Chapter 580: Victorious

Translator:

Reverie_

Editor:

Kurisu

“You usually always use palms because you encountered a bottleneck in the way of the saber. That’s why you changed to cultivating palm techniques, wanting to comprehend by analogy and thus obtain a breakthrough in the way of the saber, achieving 30 flashes of Saber Qi,” Ling Han said while fighting.

“That’s right!” Xuanyuan Zi Guang didn’t deny it. “Everyone thinks that 29 flashes of Qi is the limit, but I know that 30 flashes is the real completion. With my talents, I obviously need to reach perfection!”

Ling Han nodded lightly. The reason why the Mysterious Three Thousand was Three Thousand and not Three Thousand One Hundred was because it assumed that 29 flashes of Qi was the limit martial artists could cultivate.

However, limits were to be broken, or else how would one know what a limit really was?

“Lose!” Xuanyuan Zi Guang charged up, closing the distance with Ling Han on his own accord; clearly, he was confident in his current strength. Of course, closing in wasn’t to fight hand-to-hand with Ling Han, but to control the distance at about a meter or so, allowing Saber Qi to showcase its greatest power.

Ling Hans swung his sword in counter, and laughed loudly. “I complemented you twice, and you really think I’m afraid of you?”

Hong, a thick long flash of Sword Qi erupted. This was also a combined Sword Qi, and it also had the addition of a bone pattern, which substantially increased its power. Like a dragon, it slashed towards Xuanyuan Zi Guang.

“Saber breaks heaven and earth, I’m lord of the world!” Xuanyuan Zi Guang shouted loudly, and the saber’s momentum instantly increased greatly. The baleful saber intent seemed as if it could cut open the heavens.

This saber strike was very strong!

Ling Han carried out Desolate Hell Sword art, and a sky-ful of sword lights spread out, enveloping him tightly and forming a super-strong defense.

This sword art’s forte was its defense to begin with; on top of Ling Han’s current battle prowess, obviously not even a drop of water would trickle through.

Hong!

The sword and saber collided, and the martial intents also collided fiercely; this could be called the strongest battle in the level of the Flower Blossom Tier.

“A similar Flower Blossom Tier, so why is the difference in strength so great?” The other people who were invited to participate in the contest cried out one after another. Comparing their strength, this difference was not just a tiny bit—they didn’t even have the courage to catch up.

This shocked their confidence too much.

Pang Xiang Rong clenched his fists tightly and encouraged himself on the inside. He would definitely surpass these two people… definitely!

The two geniuses unleashed their radiance to their hearts’ content as if they were two suns shining on earth. This battle wouldn’t effect their reputation no matter victory or defeat; the victor would simply shine brighter.

“Amongst this generation’s geniuses, a figure that will surpass the millennia old and raise the extreme might appear, shining for ten millennia and leading martial arts,” a figure of the older generation exclaimed. They advanced step by step, and when they climbed to the Flower Blossom Tier, they were at least sixty to seventy years old. At that time, the body’s functions were already on decline, and even if one advanced to the Flower Blossom Tier and revived one’s vigor, they couldn’t be compared to a person who broke through at twenty to thirty years old.

A martial artist’s entire life was to compete against time, rushing to break through one stage after another when their Qi and blood was the most vigorous. If one couldn’t catch up to time, they could only be eliminated by time.

“Buddha’s Saber Slash!” Xuanyuan Zi Guang unleashed another great move. As the saber slashed out, there was the actually the image of Buddha’s mercifulness and compassion for all beings accompanying it.

Ling Han snorted—roaring once whenever unleashing a move, how annoying could you get!? However, Xuanyuan Zi Guang couldn’t release a true killer move because of pressure Ling Han put on him; the latter similarly didn’t have any spare strength to use the Mysterious Three Thousand. It couldn’t be helped; there was no spare energy to accumulate power, since the battle was too fierce.

If someone still had spare strength to unleash an ultimate move, then it proved one point—the opponent wasn’t strong enough, failing to prevent it.

However, both parties didn’t dare to spare strength, lest they were crushingly defeated without unleashing their ultimate move as they held back.

Xuanyuan Zi Guang frequently launched powerful moves to suppress Ling Han. This way, he could also accumulate some power for an ultimate move.

Ling Han wouldn’t possibly give him the chance. After guarding against a powerful move, he raised his right hand and used the Desolate Hell Sword’s strongest killer move, forcibly interrupting Xuan Yuan Zi Guang’s power accumulation.

They battled fiercely, equally matched all along; the battle was at a stalemate.

“I’m invincible!” Xuanyuan Zi Guang roared angrily. The power of the bloodline activated, and endless flames rushed out from within his body. They turned into waves of raging fire and formed true dragons, true phoenixes, and other