Tyrant Sky Martial Sou
Chapter 230 Two Madmen_1

Chapter 230: Chapter 230 Two Madmen_1

Facing Zuo Leng, Ling Xiao dared not show the slightest negligence. The Thunderbolt True Element, despite originating from Master Baiyun, was not exactly the same after being transformed by the Mountain and River Martial Soul.

So even if Master Baiyun saw it, it wouldn’t matter much, the most he would be was surprised.

Bang!

A palm and a fist, both wrapped in Zi Lan lightning, collided.

The air was compressed rapidly and then burst outwards, with currents of electricity running wild everywhere.

Atop the Cliff of Life and Death, huge rocks shattered and crumbled, scattering stones as if meteors were falling.

Even the mountain itself trembled violently, and all the spectators except for Ming Tian and Master Baiyun hurriedly moved away.

After the exchange of blows, both of them retreated almost simultaneously, a bit out of their control.

Then, almost at the same moment, they stopped and steadied themselves.

"So strong, both of them are so strong!"

"You can tell that Zuo Leng’s palm strike is more powerful, but Ling Xiao’s fist technique is even more exquisite, diverting part of Zuo Leng’s palm force into the air, resulting in no threat to him, thus creating a stalemate."

Master Baiyun’s vision was indeed accurate, as he spotted the reason for the current situation at a glance.

"From the looks of it, both seem to be evenly matched for now, but Zuo Leng’s attack must have just been a probing one."

"That’s right, he is always cautious and would not show his full strength at once. Ling Xiao’s troubles are still to come."

"Should be correct."

The other spectators were also discussing in low voices, but it was obvious they believed that Zuo Leng had held back, while Ling Xiao had given his all.

At the end of the day, they still found it a little hard to believe in Ling Xiao’s strength.

But that was rather normal.

Faced with someone in the early stage of the Martial Vein Eighth Layer fighting on par with someone in the early stage of the Martial Vein Ninth Layer, besides the reason of holding back, they couldn’t think of any other explanation.

After regaining his stance, Zuo Leng suddenly looked at Ling Xiao, with strong surprise in his eyes.

It seemed there was also a hint of embarrassment.

He had thought that with his cultivation at the early stage of Martial Pulse Ninth Level, even a normal attack would easily defeat Ling Xiao.

Being cautious and careful, he had deliberately employed a defense martial arts technique at the Great Perfection realm, wanting to turn Ling Xiao into ashes with just one palm strike to prevent any further complications.

After all, his current punch could easily annihilate a level 9 low-grade Monster Beast.

Could it be that Ling Xiao was not only extraordinary in swordsmanship, but his body was also incredibly robust?

If that were the case, then this kid was too monstrously talented.

It’s possible that even his own master, Master Baiyun, had really misjudged.

Of course, the stronger Ling Xiao was, the more Zuo Leng wanted to kill him!

He didn’t want to end up being counter-killed like Li Xinghui. He couldn’t allow Ling Xiao to grow stronger; otherwise, he felt that if he encountered him on the battlefield later, he would only be left with the option to flee.

"Hmph, I want to see just how long your gold skin can hold up!"

Suddenly, Zuo Leng launched another attack.

But this time, he didn’t attack with palm strikes; instead, he drew a treasured sword that buzzed with electric currents and thrust it forward.

The Zi Lan treasured sword transformed into a veil of sword shadows, each strike a lethal move!

Each strike was unrestrained and vicious.

Ling Xiao recognized that the treasured sword in Zuo Leng’s hand must also be a Fine Treasure, just like his Floating Snow Sword.

Yet, faced with such a ferocious attack, he still had no intention of using a weapon.

Though it was a battle of life and death, once he activated the "Soul Entry" state, there were no surprises in his eyes.

He didn’t use a weapon because it wasn’t necessary.

After all, Zuo Leng was still concealing his strength, so there was no need for him to fully exert his own and wastefully consume True Essence.

One used a sword, the other fists, and there on the Cliff of Life and Death, they exchanged blows, clashing for a full fifty moves.

After fifty moves, Zuo Leng was clearly getting impatient.

Suddenly retreating, he revealed a savage smile, "You are strong, but you must die!"

At that moment, Zuo Leng had actually completely abandoned his defense, beginning to devote nearly eighty percent of his True Essence to offense.

Perhaps in Zuo Leng’s view, with the defense of the Ama Terasu Flame Armor, there was simply no need to defend at all.

Once defense was forsaken, Zuo Leng’s attacking speed instantly surged, and his moves also became much more fierce.

If Ling Xiao chose to continue with a balanced approach to offense and defense at this time, he was certain to suffer, given the opponent’s attack speed and intensity, plus the powerful True Essence of the early stage of Martial Vein Ninth Level, he would definitely sustain great damage.

And if he chose to defend completely, then he would have fallen entirely into a passive state.

Moreover, that wasn’t Ling Xiao’s style of combat at all.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Xiao decided to go all out.

His aura exploded instantly, swelling to the late stage of the Martial Vein Eighth Layer!

Then, he also gave up on defense, channeling his True Essence entirely into his attacks, unleashing his thunderbolt-fisted punches again and again.

Clang!

Smack!

Zuo Leng’s sword stabbed onto Ling Xiao’s body!

It actually sparked a few sparks, with no effect whatsoever.

Ling Xiao’s fist bombarded Zuo Leng’s body, making a loud sound, but again without any effect.

A cold sneer played across Zuo Leng’s face, his longsword not only didn’t retract but became even more ferocious in its assault.

After all, he had already learned that Ling Xiao couldn’t hurt him; with that being the case, what did he have to fear?

It was a matter of seeing whose body would break down first.

Clang clang smack smack...

For a time,

Ling Xiao and Zuo Leng were actually neither dodging nor evading, just standing there attacking each other.

Both of their bodies had been attacked countless times, nearly every inch being hit.

Zuo Leng’s sword even stabbed at Ling Xiao’s throat a few times.

Ling Xiao’s fist also pounded on Zuo Leng’s head a few times.

The onlookers were somewhat unable to accept this madman-like way of fighting; truly, it was not something just anyone dared to try.

No defense, no evasions.

Just a complete back-and-forth attack. The scene was indeed quite eerie.

"Two madmen, I’d never want to face off against them, not even if you killed me!"

"Yeah, their defense is just too terrifying. I bet our attacks landing on them would be like tickling them."

"Zuo Leng practices the Ama Terasu Black Flame Divine Skill, but what sort of Martial Arts cultivation technique is Ling Xiao practicing? It looks like he’s not even slightly inferior to Zuo Leng."

"Who knows? It’s definitely not the Nine Rotations Golden Body Technique!"

"This kid’s got too many secrets, he’s trouble."

Seeing this, even Master Baiyun started to feel some regret.

Ling Xiao’s performance was totally beyond his expectations.

He was no longer worried about losing face; instead, he thought that if Ling Xiao really died like this, it would also be a loss.

"Sigh, if only I had stopped them from dueling at the Cliff of Life and Death just now."

He let out a sigh, but ultimately he still didn’t intervene; for Ling Xiao, he just felt it was a pity, not yet to the point where he felt the need to protect him.

If it were Zuo Leng or Ming Tian who had faced this kind of danger, he would have definitely stepped in to save them.

They clashed for another fifty moves.

After a hundred moves, Zuo Leng was clearly becoming anxious.

Not being able to take down a Ling Xiao with the early-stage cultivation level of Martial Vein Ninth Level was increasing the anger in his heart.

Ling Xiao’s defense truly exceeded his expectations; it looked like the level of the opponent’s defensive Martial Arts was definitely not lower than his own.

Simply continuing like this had already become meaningless.