Dragon Emperor, Martial God

Chapter 705: Those Below Xiantian Realm Level Seven Are Ants?
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

They collided and separated. Ling Yun and Akamatsu both retreated seven steps!

“Hm?”

Ling Yun saw very clearly that his Devil’s Blade didn’t even land on Akamatsu’s blade when they collided!

The Devil’s Blade and the Yuki no Hikari Long Blade were at least half a centimeter away from each other!

This distance was undoubtedly created by Akamatsu’s Xiantian True Qi. It was infused and overflowed from his Yuki no Hikari Long Blade, creating an outer layer of protection.

The Devil’s Blade might be as hard as iron, but it was helpless against the barrier of Qi created by the Xiantian True Qi. He couldn’t hit Akamatsu’s blade without first breaking through the True Qi barrier.

Unless Ling Yun’s True Qi was greater than Akamatsu’s True Qi!

He had met with a worthy opponent!

That was the first thought he had after he managed to stand firm. He channeled his Yin-Yang harmony balance throughout his body. In the meantime, he locked onto Akamatsu with his divine sense in case he decided to spring a sneak attack.

“Baka!”

Akamatsu managed to stand firm after retreating seven steps. He held his blade in both hands and took the initiative to strike. He was on a fierce offensive but was still forced backward by Ling Yun’s single-handed blade, which shocked him. Ling Yun’s strength was immense, so Akamatsu’s hands were still numb after he managed to regain his balance!

The strikes just now could be said to be equally matched. Akamatsu won in True Qi, while Ling Yun won in strength. However, Ling Yun was taken by surprise and was only using one hand. Strictly speaking, Ling Yun came out ahead.

Akamatsu was thin and tall. He was nearly 1.8 meters tall, and his arms were very long. He was wearing nocturnal clothing and had a ninja mask on, leaving only two slender eyes revealed, cruel like those of a hungry wolf. He didn’t even look at the hundreds of corpses as he locked his eyes onto Ling Yun, who was doing the same to him.

“Huaxia Ancient Martial Arts Practitioner… What is your cultivation base?” Akamatsu asked in a hoarse voice, staring at Ling Yun’s Devil’s Blade.

He was proficient in mandarin, so Ling Yun understood him immediately. “Are you a Japanese ninja? What is your cultivation base then?” Ling Yun replied with a question, similarly in a hoarse voice.

Akamatsu held his blade in front of him with both hands, keeping a ready posture. The blade shone brightly under the moonlight. “Japanese ninja, Chuunin Akamatsu, at the initial stage of Xiantian Realm Level Seven!” he replied proudly.

Ling Yun was shocked. The initial stage of Xiantian Realm Level Seven!

There was at least one amongst the six he had just killed who was at the pinnacle of Xiantian Realm Level Six!

That master had brought out all his powers during the struggle with Ling Yun but was defeated without much effort.

Akamatsu had just reached the initial stage of Xiantian Realm Level Seven, which was only one minor realm away from the pinnacle of Xiantian Realm Level Six. How could their strengths be so far apart?

Could it be that this was the true strength of the more advanced Xiantian Realm levels?

“I might not be able to discern your cultivation base, Huaxia practitioner, but I can deduce from the True Qi you displayed just now that you have yet to reach Xiantian Realm Level Three. Perhaps you haven’t heard of the famous saying from the Huaxia Martial Arts world?” Akamatsu asked Ling Yun proudly. He wasn’t in a hurry to launch his second attack.

“Please continue…” Ling Yun replied casually. He lifted his eyes ever so slightly at the same time and looked at the nine Barons gathered in the sky.

They had plucked all the arrows out of their bodies and gathered at a height of 1.5 kilometers up in the sky, safe in the knowledge that Ling Yun’s arrows couldn’t harm them at that height. They were watching the fight below frantically.

Ling Yun and Akamatsu were both in black and masked. They might be members of the Blood Clan, but they could only discern who was who through the weapons in their hands at such a height.

However, Chen Jianwei’s hearing was excellent, owing to his Xiantian Realm cultivation base. He could hear everything they said. “Hmph, those below Xiantian Realm Level Seven are ants, he didn’t even know this…”

Ling Yun’s hearing was even better. His face changed slightly. Those below Xiantian Realm Level Seven were ants? Ling Yun suddenly recalled Si Kongtu, who was in pursuit of Qingniao eighteen years ago!

Master Xuanming was already at the pinnacle of Xiantian Realm Level Five then, and he wasn’t Qingniao’s opponent. Similarly, Qingniao wasn’t Si Kongtu’s opponent. Master Xuanming couldn’t even lift a finger against Si Kongtu.

Ling Yun’s fight with the masters at the pinnacle of Xiantian Realm Level Six and his experiences with Liu Suifeng and Cheng Gangxiong told him that a Xiantian Realm Level Six master wouldn’t be able to overpower and kill a Xiantian Realm Level Four master.

That was because Xiantian Realm levels four, five, and six were at the middle stages of the Xiantian Realm. There were huge differences in the quality, skills, and specialties of everyone. That was why it was difficult for the opponents of these three levels to kill each other instantly.

Ling Yun had long realized that Aunty Qingniao and Si Kongtu must have been at the peak stages of the Xiantian Realm. He was shocked by the power of the Holy Virgin of the Devil Sect. Thinking about it, if a servant by the side of his biological mother was already at the peak stages of the Xiantian Realm, just how strong was his mother?

How could her enemies have pursued her so fearlessly if she wasn’t pregnant at that time?

Moreover, Ling Yun already knew that the current Holy Virgin was at least at the peak stages of the Xiantian Realm.

Ling Yun most certainly knew that even though he was still just one step away from the Qi Cultivation Stage, there was a huge gap for the next step. However, he had never thought that the difference in strength between the middle stage and the peak stage was to such an extent!

Those below Xiantian Realm Level Seven were ants!

If that’s the case, then the Holy Virgin didn’t use all her power that night when I was returning to Qingshui from Wenzhou…

Ling Yun’s heart shivered. He thought back to her beautiful form fluttering in the air, realizing how he lost to the Holy Virgin in terms of cultivation base and strength.

However, Ling Yun was only at the beginning of Physique Tempering Stage Seven then. It was an achievement that he didn’t lose out to the Holy Virgin immediately.

Ling Yun was now at the pinnacle of Physique Tempering Stage Nine!

“Those below Xiantian Realm Level Seven are ants… You’re right. I haven’t reached Xiantian Realm Level Four. In fact, I haven’t even reached Xiantian Realm Level One. However, it’s enough to kill you Japanese a**holes!”

Ling Yun’s gaze locked onto Akamatsu, his tone calm as he activated his Stellar Condensation Technique and Yin-Yang harmony balance!

“Hahahaha… Really? Young man, you think too lowly of us Japanese ninjas…”

Akamatsu laughed heartily and disappeared suddenly!

Stealth Ninjutsu!

Ling Yun’s eyes showed unconcealed shock. “Sh*t!”

Akamatsu was already behind Ling Yun. He didn’t use his long blade. Instead, he took out a black razor knife from his waist and stabbed at Ling Yun!

The short knife was only two feet long and was unexpectedly fast. It was like a poisonous snake. Not even a breeze was made under Akamatsu’s delicate control!

“Si!”

The sharp blade slitting through clothes, as well as a loud scream, sounded out. The Dragon Vein Sword appeared suddenly in Ling Yun’s hand. It went under his right armpit and penetrated Akamatsu’s chest!

Ling Yun shifted his body slightly to avoid Akamatsu’s attack, his left hand turning at crazy speed as he tried to mince Akamatsu’s organs and meridians!

Meat flew from Akamatsu’s chest!

A sneak attack on the sneak attack!

Ling Yun was the master of sneaky attacks! His cry just now was feigned. It was to trick Akamatsu!

Akamatsu was severely injured by Ling Yun!

The Devil’s Blade appeared in Ling Yun’s other hand. He was going to strike while the iron was hot!

Akamatsu saw the flash of a flexible sword and felt the cold on his chest. He knew immediately that it was bad and stopped his advance on Ling Yun. He retreated with his ninja version of Qinggong.

He might be fast, but Ling Yun wasn’t any slower. He was retreating, but Ling Yun’s sword was still twisting and turning, further destroying his five viscera and six bowels!

“Baka!” Akamatsu wasn’t screaming in pain even though he had become all bloody, he was cursing in anger!

Ninjas experienced all sorts of hellish training. They had a strong endurance for pain. If not, they couldn’t be called a ninja.

Akamatsu cursed because Ling Yun’s tricks were too ruthless!

A smug smile flashed through Ling Yun’s eyes. His opponent might have the ability to stealth himself, but Ling Yun had the Yin-Yang Eye and the divine sense. Either of them could expose his movements. He was no opponent in this game of hide and seek!

That was basically courting death!

Akamatsu was unable to shake Ling Yun off. He saw the Devil’s Blade coming at his head and swiftly decided to let Ling Yun slice open his left chest to avoid the fatal blow!

“Isn’t everyone below Xiantian Realm Level Seven an ant?” Ling Yun snorted, knowing that he had destroyed many of Akamatsu’s meridians. The protective barrier formed from his True Qi was finally gone!

“Mister Chuunin, try taking another blow of mine!”

Ling Yun’s confidence soared. He laughed as he saw the bloody Akamatsu. He lifted both his hands and charged towards the horrified Akamatsu with boundless killing intent. He struck with the Raging Sky move!

A black wall seemed to have erected where the Devil’s Blade sliced!