Tyrant Sky Martial Sou
Chapter 1027: About to Set Out

Chapter 1027: Chapter 1027: About to Set Out

"So strong!"

Ling Xiao couldn’t help but reveal a smile; he didn’t know what Martial Arts Meng Tong cultivated, but it must be formidable.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t be possible to burst forth such a strong momentum.

Of course, the stronger Meng Tong was, the happier he became!

"Come on, use your strongest strike, and let me see what you’re made of!"

Ling Xiao didn’t advance, he stood there, like an eternal and indestructible War God, as if neither surging monstrous waves nor wild winds could shake him in the slightest.

"My lord, be careful!"

The technique Meng Tong was concocting had reached its peak.

On the surface, there was no clear winner in terms of momentum, but battles aren’t won on momentum alone—ultimately, the outcome is the King’s Path.

As his words ended, Meng Tong’s Halberd trembled in his hand, the previously overwhelming urge to battle that almost made the many soldiers watching unable to withstand it vanished and concentrated entirely onto the tip of the spear.

The fighting intent that seemed to envelop the sky had been compressed to the size of the spear tip in an instant.

Once released, how terrifying it would be.

"Excellent!"

Faced with this spear thrust, Ling Xiao didn’t withhold his admiration, and then on the Golden Crow Sword, black and white colors kept consolidating.

Slaughter Sword Intent and Annihilation Sword Intent also melded into one with it.

Hundred Battle Divine Spear!

Light and Shadow Divine Cone!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The violent sounds echoed like thunder underground, catching soldiers off guard and knocking them to the ground, faces filled with terror.

Terrifying!

Truly horrifying!

They thought Meng Tong was a beast, formidable and frightening.

But they hadn’t expected Ling Xiao, who appeared so refined and cultured, to be equally formidable.

A single exchange had already entirely convinced them.

Even if Ling Xiao were to lose this battle, they would still be convinced.

With such a person leading, their future must be bright.

The fearsome standoff continued, but sharp-eyed observers noticed that Meng Tong had begun to retreat.

The ground beneath him cracked alarmingly, and although his legs were buried in the dirt, he was still being pushed backward.

"Die!"

From Ling Xiao’s mouth, a single word suddenly burst forth.

Everyone shuddered.

In that moment, it was as if they saw the appearance of the God of Slaughter, and the entire underground seemed to have turned into a sea of blood.

Moments later, the roaring ceased!

The burst of energy had also disappeared.

Meng Tong stood there, stunned, with the sword resting against his neck, a trace of crimson on the tip.

"I lost! I’ve lost!"

Meng Tong said with a wry smile, "I never thought the young master would be so tough; even with all my tricks, I’m no match for you."

"Your weakness lies in the few variations of your technique, but that’s precisely your strength, depending on who you are fighting against."

Ling Xiao smiled as he sheathed his sword, then patted Meng Tong on the shoulder and said, "Ordinary people naturally can’t see your flaws, so retaining your current style might actually be the best course of action. No need to change."

He said this because he was worried that, should Meng Tong lose this battle to him, a rash change in his combat style would lead him astray.

"Your subordinate understands. Master, that sword attack just now nearly made me believe it was my end. The terrifying Slaughter Sword Intent was indeed fearsome."

At this moment, Meng Tong was wholeheartedly serving Ling Xiao, and it was a complete and sincere allegiance.

Before it was to repay a debt of gratitude, now it was genuine service. These two might seem similar, but in reality, they were vastly different.

Repaying a debt always meant considering oneself as an outsider, treating Ling Xiao as a benefactor.

But genuine service meant completely treating Ling Xiao as one of his own, as a brother.

The soldiers watching all cast admiring and respectful glances at Ling Xiao.

A sixteen-year-old youth, yet so powerful that it made them all somewhat ashamed.

"Master, your Sword Intent must be at the Small Success stage, right?"

"Small Success, Seventh Layer, not far from Great Success."

Ling Xiao’s cultivation level was improving, the Light and Shadow Mystique was improving, and so was his Sword Intent.

That’s why his combat power had always remained very strong.

Unlike many martial artists who focus on increasing their cultivation level but fail to keep up with their martial skills and martial arts.

He wouldn’t.

"Master is truly formidable, constantly improving such an elusive thing as Sword Intent, it’s really admirable,"

Qin Huo couldn’t help but smile bitterly, "Although my cultivation level has reached the Cave Heaven Realm, my battle intent is only at the Beginner Stage, and I’ve always been unable to break through to Small Success."

Sword Intent is also a kind of battle intent, but simply because more people use swords, it is singled out. Grasping battle intent and being able to utilize it is already very difficult in itself.

It is said that out of a hundred thousand martial artists, ten thousand can awaken their battle intent;

Among these ten thousand, only a thousand can solidify and cultivate their battle intent to the Beginner Stage.

And among that thousand, only a mere few could advance their battle intent to Small Success.

Therefore, although many can burst forth with strong momentum, this is done unconsciously, and doesn’t count as battle intent, nor can it be used in combat to bolster offense and defense.

"This depends on fate; I really can’t help you there. This time I have come to tell you something."

Ling Xiao smiled and said, "The border trial will start soon, and by then, I will place you under the Northern Desert City Lord, the Phoenix God Empire Great General Ji Ning. As long as you earn sufficient military merits, you can completely free yourselves from slavery!"

"Really?"

These people were still slaves, at least according to the records of the Phoenix God Empire, and to rid themselves of such status was not just a matter of talking about it; they needed to earn military merits.

Hearing Ling Xiao’s words, they were extremely excited.

"Of course it’s true, but you should be aware that the battlefields of the Phoenix God Empire are more dangerous than those on the Heavenly Dragon Continent, so you need to improve your strength quickly. As for weapons and armor, I will find a way for you, don’t worry about that."

Ling Xiao reminded.

"Don’t worry, Master, we will definitely train hard."

Qin Huo nodded.

"Remember, your lives are not just your own now, but also mine. I won’t allow any of you to die, so you must fight hard to live, to witness the day when the Human Sacred Dynasty takes control of the Mysterious World again!"

Ling Xiao declared loudly.

"Yes!"

A uniform voice rose in response.

Ling Xiao nodded in satisfaction.

Martial artists with a military background were different; their discipline was very good. They would perfectly complete any task he assigned them, which gave him much peace of mind.

"Continue your cultivation; I won’t disturb you further!"

Taking advantage of the night, Ling Xiao left the mysterious residence.

Just like when he had arrived, he moved like a ghostly charm, silent and undetected.

The Shadow Step combined with the Shadow Armor was really effective—unless encountered by a martial artist significantly stronger than himself, detecting him was a rather difficult task.

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