Dragon Sovereign

0At this moment, a hint of surprise appeared on everyone's faces. Zhang Fan had calmed down so quickly in his panic and was quite outstanding.    

    

Within that space, Zhang Fan's mind became extremely focused. As a bright light flashed, his soul force immediately divided into different levels. The imprint that was faintly discernible on his forehead also started to become extremely clear at this moment.    

    

Some people definitely noticed it, but their eyes were filled with doubt. What kind of imprint was this? But what caused them to be even more shocked was Zhang Fan's surging spiritual energy, which gave people a feeling of vastness.    

    

Zhang Fan could feel the other party's cold killing intent from within that scene. At this moment, his eyes also flickered.    

    

He didn't know why, but after being wrapped up like this, his heart became extremely excited.    

    

A figure floated past, almost instantly arriving beside one of his chess pieces. At this moment, Zhang Fan's eyes flashed with a bright light, and he sent his thoughts over.    

    

This time, his killing move was extremely strange, as if his entire person was riding a galloping killing intent.    

    

Good arrival    

    

As he smiled faintly, Zhang Fan's eyes instantly focused. Under the boundless killing intent, his eyes became extremely bright and resplendent. As his soul power surged, he controlled the figure to face him without the slightest hint of fear.    

    

In the game of Go, the more he feared, the more he would face. On the other hand, if the opponent was strong, then he was stronger.    

    

When the two came into contact, the cold killing intent caused him to feel a bit of chilliness.    

    

At this moment, the sword intent began to surge. The figure controlled by the sword brandished the weapon in his hand and went up to meet the attack head on.    

    

Bang! A terrifying soul power floated out, and the two instantly separated. However, in less than a second, they once again clashed.    

    

Elder Huang had actually miscalculated a step. Zhang Fan did not immediately use the so-called Soul Devouring Secret Art. Instead, he relied on another special object. This item was called 'Sword Intent'.    

    

Under the sword intent, there was no trace …    

    

A stalemate, that was an absolute stalemate. And what was the other meaning of this stalemate? It was precisely Zhang Fan's mentality.    

    

Time continued to pass by. From the outside, it seemed like Zhang Fan's soul power had started to surge, making it impossible for him to see anything else.    

    

Mu Rongchun's eyes were filled with a strange light. He had never expected that Zhang Fan would be able to hold out for such a long time.    

    

A surge of conviction wouldn't be shattered so easily. Zhang Fan's faith had already been fully assimilated into his body. It wouldn't be an easy feat for the other party to take it down.    

    

There might be a huge difference in levels between the two, but that was only in terms of levels.    

    

He had once challenged a Martial Grand Master at the Martial Master level and a Martial General level. When he was a Martial General, he would be a Martial King.    

    

And this confusion was just soul power. Soul power was very powerful, but the other side carried a bit of mystery. Sometimes it was vast, sometimes it was normal. It was also because of this mysterious power that no one could fathom it.    

    

In addition, under the attack of a killing move, you would be facing the situation of being in your own body, the pain of being killed, and the spasms. However, at that time, you would feel a slight bit of uncertainty in your heart, and then, you would be defeated. After all, as a high-ranking officer in the game, you would not be able to handle this.    

    

Zhang Fan naturally had no fear in terms of soul power. The opponent was strong, he was strong, and the opponent was weak, but he was still strong. In terms of soul power, both sides seemed to be balanced.    

    

He was an assassin in his previous life, so he was very sensitive towards killing intent. Under such intense killing intent, he would not be destroyed. On the contrary, such sensitivity would arouse his competitive spirit.    

    

The first level of sword intent was not enough! The second level was still not enough! The third level was still not enough! And the fourth level …    

    

An illusory sword image floated within his soul, and he could also feel an extremely suffocating killing intent and sharpness from the figure he controlled, directly sweeping out.    

    

War As My Heart Wars As I Wish    

    

A bright light flashed as an even more crazy thought appeared in his mind. The weapon in the figure's hand also contained an extremely cold feeling.    

    

"Buzz!" As his powerful soul operated perfectly, Zhang Fan killed it. His mind went blank for a moment, and a very comfortable feeling was released from his soul once again.    

    

At this moment, the spectators were all extremely astonished. Zhang Fan's soul power seemed to have become even denser than before. Furthermore, they could clearly feel his ice-cold killing intent.    

    

Mu Rongchun's eyes flashed. Perhaps this youth really could be one.    

    

Half an hour later, it had already been two hours. The chess pieces on both sides had not gone down much. How long could that young man last for?    

    

Zhang Fan was not bad, but his opponent was also very good. Under his absolute suppression, the difference in level of chess pieces was similar to his opponent's. In just two hours, the two sides had basically reached a balance; Zhang Fan had even once abandoned a chess piece and directly killed one of his opponent's chess pieces.    

    

For example, if you wanted to kill a chess piece of someone else's, then you could make a different arrangement. But if you failed to do so, then you would be killed by them! In this situation where there was no other way out, you could only make a new arrangement.    

    

Hongda's confusion was also very attractive. You were like the general in the military. If you didn't have absolute confidence, you would have to graze the edges of the ball.    

    

Of course, at this moment, while everyone was still secretly amazed and deep in thought, Zhang Fan was controlling a person and was currently engaged in a fierce battle with the opponent.    

    

The opposing side's main bodyguard should be considered an extremely strong killing machine. According to the ranking of Chinese chess, it would be a car with the strength of the car. Among them, it would be considered an extremely strong chess piece and also the most important chess piece.    

    

Zhang Fan's chess piece was considered a horse according to the rules of Chinese chess. When he was controlling the horse, he felt his blood boiling, which definitely gave him a feeling of being able to replace the others.    

    

Between the two, who was stronger and who was weaker …    

    

Of course, he had intentionally barged in. He was also gambling, and if he were to eat a chess piece from the opponent, it might be easier for him in the future, but gambling on the battlefield was extremely common. Sometimes, gambling was based on luck, sometimes on strength, and what he relied on was the latter.    

    

Of course, he also knew very well that after killing his opponent, the chess piece he controlled would be eaten, but that was enough.    

    

He had his own advantages and disadvantages, and even though it was an important chess piece for him, it was extremely tempting …    

    

Also, perhaps the other people didn't move, but at this moment, he also felt the enormous pressure coming from the surroundings.    

    

The pressure made them feel suffocated, but they were still unable to suppress the boiling sensation.    

    

"Bang!" Every movement of the soul would represent the surging of both sides' soulforce.    

    

The battlefield of life and death truly felt like a battlefield of life and death. Death meant death, without any room for manoeuvre, and losing a chess piece might be the suppression of an army.    

    

He could clearly feel that if he failed once, then the other side's aura would get stronger and stronger, causing him to feel more and more pressured. At this moment, the pressure he felt in the opponent's situation was a very good display of strength.    

    

The illusionary sword images floated. Under the galloping horses and the frightening attacks from the opponent, he became more and more ferocious, and the fluctuations of his soul power continued to rise. If it wasn't for the suppression from the opponent, he knew that it would be even stronger.    

    

bang bang bang *    

    

Every time his soul vibrated, it would leave his mind a little blank. Right now, there was no need to be cautious. It was an attack. There was no pause. It was still an attack.    

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If you have any gaps, then you will meet death, which is the result of more than two hours of experience in this game.    

    

In truth, it was only two hours, but he did not feel the passage of time at all. In short, he felt that a very long time had passed, and if he were to look at the time, he would feel as if two or three days had already passed.    

    

It was indeed a very strange trap, but he had observed it from the outside for a long time. He knew that it would not take that long. In fact, it would take at most two hours to change the situation.    

    

At this moment, there was a brief stalemate. In this stalemate, Zhang Fan felt his soul begin to sharpen.    

    

This was a good thing. Of course, he had discovered this long ago. Whether he won or lost, the state of his soul and will would determine the evolution of his soul power.    

    

He was afraid, the other party's killing intent was an all-pervasive invasion. On the other hand, it was a form of tempering, a cleansing of soul force.    

    

Every impact seemed to have become purer.    

    

And every time this happened, Zhang Fan would appear to be extremely calm, neither impatient nor impatient. He had truly thought about using the Soul Devouring Secret Art to directly devour his opponent, wouldn't that be even more carefree?    

    

However, after he understood, he dispelled the thought. It was indeed a carefree situation, but this confusion had become meaningless. That kind of training might also disappear …    

    

Therefore, he still chose to use what he deserved instead of that heaven defying cultivation technique. That cultivation technique was only to assist and not to rely on.    

    

Growth through pressure was the most stable form of growth. This was true for levels as well as for souls.