Chapter 1450: Battling Feng Fan!

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“It’s the Golden s.h.i.+rt!”

“Golden s.h.i.+rt is the upgraded version of the Silver s.h.i.+rt. It’s one of the few Human Rank Primitive Saint Grade Martial Tactic moves that our Moon Illumination Sect has.”

“Oh G.o.d! I didn’t expect Senior Brother Feng Fan to have cultivated such a Human Rank Primitive Saint Grade Martial Tactic!”

…

As Feng Fan’s body glowed with golden flashes as if he wore a layer of gold, many outer court disciples were crying out loud.

Even though they knew that Feng Fan was strong since he was one of the powerhouses in the Earth Rankings, a majority of them had never seen him in action…

Even those who had seen him in action had never seen him exert the Golden s.h.i.+rt.

‘Golden s.h.i.+rt? Is that the upgraded version of the Silver s.h.i.+rt? I see…’ Duan Ling Tian understood after hearing the whispers around him but he was still shocked. ‘The Golden s.h.i.+rt is a move in the Human Rank Primitive Saint Grade Martial Tactic. It’s said that it requires 300,000 Merit Points to borrow the Human Rank Primitive Saint Grade Martial Tactic of the Moon Illumination Sect once!’

‘The Golden s.h.i.+rt cultivated by Feng Fan would be at least on the second stage… It means that he would have borrowed that Human Rank Primitive Saint Grade Martial Tactic at least twice, spending 600,000 Merit Points.’ Thinking of that, Duan Ling Tian could not help but stick his tongue out. Feng Fan’s a.s.set was not comparable with an ordinary outer court disciple; he could even compete with an outer court deacon!

It should be noted that in the bet which Duan Ling Tian had set up two days ago, the largest wager placed by an outer court disciple was no more than a few thousand Merit Points.

Naturally, the betting outer court disciples did not include Feng Fan and the rest of the top five ranking people of the outer court who were also the top five outer court disciples in the Earth Rankings.

‘So what if it’s the upgraded version of the Silver s.h.i.+rt? I’ve cultivated my Silver s.h.i.+rt to the highest stage, the Impeccable Stage. Its strength is comparable to a Golden s.h.i.+rt which is cultivated to the third stage.

‘Besides, my body is already much stronger than an ordinary person’s. Once I exert the Silver s.h.i.+rt, I’ll be able to present an even stronger effect!’ Duan Ling Tian was full of confidence in his own defenses.

His body was already strong. In Elder Huo’s words, it was even stronger than the body of a Six-clawed Divine Dragon and on par with a Seven-clawed Divine Dragon.

In terms of defense, it was impossible for Feng Fan to compete with him.

Naturally, Duan Ling Tian was also clear that Feng Fan did not exert the Golden s.h.i.+rt for just his defense, but it was also to improve his physical fitness.

Regardless of whether it was the Copper s.h.i.+rt or the Silver s.h.i.+rt, once it was used, it could improve one’s physical fitness in addition to strengthening their defense.

As the upgraded version of the Silver s.h.i.+rt, the Golden s.h.i.+rt certainly had the same qualities.

As the stage differed, so did the amplified effects.

Certainly, the foundation of one’s body would have the biggest impact.

In that regard, Feng Fan could not compete with Duan Ling Tian at all.

Even if Feng Fan had cultivated the Golden s.h.i.+rt to the highest stage, which was the Impeccable Stage, only the defense formed by True Energy could hinder Duan Ling Tian when he exerted the Golden s.h.i.+rt.

As for the enhanced physical fitness, it was not worth mentioning to Duan Ling Tian; it would not make a difference to him.

All of that was because Feng Fan’s body was merely a mortal’s body whereas Duan Ling Tian’s body was so powerful that throughout the entire Martial Dao Saint Land, amongst those whose cultivation base was the same as his — even those Saint Beasts or Wild Beasts which were born with a stronger body — would not be comparable to his, let alone a human being.

To show off one’s physical fitness in front of Duan Ling Tian was like displaying one’s petty skill before an expert.

“Duan Ling Tian, I must say that you’re very lucky… You should know that I’ve never battled another outer court disciple ever since I fought my way into the Earth Rankings. After today’s battle, you should be proud even if you die.” As Feng Fan raised his hand, a sword appeared it. It was a thick and wide broadsword.

Unlike the grace of an ordinary sword, the broadsword seemed bulky. It looked so big that it seemed hard to brandish it around.

However, the broadsword seemed to weigh nothing when Feng Fan held it in his hand.

“Feeling proud even if I die?” Duan Ling Tian snickered. “You can keep such pride for yourself!”

“Junior Brother Fan, stop talking nonsense to him! Just kill him now.” Zhou Qi’s True Energy Voice Transmission rang in Feng Fan’s ears which made him turn serious as his gaze was directed at Duan Ling Tian like lightning.

Sou!

In the next moment, he moved.

In the vision of Duan Ling Tian’s left eye, Zhou Qi single-handedly held the thick broadsword that was longer than his height and arrived near him like a gust of wind in the blink of an eye.

When he moved, he gave Duan Ling Tian a strange feeling.

At that moment, he seemed to have transformed into a Roc.

“Roc Soaring The Nine Heavens!” At the same time, Duan Ling Tian heard an exclamation. One of the inner court disciples recognized the movement technique cultivated by Zhou Qi. It belonged to the same Human Rank Primitive Saint Grade Martial Tactic as the defensive move, Golden s.h.i.+rt.

‘That’s why his movement was so similar to a Roc’s… It turns out that the movement technique he cultivated is called the Roc Soaring The Nine Heavens,’ Duan Ling Tian thought to himself.

“Duan Ling Tian, take that!” Feng Fan arrived before him in a second. After shouting, the broadsword in his hands exuded wisps of True Energy with green l.u.s.ter around it. Simultaneously, he hacked the broadsword downwards against Duan Ling Tian’s head.

At that moment, Duan Ling Tian even had an illusion that Feng Fan was no longer holding a sword but a giant mountain.

The broadsword that moved like thunder slammed against Duan Ling Tian like a ma.s.sive mountain.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

…

Wherever the broadsword pa.s.sed, the sound of wind and thunder sounded incessantly. The air in the void wherever the broadsword pa.s.sed seemed to fall into a vacuum instantly whilst Duan Ling Tian became its target.

“Gargantuan Taishan!” Another inner court disciple cried out as he recognized the offensive move that Feng Fan exerted. Again, it came from the same Human Rank Primitive Saint Grade Martial Tactic as the Golden s.h.i.+rt and the Roc Soaring The Nine Heavens.

The essence of this offensive move was its force.

Once the force was exerted, regardless of the weapon, it would fall and crush the opponent like Mount Tai landing on them.

“What’s so hard to take?” In the face of Feng Fan’s fierce attack, Duan Ling Tian snickered. In a split second, the Sun Shooting Bow appeared and an arrow formed by True Energy shot out like a pa.s.sing meteor in the night sky.

Aerolite Strike!

The meteor-like arrow shot towards the broadsword in Feng Fan’s hands and crashed into it.

Boom!

Along with the explosion caused by the collision of the forces, a vast expanse of rolling airwaves spread and swept throughout the entire Martial Arts Practice Hall, causing the robes of everyone present to flutter.

Duan Ling Tian’s arrow made the broadsword vibrate and s.h.i.+ft upwards a little as well as depleting some of its force.

“Such futile effort!” Although he was amazed by the strength contained in that hurried attack made by Duan Ling Tian, Feng Fan naturally would not miss this perfect opportunity to overpower him once and for all. He swung the broadsword in his hands and continued to press it against Duan Ling Tian.

Certainly, this attack was made in a rush and the power he exerted was more than a bit weaker than the previous attack.

However, Feng Fan was still confident.

This strike would definitely land on Duan Ling Tian before he could make another shot.

“We still don’t know whose effort is futile.” Duan Ling Tian smiled faintly while the Sun Shooting Bow in his hand vanished into thin air. In the next moment, he took a step forward, clenching both his fists and punching out. It was as if two cannons were shot rapidly.

That scene dumbfounded everyone present.

Did Duan Ling Tian plan to grab Feng Fan’s sword empty-handed?

Even though Feng Fan’s current strike was not as powerful as the last, it did not seem to be something that Duan Ling Tian could catch empty-handedly.

“Idiot!” Zhou Qi smirked as if he had foreseen the scene where Duan Ling Tian was killed by Feng Fan.

‘This Duan Ling Tian… He has a Saint Weapon but doesn’t use it. Is he courting death?’ Ye Man frowned.

There was a smile on Huang Cheng’s face. He seemed to already see more than 10,000 Merits Points waving at him.

“Oh, you’re courting death!” Seeing that Duan Ling Tian planned to catch his sword empty-handedly, a mocking smirk appeared on Feng Fan’s face instantly. Even an Early Saint Rudiment Stage Martial Cultivator would not dare to do that in face of his attack.

“Since you want to die earlier, I’ll send you on your way!” The giant sword in Feng Fan’s hand slammed down. Even though it was not as powerful as the previous attack, it was still invincible like a mountain cras.h.i.+ng downwards. Wherever it pa.s.sed, it seemed to be able to cover the sun and revere the heaven and earth.

In face of the mockery, Duan Ling Tian did not answer which was rare.

When he took one step forward and punched both his fists outwards together, his whole body seemed to be covered in a silver l.u.s.ter which made him look like he was shrouded in a dazzling silver cloth.

It was the Silver s.h.i.+rt which he had cultivated to the highest stage possible!

Once he used the Silver s.h.i.+rt, it stimulated almost all of the potential in his body and his pure brute strength was fully exerted.

Even if the layer of sparkling silver l.u.s.ter did not exist, then everyone present could see the throbbing veins on Duan Ling Tian’s fists. Every time they throbbed, power pulsated.

It was not exaggerating to say that if Duan Ling Tian removed his clothes, everyone would be able to see that the muscles hidden under the silver cloth were all bulging.

“Broken!” As Feng Fan’s falling sword came near him, Duan Ling Tian stared whilst his pair of iron fists which were glowing in silver l.u.s.ter and True Energy swept out as if they were two Wyrmdragons slithering out of its hole.

The two Wyrmdragons soared outwards and face the falling giant sword without any hesitation with great momentum. It set off the sounds of wind and thunder.

Bang!

Bang!

Along with the two thunderous bangs, two airwaves rolled out in all directions from those two points as the center and crashed into each other as if even the void seemed to shatter.

The airwaves that crashed into each other also formed a small-scale shockwave and swept outwards even in an environment like Dao Martial Saint Land whereby the gravity was so strong.

As long as the Martial Cultivator and Dao Cultivators present had a cultivation base above the Paramount Mortal Shedding Stage and paid attention, they could see the ripples in the air which was spreading out.

In seconds, the ripples spread and affected them.

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Chapter 1451: Saint Inscription!

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The onlookers stared intently at the field without caring about their fluttering robes.

In the field, calm was gradually restored after the ripples rolling in the air spread out.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, the purple-clad Duan Ling Tian swung both his hands and took two steps backward before he managed to stop moving. His cheeks were slightly flushed.

In contrast, Feng Fan’s broadsword vibrated as he suddenly drew it back. His face turned green and pale but his feet did not move.

Naturally, not many people noticed the difference in their complexions. They merely noticed their body movements.

“Senior Brother Feng Fan was better!”

“Hmph! He dared to grab Senior Brother Feng Fan’s broadsword without using his Saint Weapon! He’s really courting death.”

“Once they fight, we’d know who’s stronger immediately! He’s still my idol! Senior Brother Feng Fan is stronger.”

…

Many outer court disciples looked towards Feng Fan with a burning gaze while they were discussing.

The outer court disciples were all blindly wors.h.i.+pping him.

“Eh? Senior Brother Duan Ling Tian didn’t utilize his Saint Weapon but was merely slightly worse off… Senior Brother Feng Fan used his instead.”

“Senior Brother Duan Ling Tian is insanely strong, isn’t he? He resisted Senior Brother Feng Fan’s strike empty-handedly without getting hurt!”

“It seems that the outcome of today’s battle won’t necessarily be Senior Brother Duan Ling Tian’s death.”

…

The outer court disciples that said those were the ones who were neutral. All of them were shocked by the strength Duan Ling Tian presented.

The faces of the group of outer court elders and deacons also turned serious.

“Indeed, there’s a reason why he’s famous. Duan Ling Tian is extraordinary!” The group of inner court disciples who came to see the action looked shocked too.

Feng Fan was a powerhouse on the Earth Rankings.

“How’s that possible?!” Zhou Qi was also shocked and in disbelief when he saw that scene. He never expected Duan Ling Tian to be able to resist Feng Fan’s strike empty-handedly.

Even though that strike was far less than his full strength, it was still a force which was amplified by utilizing a Saint Weapon!

On the field, Duan Ling Tian whose face had returned to normal stared ahead at Feng Fan and mocked, “Tsk tsk… No wonder you’re a powerhouse on the Earth Rankings! You’d rather swallow your broken teeth than take a step backward.”

With Duan Ling Tian calling attention to this, the onlookers’ eyes landed on Feng Fan in unison.

“Why does Senior Brother Feng Fan look so pale?”

“Is what Duan Ling Tian said true? Does Senior Brother Feng Fan rather forcefully take Duan Ling Tian on than take a step backward?”

There were quite a few smart ones.

“Wa!!” As Duan Ling Tian had exposed him in front of everyone else and then he felt the gazes from the surrounding people, Feng Fan felt the blood rush to his head at once and he could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

After his blood stained the ground, his complexion gradually recovered. It was deadly silent at the scene.

At that point, there was no way that they could not see that Feng Fan had been at a disadvantage in the earlier round.

“Duan! Ling! Tian!” Feng Fan gnashed his teeth in anger when he looked towards his opponent once again.

If he wanted to kill Duan Ling Tian in the beginning because of Zhou Qi’s order, then now, he wanted to kill him for humiliating him under everyone’s watchful eyes.

The onlookers quickly came back to their senses and their gaze which was directed towards Duan Ling Tian was also very different now.

“Although Feng Fan’s strike was rushed, he used his Saint Weapon after all… Even if he fully exerted himself without the Saint Weapon, it wouldn’t be any stronger than that,” Dong Chong shot Duan Ling Tian a complex look as he muttered.

In other words, if both of them had fully exerted themselves without utilizing Saint Weapons, Feng Fan was not Duan Ling Tian’s match!

Besides Dong Chong, the other outer court elders including Huang Cheng comprehended that too. In particular, Huang Cheng’s face turned slightly distorted.

He thought that Feng Fan would surely kill Duan Ling Tian today.

However, as the situation unfolded, he realized that nothing was guaranteed.

His 360,000 Merit Points were likely to be for naught!

The other outer court elders breathed a sigh of relief while they were secretly pleased with themselves for not placing a bet yesterday.

Otherwise, they would also be on tenterhooks right now.

With that thought in mind, all of them looked toward Huang Cheng in unison and could not help but feel smug when they say Huang Cheng’s displeasure.

“Elder Huang Cheng, if Duan Ling Tian wins today, your 360,000 Merit Points would be for naught… Tsk tsk, 360,000 Merit Points! Even if it isn’t everything you have, it should be close, isn’t it?” One outer court elder looked towards Huang Cheng and taunted with laughter.

“360,000 Merit Points… Even for you, Elder Huang Cheng, I’m afraid you can’t acc.u.mulate such an amount in less than ten or twenty years’ time!” Another outer court elder also said jokingly.

“You guys don’t have to add salt to my injury! We still don’t know how will things turn out to be.”

Huang Cheng smirked. “Did you really think that Feng Fan could become a famous Peak Mortal Shedding Stage powerhouse on the Earth Rankings without any other moves?”

The several outer court elder certainly knew that. The reason they teased Huang Cheng was because of the arrogant behavior he had exhibited yesterday.

“Come to think of it, Duan Ling Tian prevented us from betting yesterday out of kindness.” After thinking for a while, one outer court came to his senses.

“So, it means that Duan Ling Tian is a pretty kind guy.” The few other outer court elders found that Duan Ling Tian was more pleasing in their eyes when they looked at him now.

“Elder Huang Cheng, have you offended Duan Ling Tian?” One of the outer court elders looked at Huang Cheng and asked with an odd look on his face.

“If I’m not mistaken, you didn’t use the Spiritual Secret Tactic to check on Duan Ling Tian yesterday, did you?” In this rare instance, Dong Chong posted a question.

“Duan Ling Tian is a Perfection Mortal Shedding Stage Martial Cultivator below the age of forty… Isn’t it obvious? Why should I check with the Spiritual Secret Tactic?”

“That’s right! Besides, It’s always rude to use the Spiritual Secret Tactic to check him. He might be weaker than us now, but with his innate talent, he’ll definitely be an existence that we’d have to look up to if he’s able to develop further. If it’s not necessary, I really don’t want to offend him.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

…

The few elders said the same thing as they had not probed Duan Ling Tian with the Spiritual Secret Tactic.

‘That’s why when he looked at me yesterday, his eyes were laced with wariness and hostility… It turns out that it was because I probed him with the Spiritual Secret Tactic a month ago.’ Dong Chong smiled bitterly

“Duan Ling Tian!” Having heard the conservation among Dong Chong and the others, Huang Cheng ground his teeth in anger. If he still had not figured out what happened, he would have lived so many years for naught.

It turned out that Duan Ling Tian did not intend to give him Merit Points, but wanted to trick him!

Moreover, there were so many outer court elders, but he had chosen to trick him alone!

“You’d have to beat Feng Fan first before you can trick me.” Huang Cheng’s face darkened. If Duan Ling Tian really won, then he really did go for wool and come back shorn.

That was 360,000 Merit Points! It would be quite substantial to him if he lost.

Now, more than anyone else, Huang Cheng wished that Feng Fan would win.

“It seems that Senior Brother Duan Ling Tian has the strength to battle Senior Brother Feng Fan. That’s why he’d set up a gamble like that! And yet, there I was, thinking that he was giving away money because he thought he was going to die today.”

“Senior Brother Duan Ling Tian is unscrupulous! I bet 3,000 Merit Points on Senior Brother Feng Fan. It Senior Brother Feng Fan loses, there go my points!”

“Why am I so greedy? I put more than 2,000 Merit Points in for less than a hundred Merit Points.”

…

The group of outer court disciples that betted in Duan Ling Tian’s gamble was also remorseful.

On the other hand, the group of outer court deacons, including Deng Wei, looked displeased.

The strength Duan Ling Tian had presented was beyond their expectations. Indistinctly, they felt that the Merit Points they wagered were threatened.

“Dammit! How could this Duan Ling Tian be so strong?” Deng Wei was brooding. He had almost bet all of his Merit Points on Feng Fan. If Feng Fan lost, he would have nothing left.

His remaining few thousand Merit Points could not do anything.

That was more than hundred thousand Merit Points which he had acc.u.mulated in almost twenty years!

“Duan Ling Tian…” Ye Man was conflicted as he looked at Duan Ling Tian who was on the field. On one hand, he did not want Duan Ling Tian to die because he wanted to kill him personally to break free from the obsession which had turned him into a devil.

It was the only way he could break free from his constraints and soar into the sky!

However, when he saw the strength presented by Duan Ling Tian, he became somewhat perturbed and wary. “I became a devil to defeat Duan Ling Tian… Do I really have the chance to beat him after becoming a devil?” Ever since he picked up Devil Dao and became a Devil Cultivator, it was the first time such a thought rose in Ye Man’s mind.

“Senior Brother Feng Fan, go, go, go!”

“Senior Brother Feng Fan, you’ll surely win!”

“Senior Brother Feng Fan, you’re a powerhouse on the Earth Rankings. You’re always the winner in a battle!”

…

Soon, most of the onlooking outer court disciples started to cheer out loud.

Some of the outer court disciples’ eyes even narrowed as if they wished that they could transfer their energy to Feng Fan.

Naturally, they were cheering hard for the Merit Points they had bet on Feng Fan.

Listening to the applause surrounding him, it went into Feng Fan’s head. He felt that he was filled with energy as he lifted his broadsword in front and said to Duan Ling Tian coldly, “Duan Ling Tian, I don’t know if it’s because you’re a Saint Beast or the descendant of one, which is why your physical fitness is much stronger than an ordinary person’s, but if that’s all you’ve got, then you’ll definitely die today!”

In his tone, it was obvious that he figured out that Duan Ling Tian’s body was far stronger than an ordinary person’s.

“Sometimes, don’t set the bar too high. Otherwise, if you’ve said it but can’t achieve it, you’re embarra.s.sing yourself,” Duan Ling Tian smiled faintly as he cautioned slowly.

“I’ll give you a new understanding immediately!” Feng Fan sneered as he rammed both his feet into the ground. An airwave rolled out from his feet and he flew towards Duan Ling Tian like a soaring Roc.

Roc Soaring The Nine Heavens!

The giant sword in his hands vibrated. In addition to a layer of True Energy, there was a mysterious power which rose up and completely changed the aura of the giant sword.

“It’s the Saint Inscription!” Many people exclaimed instantly.