Chapter 181: 181: 120: Master of the Soul, A Glance of
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Chapter 181 - 181: 120: Master of the Soul, A Glance of
Ten Thousand Years_2
Translator: 549690339
Even Jiang Ming agreed.Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience
Peer Tianjiao had a fierce battle, not fearing life and death. There was really no better opportunity for honing oneself.
To know the strength of others and to recognize one’s own shortcomings.
The host appeared.
After the opening speech, he explained the rules once again.
It’s still a round-robin tournament.
But on the first day, everyone only has one battle.
There are a total of ten battles.
In the following days, there will be ten battles each day, one at a time, and each battle can last up to two hours.
The first battle is between the first place in the Heavenly Ladder and the tenth place in the semi-finals; in short, it’s a battle between the first and the twentieth.
The second battle, the second place and the nineteenth place.
And so on.
“Please welcome Jian Ming Jiang from Tianzhong Province!”
“Please welcome Yan Jiu Yan from Sichuan Province!”
As the host’s voice fell, both Jiang Ming and the others were teleported to the Battle Platform.
At this moment, the whole world’s attention was focused on the two of them.
“Brother Yan!” Jiang Ming took the initiative to greet first.
“Brother Jiang!” Yan Jiu, tall and thin, with a pale face and thin lips, handsome with a sharp edge, responded with a fist. “I have been wanting to fight you for a long time, and today I finally get my wish. Please don’t hold back, let me see the true style of the top of the Heaven’s Ladder.”
“Please go all out as well, Brother Yan!” Jiang Ming said, casually swiping his hand, and a Virtual Screen appeared in front of him, where he could choose his weapons from.
After a little thought, he chose an eight-sided heavy sword.
It weighed eight hundred jin.
He casually played with the sword flower, at ease but made Yan Jiu’s pupils shrink.
He also chose a sword, a long sword with green light flowing through it.
If they looked deeper, they would discover Jiang Ming’s horror: he was using a Sword Qi similar to the opponent’s.
This was incredible.
Yan Jiu’s sword technique unfolded, his figure as fast as lightning, circling Jiang Ming and attacking him relentlessly. One sword after another, like a raging storm, tearing apart the sky dome and destroying everything in front of him.
Amidst the destruction, the melody of death was hidden.
Jiang Ming mainly defended.
Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed a strand of Sword Qi. Seemingly sentient, the Sword Qi struggled in his hand while tearing at his protective Gang Qi.
“This Qi...” Jiang Ming’s eyes narrowed as his scalp tingled.
The same amount of True Qi simply couldn’t block this Sword Qi.
Even three or four times the amount couldn’t withstand the cutting of the Sword Qi.
What’s most unbelievable was that each Qi forming the Sword Qi was tiny black dots, and each black dot was like an insect.
Seemingly alive yet not quite so.
It couldn’t be more bizarre.
“How did you do it?” Jiang Ming asked in surprise.
“You have your opportunities, and I have my own destiny.” Yan Jiu replied, and then sighed, “Brother Jiang, I know you’re strong, but after fighting against you, I realize that your strength is so despairing. However, I will not admit defeat.”
As he spoke, he suddenly leaped into the air, holding the sword with both hands, and with a single slash, a massive Sword Qi over fifty meters long split the sky dome and descended.
Accompanying it were numerous Sword Qi.
The entire Battle Platform was shrouded in them.
Jiang Ming’s eyes focused, and his long sword spun around him, forming a Sword Qi torrent, blocking the opponent while also shattering the Sword Qi. The scattered black Sword Qi didn’t dissipate but rapidly gathered towards him.
“Annihilation Storm!”
Yan Jiu, who landed down, shook his body, and True Qi torrents burst out from inside, scattering in all directions, shrouding everything in front of him. In an instant, the black color covered the Battle Platform, causing everyone’s scalp to go numb.
The sheer quantity and the bizarre nature of the True Qi made even those watching were moved.
At the center of it all, Jiang Ming furrowed his brow.
Surrounding him, the black storm swept through, effortlessly tearing apart his protective Gang Qi.
“Heavenly Sword!”
Jiang Ming knew that he had to show some of his real skills now..
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Chapter 181 - 181: 120: Master of the Soul, A Glance of
Ten Thousand Years_2
Translator: 549690339
Even Jiang Ming agreed.Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience
Peer Tianjiao had a fierce battle, not fearing life and death. There was really no better opportunity for honing oneself.
To know the strength of others and to recognize one’s own shortcomings.
The host appeared.
After the opening speech, he explained the rules once again.
It’s still a round-robin tournament.
But on the first day, everyone only has one battle.
There are a total of ten battles.
In the following days, there will be ten battles each day, one at a time, and each battle can last up to two hours.
The first battle is between the first place in the Heavenly Ladder and the tenth place in the semi-finals; in short, it’s a battle between the first and the twentieth.
The second battle, the second place and the nineteenth place.
And so on.
“Please welcome Jian Ming Jiang from Tianzhong Province!”
“Please welcome Yan Jiu Yan from Sichuan Province!”
As the host’s voice fell, both Jiang Ming and the others were teleported to the Battle Platform.
At this moment, the whole world’s attention was focused on the two of them.
“Brother Yan!” Jiang Ming took the initiative to greet first.
“Brother Jiang!” Yan Jiu, tall and thin, with a pale face and thin lips, handsome with a sharp edge, responded with a fist. “I have been wanting to fight you for a long time, and today I finally get my wish. Please don’t hold back, let me see the true style of the top of the Heaven’s Ladder.”
“Please go all out as well, Brother Yan!” Jiang Ming said, casually swiping his hand, and a Virtual Screen appeared in front of him, where he could choose his weapons from.
After a little thought, he chose an eight-sided heavy sword.
It weighed eight hundred jin.
He casually played with the sword flower, at ease but made Yan Jiu’s pupils shrink.
He also chose a sword, a long sword with green light flowing through it.
If they looked deeper, they would discover Jiang Ming’s horror: he was using a Sword Qi similar to the opponent’s.
This was incredible.
Yan Jiu’s sword technique unfolded, his figure as fast as lightning, circling Jiang Ming and attacking him relentlessly. One sword after another, like a raging storm, tearing apart the sky dome and destroying everything in front of him.
Amidst the destruction, the melody of death was hidden.
Jiang Ming mainly defended.
Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed a strand of Sword Qi. Seemingly sentient, the Sword Qi struggled in his hand while tearing at his protective Gang Qi.
“This Qi...” Jiang Ming’s eyes narrowed as his scalp tingled.
The same amount of True Qi simply couldn’t block this Sword Qi.
Even three or four times the amount couldn’t withstand the cutting of the Sword Qi.
What’s most unbelievable was that each Qi forming the Sword Qi was tiny black dots, and each black dot was like an insect.
Seemingly alive yet not quite so.
It couldn’t be more bizarre.
“How did you do it?” Jiang Ming asked in surprise.
“You have your opportunities, and I have my own destiny.” Yan Jiu replied, and then sighed, “Brother Jiang, I know you’re strong, but after fighting against you, I realize that your strength is so despairing. However, I will not admit defeat.”
As he spoke, he suddenly leaped into the air, holding the sword with both hands, and with a single slash, a massive Sword Qi over fifty meters long split the sky dome and descended.
Accompanying it were numerous Sword Qi.
The entire Battle Platform was shrouded in them.
Jiang Ming’s eyes focused, and his long sword spun around him, forming a Sword Qi torrent, blocking the opponent while also shattering the Sword Qi. The scattered black Sword Qi didn’t dissipate but rapidly gathered towards him.
“Annihilation Storm!”
Yan Jiu, who landed down, shook his body, and True Qi torrents burst out from inside, scattering in all directions, shrouding everything in front of him. In an instant, the black color covered the Battle Platform, causing everyone’s scalp to go numb.
The sheer quantity and the bizarre nature of the True Qi made even those watching were moved.
At the center of it all, Jiang Ming furrowed his brow.
Surrounding him, the black storm swept through, effortlessly tearing apart his protective Gang Qi.
“Heavenly Sword!”
Jiang Ming knew that he had to show some of his real skills now..
Chapter 181 - 181: 120: Master of the Soul, A Glance ofTen Thousand Years_2Translator: 549690339Even Jiang Ming agreed.Visit noveLbin.com for the best novel reading experiencePeer Tianjiao had a fierce battle, not fearing life and death. There was really no better opportunity for honing oneself.To know the strength of others and to recognize one's own shortcomings.The host appeared.After the opening speech, he explained the rules once again.It's still a round-robin tournament.But on the first day, everyone only has one battle.There are a total of ten battles.In the following days, there will be ten battles each day, one at a time, and each battle can last up to two hours.The first battle is between the first place in the Heavenly Ladder and the tenth place in the semi-finals; in short, it's a battle between the first and the twentieth.The second battle, the second place and the nineteenth place.And so on.Please welcome Jian Ming Jiang from Tianzhong Province!Please welcome Yan Jiu Yan from Sichuan Province!As the host's voice fell, both Jiang Ming and the others were teleported to the Battle Platform.At this moment, the whole world's attention was focused on the two of them.Brother Yan! Jiang Ming took the initiative to greet first.Brother Jiang! Yan Jiu, tall and thin, with a pale face and thin lips, handsome with a sharp edge, responded with a fist. I have been wanting to fight you for a long time, and today I finally get my wish. Please don't hold back, let me see the true style of the top of the Heaven's Ladder.Please go all out as well, Brother Yan! Jiang Ming said, casually swiping his hand, and a Virtual Screen appeared in front of him, where he could choose his weapons from.After a little thought, he chose an eight-sided heavy sword.It weighed eight hundred jin.He casually played with the sword flower, at ease but made Yan Jiu's pupils shrink.He also chose a sword, a long sword with green light flowing through it.If they looked deeper, they would discover Jiang Ming's horror: he was using a Sword Qi similar to the opponent's.This was incredible.Yan Jiu's sword technique unfolded, his figure as fast as lightning, circling Jiang Ming and attacking him relentlessly. One sword after another, like a raging storm, tearing apart the sky dome and destroying everything in front of him.Amidst the destruction, the melody of death was hidden.Jiang Ming mainly defended.Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed a strand of Sword Qi. Seemingly sentient, the Sword Qi struggled in his hand while tearing at his protective Gang Qi.This Qi... Jiang Ming's eyes narrowed as his scalp tingled.The same amount of True Qi simply couldn't block this Sword Qi.Even three or four times the amount couldn't withstand the cutting of the Sword Qi.What's most unbelievable was that each Qi forming the Sword Qi was tiny black dots, and each black dot was like an insect.Seemingly alive yet not quite so.It couldn't be more bizarre.How did you do it? Jiang Ming asked in surprise.You have your opportunities, and I have my own destiny. Yan Jiu replied, and then sighed, Brother Jiang, I know you're strong, but after fighting against you, I realize that your strength is so despairing. However, I will not admit defeat.As he spoke, he suddenly leaped into the air, holding the sword with both hands, and with a single slash, a massive Sword Qi over fifty meters long split the sky dome and descended.Accompanying it were numerous Sword Qi.The entire Battle Platform was shrouded in them.Jiang Ming's eyes focused, and his long sword spun around him, forming a Sword Qi torrent, blocking the opponent while also shattering the Sword Qi. The scattered black Sword Qi didn't dissipate but rapidly gathered towards him.Annihilation Storm!Yan Jiu, who landed down, shook his body, and True Qi torrents burst out from inside, scattering in all directions, shrouding everything in front of him. In an instant, the black color covered the Battle Platform, causing everyone's scalp to go numb.The sheer quantity and the bizarre nature of the True Qi made even those watching were moved.At the center of it all, Jiang Ming furrowed his brow.Surrounding him, the black storm swept through, effortlessly tearing apart his protective Gang Qi.Heavenly Sword!Jiang Ming knew that he had to show some of his real skills now..
