Chapter 689: Ninth Level Sword Concept
Translator: KurazyTolanzuraytor Editor: Jay
At the same time, the representatives of many Emperors had come over one by one to warmly greet King Yong.
Of course, King Yong knew his own ability and knew that their interests weren’t in him, and their final objective was to get acquainted with Duan Ling Tian.
Presently, not only was Duan Ling Tian the son-in-law of the Feng Clan’s Eldest Master, he was even a monstrous genius in the Martial Dao that possessed a terrifying strength, and it was sufficient to make the representatives of the various Empires look up at him and exhausts their efforts to curry favor with him.
Duan Ling Tian originally wanted to disregard the representatives of the various Empires, but for the sake of not making it difficult on King Yong, Duan Ling Tian responded to every representative of the various Empires with a slight smile, and by the time he’d greeted all of them, he felt his face had become stiff from smiling.
“Whoosh!” Duan Ling Tian heaved a sigh of relief after the representatives of the various Empires left.
No matter if it was his past life of his current, this sort of social courtesy annoyed him the most. “Fame brings trouble for men just like fat does for pigs… This saying isn’t wrong in the slightest.”
“You’re taking pleasure in my misfortune?” Duan Ling Tian glared angrily at the nearby Su Li when he saw Su Li was laughing to himself.
Only now did Su Li stop laughing, and then he changed the topic. “Duan Ling Tian, do you think the other three eighth level Void Initiation Stage martial artists will issue a challenge to the other five ninth level Void Initiation Stage young geniuses?”
A total of six ninth level Void Initiation Stage young geniuses had appeared during the Dynasty Martial Competition this time, and the reason Su Li said five was because Duan Ling Tian had just revealed his strength and proven himself.
So as far as Su Li was concerned, it was impossible for the other three eighth level Void Initiation Stage martial artists to challenge Duan Ling Tian unless they weren’t afraid of death.
So they could only choose from the other five people.
“How would I know?” Duan Ling Tian shook his head. “Aren’t you an eighth level Void Initiation Stage martial artist? What? You don’t intend to challenge a ninth level Void Initiation Stage martial artist?”
“There’s no need.” Su Li shrugged and grinned. “There’re 10 positions at any rate… Now that the Ye Clan’s Ye Lu has died, the competition has grown smaller, and I have the confidence to obtain a position. Since it’s like this, then why should I go waste my strength?”
“When did you become so lazy?” Duan Ling Tian was speechless when he heard this.
Of course, he believed that with Su Li’s strength and the grade three spirit sword in Su Li’s possession that came from Su Li’s master, even if Ye Lu didn’t die, it wouldn’t be a difficult thing for Su Li to obtain one of the positions to participate in the Martial Competition of the Ten Dynasties.
“Looks like there really is someone who wants to issue a challenge… I wonder who his target is.” Su Li’s gaze that looked into the distance lit up abruptly.
Duan Ling Tian followed along Su Li’s gaze to look over when he heard this.
In the distance, a thin figure instantly flew to arrive in the sky above the Cage Battle Arena, and he drew the attention of everyone in the surroundings of the Cage Battle Arena.
This was a young man around the age of 35, his expression dark, and he seemed to give others the feeling that he was undernourished, yet his eyes were bright to the point they were like a pair of dazzling stars.
“It’s the Darkmoon Sect’s number one disciple in the Inner Court, Feng Yu!”
“He’s the Head Disciple of the Darkmoon Sect, Feng Yu?”
“This Feng Yu is a sword cultivator… Supposedly, his sword is even swifter than a bolt of lightning, and it’s swift to the point that he kills without spilling blood.”
Many people in the surroundings of the Cage Battle Arena recognized the thin young man.
The number one disciple in the Inner Court of the Darkhan Dynasty’s Darkmoon Sect and the Head Disciple of the Darkmoon Sect.
In the Darkmoon Sect, Feng Yu could be said to be an outstanding talent in the Martial Dao that was respected by all, and coupled with him being the personal disciple of the Darkmoon Sect’s Leader, he’d long since been decided upon, yet not announced as the selected person to become the next generations Sect Leader.
“Killing without spilling blood?” Duan Ling Tian and Su Li looked at each other before shaking their heads and laughing when they heard the discussions of some people.
They were similarly capable of killing without spilling blood.
Of course, if one wanted to achieve this, it required spending much more complicated effort than killing people as they would ordinarily, so it could be said to be an arduous, but fruitless task.
So they usually couldn’t be bothered to do that.
As far as they were concerned, that was only a fancy method of killing.
Presently, so long as it was someone who possessed formidable strength, practically all of them weren’t surprised by this ability of Feng Yu’s, because they were similarly capable of achieving it.
So long as one possessed sufficient strength and speed, killing another without spilling blood wasn’t a difficult thing.
“I wonder who this Feng Yu will challenge,” said Su Li.
“It should be Zi Shang.” Even though Feng Yu didn’t look towards any of the ninth level Void Initiation Stage young geniuses after appearing in the sky above the Cage Battle Arena, Duan Ling Tian still made his guess.
“Zi Shang? That person from the Darkhan Dynasty’s Imperial Family? I saw Long Yun staring fixedly at him as if Long Yun knew him…” Su Li’s face was filled with bewilderment. “Moreover, I keep having the feeling that this name is slightly familiar… It seems as if I’ve heard it somewhere.”
“Do you know about the five great young masters of the Azure Forest Imperial Kingdom?” Duan Ling Tian smiled as he asked.
“Of course.” Su Li nodded. “Long Yun is ranked at the end amongst the five great young masters… But with his current strength, he ought to be the strongest existence amongst the five great young masters.”
Including Long Yun, Su Li had met four of the five great young masters.
They were respectively Crazy Young Master who was ranked at the top, Flame Young Master who was ranked the second, and Sword Young Master who was ranked at the fourth.
Suddenly, Su Li’s eyes lit up as if he’d recalled something. “I remember now! Zither Young Master… Zither Young Master who’s ranked the third amongst the five great young masters of the Azure Forest Imperial Kingdom seems to be called Zi Shang.”
“Exactly, it’s him.” Duan Ling Tian nodded.
“I said earlier that Long Yun ought to be the strongest existence amongst the five great young masters now… But I never imagined that I’ve slapped my own face in the blink of an eye. I truly never expected that there’s actually someone amongst the five great young masters who acquired fortuitous encounters that surpassed Long Yun.” As he finished speaking, Su Li couldn’t help but sigh.
He’d heard of the Zither Young Master, Zi Shang, and according to rumor, Zither Young Master’s natural talent wasn’t much superior to Long Yun.
As far as Su Li was concerned, since Zi Shang was able to possess this cultivation at the ninth level of the Void Initiation Stage today, Zi Shang had surely obtained some fortuitous encounters.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for Zi Shang to advance so quickly.
In Su Li’s opinion, the fortuitous encounter he and Long Yun obtained were already considered to be extremely good, but when compared with Duan Ling Tian and Zi Shang, it seemed to be quite inferior.
“Feng Yu, who do you want to challenge?” In the sky above the Cage Battle Arena, the old man asked Feng Yu.
At the same time, Feng Yu slowly raised his head, and his gaze directly descended onto the first-class spectating area that belonged to the Imperial Family before flashing past the three young figures.
All these three young men were young geniuses at the ninth level of the Void Initiation Stage.
The young geniuses of the Imperial Family had occupied an entire half of the amount of ninth level Void Initiation Stage young geniuses in the Dynasty Martial Competition today, and the Imperial Family could be said to be in the limelight.
“Feng Yu wants to challenge the young geniuses recommended by the Imperial Family?” Instantly, many people cried out with low voices.
“Amongst the three young geniuses of the Imperial Family, the strength of Second Prince is something that anyone from the Darkhan Dynasty knows very well… So Feng Yu probably won’t challenge Second prince, whereas, the other two people are unfamiliar faces.”
“Both the other two people are wearing white clothes… One of the one clothed young men is that person that presided over the first phase of the martial competition yesterday! This person’s cultivation is surely not weak.”
“Of course! Otherwise, the Imperial Family wouldn’t make him preside over the Dynasty Martial Competition yesterday.”
Endless discussions sounded out in the surroundings of the Cage Battle Arena, and all of them were guessing who Feng Yu’s target would be.
In the end, the gazes of most people descended onto the white colored figure that was the most unfamiliar to them…
This person and the Second Prince, Bai He, sat at both sides of the drop dead gorgeous beauty.
“Hmph!” When he noticed the numerous gazes from the surroundings, Zi Shang’s expression sank slightly, as this feeling of being looked down upon caused him to feel displeased.
“I challenge him!” In the end, Feng Yu chose his target.
It was just like most of the people present had guessed, the target Feng Yu chose to challenge was Zi Shang.
“Zi Shang, you must try hard… If you’re defeated by an eighth level Void Initiation Stage martial artist, then not only are you losing face for yourself, you’re also losing face for Imperial Granduncle and our Darkhan Dynasty’s Imperial Family.” Bai He looked at Zi Shang and mocked via voice transmission.
Because Zi Yan who he’d always admired was sitting by his side, he didn’t dare directly speak these words and could only mock Zi Shang via voice transmission.
He liked Zi Yan, yet he disliked her older brother, Zi Shang, extremely.
Precisely speaking, he looked down upon Zi Shang from the bottom of his heart.
“Don’t worry Second Prince, I’ll absolutely not lose face for my Master and the Imperial Family.” Zi Shang took a deep breath and suppressed the rage in his heart when he heard Bai He’s voice transmission, and he refused to admit being inferior.
“Then I’ll wait and see.” Bai He nodded, and the corners of his mouth curled into a ridiculing smile.
“Big Brother, good luck!” Zi Yan’s beautiful face was slightly red as she cheered Zi Shang on.
Zi Shang nodded at Zi Yan with a tender expression before gesturing at his Master and the Emperor, and then he flew into the sky to arrive in the sky above the Cage Battle Arena to stand in confrontation with Feng Yu.
“Darkmoon Sect, Feng Yu.” Feng Yu’s eyes that were bright like stars stared fixedly at Zi Shang who stood in confrontation with him as he spoke slowly.
“Zi Shang.” Zi Shang spoke indifferently.
“You seem to be a member of the Imperial Family? Or perhaps it’s I who possess limited information and knowledge, yet I’ve never seen nor heard of you in the past.” Feng Yu said, “In the past, I only knew that the Imperial Family had a Second Prince, and he’s one of the three great young experts of our Darkhan Dynasty.”
“Even you said so, that was the past.” Zi Shang’s tone was flat, yet so long as it was an attentive person, they would be able to discern a trace of proud and overbearing arrogance within that flat tone.
“Looks like you’re extremely confident of your own strength! But, I’m not an eighth level Void Initiation Stage martial artist that’s as weak as the earlier Ye Lu…” As Feng Yu spoke, the Origin Energy on his body pulsated, and at the same time, a peerlessly sharp aura instantly stretched out within his Origin Energy.
Instantly, the Origin Energy on Feng Yu’s body flawlessly merged with his Sword Concept to transform into a sword shaped flame that enveloped his entire body within, causing him to seem as if he’d transformed into a sword.
In the sky above Feng Yu, 11 ancient horned dragon silhouettes had appeared first before another 9 ancient horned dragon silhouettes appeared subsequently.
“Ninth level Sword Concept!” Duan Ling Tian’s pupils couldn’t help but constrict when he saw this scene.
 TL Note: He isn’t a member of the Feng Clan. It’s a case of different words having the same Pinyin.