Chapter 450: Battle Of The Saints.
The two men stood facing each other and their sword intentions were raging through the void as they displayed the halos behind their backs in complete glory. The old man chuckled, and said, "To think that someone would learn to form the halo of a saint. Hmmm, you don't seem to be from the Spirit Siphon Continent."
Hao Ren shrugged and said, "Indeed, I am not from this world, but whatever I am, wherever I am from, it is enough to put you ten feet under the ground, old punk."
The old man snorted and said, "Bastard, you dare to talk like this even when you are standing in the face of death."
Hao Ren chuckled and said, "Killing me would take a lot more skill than what you are capable of, rat."
The old man hated when someone called him a coward, or similar names, however, Hao Ren had been doing that only. The old man yelled, "Berserk Cits."
His sword flashed and he channeled the slaughter intent towards Hao Ren. The slashes he made formed arcs of sword energies in the void and they all dashed towards the young man while leaving fissures in the void. The young man smiled and said, "Four Season Swordplay, Blossoming Winds."
The wind in the dark cavern gathered around him and slashed through the void to collide with the enemy attack. Hao Ren kept walking towards the man as he asked, "Can you tell me your name, old man? I don't have the habit of killing nameless people."
The old man chuckled and said, "It won't be you killing me, youngster, it will be my blade that will show you the might of Kong Chakran."
Leo raised his brow and asked, "How about we leave this place and fight outside? The rest of the world would suffer a great loss if our battle crumpled and the entire building might fall down."
Kong Chakran looked at Hao Ren and said, "Fine, I will allow you to preserve this much dignity, after all, reaching the level of a saint at such a young age isn't an easy thing."
Hao Ren didn't say much but he was very curious what made this old man so confident. He looked at the dragon behind him and said, "Senior, I would have to trouble you to wait at this place, I will handle the affairs soon and then take you outside."
The Dragon nodded and said, "Be careful if you avoid getting stained with his blood. That bastard can influence your blood flow with his own blood."
Hao Ren narrowed his eyes and mumbled, "That is a dangerous ability."
The dragon nodded and the scales on her body reflected a glimmer. Hao Ren sighed and thanked her for the advice before he headed to the gates of the Labyrinth.
Behind him, the Dragoness lay with her eyes closed, she knew that this was all that Hao Ren could do at this moment. The moment Kong Chakran dies, the seals he placed would vanish and the dragon would be free to leave once again. The dragon turned her head to look at the sky but only to find a ceiling.
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Kong Chakran appeared in the void with a sword in his hand. His clothes were clear of any dust particles despite spending such a long time inside the dungeon. He looked very imposing, and the people were shocked as his aura directly spread around and made them either bow to him.
Hao Ren appeared a few ten meters away from the old man and asked, "How do you wish to do it? One attack to decide it all, or do you wish to practise the conventional way."
The old man thought and said, "Let us not drag this thing, we will do one move. You can go first."
Hao Ren chuckled and said, "Your Highness Kong, I have never seen anyone as confident as you. Do you really think that you can survive the move I make? Absurd."
The old man narrowed his eyes and asked, "Then how do you want to do it?"
Hao Ren smiled and replied, "We attack at the same time."
The old man chuckled and said, "I like your decisive attitude. Come, Punk! Let us be done with it."
Hao Ren raised his sword and held it in front of him, it was a simple and straight stance. The old man danced around with his sword a little to invigorate his spirits, and in the end, he held the sword parallel to the ground and the tip of the blade was aiming at Hao Ren.
The two stood in the void, seemingly indulged in a stand-off waiting for something. What could it be that was stopping them from attacking? The one more to decide the winner or the loser was not simple. They had many things to consider, such as the intent, the defensive points and the attacking points, for themselves and the enemy.
At this moment the two people were looking at each other, as if they were snakes. They were small places to target. However, Hao Ren was even greater of a threat to Kong Chakran, this young man was learning. He was absorbing everything from King Chakran's stance. The old man had no idea that Hao Ren was moving himself so minimally that he seemed to have become a statue.
The old man narrowed his eyes and said, "To think that your talent would be so great. Such a shame that you choose to side with her."
Hao Ren chuckled, and said, "To think that someone as obscure as you is still clinging to life and strength, what a shame."
Hao Ren was sharp tongued and the old man felt enraged whenever they talked. Suddenly, the black hellhound appeared beside Kong Chakran, and yelled, "Master."
The old man snorted and said, "Get lost, you useless thing. Can't you see that I am in the middle of something."
As soon as he said this, a gust blew and two men moved. They vanished from their spots, and the void tore apart. The momentum of their sword intents was so strong that it caused the void to tear up.
A few moments later, the two of them appeared in the void, but this time their backs facing each other. The people on the ground had been looking up at them all this time. They could see that it was Hao Ren and some old person whom none of them had seen. They were shocked when they heard Old Gun call the old man master, but before they could let their thoughts loose they saw the two people move.
After a few minutes, Hao Ren said, "Crane Folding Strike, Sixteen Cuts."
As he said that, Sixteen lines appeared in the void, and they were all different and various angles, representing the creases that form when someone folds a paper crane.
The old man shivered and said, "You, demon."
As he said that fine lines appeared on his body. Between those lines a red liquid could be seen coming out. Hao Ren stood up straight as a diagonal cut appeared across his chest as well.
The difference in strike was simple, while the old man cut him one time, he cut the old man sixteen times. He gave up on defending altogether and focused solely on attacking. He turned around and expelled the slaughter intent coursing through his wound and said, "Old man, you sure know how to call others demons when it was you who created this predicament. How dare you call me a demon when you destroyed an entire dynasty for the same power? You betrayed the trust of your guardian beast to another level, and in the end, you cannot even stand before a junior. Shame on you, demon."
The old man chuckled and said, "The victors write the history."
Hao Ren clicked his tongue and said, "Just die already, I have to go home and cook for my wife."
His words caused the old man to cough up blood and he couldn't hold on anymore. His body fell apart and the young man waved his hand to attack the somewhat damaged immortal soul also, to prevent it from getting through the cycle of life and death. The reason he did this was to make sure that this ill-willed old man doesn't reincarnate to attack him in his next life.
Kong Chakran was a bit too strong willed and focused on chasing strength.
Old Gun yelled, "No! Master!"
Hao Ren sighed and shook his head before he vanished from the spot and appeared inside the Labyrinth pavilion. He didn't care about the body parts falling to the ground, the howling Hellhound. He wanted to free the dragon, see if he could tame it, and then take it to the five cities and then head back home to chill.
The lotteries that he received were very strong and he had a feeling that if he only relied on the lotteries it would be easy. The people thought were curious about how Hao Ren managed to kill Kong Chakran, because the man was very strong.
Soon, the city was filled with chaos, Spirit beasts charged out of the Labyrinth, but as long as the humans didn't attack them. The beast just charged out of the city and didn't bother with them.
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