“Everyone else, take a break. Clear some space for Meng Tong and the young master.”
Seeing Ling Xiao insist on fighting, Qin Huo did not stop him. He only winked at Meng Tong to go easy.
“Young master, here I come!”
Meng Tong roared. Instead of drawing his square-sky painted halberd, he swung both fists like iron hammers, charging with terrifying force.
“That fool. I told him to go light. Why so heavy!”
Qin Huo grew anxious, heavenly essence coiling around his hands, ready to rescue Ling Xiao.
Boom!
“Ah!”
The moment they clashed, jaws dropped across the crowd. Almost everyone gaped in disbelief.
They had expected Ling Xiao, even if unhurt, to fly back dozens of metres.
Yet Ling Xiao stood unmoved, one hand lightly on Meng Tong’s fist, stopping him dead.
“Meng Tong, I said go light. No need to go this light!”
Qin Huo shouted.
This guy could not even water down properly. Too obvious.
“I didn’t! I used at least half my strength!”
Meng Tong shouted, face red and veins bulging.
Ling Xiao smiled faintly, stepped aside, and removed his hand. Meng Tong shot forward, smashing a huge hole in the half-metre-thick stone wall.
“This! What just happened?”
The crowd gasped again.
Meng Tong’s attack was no joke. How could Ling Xiao block it so easily?
Ling Xiao looked at Meng Tong. “General Meng, draw your square-sky painted halberd. Otherwise today’s fight will be too boring. In pure strength, you cannot compare with me!”
Though his ancient golden dragon was sealed, his strength was not.
In raw power, three Meng Tongs would lose.
“Fine. This time, full strength!”
Knowing Ling Xiao’s prowess, Meng Tong held nothing back.
He knew no need to hold back against him.
“You had better go all out, or I might kill you!”
In that instant, killing intent surged towards Meng Tong.
Of course Ling Xiao only said it. He would not kill Meng Tong, but a half-death beating was fair, to teach him never to underestimate foes on the battlefield.
“Good. Sorry, young master. I will treat you as an enemy to kill!”
Instantly, the square-sky painted halberd appeared in Meng Tong’s hand.
Terrifying battle intent soared. The spear tip’s aura seemed to pierce the heavens.
Spears were the boldest of weapons!
The square-sky painted halberd, king of spears!
Since ancient times, masters of it were domineering warriors of immense strength.
At the same time, a spear shadow emerged behind Meng Tong.
His martial soul was a spear soul. No wonder he mimicked Qin Huo’s halberd. Not entirely a copy.
The halberd was a spear variant. With a spear soul, combat power was terrifying.
Battle intent erupted. The surroundings felt like a slaughtering battlefield.
The killing aura made watching soldiers tense and alert.
Meng Tong was a war general, not just a warrior.
His intent, honed in real battles, was fiercer than ordinary warriors’.
It could shred a soul directly!
“This Meng Tong really dares full power. When he goes mad, even he fears himself. A monster on the battlefield!”
Qin Huo sighed.
In past battles, enemies called Meng Tong “barbarian beast”. He charged like a terror to wild beasts.
“Young master won’t be in danger, right?”
The watching soldiers worried for Ling Xiao again.
Meng Tong’s earlier strike used half strength.
Pure physical strength!
Half!
Now full power plus heavenly essence. Could Ling Xiao withstand such explosion?
Even Eight Desolate Heaven beasts might not dare block it.
A Six Arts Heaven cultivator could be slain easily. A Seven Stars Heaven one, if not dead, gravely wounded.
They all owed Ling Xiao favours, saved by him from Pixiu Island. None wanted him hurt.
“Nice battle intent. Let’s see the attack!”
Ling Xiao stood like an ordinary man, releasing no intent.
Yet unmoved in Meng Tong’s storm, even smiling, was no small feat.
No one present except Qin Huo could manage it.
But Ling Xiao did.
“Young master not striking?”
Meng Tong asked.
“Attack boldly. I will strike when needed.”
Ling Xiao touched his storage ring. The Golden Crow Sword appeared, radiating scorching dominance, not cold but overwhelming.
“Come!”
The sword pointed at Meng Tong. Ordinary Ling Xiao suddenly fused with the blade. Terrifying sword intent tore the void, clashing against Meng Tong’s rising intent.
Boom!
Will collision formed a soul storm. Many warriors paled, souls injured.
“So terrifying. He’s only sixteen. How such sword intent, rivalling General Meng!”
“True genius. No wonder only he saved us from Pixiu Island. Anyone else couldn’t.”
Ling Xiao stood, sword aimed, hair dancing in the storm. Sword intent poured from him, flawless.
Truly dashing like a sword itself.
Majestic and extraordinary.
“I seem to see the Human King reborn.”
“Never saw the Human King, but the young master is the most unfathomable I’ve met.”
Some experts showed power openly, like Qin Huo.
Ling Xiao’s was hidden. Only after experiencing it did one grasp his terror.
“Ha!”
Meng Tong bellowed, stepping forward against the sword intent. Halberd aura surged. Winds howled around him, pulverising fist-sized rocks.
“Square-sky emerges, invincible. Block Buddha, slay Buddha. Block god, slay god!”
Each word was his will embodied, merging into intent, boosting his aura another thirty percent.
