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Chapter 536 - 537: Jiang Hao’s Strength

Chapter 536: Chapter 537: Jiang Hao’s Strength

"You’re seeking death!" Jiang Hao’s pupils constricted with fury, the irises flaring with an intangible flame.

The strong members of the Jiang royal family around them were stunned after hearing Ye Wudao’s words to Jiang Hao.

"This kid really has some nerve!"

"To actually dare mock the eldest young master!"

"Heh, just putting up a brave front! The eldest young master is a Fifth Grade War Emperor, the future head of the Jiang royal family, the most likely to breakthrough to Ninth Grade War Emperor—a genius among geniuses!" Many members of the Jiang royal family ridiculed Ye Wudao. In their eyes, this battle was nothing more than a one-man show performed by Jiang Hao.

Ye Wudao couldn’t possibly be Jiang Hao’s match!

Not even one in ten thousand chances!

"Ye Wudao, I will let you see the true worth of the Jiang royal family’s eldest young master!" Jiang Hao declared, his aura exploding in an instant, like a young sovereign, his dominance on full display.

Swish!

Jiang Hao’s body shot forth like an arrow, the sound of air exploding beneath his feet. It was a formidable stepping technique that allowed his speed to reach its peak!

His speed was so fast, it was almost comparable to the peak of an ordinary Fifth Grade War Emperor!

Ye Wudao’s gaze was grave, his entire focus sharpened!

"Fierce Tiger Iron Mountain Crash!" Jiang Hao roared, his body charging like an ancient ferocious beast, carrying the power of overwhelming mountains and seas.

Below a Fifth Grade War Emperor, if one were to be struck by this move, they wouldn’t die but would surely be severely injured!

"Puh!" Ye Wudao spat out blood, his body staggering backward, his internal organs violently shaking, pain coursing through him intensely.

"Eh, he actually withstood my son’s Fierce Tiger Iron Mountain Crash?" Jiang Tianlong’s eyes showed surprise.

"You are strong, worthy for me to wield my blade!" Ye Wudao spoke.

"What a joke, bring out all your strength! Otherwise, you’ll never have another chance in your life!" Jiang Hao declared arrogantly.

Ye Wudao’s gaze was cold; the next moment, the Eye of Slaughter opened!

Ye Wudao took one step that turned into nine, activating the Heaven-Stepping Nine Steps.

With unpredictable movements, Beiwang Blade in hand, he charged toward Jiang Hao, one man akin to a thousand soldiers.

"Heaven-Stepping Dragon Slaughter Slash!"

Roar!

A dragon’s cry echoed through heaven and earth.

A surge of unpredictable blade light, turned into the wrath of a true dragon, ferociously pummeling Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao wore a face full of pride, casually reaching out to block.

Just as the Heaven-Stepping Dragon Slaughter Slash was about to reach him, Jiang Hao’s pupils suddenly contracted.

Not good!

The blade’s sharpness made him wary!

Boom!

A loud bang resounded.

Puh!

Jiang Hao was struck in the abdomen by the blade, a fearsome wound piercing through his body, causing him to stagger backward!

"Holy shit, Jiang Hao is injured!"

"That blade from the young Beiwang is too strong!"

One could see Jiang Hao pulling out a set of golden-threaded soft armor and throwing it away, the soft armor completely ruined.

"Ye Wudao, I hadn’t expected you to be able to breach my golden-threaded soft armor!" Jiang Hao’s gaze, once condescending, had now faded, and he began to take Ye Wudao seriously.

The whole place was in shock!

"Damn it!"

"He was actually wearing armor, otherwise, the young master’s blade just now would have been enough to take his life!" Many members of Beiwang Palace showed frustration.

Locking eyes with Ye Wudao, Jiang Hao said, "Ye Wudao, I find myself having underestimated you. Your strength truly astonishes me, to think that someone of your young age could possess the power of a Fourth Grade War Emperor!"

Hiss!

Fourth Grade War Emperor!

The entire place was astounded!

"How old is Ye Wudao? I recall he is only twenty-three or four this year, right?"

"A twenty-three or four-year-old Fourth Grade War Emperor? In that case, in terms of talent, isn’t he even stronger than Jiang Hao, the royal family’s eldest young master?"

"That’s right, that’s right!" Many of Jiang Hao’s supporters began changing their minds, starting to support Ye Wudao instead.

"If you reach my age, perhaps you’ll be as powerful as me, or even stronger!" Jiang Hao looked at Ye Wudao, then suddenly, with a cold laugh, his tone changed, "Unfortunately, you won’t have the chance!"

"Opportunities are seized by oneself, not given by others," Ye Wudao said lightly.

"You’re right, you’re worthy for me to wield a weapon too!"

One could see Jiang Hao pulling out a blood-red sword, radiating a fearsome aura of slaughter, accompanied by the wailing of countless tormented souls.

This was definitely an Evil Sword!

"Evil Slaughter Sword!" When the ghost doctor saw this sword, his eyes became intensely solemn!

"What’s the origin of the Evil Slaughter Sword?" Many were curious to ask.

"The Evil Slaughter Sword is one of the Jiang royal family’s three great ancestral swords! Rumor has it, it’s a high-grade Spiritual Artifact, which was damaged after a battle and degraded to a just-adequate Spiritual Artifact. Yet, it still wields the power of a high-grade Spiritual Artifact. Even a warrior of the Sixth Grade Battle Emperor would undoubtedly die if struck by the Evil Slaughter Sword!" The ghost doctor’s gaze was serious.

Hiss!

Hearing the ghost doctor’s words, many people drew in a breath of cold air!

Even a Sixth Grade Battle Emperor can’t withstand the power of the Evil Slaughter Sword!

In contrast, the warriors from the Jiang royal family were excited beyond measure.

"The eldest young master has deployed the Evil Slaughter Sword!"

"It seems he’s ready to end the battle!"

"No one has ever survived the eldest young master’s Evil Slaughter Sword!"

Jiang Hao, holding the Evil Slaughter Sword said indifferently, "Prepare to meet death!"

As soon as he spoke, he thrust his sword at Ye Wudao.

A furious Sword Qi surged towards Ye Wudao.

Ye Wudao immediately swung his blade to defend, and a sky-reaching blade light erupted.

The furious Sword Qi met the sky-reaching blade light, and the two terrifying powers collided, causing a dreadful wave of energy to burst forth!

Boom!

The sky seemed to tear apart, and the earth trembled!

The Sword Qi was like a tiger, ready to roar through the forests, carrying a ferocious power!

The blade light was like a dragon, roaring deeply, as if a true dragon had descended!

The collision of the two forces was like a dragon fighting a tiger!

Everyone was shocked; "Holy shit, this is too spectacular!"

"The battle between the Young Beiwang and Jiang Hao is too thrilling!"

Even some warriors above the Fifth Grade Battle Emperor expression astonishment.

"Whether it’s the Young Beiwang or the eldest young master Jiang Hao, their future potential far exceeds ours!"

"From what we’ve seen so far, both could have the chance to reach the Eighth Grade Battle Emperor level. Whether they can enter the Ninth Grade Battle Emperor realm will depend on their destiny!"

"Heh, I think Jiang Hao has that opportunity, while this Young Beiwang, I’m afraid he doesn’t have that fortune!" someone sneered.

"Fury Sword Technique!" Jiang Hao roared, unleashing a sword strike with massive force, unrivaled!

"Dragon Collapse Sky Slash!" Ye Wudao swung his blade.

The battle between these two top geniuses set the Capital City ablaze!

"Ye Wudao, your combat experience is strong, but unfortunately, in the face of absolute power, you will fall!" Jiang Hao roared, with the power on his sword swelling like a flood and instantly overwhelming Ye Wudao.

"Pfft!" Ye Wudao spat out blood, his body crashing to the ground like a cannonball.

"Young master!"

"Little Ye Zi, how are you?" The ghost doctor quickly helped Ye Wudao up, with a look of concern on his face.

"Cough!" Ye Wudao, pale-faced, shook his head and said, "I’m fine!"

He claimed to be fine, but everyone could see that in this battle, Ye Wudao was at a great disadvantage!

After all, the gap in their realms couldn’t be filled!

On the other hand, Jiang Hao, pursuing his advantage, burst forth with a powerful Spiritual Power and appeared instantly in front of Ye Wudao.

"Ye Wudao, die!"

He delivered a ferocious punch onto Ye Wudao’s body.

"Ah!" With a muffled groan, Ye Wudao spit a mouthful of fresh blood and collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

The crowd went wild!

"The eldest young master is invincible!"

"Long live the eldest young master!"

"Ye Wudao, you’ve already lost!" Jiang Hao sneered, the Evil Slaughter Sword in his hand exuding an oppressive aura.

"Cough! Cough!" Ye Wudao kept coughing up fresh blood, his face deathly pale.

At that moment, a melodious phoenix cry came from within the cave!

All eyes were immediately drawn to the cave.

"It’s the royal family’s Holy Maiden!"

"Rumor has it the Holy Maiden cultivates the Phoenix Nirvana Technique, one of the most top-notch Cultivation Techniques!" many people speculated.

"Ye Wudao, die!" Jiang Hao thrust his sword at Ye Wudao.

In that instant, a chilly voice emerged from the cave; "If you harm him, I will kill you!"