Chapter 213: The Great Battle (Part I)

The ten people split into five battlefields, each fighting their own battle.

Because Huaikong did not want to be an enemy to Duan Fengyun and the others, he had left long before the battle began.

Di Shitian did not care about Huaikong's actions and simply let him leave.

The first to decide a winner was, of course, the match between Di Shitian and Long Er.

Although Long Er had deeply mastered the true teachings of Duan Fengyun and the other three, even the combined efforts of those four were not enough to be worth looking at before Di Shitian; how could little Long Er be Di Shitian's opponent?

Long Er held the Liangji Sword and charged at Di Shitian, but just as the sword tip was about to reach Di Shitian's throat, Long Er's hand was instantly frozen by Di Shitian's Cold Qi.

The Liangji Sword fell to the ground with a thud.

Di Shitian laughed:

"Little one, do you now know the gap between you and a god?

You had best not act rashly; be a good boy and come sit at the tea stall with this seat to drink some tea."

After this period of training, while Long Er had improved his personal cultivation, he had also learned how to assess the situation.

He was certainly no match for Di Shitian; rather than doing useless work, it was better to calm down and watch Duan Fengyun and the others fight.

Long Er said nothing, picked up the Liangji Sword, and walked silently toward the tea stall.

Di Shitian thought to himself:

"This little brat can bend and stretch; with his talent, given time, he will surely be the next Wuming."

Di Shitian held a very high opinion of Long Er, but he would not stifle him.

In his view, once he finished slaying the dragon and obtained the dragon essence, he would be an immortal god.

At that time, he would always need some chess pieces for entertainment, otherwise his life would be too boring.

Duan Fengyun, the other three, and Long Er were all chess pieces he had chosen to add some programs to his peaceful life.

Di Shitian arrived at the tea stall in a flash; the tea stall Boss had long since run away, frightened by the heaven-shaking momentum of the ten people earlier.

Di Shitian said:

"Little one, pour a cup of tea for this seat."

Long Er did not resist; after filling a cup of tea for Di Shitian, he held his head in his hands and watched the slaughter of Duan Fengyun and the others.

The battle between Qin Shuang and Shenmu was the most peaceful one, aside from Di Shitian and Long Er.

Qin Shuang carried his Zhenlei Giant Axe, while Shenmu used her Ice Soul Divine Needle; the two weapons could be called worlds apart.

Shenmu flicked her fingertips, and the Ice Soul Divine Needle flew toward Qin Shuang like a rainstorm of pear blossoms.

Qin Shuang swung his great axe, and under the axe-flowers, all of Shenmu's Ice Soul Divine Needles were knocked to the ground.

Now it was Qin Shuang's turn to counterattack; Qin Shuang utilized the True Qi of the Heaven Frost Fist and infused it into the Zhenlei Giant Axe.

Instantly, the air around the two seemed to freeze, and Qin Shuang brandished the frost-covered Zhenlei Giant Axe to hack at Shenmu's head.

But who was Shenmu? Having followed Di Shitian for many years and grown up in freezing conditions since childhood, she was more than familiar with frost compared to Qin Shuang.

Shenmu utilized the Sacred Heart Art and vanished from before Qin Shuang's eyes on the spot; Qin Shuang's heavy strike missed completely.

Shenmu suddenly appeared behind Qin Shuang, and she directly utilized the environment frozen by the Heaven Frost True Qi.

Shenmu flicked her small hand, and countless ice needles formed from the frozen air flew toward Qin Shuang.

The battle-hardened Qin Shuang guessed where Shenmu would appear the moment she vanished.

He quickly unleashed the final stance of the Zhenlei Giant Axe; in an instant, the entire sky was covered in dark clouds, with lightning flashing and thunder rumbling.

The Zhenlei Giant Axe in Qin Shuang's hand seemed to gather the power of heaven and earth's thunder; after a loud shout from Qin Shuang, the Zhenlei Giant Axe, carrying both frost energy and thunder power, hacked directly at Shenmu.

Shenmu had wanted to use the same trick to dodge again, but she found that she was as if imprisoned and could not move at all.

Seeing this, Shenmu had no choice but to use her full ten-percent Sacred Heart Art to take Qin Shuang's move head-on.

"Bang!"

A loud noise rang out, accompanied by billowing smoke.

When the smoke cleared, Qin Shuang was leaning on the ground, supported by the Zhenlei Giant Axe; he had used all his strength in that last strike and was now exhausted.

Meanwhile, Shenmu lay on the ground in a mess, life or death unknown.

Watching Qin Shuang's total victory, Long Er stood up from the bench and cheered joyfully:

"Uncle Shuang is amazing.

Old demon, your disciple is no match for my Uncle Shuang; are you angry? Are you furious?"

Di Shitian laughed:

"Little brat, what are you happy about?

Do you think this seat's disciple is so easily defeated?"

As Di Shitian's voice fell, Shenmu suddenly opened her eyes and stood up directly from the ground.

Qin Shuang said in disbelief:

"How is this possible!

You took my Zhenlei Giant Axe head-on; how can you be unscathed?"

Shenmu laughed:

"Qin Shuang, this move of yours is indeed very powerful; for others, it would be a fatal blow.

But don't forget, I am someone who possesses the Sacred Heart Art; as long as you cannot kill me completely, I can revive immediately.

Qin Shuang, are you feeling desperate? In front of a god, you mortals are forever mere ants."

Indeed, Qin Shuang was now very desperate and powerless; this move of his would have been fatal to anyone else, yet it had not harmed this Shenmu in the slightest.

He could not even defeat Shenmu, let alone the even more terrifying Di Shitian; what could he use to defeat Di Shitian?

This was the first time in so many years that Qin Shuang had felt such great powerlessness; he did not know what to do, and he did not know if he would ever see Ding Ning again.

Having lost his will to fight, Qin Shuang could no longer support his exhausted body and collapsed.

"Uncle Shuang!"

Long Er shouted.

Di Shitian laughed:

"Little brat, now you know how formidable this seat is.

I want you to watch as your pride and joy, Duan Fengyun, Qin Shuang, Bu Jingyun, and Nie Feng, are defeated one by one by my subordinates."

The battle was spread over a wide area, so Duan Fengyun and the others did not know what was happening on Qin Shuang's side.

Shenmu took out a rope and directly tied Qin Shuang up.

The two hostages Di Shitian wanted had already been successfully captured by them.

"Little brat, let's go, I will take you to see another battle!"

Di Shitian grabbed Long Er and flew toward another battlefield.

In a dense bamboo forest, blade Qi crisscrossed; one look was enough to know that Nie Feng and Huang Ying were locked in a bitter fight.

After Huang Ying was defeated by Nie Feng at the Heaven Gate Hero Assembly, he had learned more profound blade techniques from Di Shitian.

With Di Shitian's help, the Platinum Blade Qi that Huang Ying had only recently achieved a breakthrough in had broken through once more to become Black Gold Blade Qi.

Toward Nie Feng, Huang Ying held not the slightest bit of enmity; he only had deep fighting spirit for Nie Feng.

As a bladesman, he only wanted to find an opponent, and Nie Feng was the opponent Huang Ying had settled on.

As for Nie Feng, through his observations over this period, he knew that although Huang Ying had defected to Di Shitian, he had not done anything heinous.

Therefore, the hatred Nie Feng previously felt toward Huang Ying for defecting to Di Shitian had faded.

Now, to Nie Feng, Huang Ying was simply a bladesman who constantly challenged himself for the sake of the blade, and he, Nie Feng, as a bladesman, also had to constantly challenge himself.

The two, sharing the same goal, each drew the partners that had accompanied them for so long.

Nie Feng held the Snow Drink Blade, and Huang Ying held the Jingji Blade; the two blade tips faced off, constantly raising their respective momentum.

Nie Feng spoke up:

"Huang Ying, it turns out I misunderstood you; I apologize.

Today, our battle is only for the blade!"

Huang Ying laughed loudly:

"Well said, Nie Feng.

Today, let the two of us fight for the blade and see who is truly the strongest king among blades."

After both let out a shout, they engaged in battle.

As soon as Huang Ying made a move, he went all out, and black-gold blade energy surged continuously from the body of the Jingji Blade.

Nie Feng sensed that Huang Ying's blade Qi was different from the past, so he no longer held back, using Wind Blade as his first move.

The black-gold blade Qi and the ice-blue blade Qi intersected constantly, and the surrounding bamboo, unable to withstand their terrifying blade Qi, turned directly into ashes.

Watching the earth-shattering battle between the two, Long Er kept his mouth tightly shut, not daring to speak.

Di Shitian was also full of admiration in his heart; if Long Er was the greatest sword-dao talent he had ever seen, then Huang Ying and Nie Feng were the greatest blade-dao talents.

And Huang Ying's blade-dao talent was even more outstanding compared to Nie Feng's; Huang Ying was like a bladesman born for the blade, living his whole life for the blade.

After being defeated by Nie Feng in leg techniques last time, Huang Ying had continuously improved his unarmed combat skills while improving his blade techniques.

After their weapons collided, the two unleashed their leg techniques, clashing repeatedly.

Huang Ying's blade techniques showed signs of suppressing Nie Feng, but Nie Feng's strongest move was no longer Wind Blade.

Seeing that his blade techniques were no match for Huang Ying, and in order to end the battle quickly so he could help Duan Fengyun and the others, Nie Feng directly used the Ten Strong Martial Arts.

Once the Ten Strong Martial Arts appeared, Huang Ying began to struggle to hold his own.

Nie Feng formed his hand into a claw, and his sharp claws, like those of a majestic eagle, passed directly through Huang Ying's defense and arrived at Huang Ying's throat.

At this moment, if Nie Feng took one more step forward, Huang Ying's throat would be crushed by Nie Feng.

Nie Feng stopped at this final step and said:

"I concede."

Huang Ying laughed:

"Nie Feng, I have lost to you again.

You are worthy of being the God of the Wind. Nie Feng, I have recognized you as my opponent; you will be the goal I pursue for my whole life, and sooner or later, I will defeat you."

Huang Ying was truly an upright and honorable man; after being defeated by Nie Feng, he directly put away the Jingji Blade and then chatted with Nie Feng in a calm and composed manner.

Nie Feng also greatly admired this kind of man, and he laughed:

"Good, Huang Ying, I will wait for the day you defeat me."

The two, who cherished each other, walked out of the battlefield side by side; one could not tell at all that they had just been locked in a life-and-death struggle.

Long Er opened his mouth at this time and said:

"Old devil, you guessed wrong this time, didn't you?

Your subordinates are no match for my Uncle Feng."

Di Shitian was also very helpless regarding this result.

He did indeed have a way to break the Ten Strong Martial Arts that Nie Feng had learned, but that method was one only he could use.

The method was his terrifying, immortal recovery ability; Nie Feng's attacks had no effect on him at all.

But apart from him, no one else had the power to fight under Nie Feng's Ten Strong Martial Arts.

Di Shitian could see that if Nie Feng had used the Ten Strong Martial Arts from the beginning, Huang Ying would have been defeated long ago.

Previously, Di Shitian had no interest in the Ten Strong Martial Arts, but now he began to think about getting the Ten Strong Martial Arts from Nie Feng to study and comprehend.

As long as he comprehended the Ten Strong Martial Arts, he would certainly be able to think of a way to break them.

Nie Feng and Huang Ying walked out laughing, but when they saw Qin Shuang tied on the ground by Shenmu, Nie Feng's expression changed instantly.

He drew the Snow Drinker blade and was about to attack Shenmu when Di Shitian walked out with Long Er and said:

"Nie Feng, I advise you to obediently put away your blade.

Qin Shuang and this little brat are both in my hands; if you don't want to collect their corpses, then stay there obediently and do not move.

Once Duan Fengyun and Bu Jingyun come out, I will naturally let you all leave."

Seeing Qin Shuang and Long Er in Di Shitian's hands, Nie Feng, being held hostage, had no choice but to sheath his blade again.

However, he did not forget to threaten Di Shitian:

"Di Shitian, if you dare to harm even a single hair on their heads, even if I cannot kill you, I will make sure your Heavenly Gate knows no peace."

Di Shitian laughed:

"Rest assured, if I wanted to deal with you, you would have lost your lives long ago; would I have needed to wait until today?

I simply haven't seen you all in too long and missed you a bit, and I wanted to see how your strength has progressed recently.

Once Duan Fengyun and Bu Jingyun come out, I will naturally let you all leave."

After hearing Di Shitian's words, Nie Feng and Long Er turned their attention to the battle between Bu Jingyun and Huaimie not far away.

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