Martial Supreme of the Universe

Chapter 112 - True Strength

Tu Bing's face suddenly turned green and white, as he yelled in indignation: "Who said this old man is afraid!"

"Then make a bet!"

With a wave of his hand, the sword image disappeared and the Violet Firmament Divine Sword returned to its scabbard as a stream of light.

At the same time, his other hand grasped onto a pile of shattered rocks below him, and a figure was brought up before tossing it to Tu Bing, "Here, this brat is lucky. Since he's not dead yet, quickly make a bet, then save him!"

Tu Bing took Gu Sandao and looked at his disciple, whose face was completely disfigured and had a weak Qi. He could lose his life at any time, so he quickly injected some Jindan primeval essence to keep alive.

"Old man, do you dare to bet? A simple sentence, be more straightforward and don't act like this old lady. This young master's time is very precious!"

Wang Hao raised his head, and urged Tu Bing to threaten him again: "If you don't bet, then I won't hold back, this guy has a special physique, if he threatens me in the future, if I win, I will definitely kill him, if not, I will cripple him."

"You! "Such a young age and such a vicious heart!"

Tu Bing shouted as he gnashed his teeth.

"Tsk, in terms of viciousness, how can I compare with a butcher like you!"

Wang Hao coldly snorted in disdain and continued to ridicule him, "I say, you can't really be a female, can you?

"Master, you can kill me, but you cannot humiliate me. I am confident, so I ask that you also be confident in me!"

Shen Jianfeng suddenly said. Hearing that, he was already enraged by Wang Hao and couldn't help but agree to the wager.

It was only because of the presence of Tu Bing's master that he wished for Tu Bing to agree.

Tu Bing looked at Shen Jianfeng's determined face, his expression uncertain.

Shen Jianfeng also had an incomparably strong confidence in himself.

"Feng'er is the most talented genius this old man has ever seen. Even in the entire Eastern Region, a innate sword body is hard to come by, as Feng'er's strength is enough to kill ordinary Innate Triple practitioners. As his master, does this old man not have confidence in him?"

"Although that Wang Hao is not weak, his speed is extremely fast, his physique is strong, and he can kill three times with a single punch, if Feng'er is willing, he can still kill three times with a single strike."

"No matter how powerful this kid is, he's still a thirteen year old kid. How would he know about the power of the innate sword body?"

"Right, this kid must have underestimated the power of the innate sword body, which is why he is so confident."

"Why should I be afraid of him!"

In that short moment, Tu Bing thought of countless things and thought that he could see through the difference in strength between the two of them. He pretended to sigh and said, "Forget it, this old man originally did not want to end things like that, but since you insist on cutting off your own path of retreat, then this old man will not be courteous, this old man will agree to this bet."

"Feng'er, show mercy later. Don't hurt your future junior brother!"

"Yes!" Master! "

Shen Jianfeng's face revealed a rare smile.

"Aiya, what the hell! It seems like you people from the Dragon Slaying Sect all like to daydream!"

Wang Hao cried out happily.

Ling Yunxiao, on the other hand, had a sullen face as he looked at the changing Tu Bing, his heart a little uneasy.

After all, he was not Wang Hao himself, so he was not clear about Wang Hao's true strength, but he knew how powerful the innate sword body was, just like how Shen Jianfeng defeated Xiao Xuan with one strike. Ling Yunxiao understood, that was not Shen Jianfeng's full strength.

"Who's daydreaming? It's too early to say anything. Come on, everyone's time is precious, so let's not waste time on nonsense!"

Shen Jianfeng pointed to Wang Hao and asked for a fight.

"Alright, I'm also curious. How many times can you use that sword move just now? Would you be even stronger?"

Wang Hao rubbed his nose, laughed indifferently, and then indicated for Shen Jianfeng to take out his sword first.

"I won't let you down. Watch this move!"

Shen Jianfeng bellowed, he raised his right hand and slashed out.

Swoosh!

The Sword Qi erupted out, like a streak of moonlight, it reflected the light of the sun as it slashed towards Wang Hao.

"Hey!"

Wang Hao grinned, with a flip of his hand, the Profound Ice Sword appeared in his hand. He also slashed out with his sword, releasing a burst of Sword Qi that welcomed the attack.

BOOM!

Unexpectedly, the two powerful sword Qis met and were both destroyed.

"So, you're also a sword cultivator!"

Shen Jianfeng muttered in astonishment.

"However, you are only at the Qi Cultivating Stage 12, and in terms of true qi, I am at least thirty percent better than you.

"I only used 70% of my power for that sword strike!"

"What!"

When the outer sect disciples and deacons heard this, they were shocked once again.

Some were shocked that Shen Jianfeng had only used seventy percent of his strength, and the power of that sword strike just now was not weaker than the sword attack that had defeated Xiao Xuan, but the other party had actually still been holding back.

He did not expect that Wang Hao's Qi Cultivating Stage 12 was already this high, nor did he expect that Wang Hao, who was using her Qi Cultivating Stage 12, would be able to easily defend against Shen Jianfeng's sword attack.

However, Shen Jianfeng's words made everyone worried, afraid that Wang Hao would lose.

Facing Shen Jianfeng's confident words, Wang Hao merely shrugged his shoulders and chuckled: "The one talking so much nonsense is you, continue, your subordinate will see the truth!"

Wang Hao sneered in his heart: You already used seventy percent of your strength? I thought you only had half of your strength. Looks like I overestimated you. If I knew earlier, I wouldn't have used the sword.

Wang Hao had only used 50% of his power, and with Wang Hao's sword strike earlier, he did not use any martial skills.

If he were to use martial skills, with Wang Hao's sword arts and attainments, he would at least have a thirty percent advantage.

Wang Hao's rate of condensing Zhen Qi was 100%, while Shen Jianfeng's rate of condensing Zhen Qi was at 80%, which was another 20% advantage.

Originally, with Shen Jianfeng's seventy percent of strength, it was impossible for him to be so strong, and it should be far inferior to Wang Hao's previous attack. However, with the increase in his innate sword body, it was enough to make up for the gap between the two's martial skills.

However, even then, as long as Wang Hao used 80% of his strength, he would be able to easily defeat Shen Jianfeng who had gone all out.

If there were no other accidents!

This was the source of Wang Hao's confidence.

It was so much so that Wang Hao had already given up on his own speed advantage, otherwise, even Wang Hao himself would think that he could defeat his opponent in an instant.

Since Wang Hao wanted to subdue his opponent, then he would naturally have to defeat his opponent fair and square, and defeat his opponent in the domain that his opponent was the most adept at. Only then would he be able to completely subdue his opponent, and happily switch to Crouching Dragon Villa.

"Humph, after this, I'll let you see my true strength!"

Shen Jianfeng coldly snorted, he immediately rushed forward, the Divine Weapon in his hand quickly thrusted out, continuously producing countless sword images, each one of the sword qi's might was stronger than the previous one by three points.

A sharp Qi swept over, but before the sword qi had arrived, the sharp edge had already arrived.

However, Wang Hao's figure did not move at all, the Profound Ice Sword in his hand drew circles around his body, causing cold air to spread out, and those people around the stage instantly felt a dense chill spreading out.