Hyperdimensional Universe: I have Three Thousand Ultimate Talents - Chapter 181

Chapter 181: Chapter 120: Master of the Soul, A Glance of

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Translator: 549690339

Even Jiang Ming agreed.

Peer Tianjiao had a fierce battle, not fearing life and death. There was really no better opportunity for honing oneself.

To know the strength of others and to recognize one’s own shortcomings.

The host appeared.

After the opening speech, he explained the rules once again.

It’s still a round-robin tournament.

But on the first day, everyone only has one battle.

There are a total of ten battles.

In the following days, there will be ten battles each day, one at a time, and each battle can last up to two hours.

The first battle is between the first place in the Heavenly Ladder and the tenth place in the semi-finals; in short, it’s a battle between the first and the twentieth.

The second battle, the second place and the nineteenth place.

And so on.

“Please welcome Jian Ming Jiang from Tianzhong Province!”

“Please welcome Yan Jiu Yan from Sichuan Province!”

As the host’s voice fell, both Jiang Ming and the others were teleported to the Battle Platform.

At this moment, the whole world’s attention was focused on the two of them.

“Brother Yan!” Jiang Ming took the initiative to greet first.

“Brother Jiang!” Yan Jiu, tall and thin, with a pale face and thin lips, handsome with a sharp edge, responded with a fist. “I have been wanting to fight you for a long time, and today I finally get my wish. Please don’t hold back, let me see the true style of the top of the Heaven’s Ladder.”

“Please go all out as well, Brother Yan!” Jiang Ming said, casually swiping his hand, and a Virtual Screen appeared in front of him, where he could choose his weapons from.

After a little thought, he chose an eight-sided heavy sword.

It weighed eight hundred jin.

He casually played with the sword flower, at ease but made Yan Jiu’s pupils shrink.

He also chose a sword, a long sword with green light flowing through it.

“Brother Jiang, I’m making my move!” Yan Jiu, with the demeanor of a gentleman, reminded him before moving swiftly towards Jiang Ming.

The sword was like a ray of light, targeting his throat directly.

Around it, sword Qi gathered. Bizarrely, the sword Qi was pitch-black, turning even the Green-light Sword black.

Jiang Ming felt a chill.

His eyes focused, and he can see more clearly than from the viewing platform.

The black sword Qi seemed to be composed of countless tiny insects, faintly opening their fierce mouths to make horrifying sounds.

“What a bizarre Qi!” Jiang Ming was shocked.

Apart from that.

Yan Jiu’s sword was incredibly fast, containing the realms of killing, death, and destruction, fused together to form a terrifying Sword Intention.

With its overwhelming power, the sword destroyed everything in its path.

“Slaying Immortal!”

Jiang Ming suddenly made his move.

Similarly blending the power of killing, death, and destruction, his Sword Qi was frightening, and the True Qi quantity he provoked was similar to the opponent’s.

Bang-

After the first collision, Jiang Ming’s Sword Qi was destroyed.

“Brother Jiang, are you looking down on me?” Yan Jiu was angry.

Why use the same power of realms as me? What do you mean by that?

Are you slapping me in the face?

He became more aggressive, completely shrouded in thousands of Sword Qi, dancing with the movement of the sword, and enveloping Jiang Ming.

They were dense, like pouring rain.

“Brother Yan, this is a test, isn’t it?” Jiang Ming replied, “We have time anyway!”

As he spoke, his figure shifted, and his long sword transformed into a sword curtain, also triggering a series of Sword Qi to collide with the opponent.

Boom…

The mid-air trembled, and the Sword Qi strangled, creating a spectacular scene.

Thousands of tiny Sword Qi expanded in mid-air, bursting open with bursts of light, incredibly magical, and demonstrating remarkable control ability.

However, it was clear to the discerning eye that Jiang Ming was being suppressed.

If they looked deeper, they would discover Jiang Ming’s horror: he was using a Sword Qi similar to the opponent’s.

This was incredible.

Yan Jiu’s sword technique unfolded, his figure as fast as lightning, circling Jiang Ming and attacking him relentlessly. One sword after another, like a raging storm, tearing apart the sky dome and destroying everything in front of him.

Amidst the destruction, the melody of death was hidden.

Jiang Ming mainly defended.

Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed a strand of Sword Qi. Seemingly sentient, the Sword Qi struggled in his hand while tearing at his protective Gang Qi.

“This Qi…” Jiang Ming’s eyes narrowed as his scalp tingled.

The same amount of True Qi simply couldn’t block this Sword Qi.

Even three or four times the amount couldn’t withstand the cutting of the Sword Qi.

What’s most unbelievable was that each Qi forming the Sword Qi was tiny black dots, and each black dot was like an insect.

Seemingly alive yet not quite so.

It couldn’t be more bizarre.

“How did you do it?” Jiang Ming asked in surprise.

“You have your opportunities, and I have my own destiny.” Yan Jiu replied, and then sighed, “Brother Jiang, I know you’re strong, but after fighting against you, I realize that your strength is so despairing. However, I will not admit defeat.”

As he spoke, he suddenly leaped into the air, holding the sword with both hands, and with a single slash, a massive Sword Qi over fifty meters long split the sky dome and descended.

Accompanying it were numerous Sword Qi.

The entire Battle Platform was shrouded in them.

Jiang Ming’s eyes focused, and his long sword spun around him, forming a Sword Qi torrent, blocking the opponent while also shattering the Sword Qi. The scattered black Sword Qi didn’t dissipate but rapidly gathered towards him.

“Annihilation Storm!”

Yan Jiu, who landed down, shook his body, and True Qi torrents burst out from inside, scattering in all directions, shrouding everything in front of him. In an instant, the black color covered the Battle Platform, causing everyone’s scalp to go numb.

The sheer quantity and the bizarre nature of the True Qi made even those watching were moved.

At the center of it all, Jiang Ming furrowed his brow.

Surrounding him, the black storm swept through, effortlessly tearing apart his protective Gang Qi.

“Heavenly Sword!”

Jiang Ming knew that he had to show some of his real skills now..