As the rolling waves of energy and fluctuations dissipated, Jian Wudi and Zhan Lan stood facing each other from a distance, neither rushing to make a move.
“It seems you couldn’t defeat me in three moves,” Zhan Lan spoke first, his tone calm, his aura settling into complete tranquility.
“Your combat strength is indeed somewhat beyond my expectations. But that’s good. It hasn’t disappointed me too much. Otherwise, it would have been too dull,” Jian Wudi replied, his expression equally calm, showing no trace of frustration for failing to defeat Zhan Lan in three moves.
“Are you so certain you can defeat me?” Hearing Jian Wudi’s confident words, Zhan Lan countered.
Jian Wudi didn’t answer directly but asked calmly, “You’ve thrown your spear. What will you fight with now?”
“The spear is gone, but I’m still here,” Zhan Lan said. “I am the spear!”
With that, a brilliant brown light burst from Zhan Lan’s body. Terrifying fluctuations radiated from him, surging in all directions.
His body seemed to embody the power to challenge the heavens and earth, instantly becoming imposing, like an invincible, all-conquering war god. A staggering battle intent swept through the world, enveloping everything.
“Spear is man, man is spear. The spear is gone, but I am the spear. Brown Spear Battle Body!”
A earth-shaking shout echoed as Zhan Lan’s long hair whipped wildly, his aura towering. Rolling fluctuations surged endlessly. Even without striking, the force was enough to push back warriors of the same tier.
“Brown Spear Battle Body? What kind of physique is this?”
“I never expected Zhan Lan to have such a trump card. This Brown Spear Battle Body is terrifying!”
“It seems this battle is full of suspense!”
At this moment, countless onlookers were shocked. Even the disciples of the Spear Dragon Sect were unaware that Zhan Lan possessed such a physique.
The aura unleashed by this physique was already so terrifying. If combined with his phenomenon or other powerful martial techniques, its power would be unimaginable.
With such a fearsome talent and strength, defeating Jian Wudi wasn’t impossible.
Li Yunxiao, Ming Tian, and Xie Sheng were stunned, their faces filled with disbelief.
As prodigies in the same realm, they were considered near the pinnacle, far above others of their tier. Yet, being defeated by Jian Wudi in three moves had already shocked them, unimaginable that someone could be so overwhelmingly powerful.
And now, they saw that Zhan Lan was just as formidable, perhaps even stronger than Jian Wudi.
How could they, as prodigies, face such a blow? If Jian Wudi and Zhan Lan were prodigies, how could they still claim that title?
Gazing at the now even more powerful Zhan Lan, Lin Xiao’s heart was filled with shock. This physique was too strong. Zhan Lan was like a spear himself, with boundless battle intent. With Lin Xiao’s current strength, a direct clash with Zhan Lan would likely reduce him to pulp.
It seemed he had underestimated Zhan Lan. Zhan Lan’s challenge to Jian Wudi wasn’t just about forcing him to reveal his trump cards.
At this moment, even Zhe Renfeng frowned. The disciples of the Lingjian Sect grew solemn.
They had come with overwhelming confidence, never expecting Zhan Lan to hide such depths. Beyond his low-tier earth-level phenomenon, he possessed such a terrifying physique.
Among those present, the calmest were Zhong Moyang and Yun Jing.
It seemed they had long known of Zhan Lan’s trump cards.
No wonder, from the start, both had remained utterly calm, exuding confidence.
“This is getting more interesting,” Jian Wudi said, his face returning to calm after a slight surprise, showing no trace of concern.
“Then let’s fight to our heart’s content!” Zhan Lan shouted, retrieving another spear from his storage ring.
The crowd was dumbfounded.
Hadn’t he just said he was the spear? Why did he suddenly pull out another?
It seemed Zhan Lan was well-prepared. Knowing the third technique of the Spear Dragon Sect’s Righteous Energy Spear Art required throwing the spear, he had another ready in his storage ring.
Perhaps he had even more spears stored!
Typically, warriors grew attached to their weapons, especially those who trained in swords or spears. Over time, a weapon would absorb its wielder’s aura and power, becoming more refined and powerful.
Some even treated their weapons as extensions of their lives.
Yet Zhan Lan, with his multiple spear-related talents, seemed unburdened by such attachments. He threw one spear and had another ready.
This left even Jian Wudi momentarily stunned, having thought Zhan Lan would truly fight as the spear himself.
“Eight Desolations Spear Art, Spear Sweeps the Eight Desolations!” With a thunderous shout, Zhan Lan charged forward like a primordial beast. A powerful spear thrust pierced the air, accompanied by a dragon’s roar. The immense spear beam, like a surging Yangtze or a roaring river, carried terrifying fluctuations, sweeping toward Jian Wudi with the momentum to crush all obstacles.
The Eight Desolations seemed swept away by this single spear, its power utterly terrifying.
“Sky-Piercing Sword, One Slash to Sever Heaven and Earth!”
A booming shout echoed as an unmatched aura surged from Jian Wudi. The momentum of heaven and earth seemed to merge into the longsword he held. Though he didn’t unleash other talents beyond his sword momentum, the gathered aura combined with this technique was immensely powerful. Jian Wudi himself seemed to transform into a razor-sharp sword, ready to cleave the heavens and earth with a single move.
This sword technique was a supreme art of the Lingjian Sect, fearsome beyond measure.
With a heavy slash, an incomparably sharp sword beam erupted from the longsword. In that instant, the heavens seemed on the verge of being split apart, the void trembling, with howling winds and strange whistles resonating.
The dazzling sword light illuminated hundreds of miles, streaking through the sky, carrying a terrifying aura that could annihilate everything, crashing into Zhan Lan’s spear beam river.
*Boom!*
A light as bright as ten suns erupted, illuminating the heavens and earth. Rolling waves of energy surged outward in all directions.
This strike was, astonishingly, another stalemate, with neither side gaining the slightest advantage.
The crowd was shocked again. Zhan Lan’s Brown Spear Battle Body was formidable, but Jian Wudi’s strength was undeniable. With just his sword momentum and martial technique, he matched Zhan Lan perfectly.
It seemed defeating him would be no easy task for Zhan Lan.
Amid the crowd’s shock, Zhan Lan’s aura surged once more. This time, he didn’t pause after the strike.
A faint earthy glow bloomed around his dantian, and a spear shadow materialized above his head. A terrifying aura radiated, rampaging in all directions.
Beyond the Brown Spear Battle Body, Zhan Lan unleashed his phenomenon. With the Spear Phenomenon combined with the Brown Spear Battle Body, Zhan Lan was likely preparing his final attack, ready to unleash his strongest power.
One spear, to decide the outcome.
