Gongyang Nu excelled in saber techniques. He was tall and burly, only seventeen but looking well over thirty.
Tuoba Shan was said to be unmatched with a divine bow, possessing an archery martial soul, and his palm techniques were formidable.
But those were just rumours.
“The Master of the Tower of Desperation has arrived!”
Perhaps because today’s death challenge had drawn so much attention, the Master of the Tower of Desperation personally appeared.
Hm?
Ling Xiao glanced at the figure, who wore a black ghost mask, but their aura felt strangely familiar.
No way.
Ling Xiao shook his head, dismissing his suspicion and setting aside his confusion.
“Today’s battle will be overseen by me. No one is to interfere, or they will be killed without mercy!”
The Master of the Tower of Desperation, a Celestial Realm powerhouse, exuded a terrifying killing intent. Fortunately, he deliberately restrained it, or the mere release of his aura would have killed many of the spectators.
No one dared make a sound.
Even the outer sect’s chief elder, Elder White, and Elder Black, who were present to observe, remained silent.
A Mortal Realm Ninth Layer powerhouse was nothing in the eyes of a Celestial Realm expert.
“First match: former outer sect rank ten, Yang Cheng, challenges current outer sect rank ten, Ling Xiao. Both combatants, enter the Tower of Desperation.”
The Tower of Desperation was called a tower, but it was really just a dilapidated ruin. All battles took place within this wreckage.
From the outside, the fight was clearly visible.
As soon as the Master of the Tower spoke, Yang Cheng eagerly leapt forward.
Judging by his movement, his strength had indeed grown significantly, no question about it.
Ling Xiao also soared into the air, landing on the Tower of Desperation.
His movement technique was superior to Yang Cheng’s, but he didn’t fully unleash it, making him appear slightly slower.
“It’s starting!”
Many outer sect disciples took a deep breath.
Ling Xiao was a newly admitted outer sect disciple, while the other four were veteran outer sect disciples.
From this perspective, it was a clash of old versus new.
The outer sect disciples were thrilled.
“Ling Xiao, you’re overestimating yourself by challenging Senior Brothers Jin Ming, Tuoba Shan, and Gongyang Nu with a death challenge. But sadly, you won’t get the chance to face them, because you’ll die by my hand!”
Facing Ling Xiao, Yang Cheng was both excited and furious.
Memories of their past fight replayed in his mind. The thought of that defeat filled him with shame and rage, urging him to tear Ling Xiao to shreds.
His body surged with milky-white true essence, forming a vortex that enveloped him.
His face was obscured, but the storm-like true essence he generated was far stronger than before.
The terrifying vortex whipped up bricks and debris from the ruin, forming a massive pile of rubble.
It hovered above Yang Cheng’s head.
Boom!
The pile, weighing tens of thousands of pounds, was hurled toward Ling Xiao by the raging winds.
Ling Xiao didn’t move, standing calmly in place.
Yet, the moment the rubble neared him, it shattered, scattering in all directions.
Yang Cheng didn’t seem to expect this move to defeat Ling Xiao; it was merely a greeting.
The next moment, his fighting spirit soared to its peak, his terrifying aura surging wildly. The vortex expanded, ravaging the already crumbling ruin.
Already a Half-Step Master, now bolstered by the true essence granted by Demon Flame Heavenly Lord, his presence was so terrifying that many outer sect disciples trembled.
“This guy’s way stronger than before!”
Those familiar with Yang Cheng gasped in shock.
“Yeah, at least seven or eight times stronger. He couldn’t produce this kind of terrifying aura before.”
“Heh, I said it—Ling Xiao’s done for in the first round. No need for the later fights.”
Seeing this, Dai Yuling tightly gripped her master Lan Yuer’s hand.
“Master, please save Ling Xiao. He shouldn’t die for me.”
Lan Yuer sighed.
Could she intervene?
Not only was Elder Black watching closely, but the Master of the Tower of Desperation wouldn’t allow interference.
This was a life-or-death battle.
But if Ling Xiao were truly in mortal danger, could she stand by?
She didn’t think she could.
Watching Ling Xiao die?
She’d rather break sect rules!
At worst, she’d be expelled.
But seeing Ling Xiao’s expression, her worries instantly vanished.
His face remained calm, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, yet Lan Yuer could sense the profound confidence radiating from his very core.
“Yuling, don’t worry. Ling Xiao is far stronger than you imagine.”
Lan Yuer said.
Her words had no basis.
But she trusted her judgment was correct.
On the Tower of Desperation, Ling Xiao looked at Yang Cheng impassively.
He had no intention of attacking first.
Against an unfamiliar enemy, striking second was often wiser.
Of course, if the opponent delayed too long, he’d find a way to act.
He had no plans to drag this out with Yang Cheng.
Three moves at most!
Ling Xiao set this goal.
One move would be ideal.
Of the four opponents, only Jin Ming posed a real threat. The other three barely sparked his interest.
“Ling Xiao, this day next year will be your memorial day! You should regret injuring me so badly!”
Suddenly, with a roar, Yang Cheng moved.
He merged into the massive vortex, his hands transforming into sharp ice blades, glinting with cold light amid the storm.
Boom!
In that moment, the entire Tower of Desperation was engulfed in the raging winds, blinding many spectators to what was happening.
“What terrifying explosive power!”
“What fearsome strength!”
“Is this still Yang Cheng? This attack could rival the outer sect’s top five.”
In an instant, Yang Cheng’s assault reached Ling Xiao.
From a distance, it looked like a wind dragon wielding a giant sword, thrusting at Ling Xiao.
Too fast for Ling Xiao to dodge.
At least, that’s how it seemed to the onlookers.
But a faint smile appeared on Ling Xiao’s face.
Because he saw through it.
Yang Cheng’s so-called trump card was fully exposed before him.
Three moves?
Ling Xiao smirked disdainfully, realizing he’d overestimated Yang Cheng.
The guy’s strength and explosive power were indeed more formidable than before, but to Ling Xiao, he was actually weaker.
Most of his body had been replaced with puppet parts, drastically reducing his flexibility and reaction speed.
No matter how advanced, a puppet couldn’t match the human body.
Moreover, Yang Cheng, overconfident in his newfound power, believed he could crush Ling Xiao instantly. He hadn’t realized how many flaws his ferocious attack exposed.
Boom!
A massive roar echoed.
Yang Cheng’s attack finally landed on Ling Xiao, leaving the scene in chaos, with bricks and debris flying, obscuring everyone’s view.
