Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 3954: Ten moves



"En?" Ni Wenbai showed a hint of surprise. He had completely misjudged Ling Han's battle

prowess.

'So powerful!'

"Who are you?" he asked seriously.

Ling Han flicked his sleeves and said calmly, "Ling Han."

This show-off.

Ni Wenbai instantly felt an urge to smack Ling Han. However, Ling Han's finger had indeed frightened him. He frowned slightly, and said, "Ling Han? But in the top twenty Cauldron Forging Tiers of the Galaxy Network, you are not there."

Ling Han cracked a smile, "My ranking is around 10,000."

When these words fell, everyone wanted to give Ling Han the middle finger. 'You are really too f****** good at showing off.'

Especially Song Lan, Prosperous Heaven and the others. They had seen how Ling Han forced Feng Jixing to burst his token with their own eyes. Ling Han had even forced a consummate level elite of the Core Formation Tier to self-explode his Celestial Core. This strength was definitely top of Cauldron Forging Tier.

-In the entire universe.

Over 10,000? He really wanted to complain. Aren't you f****** embarrassed?

Ni Wenbai was slightly dumbfounded. Over 10,000? What was going on here? The people of North Heavenly Realm were all so strong, that someone in the 10,000s was actually this powerful?

However, he immediately came to his senses. This wasn't because the North Heavenly Realm had suddenly exploded in power, but rather because a freak like Ling Han had suddenly appeared.

"Heh, regardless of whether you're ranked 10,000th or number one, you'll ultimately suffer a defeat before me," Ni Wenbai said in a calm voice. His confidence soared.

Ling Han crooked a finger at him, and said with a smile, "Come."

Ni Wenbai strode towards Ling Han. Boom, the aura all over his body surged, and leaped up another level.

Ling Han nodded internally. Though this guy was also Nine Cauldrons, his abilities were considerably stronger than Feng Jixing back then.

Unfortunately, he had not even reached Ten Cauldrons, so how could he be a match for him?

He smiled and said, "Not bad, you are slightly more powerful than Feng Jixing back then. However, that's about it."

'F*ck! I'm innocent!'

Feng Jixing's expression instantly darkened. 'F*ck! So be it if you want to fight. Why are you dragging me into this?'

"Feng Jixing?" Ni Wenbai laughed loudly, "This kind of character is not worthy of my notice."

If it wasn't for the fact that he had absolute confidence in defeating Feng Jixing, how could he have become a representative of Cauldron Forging Tier?

F***, it was another shot.

Feng Jixing's expression was already as dark as an iron pot. He really wanted to rush over and smack Ling Han and Ni Wenbai to death.

He, the former mighty number one Cauldron Forging Tier of the North Heavenly Realm, had actually become nothing more than a background. Just any random person was going to use him as comparison?

"If you can survive ten moves from me, I'll consider it your win," Ling Han said calmly.

Ni Wenbai's expression darkened. Ten moves?

Are you joking?

"Hahaha!" Extreme Frost Venerate laughed loudly. He did not have any reservations at all, "What a joke. You want to defeat Wenbai in ten moves?"

Ling Han looked over, "Do you want to make a bet?"

Extreme Frost Venerate was taken aback. This brat was truly outrageously bold. A mere Cauldron Forging Tier cultivator actually dared to speak frankly with him, and was not the slightest bit afraid?

With a flutter of his sleeve, he couldn't be bothered to pay attention to Ling Han. Otherwise, it would be too demeaning of him to actually lower himself to the level of a Cauldron Forging Tier junior.

Sigh, Ling Han sighed. He had feigned for so long just to arouse Extreme Frost Venerate's pride. Shouldn't he take out another bottle of Divine Source, or an equally valuable treasure?

Unfortunately, the old geezer was too petty.

"You are really outrageously bold, to actually dare speak in this manner to Lord Extreme Frost!" Ni Wenbai said coldly. Extreme Frost Venerate was a Venerate Tier that was well- known in the Western Heaven Realm, and had hopes of becoming a Saint.

Ling Han shrugged and said, "Come, ten moves. After that, you win!"

Ni Wenbai was beside himself with rage. With a tap of his foot, he instantly shot toward Ling Han at a breakneck speed.

He was really extraordinary. He seemed to have turned into a streak of light, and was astonishingly fast.

Ling Han acted as if he didn't notice, and allowed his opponent's attack to land.

This caused everyone to be dumbfounded. Weren't you f****** arrogant to the extreme just now? How did you get hit with the first move?

This was too humiliating.

Extreme Frost Venerate shook his head. At first, he had thought that this brat had some abilities, but he had never thought that he was actually this kind of character. He had really overestimated him.

"Even a single move from me-" Ni Wenbai was presently feeling proud, yet his eyes suddenly almost popped out of their sockets.

That was because Ling Han was presently looking at him, and even blinked his eyes.

F-freak!

Ni Wenbai almost exclaimed in shock. He had seen a ghost. Though he had not used his strongest technique in this blow, he had still used a Venerate Tier-level Technique. The might of this blow was incredibly terrifying. Who would have expected that not only had Ling Han suffered it completely head-on, he was completely unscathed?

This was too strange. How could such a thing happen?

Not only was he stunned, the others were also dumbfounded. They could not believe their eyes at all.

"Is he wearing some kind of super armor?"

"Probably. Otherwise, how could he have sustained such a powerful blow from Ni Wenbai?"

"That doesn't count as his strength, right?"

Everyone whispered among themselves. Though everyone hoped that Ling Han would win, if he relied on his precious tool, that would be an unjust victory.

This was a battle between the elites of the two Heavenly Realms, not enemies meeting on a narrow path, when it was necessary for one of them to survive.

However, none of the Venerable Tier elites spoke. They merely wore solemn expressions, and the gazes they directed at Ling Han were filled with curiosity.

With their insight, they naturally could tell that Ling Han had not used his precious tool, and had completely relied on his own strength to take that blow from Ni Wenbai head-on. It was precisely because of this that they were all stunned.

Was this brat a monster?

"The first move," Ling Han said calmly.

Ni Wenbai faltered for a moment before gritting his teeth and unleashing his second attack at

Ling Han.

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This palm strike landed on Ling Han, and not a single bit of power missed its target.

However, Ling Han cracked a smile, and was still completely unscathed, "Second move."

Ling Han clearly didn't counterattack, but Ni Wenbai felt a coldness rise up from the bottom

of his heart.

He had never encountered such an opponent before. He allowed him to attack him without fighting back, and was still alive and kicking.

He refused to believe this!

Ni Wenbai roared loudly, and delivered the third strike.

This time, he went all out, channeling out the Saint Technique.

Boom, his attack landed, and there was not the slightest bit of sluggishness. He delivered

another attack, and it was still the Saint Technique. There were a total of seven styles, and he could deliver them continuously. Furthermore, every style had a boost, and the might of each

style was stronger than the last.

Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng!

Seven consecutive moves sounded like a drum.

Meanwhile, Ling Han was still counting, "The third move, the fourth move... the ninth

move!"

Ni Wenbai's seven moves of the Saint Technique blasted over. This was his strongest burst of power. After seven moves, he had no choice but to stop. The Saint Technique was extremely powerful, and the burden on him was also astonishingly heavy. Even with his strength, he had no choice but to slow down slightly.

Ling Han cracked a smile, "There is still one more move. It's my turn now."

He didn't use any powerful moves. He simply threw a simple punch, but with the boost of

terrifying power, it was more kickass than any technique.

Peng!

A punch landed, and Ni Wenbai fell off the tournament stage.

Pa, he fell heavily onto the ground, and was actually knocked out directly.

All of a sudden, the whole area was silent, but after only an instant, cheers exploded again,

like thunder.