Tempest of the Battlefield

Energy slowly concentrated on Chamucha’s blade as the shade of redness turned from that of fire to blood. Chamucha attacked, and his blade clanked on Yin Tianzong’s sword; the impact sent an enormous explosion throughout the stage. Chamucha’s attack was able to come on top of Yin Tianzong, so he immediately followed with another attack. This was a fight between two legendary warriors, a rare scene for the soldiers of the Maersa. They watched the movements of the two warriors attentively, trying to learn from them.

Yin Tianzong was one of the best in terms of blade techniques, since he had studied swordplay from the grandmaster of the Templar’s Court. The grandmaster’s teaching focused heavily on physical conditioning and the understanding of the way of the Blade. Once succeeded in both aspects, Yin Tianzong’s power increased exponentially with the increment of his soul energy. Unlike many other sword styles, the Templars rarely struck their opponents from the side unexpectedly, and this was particularly true for the high-level Templars. The style of swordplay was a reflection of one’s character. Those who would trick their enemy often possessed a tainted soul, and were unfit to be high-level Templars.

Inside the crystal space, while the group had encountered extreme situations, Yin Tianzong was the only one who was able to remain calm and carried out his task with aplomb.

Chamucha’s attack had started to gain frequency and vigor. Meanwhile, the force in his attack remained concentrated on the blade edge. Two level twenty warriors might be able to make more noise on the stage than Chamucha and Yin Tianzong; however, much of those extra energies were wasted on sound, heat, and light.

“Boss, what is brother Yin doing? He could have done away with him a long time ago.” Tan Bu asked restlessly. He had seen Yin Tianzong’s full power at the display, and he knew that he could finish this battle in mere seconds.

Wang Tong filliped Tan Bu’s head with a finger and refuted, “Do…do…do…do away you’re a*s! Watch and learn!”

“Whatever…” Tan Bu murmured. Sensing Wang Tong’s scathing glare, he decided to keep his silence.

In the crystal space, everyone thought that Wang Tong’s power was equivalent of a legendary warrior. However, when he had later become their “enemy” in the space and fought with the group, he was able to overcome Yin Tianzong’s level twenty-three power. Therefore, even now, no one knew exactly how powerful Wang Tong was.

Although Wang Tong’s exact power had always been the topic of much debate, no one could say for certain what level he was at. Some claimed that Wang Tong had already achieved the level of a super Einherjar, a mysterious level that existed only in legends.

Curiosity eventually had driven the soldiers to press Yin Tianzong for an answer. Annoyed by their insistent questions, Yin Tianzong finally told them what he thought, and his answer only added more mystery.

As for the legendary soldiers from the Egypt City, Wang Tong would be able to kill a dozen of them in the blink of an eye. However, Wang Tong had told Tan Bu and Duo Lun many times that killing wouldn’t solve any problems in life. If he were to kill any warrior that dared to challenge him, there would be no one left on Mars to fight against the Zergs.

Wang Tong was convinced that the Zergs hadn’t revealed their real elite soldiers yet. The Zerg warriors such as the golden dark ones were nothing but failed experiments that were sent to the human world as cannon fodders.

In any case, human on Mars should not let their guards down. Earth and the Moon were destroyed, and no one knew what was it like in the Andromeda Galaxy any longer. Mars had become the only hope for humans to reclaim their territory and save humanity from the brink of destruction.

Therefore, Wang Tong could no longer be reckless in disposing of the humans who challenged him. He needed friends more than ever.

Tan Bu finally knew that he would never be a hero who would save the world, since he lacked the Wang Tong’s abilities. However, he was willing to follow such a hero and do his bidding.

Chamucha had finally warmed up and started to strike his opponent with full force. The stage was lit up by a flurry of Blade Aura flashes.

Chamucha’s fighting style was quintessential of the capricious style of the Demon Blade. It changed erratically from being predictable to delirious, passive to belligerent. Every attack carried the deadly fire element which was uncommon among other sword fighters. It was generally accepted that adding natural elemental force into weapon attacks was unwise, since it was detracting for the sword fighter. However, the fire element in Chamucha’s attacks was the result of the sword technique itself. In other words, it didn’t require Chamucha to cast it on purpose. The way that the blade movement stirred up the air naturally created the fire element. As a matter of fact, the energy only appeared to be the natural fire energy, but it was made out of GN force through and through.

The two warriors’ attacks were both deadly and powerful; however, their concentrated strikes meant that their movements resulted in much less noise than any normal fights.

The audiences had expected the two legendary warriors to take the stage apart; however, their fine control of power meant that their power could only be felt within a very small radius.

As the battle dragged on, fear started to creep into Chamucha’s mind. He noticed that his opponent had been fighting without any defensive measures. Despite his belligerent attacks, Chamucha was not able to even land a single solid blow on Yin Tianzong. Chamucha knew that it was time to unleash his real strength and turn the heat of the battle up a notch.

Deciding that, Chamucha executed a frontal jab, and the sight elated everyone from the Egypt City. They knew this move: it was the coup de grace of the Flame Blade—Five Petal Strikes!

The jab suddenly forked into five attacks in five different directions, forming a flower made out of cold blades. This was not an illusion; it was the result of the unique sword technique.

The attack covered all angles, and therefore, Yin Tianzong had nowhere to dodge; so, he pulled back. With an approving smile on his face, Yin Tianzong retreated while blocking the attack with his sword. He wasn’t able to completely counter and halt his opponent’s attack until he had pulled back a dozen meters.

The blade had carved a deep scar on the hard floor in front of Yin Tianzong. However, he was unharmed by the Flame Blade’s coup de grace.

Warriors from the Egypt city were disappointed after seeing the result. They noticed that Chamucha didn’t unleash all of his might at one time; instead, he had increased his attack’s intensity gradually, and therefore, had given Yin Tianzong time and energy to counter his killing blow.

The aplomb on Yin Tianzong’s face was a drastic contrast with the seriousness and concern in Chamucha. “You are the first person who was able to defend my coup de grace. You are a worthy opponent who deserves my fullest power.”

Yin Tianzong smiled assuredly and then nodded as a courteous reply to the other’s compliment. Chamucha pinned the tip of his blade onto the ground and poured out his GN force as he let out a deep roar.

It was a level twenty-two soul energy!

No one had thought that Chamucha had already reached level twenty-two; he had hidden his power well indeed.

The Egypt warriors were elated by the development. As they cast a smug glance at their Maersa counterparts, they were shocked to see that none of the soldiers from Maersa were surprised, neither were they concerned.

“Your sword technique is much more powerful than mine. I should have admitted defeat there and then, but I also have a duty. I will have to keep on fighting.” Chamucha said.

“No problem.” Yin Tianzong said indifferently. Finally, he was about to attack.

Zing!

The attack was straightforward and steady, but it was able to block all of Chamucha’s escape routes. Chamucha paused for a second, and then he decided to stay put and watch the rest of the move.

Zzzng!

The attack forked into eight branches and the blade bloomed like a flower! It was the Eight Petal Strikes.

Chamucha’s face paled. Even at level twenty-two, he could at best unleash five petals. He had even thought that he had reached the ultimate form of the technique.

The GN force surged, and Chamucha blocked the eight beautiful but deadly petals with his blade.

Clank!

When the strobes of blade aura finally faded, Yin Tianzong remained where he was, and his face still wore that placid and indifferent smile. On the opposite side, Chamucha had received three lashes. Despite his level twenty-two soul energy, he was not able to block all of the eight attacks.

It was not just more GN force that had made a sword master’s attacks so much deadlier than ordinary fighters; it was their understanding of the way of the Blade.

Chamucha’s face was ashen. He threw back his head and heaved a deep sigh. He had just reached level twenty-two, but compared to Yin Tianzong, he was still too weak.

Soldiers of the Maersa city didn’t cheer for their victory; instead, they reflected on the moves of the battle, trying to comprehend and analyze Yin Tianzong’s power. This opportunity was precious, since nowhere else would they see such powerful moves.

“I admit defeat!”

“A good fight!”

The Egypt soldiers were at a loss. What were they going to do for the last match?

Lewinsky was already drenched in sweat. He had been so confident in his mission, and he had never thought that he would encounter so many deadly warriors in Maersa. Yin Tianzong was only a personal guard of Wang Tong, yet he could overcome a level twenty-two warrior with ease. So, how powerful exactly was Wang Tong?

Running out of champions, Lewinsky decided to walk to the stage by himself. “I would like to see how powerful the heir of the blade warrior himself is.” Lewinsky threw off his jacket and sauntered onto the stage. He already knew that he would lose the fight, but he couldn’t let others look down upon Egypt City.

Wang Tong cracked a smile and then said, “Very well! I will see what you are made out of.” Seeing that Wang Tong had accepted the challenge, the soldiers of the Maersa City boiled over.