C31 Zhan wanhong

This time, City Lord's Mansion was really lucky. After being suppressed by the three great families, there were actually two more people that were able to enter the top five, which caused the faces of the people from the three great families to be even more unsightly.

They had originally thought that under the joint attack of the three great families, at most, only Zhihuo would be able to enter the top five. They hadn't expected that a middle stage Essence Refinement into Qi practitioner like Hong Ling would actually be able to defeat two late stage Essence Refinement into Qi cultivators in a row and enter the top five.

This meant that the combat strength of this white-clothed youth had already surpassed the late stage of the Essence Refinement into Qi, and was even close to perfection. He was currently only at the middle stage of the Essence Refinement into Qi, and once he reached the late stage of the Essence Refinement into Qi, or even the perfection stage, how strong would he actually be?

No one dared to think any further, as they were currently located in the border city of Tianhuang City, so their own structure was indeed a little weak. However, no matter how strong that brat was, he was going to meet a cultivator with perfect Essence Refinement into Qi no matter how strong he was, which was one thing for their fighting strength to catch up with him, and another for them to truly reach the great complete realm.

"This kid is really unexpectedly tenacious. He can actually persevere until the top five!" Wan Hong, who was sitting on the Wan family seat, sipped on his tea and spoke slowly.

"Unfortunately, he encountered the three of us. This boy, I'm afraid his luck will end here!"

Zhang Huang was beaming. There was no trace of nervousness on his face as if he was facing a powerful enemy.

"Young man, you don't know your limits. Relying on your own profound techniques, you dare come to my Heavenly Desolate Martial Meeting to behave so atrociously. He doesn't know that, are you trying to slap the faces of my three great families? It's time for you to teach him a lesson so that you don't look down on anyone from now on when you come out of my Tianhuang City, and provoke calamity!"

Zhou Kuang casually threw a grape into his mouth and chewed it without even spitting out its skin.

At this moment, the remaining three heaven's pride level experts of the Tianhuang City were all pointing their spears at Hong Ling. There was no other reason but because they disdained being associated with a little kid of the middle stage of the Essence Refinement into Qi.

Hong Ling did not mind the rest of the competition, but as long as he could continue with the competition, he would not admit defeat, and, he would not lose either.

"Next up, there won't be any so-called elimination battles anymore. From first to fifth, one must go through battles before being able to determine their ranking!" Lian Chengyu turned his head, looked at Hong Ling and Zhihuo, and said with a smile.

"In the first battle, City Lord's Mansion Hong Ling fought Wan Hong!" The deacon's voice was as cold as ever.

Hong Ling stood up, casually grabbed a pear from the bowl in front of Lian Chengyu, took a bite, and put it on his seat. Lian Chengyu was stunned, and then he started to curse.

"Hong Ling, you bastard, this is the pear I wanted to give to Zhihuo to eat, you actually gave it to me!"

Hong Ling waved his hands, looking like he did not care at all.

"Young Master, if you want to pick up a girl, you can't just sit there and give us pears!"

Ignoring the embarrassed Lian Chengyu behind him, and without looking at the blushing Zhihuo, Hong Ling went onto the battle stage, and looked at Wan Hong, who was still leisurely drinking his tea in the seat of the Wan Family.

Wan Hong was still leisurely sipping on his tea. Seeing him act this way, Hong Ling casually grabbed the pear that he had left on the seat, which he had not finished eating, and caught it in his hand. The youth opened his mouth and bit down, instantly causing the pear juice to fly out.

"This kid, he actually dares to eat in the arena, he's really bold!" Everyone from the Wan Family felt unease in their hearts, looking at Wan Hong who was slowly putting down the teacup, smiling sinisterly, he directly leaped up and flew up with his battle stage.

Hong Ling ignored him, and continued to slowly eat the pear in his hand. Since Wan Hong could hang on the stage, allowing him to wait, he naturally could too.

Wan Hong saw that Hong Ling was still chewing on the pear in his hand, and immediately frowned, he casually picked up a spear, and turned back to look at the young man who was still focused on handling the pear in his hand, and revealed displeasure.

"Aren't you being too presumptuous!"

Wan Hong's words were cold, just like his current aura, giving off a bone chilling feeling. The cultivation technique he was practising was a middle stage dark class cultivation technique that the Zhou family was proud of, < Iron Horse Ice River >. His entire body was filled with Authentic Qi as cold as ice.

Hong Ling casually threw away the fruit core in his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth. He looked at Wan Hong as if he was looking at an idiot, and revealed a disdainful expression.

"How dare I? Since you can leisurely drink your tea and let me wait in the arena, then why can't I just eat a pear to pass the time? " Hong Ling smiled, but his tone was not polite at all.

"Hmph, a mere mid stage Essence Refinement into Qi rogue cultivator, this young master wants you to wait for me, but you actually dare to complain. Didn't your family tell you to maintain the fear and respect towards those in power? "

Wan Hong's Profound Spirit Qi slowly rose, like a surging ocean, continuously attacking Hong Ling's mind.

"Fear? "I'm sorry, but that thing had already been eaten by me in my mother's womb. As for the so-called superior, I'm sorry. With your appearance, I really can't see any trace of a superior being on you!"

An evil aura suddenly condensed in Wan Hong's eyes. He never thought that Hong Ling, a mere middle stage Essence Refinement into Qi cultivator, would actually dare to be so lawless. He did not hold a shred of reverence towards an expert like himself in his heart.

He opened his mouth to say something, but then saw Hong Ling's sword rushing towards him.

Clang! The longsword and the iron spear clashed, bringing about a dazzling spark.

"Enough. If you still want to teach me a lesson, then shut up and nag at me like a woman. Why don't you just come and fight!"

Hong Ling's attack did not hit, he immediately retreated, raising the sword in his hand, he pointed at Wan Hong, his eyes filled with provocation.

"Didn't you just say that you mustn't let me meet you in the arena, or else you wouldn't mind crippling me in public? Unfortunately, right now, I am standing right in front of you, and I want to see just how you will cripple me!"

Finished speaking, he kicked the ground fiercely with his foot, his figure flashed, and slashed down towards Wan Hong in the air. Inside the sharp Fine Steel Sword, a powerful sword intent quickly formed and interweaved with Hong Ling's Authentic Qi, forming a bright sword aura.

Wan Hong saw that he had actually rushed forward without thinking too much about his own strength, his eyes flashed with a cold light, he lowered himself into the horse, and thrusted out the spear in his hand straight out, like a dragon out of the ocean, the atmosphere was majestic, the spear's body instantly erupted with an overbearing spear light, directly clashing against Hong Ling's Sword Qi.

Wan Hong was also knocked three meters away on the ground by the immense force of impact. The two were testing each other out, but they were actually evenly matched in terms of strength, and neither could subdue the other.

He was a cultivator with complete mastery of the Essence Refinement into Qi, and was two levels higher than Hong Ling, a cultivator at the middle stage of the Essence Refinement into Qi. However, the attack that he had just been angry at was actually unable to hurt this brat at all, which was difficult for him to accept.

Wan Hong wasn't the only one who couldn't accept such an outcome, even the people from the three families couldn't believe it, a cultivator with intermediate Essence Refinement into Qi, no matter how monstrous of a genius he was, he shouldn't be so powerful. Unfortunately, the truth was right in front of them, as if a resounding slap was delivered right into their faces.

Hong Ling stopped his retreat, and rushed forward again, the sword in his hand released waves after waves of sharp Sword Qi.

The long spear in Wan Hong's hand danced as it constantly shattered the sword qi. If it was an ordinary cultivator, they would be able to completely destroy this kind of sword qi with a single strike.

But Hong Ling was different, his Sword Qi contained a hint of sword intent, causing these Sword Qi to become sharp and tough, it was difficult for others to destroy them in a short amount of time, and every time he destroyed a sword qi, Wan Hong would need to use up a large amount of Authentic Qi, which made him angry.

He had never felt such grievance from a cultivator of a lower level than him.

"Good, good, good, Hong Ling right, to be able to force me to such a state, looks like you really do have some skills, however, stop right there. Cultivators with great perfection in their Essence Refinement into Qi are not people you can compare to!"

Wan Hong shouted loudly, and the spear in his hand was instantly retracted by him. Beside him, an ice Authentic Qi surged out of his body, quickly condensing and freezing the water vapor in the air, turning it into snow.

His long spear stirred and countless snowflakes instantly gathered on its body, slowly turning into a violent snowstorm.

"Brat, since you don't know what's good for you, then take this move of mine, Silver Flower of the Snow Tree!"

Boom!! The raging snowstorm, under the control of the Ten Thousand Great Authentic Qi, swept towards Hong Ling with a dense spear light.

Hong Ling stood where he was, dressed in white clothes that fluttered in the wind. There was neither happiness nor sadness in his eyes, and as he looked at the blizzard that covered the sky, the aura on his body instantly erupted.

Streams of fire sword Qi formed around his body, every single one containing a sharp sword intent, but what was different was that the longsword in Hong Ling's hand did not move, and allowed the fire sword Qi to gather more and more.

When all the Sword Qi was in front of him, the steel sword in Hong Ling's hand ignited with a loud bang.

"Flame Breaking Spell, break for me!"

The young man shouted, and ten Sword Qi streaked across the sky, continuously attracting and devouring Sword Qi, instantly forming ten bright and resplendent sword beams. Under the guidance of Hong Ling's will, the sword beams slowly lined up together, forming a storm of Sword Qi.

Boom! Ten sword energies crashed into the violent wind and snow. Ice and fire interweaved, creating a powerful shockwave and mist that swept out in all directions.

Bang! A figure was thrown out from the white mist and was about to land heavily on the stage.

Hong Ling was in the air, the sword in his hand fiercely thrusting at the stone slab, the sword edge creating a bright spark on it, his free left hand instantly pressed on the ground with all his might, with a bang, he borrowed the momentum and flew up, twisting his waist in the air and smashed down heavily.

Bang. He was on his knees and his knees smashed into the stone floor, creating a huge crater in the stage. Countless cracks spread out like a spider web with his knees as the center.

The youth raised his head and looked at Wan Hong who was slowly walking out of the white mist. Although blood was trickling from the corner of his mouth, his face was full of smiles.

"Just a bit more and I would have been relegated!"