Tyrant Sky Martial Soul
Chapter 972

Chapter 972: 972

"Early Four-Phenomenon Realm Cultivation Level? You’ve broken through again within these few days? It seems your talent is indeed outstanding! Coupled with your Sword Intent at Small Success of the fifth level, perhaps killing Ke Long and Ke Yu would be very easy, but in front of me, it’s simply not enough! It’s not too late to admit defeat now!"

The Blood Skeleton looked at Ling Xiao with disdain, for this was true scorn and contempt.

He knew that Ling Xiao had killed Ke Long and Ke Yu, but at an equal Cultivation Level, those two wouldn’t last a single move against him.

Moreover, he was now at the Pinnacle of the Five Elements Heavenly Realm, making those two even less worthy of mention.

"Before he was killed, Ke Yu said the same thing to me, just not sure if you will end up the same as him."

Ling Xiao said with a slight smile.

"Hmph, your mouth is indeed impressive, but I just don’t know if your strength matches it!"

The Blood Skeleton snorted coldly, "Next, I’ll make sure you can’t utter another word!"

He stopped wasting words, his right foot stepped forward, and then his figure suddenly moved ahead, reaching Ling Xiao in an instant.

On both hands, two blood-red skeleton heads emitted a bizarre light.

Directly aiming for Ling Xiao’s vital points.

"Crimson Sun Feather Robe!"

Ling Xiao didn’t make any move, merely channeling his Heavenly Origin Power to activate the Crimson Sun Feather Robe, its blazing light completely enveloping his body.

Boom!

A thunderous roar resounded, and the Crimson Sun Feather Robe burst apart, with the Blood Skeleton’s fists landing squarely on Ling Xiao.

However, as the Crimson Sun Feather Robe had absorbed most of the attack, the impact was not significant, and Ling Xiao didn’t even flinch.

"Interesting, this is the first time someone has managed to blast open my Crimson Sun Feather Robe!"

Ling Xiao looked at the Blood Skeleton.

There was a strange aura in his natural fist technique that could dissolve the opponent’s Heavenly Origin Power, which was fatal to the Crimson Sun Feather Robe.

"Ling Xiao is too arrogant, his defensive Martial Skills are no match for the Blood Skeleton’s attacks!"

"Yeah, but this guy’s body is really tough. He just took a punch from the Blood Skeleton, and now another, and he’s still alright."

"I think it’s just on the surface that he’s alright, he must have internal injuries by now. Don’t you understand the Blood Skeleton’s Heavenly Origin Power? It’s extremely yin, bizarre, and penetrates everything. If he touches you, that’s troublesome."

Most of the spectators felt that Ling Xiao was too underestimate his opponent, daring to let the Blood Skeleton touch him, which is a major taboo in combat against the Blood Skeleton.

Even the Ten Great Phoenix Children wouldn’t let the Blood Skeleton get close when fighting him, and Ling Xiao was simply trapping himself.

"It seems that you’re indeed all talk and no substance."

Having landed a blow, the Blood Skeleton sneered more derisively, looking down on Ling Xiao even more.

"With your tickling punch technique, I can take ten or eight punches without a problem."

Ling Xiao spoke indifferently.

That strike just now was naturally of no concern to him.

He was well aware of the danger of Blood Skeleton’s attacks. His reason for doing so wasn’t to show off but to absorb some of the opponent’s Heavenly Origin Power, then hand it over to the Mountain and River Martial Soul for analysis, with the aim of finding a quicker way to end the fight.

This Blood Skeleton was truly more formidable than any of the young experts he had encountered before. Even the Great Steward from the Crystal Stone Factory, at the Pinnacle of the Five Elements Heavenly Realm, didn’t compare to the Blood Skeleton—was not even fit to carry his shoes.

Genius is as genius does, with the same level of Cultivation but far greater combat strength.

Of course, he was not afraid.

Because he was a supreme genius.

And now, it was his turn to show his might.

Gently caressing the Storage Ring, the Golden Crow Sword appeared in his hand, complemented by his golden hair, golden pupils, and his golden figure, indeed giving off an extremely dazzling presence.

Seeing the Golden Crow Sword, Feng Yanran was somewhat excited.

At the beginning, it was she who helped Ling Xiao bid for the Golden Crow Sword. Although the payment was ultimately made by Ling Xiao, she could claim a tiny bit of credit. If Ling Xiao defeated the Blood Skeleton with this sword, that would be fantastic.

Yun Ya saw the sword and nodded slightly in approval.

"It looks like my speculation was accurate, that the person wearing the Ghost Mask must have a very close relationship with Ling Xiao; otherwise, this Golden Crow Sword would not have ended up in his hands."

Of course, she was also looking forward to Ling Xiao’s victory.

After all, the sword came from her Heavenly Dragon Auction House.

With the Golden Crow Sword in hand, Ling Xiao’s aura became even more formidable, a chilling killing intent permeating the entire arena, causing many to shiver involuntarily.

"I had heard that Ling Xiao was skilled with the sword, and it seems to be the case indeed. He had not taken action earlier and seemed to be at a disadvantage, but what will happen next?"

Spectators wanted excitement, not a one-sided fight.

Ling Xiao naturally could not be too weak; otherwise, if the fight ended too quickly, their journey would have been in vain.

Upon seeing Ling Xiao draw the Golden Crow Sword, their interest was immediately piqued.

"You think you can beat me with just a broken sword?"

The Blood Skeleton laughed coldly.

"Then you can try!"

Ling Xiao responded with an indifferent smile, his Golden Crow Sword pointed at the Blood Skeleton.

The originally icy Sword Intent instantly turned fiery. The Blood Skeleton felt as if the blazing Sword Intent was melting his body.

He couldn’t help but glance at his chest.

There was actually a burnt stench coming from his clothes. Though not yet ignited, this technique of causing physical damage purely with Sword Intent was something he had never heard of.

Sword Intent could cause harm, true, but it was usually aimed at damaging the soul, or else it enhanced the power of martial techniques.

But Ling Xiao was able to condense Sword Intent into a tangible attack—what sort of Sword Intent was this?

"Hmph!"

The Blood Skeleton snorted coldly, knowing he could not give Ling Xiao the chance to gather his powerful Sword Intent. Since he couldn’t match Ling Xiao in Soul Power, he had to win with his techniques.

"Bloodthirsty Demon Claws!"

With a fierce shout, the Blood Skeleton charged forward again. With this strike, his vigor was fierce, not only breaking through the lock of the Sword Intent but also directly targeting Ling Xiao’s vulnerable side.

He refused to believe Ling Xiao’s body was that resilient.

If once wasn’t enough, then twice.

If twice wasn’t enough, then thrice.

He firmly believed that his fists could break through Ling Xiao’s defense.

"Crimson Sun Cone!"

Ling Xiao took action as well.

With a flick of the sword tip, a dazzling light instantly condensed into a Crimson Sun Cone, and with a whooshing sound, it shot towards the Blood Skeleton like lightning.

"Shatter for me!"

The Blood Skeleton bellowed, his fists gradually being wrapped in ghastly White Bone Armor, igniting with the blood-red flame of Bloody Inferno.

Boom!

His fists collided with the Crimson Sun Cone; after a momentary stalemate, the Crimson Sun Cone shattered, and the remnant Bloody Inferno flames rushed towards Ling Xiao.

But Ling Xiao remained unfazed. With the sword in his right hand and his left hand reaching out, he absorbed all the Bloody Inferno flames.

"This flame can affect the qi and blood of martial artists; no wonder no one dares to block it head-on."

The Mountain and River Martial Soul instantly analyzed the nature of the Bloody Inferno, and Ling Xiao couldn’t help but chuckle internally.

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