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Chapter 496 - Onyx Soul Tong Ge
Translated by: Berrrybunz
Edited by: TN and DeAndreR
In the past, among the geniuses in the Honourable Martial Group, Ye Zhao Ge was definitely not the most dazzling individual, however he was the earliest to be bestowed as a Saint amongst them all. Also he was the first martial artist to suppress Tang Tian, Qiu Shan was killed by Tang Tian, Zhang Ming He fell in Three Spirit City, from these, being hailed as "Honorable Grindstone" was very apt for Tang Tian.
After being bestowed as Saint, Ye Zhao Ge's temperament changed, his reservedness was like a crazy wild beast, although his temperament was as cold as before, but it was not to the point that people would find it difficult to get close to him. In many people's eyes, this behavior was due to Ye Zhao Ge maturing.
Excited because of Ye Zhao Ge, the other people all headed to the front lines, joining the battle with Leo Constellation, to polish their own power.
Ye Zhao Ge was not complacent, he knew there was another stronger genius than him, the one who had trained out a Sword Spirit, Jing Hao!
Jing Hao had a Sword Spirit, causing a huge wave to ripple in the top levels of Honourable Martial Group. Sword Saints were not mainstream in Honourable Martial Group, within Honourable Martial Group, the top grade spirit techniques, were not for sword saints. In the history of Honorable Martial Group, this was the first time a Sword Spirit had appeared, what made them feel even more awkward, was that it came from a traitor.
Although Clan Elder An kept trying to use his own power, trying to bring Jing Hao back into Honourable Martial Group, the majority of the other Clan elders kept their silence.
Honourable Martial Group's tradition was the ray and light related spirit technique, Honourable Martial Group's top spirit technique, the core essence was light! From the early start out of Honorable Martial Group, a genius in the techniques domain would appear in every generation, generation after generation of perseverance, formed a complete light related set of spirit techniques.
Hence in the internal department of the Honourable Martial Group, martial artists that trained in the light related sets of spirit techniques were viewed as the orthodox and traditional way.
Although Sword Spirits were rare, it was still unable to move the other Honorable Martial Clan Elders. Honourable Martial Group had existed for so many years, and had seen countless disciples who had not enjoyed success in the group and left, and flourished by themselves. This was not strange, but Jing Hao's behavior was viewed as disgraceful and unloyal to majority of the Honourable Martial Clan elders.
In the history of the disciples who left the Honourable Martial Group, although they would hold reign over their own area, their relationship with the Honourable Martial Group would always be well maintained. Honourable Martial Group viewed this action as spreading out and extending the branches. However Jing Hao was different, because Jing Hao had joined the enemy of Honourable Martial Group.
In comparison, Ye Zhao Ge was more well liked by the elders in Honourable Martial Group. Although a Sword Spirit was strong, in the eyes of the elders of the Group, it was rather limited. Compared to Honourable Martial Group's frightening intelligence and accumulated experience, how could a mere Sword Spirit compare to them?
Ye Zhao Ge kept his thoughts, Jing Hao was the opponent he was yearning for.
The man in front of him was a stranger, and did not look like he was very imposing, and even trained in the ancient and extinct Form Spirit, Ye Zhao Ge did not seem interested. If not for Old Yu's order, he would not even be bothered to lay his eyes on such trash.
Moreover, this fellow seemed a bit dazed.
Ye Zhao Ge puckered up his brows, the amateur performance, made his heart feel even more contempt.
"This fellow can't be frightened silly right." the young man who spoke was barefooted with long hair, his pupils were bright and black, giving off a vibe of a transvestite, he sighed: "I want to see Ye Zhao Ge's power, i hope the other fellow isn't too weak."
The middle aged man beside him had a slim figure with deep set eye sockets, his expression dark: "Ye Zhao Ge is your main opponent."
"What about Leo Constellation? Why aren't they here? if not we can still challenge them." the young man laughed.
"The spirit law kept in the treasure deposit is not very high leveled, and is more alluring to bronze saints. This time, I think Rong Bo is promoting it for Ye Zhao Ge." The middle aged man spoke in a moderate pace, but had a sinister hint to his speech.
"Why don't we go and snatch it?" The young man raised his eyebrows: "given master's power, it's enough to sweep this entire place."
"Rong Bo can also sweep this place apart." the middle aged man glanced at the young man: "When no one takes action, that is a mutual understanding. Whoever breaks this mutual understanding will lead to an all out war, and no one dares to open this box. Honorable Martial Group dares to fight Leo Constellation, but definitely does not dare incite an all out war. Leo Constellation dares to fight Honourable Martial Group but also does not dare to incite an all out war, we at Onyx Soul, will not dare to either. Hence, Cang Yang Yu is very smart."
"Actually I feel that an all out war is quite good." the young man said disapprovingly: "We at Onyx Soul are already in the war, not showcasing our abilities, it is really disappointing."
The middle aged man glanced at the young man coldly: "Tong Ge, war is cruel."
"But, Master." Tong Ge's smile vanished, he said: "Without being baptised in the experience of warfare, our martial artists' growth will forever be slower than them. When the time comes, can we still catch up to them?"
The Middle aged man stared blankly.
"They grew up in blood and fire, we however are watching by the sidelines." Tong Ge said: "They are becoming vultures, but we are still domestic fowls, and we are still waiting for two vultures to fight each other to the point that both get injured, before we can go in and take in the rewards. However, Master, even for two injured vultures, can us domestic fowls still have a chance of beating them?"
The middle aged man was speechless.
In the area, Tang Tian was fighting with a celestial being, wrong, it was a human fighting a spirit, Tang Tian and Little Fool could connect through the heart, and did not need to speak.
"Little Fool, prepare to dodge!" Tang Tian said wilfully.
"I can't escape even if I blink." Little Fool whined, interrupting Tang Tian's imagination, he rolled his eyes in his heart, apparently this fellow appeared big, slow and stupid, but in actual fact he was a black-hearted and cruel fellow.
The key point was, it was completely embarrassing.......
Under the eyes of the audience, it was as though they were trying to escape, such a despicable behavior, you are a constellation master, don't you feel embarrassed? Really, don't you feel embarrassed?
The proud Little Fool, how could he bare the humiliating situation!
Tang Tian's heart of deceit didn't die off: "You really cannot escape?"
"There are so many saints. Again, do you feel that Honourable Martial Group will not have a way to fight against Blink?" Little Fool said coldly, the cold and childish voice felt like he was about to break down, why do I sound like a little baby acting in anger? However to prevent the fool from doing something embarrassing in front of so many people, Little Fool insisted: "Under the eyes of everyone, if you can withstand 20 strikes, these things are yours, Honourable Martial Group will definitely not go back on their words. Or, you don't even have confidence of withstanding 20 strikes from Ye Zhao Ge?"
"Nonsense!" Tang Tian raged: "Don't speak of 20 strikes, there's no problem even with 200 strikes!"
Obviously, against the fool, he only needed the easiest method of provocation......
Little Fool rolled his eyes in his heart, his mouth continued to add fuel to the fire: "You were beaten like a dog by him previously, there's a darkness in your heart, I can understand."
Tang Tian suddenly had a new hatred in his heart, he said cruelly: "Just with these two rubbish, we are indeed being too nice to him, I want to beat him till he looks like a dog!"
Obviously, the provocation matched with awakening the hatred had caused the fool to explode!
Little Fool shut his mouth sensibly, his heart thought quietly, if only the enemies in the world were as easy to defeat as this fool, how good would it be......
He suddenly forgot the experience of being in a difficult position.
Ye Zhao Ge did not attack when the opponent was distracted, he was one with status and was arrogant at heart, so he could not do such things. And if he represented Old Yu well today, Old Yu would gain some face, if he performed badly, Old Yu will be embarrassed.
The key was, he did not put his opponent seriously in his eyes, the opponent was an amateur and was performing clumsily, making him disapprove even more.
"Hey, Surnamed Ye, I want to beat you till you look like a dog!"
Suddenly the opponent screamed, shocking Ye Zhao ge, the opponent had suddenly become so ferocious, staring at him with red eyes. Ye Zhao Ge had an indescribable feeling, the provoking method? So weird......
Just at that moment, the opponent suddenly took a step out, when his footsteps came into contact, the ground trembled slightly, the dust surrounding of his sole scattering around.
Ye Zhao Ge's pupils shrunk, that leg strength...... was incredibly strong!
Swoosh!
The figure in front of him suddenly became blurry, the surrounding of the blurry figure, suddenly erupted with a cloud of mist, breaking the speed of sound barrier!
At almost the same time, that unfamiliar face charged in front of Ye Zhao Ge.
So fast!
Ye Zhao Ge's heart turned cold, his face did not change at all, a sword appeared in his hand, slowly raising it up.
Dang!
The fist hit the sword, giving rise to a dull sound of impact, the surge of energy swept past Ye Zhao Ge's face, his expression was calm all the way, his body slid a few steps as though it was on ice.
Although Ye Zhao Ge had expected the strength of the opponent, but he did not expect that the opponent's strength was strong to such an extent.
Someone from Onyx Soul?
The opponent's speed was unusually quick, the frequency of his strides was so fast it was simply unimaginable. His method was simple and straightforward, without any fancy moves, although it had more fundamental martial techniques, but his strength was supplemented and strong, full of wounding lethality.
Ye Zhao Ge was a little excited, he had not met such a strong opponent for a long time. His blood meridians were very special, and after going through the saint bestowal, his blood meridians also underwent some changes.
When comparing strength, he was not afraid of anyone.
The sword in Ye Zhao Ge's hand, in an extremely small width, fluctuated at very high speeds, a sword technique without any fanciful manoeuvres, but every sword was filled with energy!
Dang Dang Dang!
The sound of impact grew louder extensively, Ye Zhao Ge brandished out a screen of swords, under Tang Tian's barrage of attacks, it remained majestic and did not falter.
No one had thought that when two saints battled each other, they were actually comparing strength. However they could not help but admit, these type of simple and plain attacks were brimming with wound lethality.
Everyone was not surprised at Ye Zhao Ge's performance, but that ugly fellow's strength cannot be underestimated.
Just at this time, Old Yu was already frowning, he said flatly: "Zhao Ge, stop playing, quickly finish the battle."
Ye Zhao Ge suddenly awoke, unconsciously, both parties had already parried 15 moves, a battle of purely using strength was indeed addictive. Could it be that this was the opponent's strategy?
If it was like that, the opponent's research on him was unexpectedly deep.
Ye Zhao Ge stayed at a distance, he squinted his eyes again, the remaining five strikes were enough.
In a saints battle, the spirit techniques were the true show.
His body started to shine with a gentle bright white light aura, the white light was like flowing water, flowing along his body, curling around the sword in his hands.
The white light grew even brighter and a wave of tyrannical aura, spread across the whole ground.
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