was actually an Earth Saint Master.
Sucking in a deep breath, Jianchen calmed down very quickly and said, "Senior, if I said that I don't have any Battle Skills, would you believe me?"
Hearing that, the old man's smiling face immediately became stern. A sharp light flashed through his eyes and he said, "Wu Yun, my patience is limited. I don't have that much time to waste with you. It's best if you hand over the Battle Skill quickly. Otherwise, I'll have to do it myself." Reaching this point, the old man's voice paused slightly before a sinister smile appeared on his face. He said, "If you really don't have any Battle Skills, then it doesn't matter. You can stay in my Harlidor clan for a while and write down all the Battle Skills you know, as well as the method of controlling Saint Weapons to fly freely in the air."
Jianchen sighed inside when he heard that. He knew that there was no turning back now. Unless he handed over the Battle Skill, this Earth Saint Master old man would never let him go no matter what. The only thing he could do now was fight to the death. Only then would he have a chance of escaping.
Moreover, Jianchen also understood that even if this old man wanted to kill him, he wouldn't dare to do so before he obtained the Battle Skill. What made Jianchen feel even more helpless was that he didn't have any Battle Skills. All he had was the cultivation method of the Azulet Sword Manual that was mistaken for a Battle Skill.
Since he had made his decision, Jianchen didn't hesitate any longer. He stomped his feet on the ground and quickly retreated.
Seeing Jianchen's actions, the old man revealed a disdainful sneer. His body then shot towards Jianchen like a phantom, his two hands reaching for Jianchen's neck like lightning.
The Light Wind Sword appeared in Jianchen's right hand. Facing an Earth Saint Master, Jianchen didn't dare to hold back at all. He immediately used his greatest trump card — Sword Manipulation.
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