萬古神帝 45.連勝八場，戰鬥不息

網路小說還是挺有意思，可惜測試未通過，發在這裡自己留個念想。

侵刪。

Chapter 45 Endless Fighting: Eight Straight Wins!

Among all the weapons, the whip enjoys a natural advantage over the sword.

It is flexible, thus enabling its user to do more tricks, as compared with the

sword. It also has a longer range of attack.

So right at this moment, Hong Tao was able to unleash heavy blows on Zhang Ruochen

from over ten meters away.

The movements of his whip were unpredictable - it seemed as if he were holding a

golden snake, which wriggled its way through the air and made a sharp noise

while cutting through the air like the sharpest blade.

The front part of the golden whip was a ten-centimeter sharp spike, which was even

sharper than the point of the sword blade.

」Hmmm, Interesting!」 remarked Zhang Ruochen.

Finally, Zhang Ruochen started to move!

He guided the genuine qi towards both legs, and it began circulating through all

the 27 energy channels. He started dancing towards the movement of the golden

whip, like a butterfly briskly dancing among golden flowers.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Ruochen passed a distance of more than ten meters.

He was now standing just in front of Hong Tao.

Hong Tao』s face whitened, as he tried to swing the whip back towards Zhang Ruochen.

「Bang!」

Zhang Ruochen threw the sheath that he had been holding towards to Hong Tao, which

hit Hong Tao in the neck.

Stricken off balance, Hong Tao tumbled aside and fell off the stage.

However, the moment he lost foot on the stage, Hong Tao made a somersault in the air and

stood firm on the ground, saving his dignity by avoiding being embarrassed like

the six people before him.

He cast a firm gaze at Zhang Ruochen and said, 「You win!」

The movement that Zhang Ruochen had demonstrated was so fast that even if he were

offered another chance, he would definitely lose the battle again.

Zhang Ruochen finished the battle with one blow, again!

「Hong Tao is strong enough. Yet even he could not stand one blow from Zhang Ruochen.

What a monster!」

Quietly waving his folding fan, Xue Bingsheng gave out an evil smile, 「Nice battle.」

「Here comes the eighth battle, between you and me. And I』ll stop you.」 Like a white

shadow, Xue Bingsheng swiftly jumped onto the stage, and alighted gently like a

feather, without making any sound.

「Xue Bingsheng!」 said Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen had witnessed the battle between Xue Bingsheng and Nie Heng. With one

blow, Xue Bingsheng slew his rival.

He was extremely fast, and definitely a strong rival.

With a smile that was barely noticeable, Xue Bingsheng said, 「Among all the

prodigies that I』ve met, Your Highness is the most talented, second to only your

elder brother, the Seventh Highness. The year-end examination was held less

than two months ago, yet you have now passed two more levels, reaching the

Level of Extremeness of Phase Huangji. Awesome! You are really awesome!」

「Do you work for the Imperial Preceptor?」 Zhang Ruochen asked.

「That』s right.」 answered Xue Bingsheng.

「And you are confident you can defeat me?」 asked Zhang Ruochen.

Xue Bingsheng smiled, 「You greatest advantage is that your swordsmanship has

reached the advanced stage of employing the sword with your will power. Your

greatest disadvantage is that you lack a sufficient amount of genuine qi. I

guess you have just reached the Level of Extremeness, Your Highness?」

Zhang Ruochen did not rebuke.

Xue Bingsheng continued, 「Your movement is rather fast, but I am not slow, either.

You can use your speed against others, but it doesn』t work on me. In terms of

pure strength, I have reached the Level of Consummation of Phase Huangji, one

level higher than you. I guess I should have the confidence, right?」

「You really think so?」 asked Zhang Ruochen.

Xue Bingsheng nodded and said, 「Your Highness, you should draw out your sword

before we start fighting!」

「I will, if you are strong enough to force me to.」 Zhang Ruochen said.

「Then you shall be cautious, Your Highness. My iron-rib folding fan is a Class Three

Zhenwu Treasure Weapon, which has collected the lives of nine warriors, all in

the Level of Consummation of Phase Huangji.」

Xue Bingsheng』s pupils narrowed and the folded fan opened with a hiss, with a

ten-centimeter sharp sword blade protruding from each fan rib.

Like a flash of thunder light, Xue Bingsheng suddenly showed up in front of Zhang

Ruochen. He was like a ghost from the Lower World, dressed in white.

The movement method he practiced was called 「Eight Steps across the Void」, enabling

him to walk over three meters each step. It was an upper-class movement method

of the Human Level.

He walked eight steps, and eight phantoms of him appeared on the stage.

It was like there were eight of him, all of whom were attacking Zhang Ruochen at

the same time.

Yet Zhang Ruochen stood motionless like a holy tree firmly rooted into the stage.

Without moving his legs, Zhang Ruochen moved the sword sheath here and there to

block the attack.

Each blocking was accompanied by the clatter of metal and sparks of fire in the air.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In a split second, they exchanged more than twenty blows. They were moving about

on the stage like two phantoms. Lower-level warriors could barely discern their

blows - they could only see blurred phantoms moving about.

Standing on the highest platform of the Huangji Warrior』s Palace, Liu Chengfeng stared

at the stage below and sneered, 「What a surprise! Xue Bingsheng could only get

even with him. The result of the battle was hardly predictable!」

「Mr. Liu!」 Han Fu knelt on the ground, and bowed piously to Liu Chengfeng.

Han Fu was tall of stature. He stood more than 8 feet 5 inches tall, with fists

larger than an ordinary man』s head and yellow leopard spots all over his body.

He was not pure human, but a half-human fire leopard. He had the blood of the Fire

Lion-Leopard, a half-human monster.

There were many half-human races in Kun Lun. For example, there were the strong and

powerful Half-human Barbaric Dragons, Half-human Barbaric Elephants and

Half-human Demon Monkeys. There were also other half-human races known for

their beauty, such as the Half-human White-Jade Foxes and Half-human Moon

Mermaids.

In fact, these races were at the bottom of the social ladder, and many were

captured as slaves.

Han Fu was a half-human slave. He once created a record of winning nine straight

battles at the Huangji Warrior』s Palace, so Liu Chengfeng bought him at a high

price.

Liu Chengfeng said to him, 「Stand up! Do you see the young man on the stage?」

Han Fu rose and looked towards Zhang Ruochen. 「He is very strong!」 He observed.

Liu Chengfeng said, 「Of course he is! That』s why I need you. Should Xue Bingsheng

be defeated, you are going to be his next challenger and you shall kill him.」

「I will not let you know, my Lord. I will kill him, whatever it takes.」 said Han

Fu with a firm resolution.

Liu Chengfeng nodded. 「Xue Bingsheng has tested out his true strength. Pay more

attention to his battle with Xue Bingsheng. It will get you better prepared for

your battle.」

Han Fu nodded.

「Xue Bingsheng is so strong. What if some accidents happen?」 The Ninth Princess is a

bit worried.

She was sure that Xue Bingsheng did not dare to kill Zhang Ruochen. But accidents could

not be predicted.

Xue Bingsheng was not just an ordinary warrior in the Level of Consummation. He was

a real fighter, and overtook Zhang Ruochen in both speed and force. It seemed barely

possible for Zhang Ruochen to win.

All warriors in the Huangji Warrior』s Palace became nervous. They all started to

wonder whether there was the slightest chance for Zhang Ruochen to defeat Xue

Bingsheng.

Could Zhang Ruochen win eight consecutive battles?

「It』s time to end this battle!」

Zhang Ruochen』s eyes sharpened. Thrusting his sword sheath forward, he called out,

「Heaven』s Will Swordsmanship - Plum-blossom Puncture!」

With a speed that is three times faster, he thrust out the sword sheath, producing a

white shock wave that dashed towards Xue Bingsheng in a blazing trail, which

ignored all the distance between them and rushed towards Xue Bingsheng』s

forehead.

Xue Bingsheng』s face changed. He darted backward.

But he was too late!

「Bang!」

The sharp point of the sheath hit heavily the place between his eyebrows.

The world became dark in Xue Bingsheng』s eyes. Dizzy-headed, he found himself

unable to control his movement and passed out on the stage.

It was lucky Zhang Ruochen used only the sheath. Otherwise Xue Bingsheng』s

forehead might have been pierced through with the sword tip.

An old servant from the Imperial Preceptor』s Mansion immediately rushed onto the

stage. He bowed towards Zhang Ruochen and said, 「Your Highness, please accept

my gratitude for your leniency!」

Then he carried Xue Bingsheng off the stage and left Huangji Warrior』s Palace.

Eight straight wins!

The entire Palace fell into a riot. Eight straight wins at the age of sixteen! This

was a remarkable achievement, indeed. Even Liu Chengfeng, now a warrior of the

Yellow Band, was not this strong when he was sixteen.

「My younger brother is stronger than I thought! If our father knows this, he will

be so glad that he』s going to hold a banquet to entertain all officials.」 The Ninth

Princess exhaled a long breath. Her long-troubled mind was finally at ease.

She was surprised, however, to find that Zhang Ruochen did not step off the stage

after winning the battle. Was he going to fight the ninth challenger?

Just at that moment, the stalwart Han Fu walked onto the stage with solid steps.

He was holding a battleaxe of nearly two thousand pounds, and wearing a metal

armor, which, instead of covering his body, was embedded into his bones and

flesh, forming an integral part of himself.

「How could it be ... Han Fu! Oh No!」 The face of the Ninth Princess became pale. She

called out towards the stage, 「Surrender, my brother! Han Fu is a crazy

warrior! None of his opponent has ever escaped the fate of death!」

Shan Xiangling also changed her face. She cried out, 「Han Fu is Liu Chengfeng』s

slave. He is going to kill you on the stage! Please surrender, Your Highness!

You have a noble descent and you don』t need to fight a maniac!」

Han Fu was now standing opposite Zhang Ruochen. He burst out into a loud laughter

and said, 「Kid, those two girls are asking you to surrender! If you don』t, I

will split you into two halves with my battleaxe.」

Looking up towards the highest platform, Zhang Ruochen caught sight of Liu Chengfeng,

who was standing there in leisure and stared back.

With a deriding smile, Liu Chengfeng said in a loud voice, 「If Your Highness is a

coward, why not just surrender and save me the embarrassment of having to tell

the Duke that his son has been killed on the stage?」

「Nice talk.」 said Zhang Ruochen, 「But who can tell the result of this battle? Maybe

your warrior will embarrass you with a dishonorable death!」

To this Liu Chengfeng replied with a sullen face, 「Do not overestimate yourself!

Han Fu, show Your Highness your overwhelming strength, and do not disgrace me!」

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