Chapter 555: Supreme Sword Dao

Chapter 555: Chapter 555: Supreme Sword Dao

He had long, fiery red hair and was dressed in black.

Long Ao was exceptionally conspicuous.

"Hey, look! Isn’t that Long Heng’s master, Long Ao?"

"Damn, he’s so young. He looks like he’s not even twenty."

"No way! He’s not even twenty and he wants to challenge Wang Hao? Is this guy out of his mind?"

"Maybe he actually has the strength to back it up."

"Get outta here. What kind of strength could a wet-behind-the-ears brat have? If nothing unexpected happens, he won’t even last three of Wang Hao’s moves."

"In my opinion, he won’t even withstand a single move."

Hearing the mockery and ridicule from the crowd, Long Heng wished he could go up and punch each one of them, but Long Ao stopped him.

"Calm your heart, Long Heng. I’m going to use the Destruction Seal Technique in a moment. Watch closely."

Joy immediately bloomed in his heart. Of course, Long Heng was eagerly awaiting his master’s use of the Destruction Seal Technique. A moment later, Long Ao had reached the center of the square and ascended the dueling ring.

"Who the hell do you think you are, daring to challenge Young Master Wang Hao?"

"Exactly! The disciple is trash, and the master is even bigger trash! Get down from there! Don’t embarrass yourself!"

Watching from a distance, Long Bai seemed accustomed to such scenes. Just then, an enraged Long Qian’Er was about to charge forward to get justice for her brother.

"Qian’Er, what are you doing?"

"Father, didn’t you hear them? They’re all mocking my brother."

"That is your brother’s business. It has nothing to do with you. Stay right here." Looking at the young man on the dueling ring, Long Bai, for some unknown reason, seemed to be hoping for a surprise.

It was an intuition, a gut feeling that told him the young man on the dueling ring was far from simple.

"You are Long Heng’s master, Long Ao?"

"I am. And you must be the Wang Family’s top genius, hailed as the number one of the younger generation on Cloud Island, Wang Hao?"

"I am."

Neither of them spoke further, each staring intently at the other. Long Ao had deliberately suppressed his Cultivation to the Peak Great Venerable level, all so he could personally demonstrate the Destruction Seal Technique for Long Heng to comprehend.

Seeing that the two were silent, everyone around the dueling ring also quieted down.

Although no one favored Long Ao, the battle was about to begin. Everyone understood the need for at least a basic level of respect.

"You are very strong. If my senses aren’t mistaken, you must also be a Great Venerable Martial Artist."

"You are also no simple man."

No one in the surrounding crowd could hear their conversation. But just then, Wang Hao suddenly declared, "If I cannot defeat you within twenty moves, I’ll consider it my loss."

Twenty moves?

Hearing that Wang Hao would need twenty moves to defeat his opponent, everyone was stunned. The quicker ones had already guessed that the young man facing Wang Hao must be quite strong; otherwise, Wang Hao would not have made such a statement.

"If I cannot defeat you within ten moves, then I will have lost."

"What the fuck?"

"Damn it! Such arrogance! Young Master Wang Hao, kill him!"

The moment Long Ao finished speaking, a torrent of curses erupted from the crowd. Young Master Wang Hao said he’d defeat you in twenty moves because he has the skill to back it up. But you? What right do you have?

Ten moves?

No one had any idea what gave Long Ao such immense confidence. One had to understand that Wang Hao was a genuine Peak Great Venerable Martial Artist. Unless one was a Realm King, no one would dare claim they could defeat Young Master Wang Hao within ten moves. It was simply absurd.

「Below the dueling ring.」

Staring at his master on the dueling ring, Long Heng clenched his fists tightly, completely ignoring the whispered jeers and insults from the crowd. At this moment, Long Heng was tense to the extreme.

He had no idea what was going on with his master. Even if he was a Great Venerable Martial Artist, he was still injured, and quite severely at that. This meant his master was already at an unseen disadvantage.

’What is Master thinking?’

On the dueling ring, upon hearing his opponent’s brazen words, Wang Hao showed no trace of contempt or mockery. Instead, his expression grew even more solemn. Years of training and adventuring abroad had honed his instincts, and they were screaming that the person before him was an extremely dangerous figure. The more confident his opponent appeared, the more vigilant he became.

"Please."

Long Ao had a good impression of the Wang Hao before him. Regardless of whether they were enemies or friends, that single word, "Please," spoke volumes about Wang Hao’s character.

Long Ao also said, "Please." In that instant, both Long Ao and Wang Hao moved at the same time, clashing in the blink of an eye. A single move transformed into a hundred, meaning that though it looked like a hundred moves had passed, it was in fact only one. No victor had been decided.

Forcibly suppressing the waves of pain coming from within his body, Long Ao knew very well that he had to end this fight quickly. Otherwise, he would be in deep trouble.

First, his injuries were severe, and he couldn’t fight for long. If he did, his body would spontaneously explode from the inside—a point Long Fu had already warned him about.

Second, he was forcefully suppressing his own Cultivation. If his injuries worsened and he suffered a backlash, he would likewise be in grave danger.

For these reasons, Long Ao knew he had to win this, and win it fast.

"Long Heng, watch closely."

Long Heng, watch closely?

Hearing the young man’s sudden shout, everyone looked at Long Heng curiously. They had no idea what the young man wanted Long Heng to watch. ’Could it be how he’s going to defeat Wang Hao in ten moves?’

Even now, no one believed Long Ao could defeat Wang Hao in ten moves. They all thought the man was simply out of his mind.

Destruction Seal Technique.

Long Ao didn’t intend to use the later Seal Techniques of the Destruction Seal Technique. After all, with Long Heng’s current strength, he could at most cultivate the first four seals.

The first four seals of the Destruction Seal Technique were the Soul-Sealing Seal, the Nether Burning Seal, the Heaven-Burying Seal, and the Doomsday Seal. Long Ao couldn’t figure out why the first four seals had names, but the Fifth Seal did not. He had once asked Long Fu about this, but Long Fu’s answer was simple: "I don’t know." This had left Long Ao frustrated for a long time.

The terrifying might of the Seal Technique instantly erupted. One seal followed another, all four unleashed in unison.

"Long Ao, I have to admit, your strength is truly formidable. But now, I will let you witness what is called the Supreme Sword Dao!"

Just then, a sword suddenly appeared in Wang Hao’s hand—a Divine Sword that radiated a bewitching light.

’The Divine Sword Qingming?’

Just as Long Ao had guessed, the Divine Sword that Wang Hao produced at this moment was none other than the Wang Family’s ultimate treasure, the Divine Sword Qingming.

The appearance of the Divine Sword Qingming drew countless gasps from the crowd. After all, the Wang Family’s Divine Sword Qingming was far too famous.

Long Ao was a dead man.

The trash’s master was a dead man.

The moment Wang Hao brought out the Divine Sword Qingming, everyone had already sentenced Long Ao to death. At that moment, Wang Hao’s eyes focused. Suddenly, a light like the sun illuminating the earth erupted from his body and fused directly into the Divine Sword Qingming.

The Supreme Sword Dao—a Martial Art that Wang Hao had comprehended through countless life-and-death trials.