Star Gate-Chapter 1123: Battle To The Death (III)

One of the Great Li king’s hands was a bloody mess, the other maintained a firm grip on his boxing glove. Despair and panic shone out of his eyes. Was this the might of a Saint? His immense battle strength was hardly worth mention here, and his boxing glove was on the verge of being seized by another.

A thin sword flew through the air like a babbling brook, piercing through the world.

Zheng Gong immediately took a step back when he saw the sight; his face paled with panic. He took a few steps back, watching the sword cut through the void chain confining the Great Li king.

“Who... are you?!” he asked, infuriated.

This person knew the Streamflow Sword Method and powered their moves with a terrifying presence! Their battle strength wasn’t key, but the unique pressure that accompanied the blows—it made his heart palpitate.

The Zhengs were widely experienced and had seen much of the world. He recognized the sword method.

The Watercloud empress dowager also looked on with a grave look. The enemy was too strong. That had been a blow at her full strength, but if it wasn’t for the enemy backing away from her unique sword method, she probably wouldn’t have been able to cut into the void chain.

How were they to fight a Saint??

The empress dowager wanted to cry, but found no tears to do so! What should they do? Three of them had acted at the same time with the strength of mid Sun and Moon. And yet, they didn’t even graze their opponent’s armor! Two of them were injured instead and Yuan Shuo was even weaker at third level Sun and Moon. How were they supposed to stand against a Saint?

What a joke!

“You’re not her...” Zheng Gong realized. “You’ve obtained her heritage and... the sword that you wield is unusual. To think that Silver Moon would possess that person’s heritage... but how is that possible??”

His surprise and irritation grew at the same pace! First he’d been startled by Zhang An, then by the Human King Consort’s sword method. Damn it all to hell!

In the depths of his fury, he waved a chain into being that also seemed to be a whip. The whip snapped loudly in the air!

The void shattered from the crack of the whip and the pieces churned toward the trio. Director General Zhao, the Great Li king, and the Watercloud empress dowager shouted in unison, bringing their full strength to bear. The boxing glove of the Tyrant Sovereign, Eight Directions Seal of Silver City Martial University, and the personal sword of the Human King Consort were formidable weapons.

All of them smashed toward the whip at the same time!

They’d completely forgotten about Yuan Shuo’s existence. He wasn’t all that useful for this fight.

The three watched their weapons hurtle toward the whip with despair and resignation. The gap between the two sides was too great. Li Hao wanted them to preoccupy the enemy, but could they distract him for even thirty seconds?

It would come down to pure luck if they could manage that feat!

Their deaths were guaranteed today!

Five supernatural characters suddenly burst from Yuan Shuo’s body—metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Another world seemed to hover over the old man’s head.

The starry expanse in the Hao Cosmos shook.

Five supernatural characters swept through countless dao meridians around them. They enveloped the dao meridians and erupted in a burst of ultimate five element energy. Unfortunately, Yuan Shuo’s body wasn’t strong enough to withstand the onslaught. It crumbled away, in extremely poor shape.

Endless Water of Life swirled around him, absorbed nearly as quickly as they formed. However, they were insufficient to mend his body. Even his bones were cracking.

Yuan Shuo didn’t say a word; he glanced at Li Hao fighting nearby. The young man was immediately on the losing side as soon as he engaged his opponent!

Thus, it was unrealistic to hope for Li Hao to rescue them.

Yuan Shuo’s smile seemed more a grimace. A Saint? Damn he’s strong! I, Yuan Shuo, am lucky enough to fight a Saint today! I’ve never even imagined being able to fight one of these mythical beings.

Five dao meridians as thick as a pillar surrounded him. A ferocious tiger, a massive bear, a golden eagle, and two others assembled into a monster that resembled none of them. Each of them bore a dao meridian, a supernatural character.

All of Yuan Shuo’s flesh and blood disappeared when he smiled. His bones continued to shatter, but he grinned radiantly. There were no muscles to lift in response to his smile anymore, but he continued to beam happily.

My idiot disciple, Saints are not easy to deal with. I don’t know if I can stop him, much less kill him. But, I’ll do my best to hold him back, even if... that leaves the rest up to you.

An enormous roar emitted from Yuan Shuo’s skeleton. He shattered the world with a punch.

Of the four weapons that collided together, three of them flew backward. The trio couldn’t even withstand one blow from their opponent. Meanwhile, the five elements came down over the world with Yuan Shuo’s punch. He pulverized the whip with one punch—it was a whip made of energy!

“Go kill the others!” he shouted.

Stunned, the three paused.

“Get out of here!” Yuan Shuo shouted again.

Zheng Gong was surprised by the development. What... what kind of tactic was this? A pair of bony fists came for him the next second!

Utter madness!

Indeed, Yuan Shuo knew only utter madness after the three disappeared. Punch followed punch as he neither defended, guarded, nor waited. He didn’t have time to wait, he wouldn’t be able to endure the strain. This kind of condition could only be maintained for a short while.

If Li Hao couldn’t kill the other Saint and Yuan Shuo crumbled away too quickly... then all was over!

“Tiger Roar Through Mountain and Woods!” Yuan Shuo’s voice dominated the world. He was an emperor of white bone and held sway over his territory. The five elements formed a massive domain that enveloped both him and Zheng Gong!

There was only one thought on his mind—I cannot die until Han Jiang dies. I can only die when Han Jiang dies...

He punched!

Tiger punch, ape punch, bear punch...

A series of punches pummeled the Zheng second son. The energy of the five elements was so formidable that even the Saint-level Zheng Gong had no choice but to regard it solemnly. He growled and cracked a whip through the air!

Snap snap snap!

Loud cracks shattered the void and Yuan Shuo’s bones, but he hardly cared about that. Punching forward was the only notion on his mind!

Martial masters feared nothing!

......

At the same time.

Li Hao laid about with his sword, but Han Jiang was too fast. He wielded a large blade and was not as polite as Earthflare. He kept up a steady barrage of blows, striking three times every time Li Hao struck once!

Stellaris was knocked askew after a loud clang. The vice commander’s blade swung down and tore a gaping wound on Li Hao’s body, nearly slicing him into two.

Han Jiang looked on with a remote look. The young man’s defensive ability was decent, as were his offensive skills. He was just too slow in both speed and reaction. This kind of existence would have to catch their opponent unawares if they were to kill a Saint!

That the peach tree had died in his hands... was truly a huge shame and regret. If it wasn’t for its body being too big and thus lacking time to react, would it have died to Li Hao?

“You have killed a guardian plant spirit, an existence on par with a Saint. You will... die a worthy death!” Han Jiang’s tone was calm. “It just surprises me that you’ve dared come alone and not with Zhang An. What a crazy little fellow! Do the Li family genes decree you with a fate to be crazy?”

He wasn’t worried about Zheng Gong. Although it hadn’t been long since the Zheng second son ascended to the Saint level, he still far surpassed weaklings like Yuan Shuo and the rest. Li Hao stood even less of a chance against him.

Rings of Water of Life spun around Li Hao as he stabbed again and again. He kept his cool as usual and didn’t even look at the other battlefields. He wasn’t interested.

He trusted that everyone could wait until he defeated his enemy.

They could!

Loud sounds of combat were deafening on all sides.

......

At present, Li Hao had neither the time nor the concentration to spare for any other fight. More than a dozen minor battlefields had formed after the two sides engaged each other. There were too many Immortals—a cultivation level even stronger than fourth level Sun and Moon.

There weren’t that many Sun and Moon on Li Hao’s side. Parity was barely attained only after the Great Li king and others joined those battlefields.

He Yong roared as he punched in a maddened frenzy. The afterimages of his fists shattered the void. His opponent was a Gold Armor, while he himself as a first level Sun and Moon who’d barely managed to touch the threshold of the second level.

The only thing he had at his command was hotblooded passion!

“Fuck you piece of motherfucking shit!” he howled and punched the void to smithereens. He remained undaunted even when the Gold Armor’s sword ran him through!

However, the difference in battle strength could not be overcome simply through valor or passion. He was injured, and gravely injured at that. It took the blink of an eye for his presence to start declining.

He Yong forced open some dao meridians and barely managed another punch. Across the way, a jeering look had entered the Gold Armor’s eyes.

While this person punched fiercely, the invader wasn’t able to harm him, much less kill him. The golden suits of armor were not utilized to their full capacity on Li Hao’s side—it was on the Boundless side. The invader had left only a few dents in his armor, there weren’t even any cracks.

No one held the upper hand on the battlefield, not even the Great Li king’s group. He Yong looked around—there was no one who could come to his aid. Some people were teaming up in groups of five to fight a Gold Armor. There was no one with effort to spare for him.

Up in the air, Li Hao and Yuan Shuo were rampaging through the sky with sword and fist. However, both teetered on the edge of defeat! This battle was as they’d speculated before—harrowing and nearly certain death.

He Yong bared bloody teeth in a grin before punching again. He grumbled something audible only to himself.

People always die in battle. I never thought I would be the first to fall. I always thought that there would be someone weaker than me. C’mon, I made it through the dark age of the Silver Moon martial world!

All Silver Moon martial masters curse me for being shameless. So I didn’t pay for my meals a couple of times! I paid up when I had money later! You guys are such bastards to keep harping on that. My reputation was ruined by all of you!

I’m not as lecherous as Thunderleg or as timid as Earthturner Sword. I’m not as overbearing as Tyrant Blade or as detached as Sky Sword. I should be loved by all!

Northern Fist bullied me for so many years. How dare you call me Little He! Who the hell are you?! You’re not my old man, but you bully me everyday! I’m not Little He, you’re Little Fist!

These New Martial guys are too strong, and there’s a lot of them! The army’s not out yet, but it will be soon. Saints are impossible for us to touch, but Immortals...

I am Southern Fist He Yong. Can I not kill one of those? It’s easy for Li Hao when he kills them!