Chapter 1231: Chapter 1229: Only One Person Left (Happy Chinese New Year to everyone!)
"Is this the disparity?"
Although healed, the master of the Demon Blade couldn’t forget those two lashes just now, maybe never in his lifetime. Since the inheritance of the Demon Blade, when had he ever felt so powerless?
"I didn’t even unleash the true power of the Demon Blade. Just wait, one day, I will avenge the humiliation of these two lashes!"
The master of the Demon Blade swore secretly.
After his failure, the sixth to take the stage was the Undying Ancestor.
Without an artifact, the Undying Ancestor was no match for the Flying Horse Emperor and the master of the Demon Blade, let alone a match for the Great Battles Emperor.
Unexpectedly, even without deploying any artifacts, the Undying Ancestor managed to withstand three moves, each time being shattered and enveloped in a reddish glow that healed him to the greatest extent.
Compared to the battle of Fate a few years ago, the Undying Ancestor’s immortal physique had clearly improved.
"Interesting, naturally containing immortal matter. If one could refine it, there might be a sliver of chance to cultivate an immortal body. Unfortunately, his current cultivation is still too shallow."
No one could live forever, at least not even the masters of the Sky Origin Realm, but the immortal body was an exception. Sadly, that was just a legend.
In the eyes of the Great Battles Emperor, given the Undying Ancestor’s aptitude, he would never cultivate an immortal body in his lifetime. Perhaps his lifespan wouldn’t even be as long as Shi Xiaole’s, who had comprehended the martial arts of life and death.
However, even if it were Shi Xiaole, without reaching the Sky Origin Realm, he probably wouldn’t live past a hundred thousand years, so studying them was meaningless. It was better to concentrate on breaking through.
Wielding the premium spirit whip, the Great Battles Whip, the Great Battles Emperor disposed of the Undying Ancestor.
With his current power, he was capable of deploying the Shark Tooth Whip two more times. If it were normal killing moves, with his recovery speed, he could execute four more times.
In East Victory’s side, only Golden Silkworm Emperor, Mu Yuanhao, Che Renzhong, and Shi Xiaole remained. He should be able to penetrate through two to three people, leaving the rest to the others from the South Sea. Victory was certain.
The Great Battles Emperor secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The Golden Silkworm Emperor’s strength had also grown, but only slightly. However, that was normal. After all, it had only been five years, and it was already impressive that he hadn’t remained stagnant.
The Great Battles Emperor intended to rely on hit-and-run tactics to recover his power, but the Golden Silkworm Emperor made a decision nobody expected—self-detonation upon entering the arena.
With a bang!
The Great Battles Emperor staggered nearly a thousand meters backward, blood pouring from his mouth and nose, his left arm horribly mutilated.
Giving him no chance to breathe, Mu Yuanhao, who took the stage eighth, didn’t say a word, and as he rushed towards the Great Battles Emperor, chose to self-detonate as well.
This time the Great Battles Emperor was prepared, but due to his considerable loss of power and injuries, he couldn’t avoid it completely and was shaken so hard that his chest caved in more than three inches, spewing out pieces of his liver.
Yet still, no one dared to underestimate the Great Battles Emperor. As one of the top sixteen giants holding an artifact, who could figure out his trump card?
"Senior Brother Che, let me go first."
Outside the Fate Platform, Shi Xiaole looked at Che Renzhong, an involuntary tone of respect in his voice.
Not only because the other had saved him before, but also because, after learning the Martial Emperor’s name, Shi Xiaole suddenly remembered that the National Master of the Zrin Kingdom once mentioned that Shi Xuanzhong had only taken two disciples, one named Liu Yingying, and the other was Che Renzhong. (Chapter 1073)
Considering that Che Renzhong had intercepted an attack from the Sect Leader of the Demon Exorcism Sect for him with no prior relationship, Shi Xiaole had reason to believe that the other was a disciple of Shi Xuanzhong, his Senior Brother.
"Senior Brother!"
Unable to help himself, Shi Xiaole called out.
This call of "Senior Brother" made Che Renzhong pause in his steps, his stern face showing a trace of wistfulness and sighs for the first time.
"I have the martial arts of life and death, let me go and fight him."
Shi Xiaole said.
"Precisely because of that, there are many strong enemies yet to come, which is why we need you at the back."
Without turning back, Che Renzhong leaped onto the inner ring of the Fate Platform and without another word, threw a punch directly at the Great Battles Emperor.
Thump...
The fist guards showed a faint indentation when struck by the Great Battles Whip. Che Renzhong was sent flying backward, smashing into the Array System’s light barrier, spitting out blood.
But the expression of the masters from the South Sea changed.
He had actually caught the Great Battles Emperor’s killing move, despite being heavily injured himself.
"Hmph!"
Severely injured one after another, the Great Battles Emperor could no longer stimulate the artifact, but he was confident that with his remaining power, injuring the opponent shouldn’t be difficult.
"Emperor’s Eight Mysterious Yellow Kill!"
Ignoring his injuries, Che Renzhong threw another punch. The grand and majestic aura of an emperor, like the will of the heavens, irresistible, crushing everything.
"A Hundred Rolls to Perish!"
Moving horizontally, a dense series of afterimages formed a zigzag pattern. The next moment, all incarnations of the Great Battles Emperor lashed out with the same whip.
The whips converged at the apex in the sky, as if forming a black sun, with boundless power erupting from it, comparable to the collapse of a starry sky, carrying the tune of desolation and death.
In this collision, the Array System of the Fate Platform bulged outwards by more than eighty meters, and it took dozens of breaths to rebound back into place. Once everything calmed down, the Martial Emperor was covered in blood, half-kneeling on the ground, both arms completely vanished.
The Great Battles Tower’s master fared even worse, lying on the ground barely alive and unrecognizable.
"You cannot end me."
A spiritual whip suddenly burst forth from the Great Battles Emperor’s brow, nearly tearing apart the void. With his fully refined spiritual power, it was almost a guaranteed kill against anyone not of his level.
"Not necessarily."
Che Renzhong did not move. Just as the spiritual whip pierced into his sea of spirit, he unleashed a spiritual attack of his own and threw a punch forward.
Bang!
Che Renzhong’s expression was stiff, his spirit severely injured, while the Great Battles Emperor opposite him exploded outright.
After losing no less than seven masters, the East Victory side finally triumphed over the Great Battles Emperor.
Everyone couldn’t help but marvel at the power of the Great Battles Emperor, but they were equally in awe of the East Victory masters’ fierce determination. Without their resolve to sacrifice everything, the situation at hand would not have been possible.
"What an exceptional genius, having refined eighty-one percent of his spiritual power."
Some also noticed the extent of Che Renzhong’s spiritual refinement, reaching as high as eighty-one percent. Otherwise, how could he have withstood the Great Battles Emperor’s final desperate blow?
However, looking at the life force of the opponent, who is clearly less than a thousand years old, such a high degree of refinement, in addition to the late-stage eleven percent of Supreme Martial Arts, makes him peerless among his contemporaries here!
Given time, he will surely become another powerhouse of the Fake Sky Origin Realm, and his combat power will be absolutely terrifying!
Even in the eyes of the Great Battles Emperor, a chilling intent to kill appeared, but was quickly concealed. This was clearly not the right occasion for murder, nor would it be possible.
Che Renzhong’s mind was still reeling when the fourth master from the South Sea took the stage, it was the Thousand Swords Emperor.
Not giving Che Renzhong time to recover, the Thousand Swords Emperor unleashed "Stormy Sword Silk," with Sword Qi engulfing everything like a torrential downpour, firing off and creating a dense white fog.
"Master, your undeserving disciple has yet to perfect the refinement technique you taught me. But even so, I will give my all to create the best opportunity for our junior brother," he said.
Pain and willpower stimulated Che Renzhong to forcibly wake up. Ignoring his bleeding body, he fought with his feet in place of his hands and managed to execute the "Emperor’s Eight Mysterious Yellow Palm."
The crowd was astonished, completely captivated by Che Renzhong’s supreme talent.
Even Xuanyuan Di and Qi Muchu narrowed their eyes. They realized that they had underestimated Che Renzhong in the past, who was clearly a genius on the same level as them, and even stronger.
"Renzhong, I am very grateful that I saved you back then," said the Flying Horse Emperor with a look of nostalgia in his eyes.
Who would have known that the Sect Leader of the Supreme Pavilion, which was closely linked to the Mu royal family, would be Che Renzhong? This was all because of a favor from years past.
After a deadly fight, Che Renzhong, with his grievously wounded body, defeated the Thousand Swords Emperor. He lost his right leg, and only a small part of his body was left, with less than ten percent of his peak strength remaining.
The Five Elements Axe Emperor entered the stage.
Boom!
In the explosion, Che Renzhong was blasted to nothing but a head. The Five Elements Axe Emperor kept stepping back, his body swaying and blood seeping out all over, evidently injured.
Thus, East Victory was left with a mere one person standing.
In contrast, the South Sea, not counting the Five Elements Axe Emperor, still had five powerful masters at ease, ready to pounce. Among them were two Heaven Kings, Xuanyuan Di and Qi Muchu.
Even if their strength was not as great as Shi Xiaole’s, in a war of attrition, they could wear Shi Xiaole down. This way, South Sea would still have three people left.
By this point, there was seemingly no suspense in the outcome of the fight.
"Get ready— the next match should be against East Victory. Win them over and face South Sea in a decisive battle to the death," the Chi Evil Great Witch ordered coldly.
There was no need for him to say it, the other nine combatants were already boiling with blood, eager to start.
"The kid with the surname Shi, what a pity, what a pity. Old man wants to see just how many people you can take down with you. Two, three?" the Black Abyss Elder said with his arms crossed and a mocking gaze directed at the side of East Victory.
The Scorpion Lady on the side also had a smirk on her lips. Perhaps seeing the rival in trouble excited her because she regarded them as a big future threat.
Under the gaze of many eyes, Shi Xiaole stepped forward, passing by Che Renzhong. The two did not speak, but a fleeting eye contact conveyed their understanding of each other’s intentions.
On the Fate Platform’s inner ring.
"Is it of any use? No matter how desperately you struggle, East Victory cannot escape the outcome of defeat—it’s all just fruitless effort!" the Five Elements Axe Emperor said, his face filled with scorn, as he leisurely continued, "I’m not your match, but I still have five people behind me, including your two old foes. You won’t make it through."
"How do you know if you don’t try?" Shi Xiaole replied.
Without waiting for a response from the Five Elements Axe Emperor, Shi Xiaole promptly drew his sword.
Clang!
He sheathed his sword back.
A barely perceptible blood dot appeared on the forehead of the Five Elements Axe Emperor, where Sword Qi was slowly emerging, cutting through the void.
Hiss!
The venue quieted for a moment, followed by a wave of sharp intakes of breath.
It wasn’t that Shi Xiaole was stronger than the six giants, but because this was the only instant kill to date in the competition—it was too decisive, too clean.
Before it had even begun, it was already over.
Undoubtedly, the first talent, the first swordsman endorsed by the world of East Victory had made considerable progress. No, it wasn’t just considerable compared to others—it should be described as significant.
"Dammit, this bastard..." the Five Elements Axe Emperor cursed vehemently outside the Fate Platform’s ring, his face ashen with rage. He felt like a clown, not even afforded the patience from the other party for an extra word.
