Dragon Sovereign

The man instantly shouted in a low voice, and as energy flowed through his body, his body flew towards Zhang Fan. In less than three seconds, he arrived in front of Zhang Fan, and his violent aura rippled in all directions.    

Shouts of surprise rang out from the surroundings. The strength of the squadron was indeed worthy of its reputation. With this move, it would be hard for anyone to defend against them.    

Zhang Fan's body instantly dodged to the side. The saber shadows carried a sharp aura with them as they smashed down upon him. However, his body just happened to dodge away from the attack in an instant.    

"Bang!" The man's blade directly hit the ground and a ravine instantly appeared.    

"What a powerful attack!"    

Hearing the hubbub from all around, Zhang Fan coldly laughed and began to walk in a mysterious manner. No one noticed Zhang Fan's movements; the sword had already fallen into his hands. Perhaps all they heard was the sound of a sword being unsheathed.    

"Such fast speed!"    

At this moment, everyone was certain that the youth on the arena wasn't simple.    

When Zhang Fan's body charged towards the man, his speed wasn't any slower than the man's. Moreover, when he was at a distance from the man, three illusionary shadows appeared, which was also the ultimate effect of the Tracing Steps. Of course, this was only in terms of Zhang Fan's current strength; if an even more powerful expert were to use the Tracing Steps, perhaps even six illusionary shadows would appear.    

Concealment Steps also had another advantage. Swiftly and simultaneously, the three directions could be changed at the same time, making it impossible for the opponent to figure out where the direction of your attack was.    

The man was obviously stunned for a moment. He swung the longsword in his hand and shouted, "Gale Chop!"    

[Gale Chop], a middle Huang grade cultivation technique. It was similar to many cultivation techniques and could instantly burst forth with terrifying energy. However, this Gale Chop could only be used on sabers.    

As the man's voice fell, an ear-piercing voice abruptly sounded, causing many of the surrounding spectators to cover their ears.    

"Bang!" The two afterimages disappeared and Zhang Fan's figure soared into the sky. The Purple Clouds Divine Art's sixth layer began to rage. The man was a Martial Grand Master who was much stronger than him, so he had to put out 100% of his focus.    

"Shattered Sword!" A terrifying sword ray appeared, bringing with it an illusory image as it went from top to bottom to meet the incoming attack.    

"Bang!" The ear-piercing sound once again interweaved with each other. The terrifying energy rippled layer after layer, and Zhang Fan also quickly retreated. A hint of surprise appeared on his face.    

A cold sneer appeared on the man's face as he looked at Zhang Fan with disdain, "Brat, if it weren't for you taking advantage of the situation that day, you would have been able to win against me."    

Zhang Fan was indifferent to the man's words. He sized him up and said, "You really talk a lot of nonsense. If we were in a real life or death battle, do you think you'd be able to stand here and fight without any luck?"    

As the indifferent voice faded away, Zhang Fan also walked up to welcome the young man. His eyes were filled with disdain as he stared at the young man. Zhang Fan's right hand slapped the hilt of his sword, sending his perception outwards in an instant.    

A humming sound could be heard as the sword sliced through the air. Under Zhang Fan's control, a strong killing intent burst forth as it stabbed towards the man.    

At this time, everyone saw a strange scene. That sword seemed to have eyes, as it changed its direction and pierced towards the man. Every time it was struck, it would make a beautiful arc and charge forward again.    

"What kind of cultivation technique is this?"    

Everyone stared with widened eyes, feeling shocked on the inside. However, some people were suspicious. Zhang Fan was a Soul Overseer, otherwise, how could he control it from a distance?    

Fatty and the others chuckled. Last time, this was the reason why the vice captain of the Cross Squad suffered such a loss.    

"Young Master Feng is so powerful!" Zi Ling couldn't help but shout out in excitement. She waved her little fist with an excited expression.    

Ye Xuan's performance was almost the same as Zi Ling, she almost yelled out in excitement.    

"Exploding Slash!"    

The man grew more and more serious. Suddenly, he let out a low growl and aimed at a certain point in time. The long blade in his hand hummed as he charged forward with a sense of madness.    

"Bang!"    

Following a deep and low sound, the long sword flew towards Zhang Fan.    

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows. When the longsword was only an inch away from him, it hovered in the air.    

He held the sword in his right hand, and the long robe on his body began to move automatically without a hitch. A chilling killing intent mixed with a sharp aura spread out in all directions.    

"Once the sword intent appeared, no one would be able to defeat it!"    

The longsword hummed with excitement. With a flip of his right hand, his body charged forward without any gaudy movements. However, the man's pupils contracted. At this moment, he actually felt a hint of threat coming from Zhang Fan.    

He took a deep breath and his eyes glowed with a cold light. Then, he sneered and said, "Today, I'll let you experience what is called a Xuan level cultivation technique!"    

The moment the man's voice sounded, the surrounding people cried out in alarm.    

"Shura Knife!" Seeing Zhang Fan charge towards him, the man's mouth slightly curled up as he coldly snorted.    

The blade of the blade was a low grade Profound Rank skill. It was divided into three types: horsetail whisk, flash shadow, and thunder.    

The speed of each of the three moves would increase. The final move, Extermination, would allow him to unleash the most powerful attack, and it was also the most terrifying attack that he was familiar with.    

At this time, the characteristics of the Martial Spirit superimposed onto it. The man's body instantly carried a violent and sharp aura.    

"Fly-whisk!"    

A dazzling blade-shadows instantly swept out, creating a storm of blade-shadows. It instantly enveloped the direction where Zhang Fan's attack was coming from.    

"Glimpse of shadow!"    

With his speed doubled, he could only see afterimages in the man's blade.    

"Rushing Thunder!"    

A low shout rang out again. After the three consecutive attacks, the man had expended quite a bit of his Martial power. He was slightly gasping for air, but a sinister expression emerged on his face.    

These three moves contained layers upon layers of killing moves, and this was the first time he had ever seen a Xuan class cultivation technique, and it was indeed powerful. At this moment, Zhang Fan felt a huge pressure, and although this pressure was a lot smaller than the one that Zhang Mo had given him, it was not much weaker.    

Astonished, Zhang Fan did not stay idle. Frantic sword intent surged out, and in that instant when the sword was connected to the spirit, Zhang Fan was like a sword that had been unsealed. No one dared to look at him directly.    

The Core Formation stage shook rapidly as the Heaven and Earth powers surged toward Zhang Fan.    

"Dance Kill!"    

At this time, Zhang Fan simply said two words. As the two words sounded out, Zhang Fan instantly drew out half of the Purple Clouds technique from his body, causing Zhang Fan's body to tremble slightly.    

However, in that instant, the word 'sword intent' surged out and became even more violent as it contained a sudden change in momentum.    

The long sword danced in the air, as Zhang Fan lightly slashed out, the entire space seemed to have been sliced open as a blinding light flashed. At this moment, the spectators involuntarily closed their eyes, as a frenzied killing intent permeated the air, causing everyone's bodies to tremble.    

When the killing intent in the air thinned, everyone opened their eyes, only to see that the killing intent released by the man had all vanished. Zhang Fan held his sword in one hand as he coldly stared at his opponent.    

His sword technique combined with the power of the heavens and earth, which was akin to a Core Formation Stage. With the three layers superimposed on each other, it actually reached the Xuan Core Stage, but he knew that it was still weaker than his opponent's.    

The man's expression was one of shock, but soon after, he reacted and mobilized his martial power once more.    

"Slayer of the Saber!"    

One of the soul skills the man had comprehended, the instant he let out a low shout, his body charged forward again. The saber in his hand instantly lengthened as an ear-piercing whistling sound once again rang out.    

"Die!"    

He believed that after the opponent used this kind of attack, the Martial Spirit in his body would be reduced, and he would not be able to block this move. At this moment, he seemed to have witnessed his victory right in front of him, and his heart trembled slightly.    

Everyone's face revealed a hint of worry. However, Zhang Fan being able to do something like this had truly shocked them.    

The faces of Fatty and the others were filled with nervousness. Although they were unwilling to admit it, the vice captain of the squadron was still a formidable existence.    

At this moment, Zhang Fan's eyes were burning with passion. He would never be so easily defeated. This was true for his previous life, but it was even more so for this life. The gentleman's sword would always be stronger!    

Instantly, Zhang Fan's sword intent surged once again. He was not afraid of the man's attacks at all. With a cold snort, he faced the onslaught head-on, not fearing in the slightest.    

Bang! When the crazy sword intent collided with the opponent's soul skill, Zhang Fan let out a groan as he was sent flying. However, he still landed on the ground. Although he appeared to be in a sorry state, Zhang Fan was still able to block it all.    

"I'd like to see how long you can last!"    

Seeing Zhang Fan like this, the man was also angered. The other party was an unbeatable cockroach! With so many people watching, he was actually helpless against a newbie. This was definitely a slap to his face.    

"Chaotic Chop!"    

The man sneered once again. The blade in his hand danced in the air, and he seemed exceptionally crazy.    

However, the long blade in his hand suddenly erupted with countless blade-shadows that were exceptionally fierce. The long blade looked like a chaotic city that was about to fall into chaos.    

Chaotic Strike was also a soul skill comprehended by a man, moreover it was one of the stronger soul skills he had comprehended. He didn't want to drag this on any longer, he only wanted his opponent to lose, quickly lose, because if this were to drag on, he would be the one to lose face, not Zhang Fan. After all, the two of them stood at different levels.    

"Miss!" Zi Ling tightly held onto Ye Xuan's clothes with a worried expression.    

However, she had witnessed so many battles in the Martial Arts Hall, and had seen such a scene more than ten times. Although Zhang Fan had been able to turn the tide every time, she was still exceptionally worried; however, when Zhang Fan won, her heart was filled with joy.