Chapter 418 One Inch Longer, One Inch Stronger!
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Swoosh...
The coiled dragon gold spear came whirling through the air.
Mother of mine, even if you're giving me a weapon, don't throw it over like this. How am I supposed to catch it with the tip pointed at me!
When Hao Ren saw the rapidly spinning gold spear coming towards him, he inwardly sighed.
Ding!
Wang Xi raised her black sword and deftly knocked aside the incoming gold spear.
The white tiger that had been eyeing Wang Xi leaped suddenly and bit down on the gold spear. It then swiftly drew a curve in midair, coming to Hao Ren's side!
"Thank you!"
Hao Ren took hold of the gold spear from between the white tiger's jaws. This thank you was directed both at the white tiger and Wang Xi.
If not for Wang Xi deflecting the spear, reducing its momentum, Hao Ren wouldn't have been able to grab it so quickly!
"See how long you can last!" Wang Xi waved her black sword towards Hao Ren in a slashing motion.
Hao Ren knew only fist techniques and no swordsmanship. After the initial clash with Wang Xi, his arms were starting to feel numb.
With the gold spear now in hand, Hao Ren did not hesitate. Gripping the shaft with his left hand while holding onto the tip with his right, he extended and retracted it like a snake's tongue, striking at Wang Xi’s sword point!
"Good!"
The cultivators outside the arena burst into cheers. Unconsciously, they all found themselves rooting for Hao Ren to triumph despite being in an unfavorable position.
Ding! Ding!
In a blink of an eye, their swords and spears clashed twice more.
When faced with the dazzling gold spear, Wang Xi who held the black sword was forced back half a step.
An inch longer, an inch stronger!
The gold spear was over half a meter longer than her black sword!
Hao Ren’s sweeping and thrusting immediately turned the tide in his favor to some extent!
Though he did not know how to handle the spear properly, his powerful fist techniques had similarities with spear fighting.
The gold spear was meticulously crafted and made of extremely hard material; it was actually Zeng Yitaos personal treasure!
This golden spear as a precious item belonging to the West Sea’s Crown Prince, had been painstakingly refined by the West Sea Dragon Palace. However, since Zeng Yitao was stubbornly resisting while being detained in East Sea Dragon Palace, his treasure was confiscated.
At this time when Hao Ren lacked suitable weapons for his duel with Wang Xi, Chancellor Xia suddenly remembered that he had kept this gold spear and passed it to Zhao Yanzi.
Huff... huff...
Holding the tip of the spear like a staff, Hao Ren swept out!
However, the spear’s point was exceedingly sharp, making it even harder to deal with than a staff!
The coiled dragon gold spear was an excellent quality treasure, allowing for smooth flow of spiritual energy. Moreover, its material surpassed that of Su Han's white jade longsword!
Ding! Ding!
The golden spear and the black sword kept colliding, sparking off little bursts of flame!
Hao Ren was here channeling his spiritual energy to fight against Wang Xi, while in the Western Sea Dragon Palace, Zeng Yitao, who still had a connection with his soul-bound magical treasure, was rolling on the ground in excruciating pain!
Hao Ren used his soul-bound magical treasure to battle against a Level Qun cultivator; every time the蟠龍金槍was damaged, it would also inflict spiritual damage on Zeng Yitao's psyche. This felt like getting killed from afar over ten thousand miles away!
Thrust, stab, slash, strike, entwine, circle, intercept, seize, charge, point, parry…
The soldiers in the East Sea Dragon Palace also used long spears; Hao Ren had watched them practice a few times before and, since his basic boxing techniques were related to basic spear techniques, he grew more confident as he fought. He even managed to perform the moves with such vigor that they seemed lifelike!
The spear is known as the king of all weapons!
Unable to defeat Wang Xi quickly, she was gradually getting enraged and ashamed. She had already abandoned her initial idea of conserving some spiritual energy for later rounds. Level Qun's spiritual energy poured into the black sword, which swung fiercely at Hao Ren.
The collision of spiritual energies caused Hao Ren's dragon pearl to shake slightly as well.
Crack, crack, crack...
A few more dragon apertures were stimulated and opened under such intense conditions.
"I don't believe I can't suppress you!" Wang Xi felt it was a disgrace that she couldn't defeat a Level Gen cultivator. The yellow sword light intensified even further.
Clang!
The sparks flew.
Hao Ren staggered back three steps, but three more dragon apertures were stimulated and opened!
In battle, one could achieve enlightenment and breakthrough! This was how it happened!
Feeling like his whole body was boiling over, Hao Ren's newly opened dragon apertures urgently needed replenishment from heaven and earth's spiritual energy.
Clang, clang, clang...
"I'll see how much longer you can endure!" Wang Xi slashed madly at Hao Ren. His black sword was undamaged, but Hao Ren's golden spear had begun to show numerous scratches.
Hao Ren retreated while countering; in the blink of an eye, he had broken through to 152 dragon apertures!
He was nearly at Level Gen Middle Rank!
This made Hao Ren feel both tense and ecstatic.
Although he might collapse and lose any moment now, this increase in his cultivation level was a real benefit!
"Hao Ren's spiritual energy seems endless. He must have surpassed Level Gen already," Zhao Hongyu turned to ask Zhao Guang outside the arena.
"He cultivates the Splitting Sword Shadow Art which is vastly different from ordinary Wu Xing cultivation methods, so his reserve of spiritual energy naturally far surpasses other cultivators at the same level." Zhao Guang said.
Ever since he learned that Hao Ren's cultivation method was so miraculous, Zhao Guang had transferred the 《Splitting Sword Shadow Art》 to a Purple-grade skill and placed it in the highest tier of Xuan Gong Pavilion for safekeeping.
Clang!
An intense blow sent Hao Ren flying five steps away. The tiger's mouth on his hand that held the golden spear was even cracked by this impact.
"Xiao Bai!" Hao Ren shouted.
Roar!
Xiao Bai swiped out four colored lights and lifted Hao Ren up.
"Charge!" Hao Ren pointed his spear at Wang Xi.
Woohoo!
The white spirit beast let out an excited cry and charged towards Hao Ren without hesitation.
*Clang*
Hao Ren's golden spear suddenly stabbed forward, and Wang Xi hastily defended herself but was sent flying backward.
Boom… The yellow light all over Wang Xi's body rose as her feet landed on the arena to stop her momentum.
Hao Ren waved his golden spear.
The white spirit beast’s paws flailed wildly as it charged towards Wang Xi in the arena once more.
With its height advantage and speed, how could this charge be described merely as terrifying
Faced with such a situation, Wang Xi finally couldn’t bear to fight head-on. She immediately rolled to escape toward the right side of the arena.
Boom!
The golden spear left a gaping hole in the arena!
Hao Ren pulled his golden spear out from the deep pit and calmly looked at Wang Xi.
The white spirit beast's paws shone with colorful light. Its golden hooves, white body, and fierce appearance made it look extremely imposing.
Mounted on the back of a second-stage Snow Lion, Hao Ren was even more imposing.
Spear thrust!
The white spirit beast instantly launched an attack, and Hao Ren’s golden spear stabbed out again.
*Clang*
A loud sound echoed in the arena. Sparks flew as the tip of the golden spear slid along Black Sword's blade for quite a distance!
Once the spear tip slid off from the sword tip, it pointed straight toward Wang Xi’s throat.
*Bang*
Hao Ren flicked his wrist. Under such powerful momentum, Wang Xi was instantly flung out over ten meters away. Her feet landed on the arena, and she stumbled several steps before managing to barely steady herself.
Hao Ren and the white spirit beast seemed telepathically connected. Hao Ren and Wang Xi's combat resembled cavalry charging into infantry, completely dominated!
Wang Xi gritted her teeth as she looked at Hao Ren, knowing that even if she controlled a magic treasure to fly up in the air, it would still be no match for Snow Lion’s innate flying speed.
The surrounding cultivators had already seen that Hao Ren's last strike could have directly taken Wang Xi’s life! He was showing mercy by using his strength to shake her away!
Even more insightful cultivators saw that Wang Xi was now at the end of her rope, and Black Sword might be powerful but also extremely draining on spirit energy.
*Thud* *Thud* *Thud* *Thud*
The white spirit beast landed in the arena. Its four paws ran, leaving a trail of blackened paw prints on the white stone due to the flames from its hooves!
With the transformation into a second-stage Snow Lion, Xiao Bai weighed over 200 kilograms, yet it still moved as swift as lightning!
*Clang* *Clang* *Clang*
Hao Ren’s golden spear stabbed three times in succession.
The wrist holding the black sword of Wang Xi was nearly broken. The black sword finally slipped from her hand!
Hao Ren jumped up, standing on Xiao Bai's back.
The black sword is in hand!
An ancient aura immediately flooded Hao Ren's mind.
Hum…
The black sword emitted a resonance sound.
"Let me give it a try!" Hao Ren thrust the golden spear into the stone of the arena and swung his sword like he was chopping, directly slashing towards Wang Xi.
Bang...
A black sword energy three times more powerful than what Wang Xi had just unleashed surged out.
It carved a twenty-meter-long trace on the arena!
"How can this be!"
Wang Xi cried out in alarm.
Hao Ren was only at level Geng, yet he used the black sword with more ferocity than Wang Xi, who was at level Xun!
Wang Xi had no idea that the black sword was a relic from ancient times and that Hao Ren practiced the Wu Xing Tong Bei Sword Shadow Technique. This combination greatly amplified the power of the black sword!
Not only Wang Xi inside the arena but even the cultivators outside were dumbfounded.
Hao Ren, with tattered clothes and bloodstains all over him, held this crooked-looking black sword and glared at his opponent as though he was a deity from ancient times.
Ding!
While Hao Ren wasn't paying attention, Wang Xi rolled to the side of the golden spear, picked it up, and threw all his strength into thrusting the golden spear towards Hao Ren.
Hao Ren blocked with the black sword. The forty percent of his spiritual energy that he could use instantly poured out from him.
Wah...
With a mouthful of blood, Wang Xi was propelled into the air for dozens of meters before dropping to the ground like a kite without strings.
The dozen elders of Mount Wuyi's Earth Dragon lineage leaped and managed to catch the falling Wang Xi.
In this state, Wang Xi could barely breathe. How could he still have the might of an Xun-level cultivator
"You're too kind," Hao Ren clasped his hands together and threw the black sword to the elders outside the arena.
The black sword was a precious treasure, but Hao Ren didn't want to take it from others!
An elder of Mount Wuyi caught the black sword. After looking at Hao Ren for half a second, he shouted loudly, "The Earth Dragon lineage of Mount Wuyi is utterly convinced!"
Just by not having any desire for such a treasure and directly returning it to them, Hao Ren's magnanimity far surpassed Wang Xi.
The self-assured Wang Xi had lost in the open-eyed trial at the Dragon God Temple to a mere Geng-level cultivator. He even lost his magical treasure and might be unable to recover from this blow for years to come!
At that moment, in the Western Sea Dragon Palace, Zeng Yitao, who was linked with the Coiling Dragon Golden Spear, finally kicked his legs wildly while turning pale, collapsing into unconsciousness.
The coiling dragon golden spear and the black sword from ancient times fought for twenty minutes. The spear had countless scars on it, but Hao Ren gained an unbroken flow of Dragon Orifices in such a fierce battle. Meanwhile, Zeng Yitao, far away at the Western Sea Dragon Palace, bore the pain caused by the collision between magical treasures.
Su Han smiled faintly beside the arena.ects of the sword formation and each backed off another five steps before barely managing to stand their ground.The officers who had regained their footing and the soldiers quickly getting back up sti...