King of Ten Thousand Years

Chapter 413 411: Sword Defeats Black Fang

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Luo Tian's three consecutive victories sent shockwaves in all directions, drawing wave after wave of cheers.

The upper echelons of the Purple Scale Race were ecstatic.

No one had expected Luo Tian to make it this far.

A situation that had seemed like a certain loss had now been completely turned around!

'Did my younger brother really find such a powerful expert to help me?' Zi He was utterly astonished, wondering if Zi Shan had lost his mind.

Zi Shan, on the other hand, was trembling with rage.

'How could Luo Tian be this strong?'

This was completely different from the outcome he had envisioned!

He had been certain Luo Tian would lose, so the matter of the "Outer World Map" had just been his own one-sided story; he had never even mentioned it to their father.

As the Purple Scale Race's "ace," He Peng was completely dumbfounded. 'Aren't I supposed to be the ace? Why is this happening?'

He felt like Luo Tian had completely stolen his thunder.

Just then, the referee asked Luo Tian whether he wanted to rest or continue fighting.

"It looks like the Autumn Fox Race only has one person left. Might as well take care of them all at once."

Luo Tian's relaxed, casual reply once again sent the crowd into an uproar.

"So domineering!"

"Is he trying to take on all four of them?"

The crowd admired Luo Tian's audacity and eagerly awaited the fourth battle.

But some spectators thought Luo Tian was overconfident, running his mouth without even considering who his next opponent was.

The Purple Scale Race's upper echelons strongly disapproved of Luo Tian's choice.

"He should rest first and let the others wear down Black Fang. His chances of winning would be much higher!"

"He's far too arrogant!"

The Purple Scale Race leaders shook their heads slightly, but Luo Tian had already made his choice, and they couldn't intervene.

Below the stage,

The Demon Race genius from the Jade Sulfur Realm, Black Fang, bared his sharp, bloodthirsty teeth. "Take care of them all at once? You've got a big mouth!"

Black Fang stepped onto the stage.

He was very displeased with Luo Tian's brazen arrogance!

If Luo Tian had chosen to rest and then compete with him later, he might have cherished this hard-won opponent.

But now, Black Fang decided he would cripple Luo Tian!

The arena's spectator stands fell silent.

Both the Purple Scale Race and the Autumn Fox Race stared nervously at the Martial Arts Arena.

"Can Black Fang win?"

"Of course, he can! After all, that kid has already fought three consecutive matches. He's not in his peak state, so he's definitely no match for Black Fang."

The Autumn Fox Race was delighted by Luo Tian's overconfidence.

SWISH!

On the Martial Arts Arena, Black Fang wielded a pitch-black sword and unleashed a desolate, cold Sword Light. It shot forward like black lightning, instantly creating a sense of fatal danger.

PFFT!

The sword strike landed, slicing through Luo Tian's figure and dissipating it.

It was only an afterimage. Luo Tian had executed the Wind Manipulation Technique, his body seeming to transform into a wisp of gentle wind, drifting about.

"Heh heh, the boy is fast, but he can't dodge forever. He's skilled in Defense, but Black Fang's Attacks are laced with poison. Even a superficial wound will have a huge impact!"

An elder from the Autumn Fox Race commented with a faint smile.

Moreover, Luo Tian had already fought three matches in a row. Black Fang's victory was assured!

But suddenly, a sharp Sword Momentum erupted, soaring into the sky!

Luo Tian appeared behind Black Fang, his Ice Trace Sword unsheathed. Infusing it with his Divine Vein Cold Power, he slashed down viciously!

This brilliant and sharp strike stunned the entire audience.

"He actually has such profound attainment in the Sword Dao?"

"That Sword Intent... is it a Sword Intent Prototype?"

A commotion swept through the surroundings.

He Peng and the three members of the Autumn Fox Race who had previously lost to Luo Tian were all dumbfounded!

'So in the previous fights, Luo Tian wasn't even using his full strength!'

Only now, with Black Fang on the stage, had Luo Tian been forced to reveal his true swordsmanship skills!

CLANG!

The sinister, dark Sword Light and the crystalline, icy one clashed, sending Sword Qi rippling outwards.

In terms of Sword Intent, Luo Tian had a slight advantage.

However, Black Fang had the superior Weapon. His Treasure Sword was of the highest Upper Grade quality, bordering on the level of a Top Grade Treasure Artifact.

After one exchange, both retreated a step before launching even fiercer and more ferocious swordsmanship attacks!

"Black Scorpion Sword Technique!"

Black Fang's Sword Technique became incredibly fierce, vicious, and swift, like the instant a scorpion strikes with its tail—fast and deadly!

Every slash aimed for a vital point; a single moment of carelessness could cost his opponent their life.

'What an insidious Swordsmanship!'

Luo Tian's gaze hardened.

'No wonder He Peng was defeated so easily.'

Luo Tian activated the Celestial Sword Technique. A layer of crystalline white light coated the surface of his Ice Trace Sword, enhancing the power of his swordsmanship.

Black Fang's swordsmanship was indeed powerful and insidious, but Luo Tian, having reached Minor Achievement in the Ruyi Realm with his Celestial Sword Technique, possessed superb Sword Skills. His swordsmanship was flexible and adaptable, allowing him to counter every move.

For a moment, Black Fang couldn't gain any advantage.

"Furious Sword Torrential Rain!"

Luo Tian abruptly unleashed his killing move. At the same time, his Nether Dragon Divine Vein erupted with its full power, and a Cold Current Vortex spread out, covering a radius of thirty to forty meters.

He infused his Cold Power into the Ice Trace Sword and executed the powerful killing move.

In an instant, thousands of icy Sword Lights materialized in the air, exuding a vast and boundless momentum. The temperature of the entire arena plummeted.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

As the killing move descended, Black Fang felt a sudden sense of crisis and executed his own swordsmanship to counter it.

A few breaths later, he was forced to switch from offense to defense.

The Sword Technique was simply too ferocious and terrifying. At the same time, a biting cold enveloped him, seeping into his entire body, making him stiffen and slowing the circulation of his blood and True Essence.

At that moment, Black Fang was completely suppressed, and several bloody cuts appeared on his body.

'How could this be?' Black Fang was stunned.

The Autumn Fox Race was thinking the exact same thing.

'Luo Tian has already fought three matches, and Black Fang is still no match for him? Is this human genius really that strong?'

The Purple Scale Race, in contrast, was grinning from ear to ear.

It was such a pleasant surprise, so completely unexpected.

"This boy is truly remarkable!"

"He took on four of them, and even Black Fang, the Demon Race genius from the Jade Sulfur Realm, is no match for him!"

Going from utter despair to elation—nothing could be more thrilling.

Zi Shan stood there, dumbstruck, at a complete loss for words.

"Sword Wind Howl!"

Luo Tian seized the opportunity and abruptly changed his move, unleashing a Sword Light that slashed out like a howling, cold wind, its shriek echoing in all directions!

THUD! THUMP!

Black Fang was sent flying by the sword strike. A shocking wound was left on his body, and he fell to the ground, frozen stiff.

The battle with Black Fang didn't last long either. Luo Tian had claimed victory!

"Luo Tian wins!"

"The competition is over! The Purple Scale Race wins!"

The referee announced the results.

The surroundings erupted in an uproar. The leaders of the Purple Scale Race all burst out laughing, while Zi Shan alone looked utterly miserable, as if he had just swallowed a dozen flies.

What followed concerned the wagers of the competition, which was a matter between the Purple Scale Race and the Autumn Fox Race, and had nothing to do with Luo Tian.

The Autumn Fox Race publicly apologized and offered a huge amount of compensation, bringing the conflict between the two great clans to a close.

The members of the Purple Scale Race returned.

The Clan Leader was in an excellent mood, laughing repeatedly. He looked at Luo Tian and asked with a smile, "Luo Tian, where do you come from?"

"My homeland is currently at war. My Senior Sister and I escaped and are now traveling the Outer World."

Luo Tian thought for a moment and decided not to reveal any information about the Dongchen Continent.

Upon hearing this, the Clan Leader and the other high-ranking members were delighted.

'Luo Tian's background is simple, and he has no permanent home. He's the perfect candidate to recruit!'

"Luo Tian, you have performed a great service this time. If there is anything you want, you can ask for it directly," the Clan Leader said with a smile.

'To recruit Luo Tian, I naturally have to offer him some benefits.'

As long as Luo Tian's request wasn't too outrageous, he would agree to it.

"The Outer World Map!"

Seeing how courteous the Clan Leader was being, Luo Tian stated his request frankly.

"Hmm? The Outer World Map is fundamental to our clan's trade between the various realms. Allow me to discuss this matter with the Elders. I will give you a reply in a few days."

The Clan Leader's brow furrowed instantly, and his expression changed slightly.

Seeing the reactions of the Clan Leader and the other leaders, Luo Tian knew it was a lost cause.

It seemed that Zi Shan's earlier promise of the Outer World Map was complete nonsense, just a ploy to lure Luo Tian into a trap.

After returning to the Purple Scale Race's territory, Luo Tian and Yi Jingwen were moved to better living quarters.

An old steward said with a smile, "The Purple Scale Race is treating you two so well. In my opinion, you should just stay here. The Outer Void is fraught with danger. Who knows when you might end up buried in the void!"

Luo Tian and Yi Jingwen remained unmoved.

Neither of them had a very favorable impression of the Purple Scale Race, and they felt a particular aversion toward Zi Shan.

Luo Tian was determined to go to the Human Race's territory to meet up with his Master, Mu Yunshi. He also needed to find Ning Xueyao and search for clues about his father, Luo Xiao.

His father, Luo Xiao, had once brought Ning Xueyao back, which meant it was highly likely he had also traveled in the Outer World.

"Luo Tian, I'm afraid getting the map won't be that easy," Yi Jingwen said to Luo Tian.

"That doesn't matter. If we can't get the map, we can get some other treasures!"

Luo Tian gave a slight smile but said no more, leaving Yi Jingwen puzzled.

The next day, Luo Tian went out and hired an Alchemist in Hailan City to refine some Elixir Pills, then began to prepare his plan.

...

「Three days later.」

Inside a courtyard with a beautiful view, Zi Shan paced back and forth, his face dark.

He had originally planned to use the competition to get Luo Tian killed, but he never expected it would make Luo Tian famous overnight.

"No, I have to get rid of him!" Zi Shan snarled.

An elderly Purple Scale Race member beside him hesitated. "Young Master, but Luo Tian performed a great service for the clan, and the Clan Leader intends to recruit him..."

"Hmph, Father does want to recruit Luo Tian, but Luo Tian wants the Outer World Map. He wants to leave, so Father is in a difficult position!"

"I'll kill this brat first, then I'll tell Father that Luo Tian was a spy sent by a rival power to infiltrate the Purple Scale Race and steal our secrets..."

Zi Shan's face was sinister, his killing intent already roused!

He couldn't swallow this humiliation. Even if he was punished by his father, he had to eliminate Luo Tian!

"Relay my orders! Gather our men and kill Luo Tian!" Zi Shan ordered the old man.

The old man sighed, shook his head, and withdrew.

He knew Zi Shan's personality all too well—arrogant, domineering, and recklessly audacious!

...

In the Clan Leader's residence.

SWOOSH!

A Black Shadow darted in and knelt before the Purple Scale Clan Leader. "Master," the figure said respectfully, "the Second Young Master is gathering men. It seems he wants to kill Luo Tian!"

"Hmm?"

The Clan Leader was slightly taken aback.

'Didn't Zi Shan find Luo Tian? Why does he suddenly want to kill him?'

'It seems things aren't as simple as I thought. Zi Shan must have some conflict with Luo Tian.'

"Let him be. Since this boy cannot be used by our clan, it doesn't matter if he dies!"

The Clan Leader's face was cold and indifferent.

He had given Luo Tian a chance, but Luo Tian had rejected it.

To the Clan Leader, anyone who couldn't be used by the Purple Scale Race had no value! Even if Luo Tian had performed a great service for the clan, that was all in the past!

Now, Luo Tian was useless!

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