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Chapter One Hundred Ninety-Eight: Adding Some Color
As the Giant Bell rang out in the square, it signaled the start of the final Competition.
In the vast square, there were a total of one hundred Competitions, and the match between Sun Zhe and Tulin undoubtedly attracted a lot of attention. Tulin was the representative of the Great Yuan Sect, ranked Sixth Star Luo on the Star Ranking List, while Sun Zhe was a prominent figure among the Loose Cultivators, carrying the hopes of many. Even the high-ranking members of various Sects on the Central Viewing Platform were mostly focused on this match.
Ignoring the gazes around him, Tulin fixed his eyes directly on Sun Zhe. He was not familiar with Sun Zhe, but he had heard of his name, especially after watching the previous match between Sun Zhe and Yukong, which piqued his interest even more.
"Are you Sun Zhe?" Tulin stepped forward without hesitation, speaking in a rough voice to Sun Zhe.
"That's right."
Sun Zhe replied calmly, showing no change in expression. Although he was unwilling to fight against Tulin, he had no choice but to defeat him. No matter what, he had to secure a spot in the Nine Continents Mainland.
With this thought, determination grew stronger in Sun Zhe's eyes.
"Indeed impressive. No wonder you were able to seize a quarter of the Divine Blade from the three major Sects last time at Wanbingyuan. Heh, take a look at this Iron Spear in my hand; does it evoke any feelings?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tulin thrust his spear forward. The spear made of Fine Iron struck the ground of the Arena, producing a muffled sound as if it weighed a thousand pounds, causing the entire Arena to tremble slightly.
Sun Zhe's gaze suddenly sharpened. He had been observing Tulin, but he hadn't noticed the spear in his hand until now. At that moment, he realized that this spear was actually an imposing Divine Weapon. Feeling the aura emanating from it, a jolt ran through Sun Zhe's heart.
This… this black spear exuded an aura identical to that of his own North Star Blade.
The North Star Blade had been with Sun Zhe for many years and had long since formed a bond with him; he was extremely familiar with its aura and could not be mistaken. However, there was only one North Star Blade, and the only explanation was that this spear was also transformed from that quarter of the Divine Weapon. Since both were derived from the same source, their auras naturally matched.
"It seems you've noticed as well. Yes, this Eastern Lance is transformed from that quarter of the Divine Blade. Although its power is remarkable, it is ultimately just a quarter of the original and lacks true divinity; it cannot be considered a genuine Divine Weapon. If I'm not mistaken, that Long Sword in your hand should also be transformed from that quarter of the Divine Blade, right?"
As a core disciple of the Great Yuan Sect, Tulin was a talent that the sect was fully cultivating. It was not unreasonable to grant him an incomplete Divine Weapon as a weapon; after all, the quarter of the Divine Blade that the Great Yuan Sect had seized was given to him.
"What do you want?"
Sun Zhe's pupils slightly constricted as he asked calmly. He knew that Tulin wouldn't come to him without reason.
"Haha, you're indeed straightforward, so I'll be direct." Tulin laughed heartily, his gaze fixed intently on Sun Zhe's eyes as he slowly said, "Although any one of us can win the reward from the Thunder Temple, that is merely the reward from the Thunder Temple. Why don't we add some stakes on top of that reward?"
"You mean we bet our weapons against each other?" Sun Zhe immediately understood Tulin's intention.
"Exactly. Although our weapons are extraordinary, they ultimately lack a certain spirit. If we could add a quarter more, while it still wouldn't be a complete Divine Weapon, its power would definitely increase. I won't take advantage of you; in this competition, I'll only use the same cultivation level as you. Do you dare to fight?"
Dare to fight...
Tulin's voice was loud, echoing heavily in the square. Everyone looked at Tulin in surprise, not expecting him to make such a proposal. However, since he dared to make such a request, he must have full confidence; otherwise, how could someone with his intellect make such a decision?
At this moment, everyone's gaze was focused on Sun Zhe. A discerning person could easily see that Tulin's goal was not just to defeat Sun Zhe but also to obtain the Divine Weapon in Sun Zhe's hands. But what choice would Sun Zhe make? No one knew.
Coldly staring at Tulin across from him, Sun Zhe quickly realized Tulin's intentions with his intelligence. However, this was indeed a significant temptation. If he could obtain Tulin's Eastern Lance and fuse it with the North Star Blade, the power of the North Star Blade would likely double. At that point, even if he were to challenge someone at a higher level, Sun Zhe would have some confidence.
With a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, Sun Zhe was precisely worried about Tulin's cultivation level. Since Tulin believed he had full confidence in tempting Sun Zhe by lowering his cultivation level, how could Sun Zhe let him down?
"Since you've gone this far, I won't disappoint you either; I just hope you won't go back on your word!"
"Haha... How could I, Tulin, go back on my word? I will deliver; it's just that I'm afraid the one who loses will be you!" Upon hearing Sun Zhe agree, joy surged in Tulin's eyes. As long as he obtained the quarter from Sun Zhe's hands, he would possess half of the Divine Blade. At that time, his strength would likely increase significantly.
As soon as the words fell, both of them tightened their grip on their weapons, their cold gazes locked onto each other, and the entire Arena fell silent.
Since they were prepared to give it their all, Sun Zhe naturally would not hold back. Two brilliant Star Points within his Left Eye flickered to life, and a surge of Thunder Power immediately rushed into his body. He raised his Long Sword, and purple arcs of lightning shimmered along the blade, unleashing a violent aura that swept through the air.
Tulin showed no hesitation either. While Sun Zhe practiced the techniques left by Yin Yu Zhen Ren, Tulin cultivated the treasured scriptures of the Great Yuan Sect. Although he lacked the Thunder Body's ability to refine spiritual power like Sun Zhe, the purity of his internal spiritual energy was not inferior to Sun Zhe's at all. As he roared, purple halos appeared around his body.
In the blink of an eye, the entire Arena was enveloped in this purple lightning. In the void, their Spirit Domains clashed fiercely, causing continuous Explosive Sounds to echo throughout the Arena, with sparks flying everywhere.
With a powerful stomp of his right foot, a burst of purple light flashed out. Sun Zhe's figure instantly vanished from its original spot, and multiple purple shadows flickered into existence—each one identical to Sun Zhe. Nine identical Sun Zhes charged toward Tulin simultaneously; the Ninefold Shadow had been perfected by Sun Zhe to such an extent that ordinary people could not discern reality from illusion.
As he moved, the Long Sword in Sun Zhe's hand surged with an extremely fierce Sword Aura, slicing through the air with strange arcs as it struck toward Tulin. As the blade descended, it seemed to shake the very space around it; the purple lightning surged forward alongside it, fiercely sweeping toward Tulin.
If he did not strike, it would be one thing; but once he did, it was astonishing!
Seeing Sun Zhe's ferocious assault, everyone outside could not help but widen their eyes in excitement. Especially those Loose Cultivators without any sect affiliation cheered and shouted joyfully as if Sun Zhe represented them all.
"Haha... bring it on!"
As Sun Zhe attacked, Tulin showed no signs of fear; instead, excitement surged in his eyes. With a powerful shake of his body and a lift of his right hand, the Thunder Power within him surged into his spear. The black spear glowed with dazzling purple light, and even the words "Eastern Lance" on its shaft seemed to come alive, standing out prominently.
"Rain of Spears!"
With a loud shout, Tulin suddenly stepped forward. The spear in his hand shot forward like lightning, unleashing countless black spear lights in an instant—over a hundred strikes rained down toward Sun Zhe as if a massive black mouth sought to swallow him whole.
The fierce Sword Aura collided with the black spear lights, causing purple energy to explode like fireworks. Brilliant sparks erupted across the Arena.
"The spear is like lightning!"
Another roar echoed as Tulin charged forward once more, directly locking onto Sun Zhe ahead. The spear in his hand shot forth like a purple lightning bolt, a violent surge of energy coalescing together. The incoming Sword Aura shattered one after another. Takeda was right; Tulin's spear technique had indeed reached an extremely high level.
Sun Zhe's expression tightened. His right hand gripped tightly again, and his right arm swung downward in an instant, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind. The black Long Sword immediately met the spear's glow, while his left hand clawed fiercely at the void, summoning the Thunderclaw to strike at Tulin before him.
"Haha, not bad, not bad! Bring it on!"
Excitement surged in Tulin's eyes as he once again wielded the spear. Countless spear shadows pierced through the Thunderclaw; this Thunderclaw, comparable to a Divine Ability, collapsed under the barrage of spear shadows. The black spear collided violently with the Long Sword in Sun Zhe's hand.
"Boom..."
The crisp sound of metal clashing was overshadowed by an Explosive Sound. A wave of purple energy immediately spread outwards, causing the surrounding defensive barriers to tremble slightly under the impact of this formidable energy.
Although both were merely using the early Thunder Power of a Thunder Lord, the purity of their Thunder Power surpassed that of an ordinary Late Stage Thunder Lord Cultivator. Coupled with their mastery in Sword Technique and spear skills, each clash was on par with the energy collisions of two Pinnacle Thunder Lord Cultivators, reaching the level of a Thunder Lord.
Sun Zhe's body shook, his face paling slightly as he was forced to retreat. Tulin also staggered back a few steps.
With fierce determination flashing in their eyes, the two figures showed no signs of stopping and charged forward again!
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