C162 Rolling

Zhao Yuanshen was at the initial Mortal Core realm, and adding on the fact that he was using the tyrannical grade seven martial skill, Breaking Enemy Fist, his imposing manner was raised to the limit. This made Han Bing somewhat suspicious. According to what they said, this was only a friendly match, but why did Zhao Yuanshen use his killing move the moment he attacked? Furthermore, Han Bing saw some killing intent in his eyes.

However, Han Bing wasn't worried. Not to mention an initial Mortal Core warrior, even a initial Heavenly Core warrior might not be a match for him.

Zhao Yuanshen moved closer to Sun Youwei and threw out a thunderous punch, which landed on the battle stage with a loud bang. A huge crater instantly appeared on the originally incomparably hard battle stage, and dust flew all over the place. However, at this moment, Sun Youwei had disappeared from the battle stage, leaving only Zhao Yuanshen half kneeling on the stage. His fist was still smashing onto the ground, maintaining the posture of punching out.

"What's going on? Then why did Li Zuole disappear? Even if he was beaten to death, there should at least be a corpse. " An old man said in surprise.

"Who knows? Maybe he died to the point where there wasn't even anything left of him. He even claimed to be someone from some large clan. He truly overestimates himself. " Another escort spoke in a mocking tone.

"Yuan Shen, be careful!" Just as Zhao Zhenyuan was about to mock him, he suddenly felt the space above the stage twist. Then, an extremely powerful aura was created. It was as if a golden radiance appeared out of nowhere.

"Formation 24!" Han Bing cried out in alarm. Wasn't this the same type of formation technique that the Third Master of the Crescent Moon Mountain had used before? Could it be that the Third Master had come? Obviously not. Then there was only one possibility: Sun Youcai had learned the art of formations in just a few hours.

"Ah!" A shrill scream rang out as the sword made of golden light stabbed into Zhao Yuanshen's right arm. Before anyone could react, the golden sword exploded and shattered Zhao Yuanshen's arm. Generally, injuries were like this. Unless there was some fortuitous encounter, or his cultivation base was tyrannical to a certain extent, only then would he be able to recover. However, looking at Zhao Yuanshen, he had no hope for the rest of his life.

"Aiya, this is the first time I've not controlled this move well. I'm really sorry." Sun Youwei's low voice sounded out, and a tall and thin figure appeared in front of everyone. Wasn't this Sun Youwei?

"Why are you so ruthless? It's only a friendly match, yet you want to cripple his arm?" Zhao Zhenyuan's tone was cold as he sternly questioned Sun Youwei.

"Chief Escort Zhao, didn't you see it just now? Your son even used his killing technique on me. If I didn't run fast enough, I would have been beaten to death by him. Yet, I only casually struck out with my hand. Who would have thought that he would be so weak? " Sun Youwei said.

Zhao Zhenyuan glared at Sun Youcai. However, he was surprised to find out that he was unable to see through Sun Youcai's cultivation level even with his advanced Divine Core realm cultivation. This wasn't because Sun Youcai was stronger than him, but because there might be some precious treasures that could hide one's cultivation level so that others wouldn't pry at it.

He could clearly see that Han Bing's cultivation level was only at the early Mortal Core realm. At this moment, he could only hope that his other son, Zhao Yuanlin, could properly teach Han Bing a lesson and avenge Zhao Yuan.

"Hmph, continue!" Zhao Zhenyuan said.

Han Bing didn't show any fear and jumped onto another stage. Zhao Yuanlin seemed to have received Zhao Zhenyuan's message and secretly nodded. He then stepped onto the stage, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Do you know? Anyone who wants to kill me will not have a good ending. Do you want to be the next person? " Han Bing's eyes slightly narrowed as he asked.

"Hehe, do you think that I, Zhao Yuanlin, am scared to death? Let me tell you the same. Anyone who dares to talk to me like this is dead. Do you want to be the next person?" Zhao Yuanlin stubbornly said.

"Then let's talk based on strength." Han Bing didn't continue speaking and replied Zhao Yuanlin with a wave of his sword. Han Bing drew a sword with his long sword and pointed it straight at Zhao Yuanlin.

"You also use a sword? What a coincidence, me too. I just wonder if you, Li Xunhuan, can be as formidable as Li Xunhuan was a hundred years ago. " As Zhao Yuanlin spoke, he also took out his own long sword.

"Swoosh swoosh!"

The two swords were unsheathed at the same time, and the collision produced a "ding" sound. Then, the two figures separated once again, ready to use the next move.

"Sunscorch Sword!" Zhao Yuanlin was not in a hurry. The sword in his hand glowed with a bright light, and then he slashed upwards with his sword. A huge sword light slashed out, chopping apart the fireball that was formed from the Scorching Sword's energy.

Then two fingers of Zhao Yuanlin's left hand gently touched the edge of the sword. His fingers moved along the sword and spiritual energy surged as he muttered an incantation. Immediately after, the longsword in his hand seemed to come to life as it began to emit buzzing sounds, as if it was ready to fight at any moment.

"Destroying the enemy!" Zhao Yuanlin shouted. It was as if the sword and Zhao Yuanlin had fused into one, becoming one with the sword. His body danced along with the sword, sometimes sharp and firm, sometimes lingering like water. Under the rapid dance, the sword and the person both left afterimages.

"Destroying the enemy?" "Haha, let's see how powerful my Heavenly Sword Technique is!" Han Bing also attacked with her sword, but Han Bing's sword was nimble and tricky, sparkling with a silvery white light. One strike, two strikes, three strikes, ten strikes … Han Bing slashed again and again, with each strike stronger than the last, tightly suppressing Zhao Yuanlin.

The more Zhao Yuanlin fought, the more aggrieved he became. Han Bing looked at his cultivation which was only at the early Mortal Core realm, but why was he so strong? Furthermore, the sword technique that Han Bing was using was extremely mysterious, and every move was gradually increasing in strength.

"Zhao Yuanlin, don't you think you're very powerful? Didn't you train ten years more than me? Aren't you at the Initial Stage of the Mortal Core realm? "Why are you being suppressed by me now? You really are trash." Han Bing kept ridiculing him.

"Ah!" I will kill you! " Zhao Yuanlin had never been treated like a genius in Riverside City and had never suffered such humiliation before. Hearing Han Bing's words, he immediately became furious and wished that he could eat him alive.

"What other abilities do you have? All of you, come out. " Han Bing asked while performing the Heavenly Swordplay.

"Fire Forbidden Technique, ha!" Zhao Yuanlin shouted and a raging fire began to burn on his body. This fire wasn't like ordinary fire, which could burn the skin, but was instead like a flame that burned from the inside to the outside. It originated from his spiritual sea.

However, if it was used for a long period of time, it would cause the spiritual energy to dry up and even harm the very foundation, causing cultivation to regress or even lose all cultivation. However, this was exactly what Han Bing wanted to see. Zhao Yuanlin was so arrogant that he even revealed killing intent to him. Thus, Han Bing would not show mercy to this kind of person.

"Li Xunhuan, this is what you forced me to do. Once the Forbidden Fire Technique is activated, there is no way to remove it if I don't see blood. Now, go and die." Zhao Yuanlin's expression was ferocious as his entire body was bathed in flames. His aura had more than doubled from before. However, for Han Bing, she was still far from being able to kill him.

When the Heavenly Swordplay reached its 20th move, Han Bing suddenly pulled it back. He then leaped up and abruptly retreated backwards, pulling some distance away from Zhao Yuanlin.

"Want to run?" "Where do you think you're going?" Zhao Yuanlin immediately rushed over, gripping his longsword tightly as he prepared to attack Han Bing again.

The corner of Han Bing's mouth lifted into a cold smile. A black glow appeared on his hands and an aura that originated from the Ancient Desolation was emitted from Han Bing's hands, causing everyone present to feel a trace of fear in their hearts.

"Seal the Heavens!" Han Bing let out a soft cry and channeled all the Spiritual Energy in his body into his hands. In an instant, the black light became extremely bright as two ancient characters flew out from Han Bing's hands. They were 'Subduing and Sealing'.

This was another form of the Seal of Heavenly Seal. It could suppress enemies within its range and didn't consume too much spiritual energy.

Once the two ancient characters appeared, they began to spiral and fly upwards. They stopped above Zhao Yuanlin's head and shot out two black light pillars, enveloping Zhao Yuanlin.

"What the hell is this? "You're lying, let's see if I can beat you or not." Zhao Yuanlin forcefully endured the fear that came from the depths of his soul. He gathered his spirit energy and attacked the two ancient characters in the sky. However, just as the attack was thrown out, it instantly dissipated. Immediately after, he felt an unstoppable force enveloping his entire body, including his spiritual sea, with a destructive force.

"Have you ever felt despair?" Han Bing's words were like a ghost that rang in Zhao Yuanlin's ears. At this moment, Zhao Yuanlin was using a forbidden fire technique, and Han Bing was also unable to stop him from attacking. As a result, the forbidden fire technique could not be stopped. If this continued, he would definitely be crippled.

"Just who are you? Or are you not a human? You're a demon! How can a human have such a terrifying ability?! Let go of me! Let go of me!" Zhao Yuanlin began to roar. He was already scared by Han Bing's Seal of Heavenly Seal. However, there was no medicine for regret in the world.

"Are you admitting defeat?" Han Bing asked. Actually, what she said was not for Zhao Yuanlin to hear, but for Zhao Zhenyuan to hear. As long as Zhao Yuanlin did not admit defeat, Zhao Zhenyuan would not stop the battle. Because he had faith in his son, but he didn't know that because of this confidence, he had ruined his son's life.

Zhao Yuanlin wanted to admit defeat, but he was helpless as his entire body was suppressed by the Demon Sealing Seal. As a result, he didn't even have a chance to speak, and could only wait for the cruel result of crippling his cultivation.

Below the stage, an old man seemed to have noticed that something was wrong with Zhao Yuanlin. He said, "Chief escort, the young master seems to be in a bad mood. Should we go up and save him?"

"No need. If we go up like this, we will be looked down upon by these two brats. Moreover, Yuan Lin did not say anything. He should not be a problem." Zhao Zhenyuan said confidently.

Just like this, time passed second by second. The flames surrounding Zhao Yuanlin's body gradually dimmed. It seemed that he was about to run out of oil. Han Bing controlled the Demon Sealing Seal and watched as Zhao Yuanlin slowly sank into despair.

For some reason, ever since they first met, Han Bing had been hostile towards Zhao Yuanlin. Although they didn't know why, but Han Bing still believed in her intuition, so she definitely wouldn't show mercy this time.