Ling Tian Sword God-Chapter 573 - 571: The Answers_1

"Give it your all!"

Hearing the conversation between the two participants, the hearts of the spectators began to pound uncontrollably. They wondered just how terrifying the scene would become once both combatants gave their all.

THUD!

The ice lake surface caved in. Long Zaiyuan rushed before the twelve Su Zilings, and the two of them dove back into battle. Unlike before, they pushed their power to its absolute limits, forgoing any concern for True Qi consumption. In a sword duel with no Elixirs, it was a pure contest of strength. Whoever exhausted their strength first would be the loser.

"Meteor Burst Dragon!"

Long Zaiyuan sprang into the air, his fists punching continuously. Each punch carried an energy like a meteor streaking through the Void, or like a Violent Dragon soaring across the Sky, its Overbearing Style unparalleled.

"Divine Movement and Transformation!"

The twelve Su Zilings moved as if they were independent entities, each attacking swiftly. Their movements were unpredictable, their attacks aimed to shatter Long Zaiyuan’s Violent Dragons.

Sharp gasps filled the air as the spectators witnessed this terrifying display of a martial arts cloning technique for the first time. At this moment, Su Ziling appeared increasingly elusive in their eyes, causing even seasoned experts of the Grandmaster Level to change their expressions. This man would certainly become a formidable opponent in the future.

The Treasure Swords worn by the younger generation vibrated wildly, ringing crisply. It was a sign they were struggling to contain their fighting spirit, causing their blades to resonate, eager to leap from their scabbards and attack Long Zaiyuan and Su Ziling. This battle was truly the pinnacle of duels among the younger generation.

Su Ziling, you are indeed unusual, Mo Tianya thought. He watched Su Ziling in the center of the lake, his gaze sharp, the glow in his eyes as bright as a sword’s edge. While Long Zaiyuan’s attacks were fierce, it was clear he couldn’t overcome Su Ziling, who was in full control of the situation. He had initially thought Su Ziling was the most indolent among them—frivolous and uninspired. He never expected Su Ziling’s strength to be so formidable, his progress astonishingly rapid.

「On the small hill」

Ling Chen and Liu Feiyue watched with grave expressions mixed with awe. When faced with sophisticated Martial Arts, anyone would develop a sense of admiration.

"Within his Martial Arts, there seems to be a hint of the True Essence of Shadows," Ling Chen’s eyes narrowed slightly as he spoke. Having comprehended the True Essence of Fire, Ling Chen had become extremely sensitive to the Martial Arts True Meaning of other disciplines.

"It is indeed the True Essence of Shadows, an incredibly difficult Martial Arts True Meaning to master." Liu Feiyue’s pretty face also grew serious. "Despite Su Ziling’s usually mischievous and unruly demeanor, his talent is undeniable. Across the entire Martial World, very few can even grasp the rudiments of the True Essence of Shadows."

"Su Ziling, you are indeed strong, but let’s see how strong you can be. Take this!"

Long Zaiyuan’s aura suddenly grew still. His body became like a great vortex, frantically absorbing the surrounding Heavenly Earth Energy. Countless particles of frost and snow were drawn towards him, coalescing into tornadoes.

"Ninefold Supremacy, Power to Shatter the Firmament!"

Long Zaiyuan roared, the sound shaking the heavens and earth. Silently, the Sky darkened. An area spanning thousands of meters was consumed by a blanket of darkness so profound one could not see one’s own fingers. Then, a meteor smashed down as if it had fallen from the heavens.

Su Ziling was as calm as ever. Both his hands formed signs rapidly. His eleven clones mobilized, forming a line. All of them attacked almost simultaneously, engaging the meteor-like Fist Strength hurtling through the air, and then collided violently with it.

CRACK! CRACK!

Instantly, a large portion of the Nine Dragons Lake’s surface shattered. Countless blocks of ice shot out in all directions, as if a violent snowstorm had descended.

Heaven and earth rocked; the sun and moon lost their brilliance. The Sky above Nine Dragons Lake became a forbidden zone of death. The blinding light forced everyone to close their eyes, fearing they would be blinded if they kept them open. No one was willing to take such a risk, as this was not their battle.

BOOM!

Following the intense light was an earth-shattering roar. Many people turned pale, their chests tightening, even though they were thousands of meters away from the battlefield.

"Take another punch from me! Fist Mobilizing Mountains and Seas!"

In the blinding light, colors lost all meaning. A barely visible shadow moved quickly, approaching Su Ziling. It was Long Zaiyuan, his hair disheveled, appearing almost mad. He had clearly entered a state of frenzied outburst, unleashing his combat power to its absolute zenith.

The Sky darkened again, and the brilliant light weakened. A Fist Strength, as substantial as stone, tore a path through the remaining light, rushing towards Su Ziling.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

A glint flashed in Su Ziling’s eyes. His eleven clones rapidly retreated and merged completely with his main body. All the clones vanished, leaving only Su Ziling himself. Yet, his form seemed to be overlaid with a dozen blurry shadows, their myriad attacking motions ultimately condensing into a single Palm Seal.

Without any hesitation, Su Ziling thrust an ordinary-looking palm forward.

BOOM!

With a deafening roar, the meteor-like Fist Strength was blasted apart and shattered. Su Ziling’s Palm Seal, however, cut through the air and landed squarely on Long Zaiyuan’s chest.

His Protective True Qi shattered. Long Zaiyuan spat out a large mouthful of blood, heavily injured. However, Su Ziling was not entirely unscathed. He was affected by the backlash of Long Zaiyuan’s power, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. But even so, the victor and the vanquished between them had been decided.

"Did Su Ziling win?"

The younger generation looked at each other, unable to be sure. They had been so engrossed in the battle that they couldn’t believe the outcome had been decided so quickly.

COUGH! COUGH! COUGH!

Coughing up several more mouthfuls of blood, Long Zaiyuan’s expression flickered multiple times before he finally said slowly, "I lost. Your True Essence of Shadows is truly powerful. This is the strength of one of the Four Outstanding Talents. I have learned much today."

Su Ziling responded indifferently, "If it were half a year ago, you would have defeated me." Long Zaiyuan’s Boxing style was exceedingly fierce. If he hadn’t been able to manifest twelve shadow clones, he might not have been able to withstand Long Zaiyuan’s fists.

"There’s no need to say any more." Long Zaiyuan gestured with his hand. "I lost, and that’s a fact. There’s no need to find comfort. Even half a year ago, I wouldn’t have been your match. The strength of any genius is never stagnant, let alone someone who is one of the Four Outstanding Talents."

"Long Zaiyuan is truly incredible. With just a little more, he could have defeated Su Ziling and joined the ranks of the Four Outstanding Talents."

"It can’t be helped; there’s still a gap in strength. But I’d say Long Zaiyuan is probably the strongest among the younger generation, just beneath the Four Outstanding Talents. He should be considered the foremost expert below them."

"That’s right. This loss can’t be blamed on Long Zaiyuan. Had it been any other Expert from the younger generation, they would have been soundly defeated long ago."

Discussion broke out among the spectators, creating a scene of heated excitement.