Necropolis Immortal

ht, turning its wielder into a keen sword.

“Piss off!” roared Ghost Dragon to see his opponent immediately counter attack.
Lying on the ground, his long spear shuddered and reversed direction like a dragon flicking its tail, sweeping toward Lu Yun in the air.

Clang!

The spear brutally rammed into the sword, violently shaking both wielders.
Lu Yun flew out five thousand kilometers this time while Ghost Dragon remained solidly where he was, as if a nail driven into the ground.
However, both arms had exploded from the impact and flesh and blood flew everywhere, exposing stark white arm bones.

“Again!” he snarled, ignoring the wounds.
He was as if a dragon churning the seas, charging Lu Yun with a dark momentum.

He was using a combat art this time.
It still looked like a straightforward thrust of his spear, but it split into endless copies and besieged Lu Yun from all possible directions.
There was no place for him to retreat to—he had to take the terrible blow.

Hummm.

Cerulean sword light blazed from his body with a mind-numbing hum, coalescing into a cerulean dragon that shot into the air with a piercing dragon croon.

The second stroke: Dragonsoar!

Black and blue light occupied the sparring grounds.

Rumble!!

An enormous crack fissured the grounds after a tremendous explosion and rapidly snaked outward.
Lu Yun remained firmly on the ground, wielding his sword with one hand like he was trying to poke a hole in the sky.
Ghost Dragon was also on the ground, his spear frozen in a downward movement.

Rumble…

The sparring grounds exploded after three breaths, crumbling into a massive pit five thousand kilometers apart.
The two opponents stood in its center.

“They, they, they—” Jaw dropping, Azureclad sagged with a deep sense of helplessness.
They were on par with second step kings! They’d left him far behind in the dust!

“Qing Yan, geniuses abound in the Hongmeng and there is always someone stronger.
Do you really think yourself to be the strongest among half step kings just because the realm hails you as the Azureclad Duke and a premier half step king?” His father’s voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

“You’re only a flag raised by others—this doesn’t mean that you’re worthy of the position.
Your sister has already advanced beyond you and reached the level of the Champion Duke and Ghost Dragon.

“If you continue to wallow in your arrogance and give no thought to improvement, there will only be more people who surpass you!”

Azureclad shook violently and nodded in understanding.

“Purpleclad and Bloodclad have both undergone extreme tempering after encountering great disaster.
They are extraordinarily determined now and have left you behind on the path of cultivation.

“I now permit you to train for three months at the Coiling Dragon Battlefields.
You will still be the Azureclad Duke if you are alive after three months.
If not, your sister can assume the title.” Featherdragon waved a hand in dismissal.

Azureclad stood up without a word and left.

……

A victor hadn’t been determined yet, despite the large pit in the center of the sparring grounds.
The two maintained their positions for nearly a hundred breaths before Ghost Dragon’s clothes flew apart as shreds.
Wisps of black smoke rose from his body.

“You tricked me!” He sounded like a vicious ghost from the depths of hell, malevolence dripping from his tones.

“As I thought, you’re of the ghost race.” Though Lu Yun spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, he smiled through bloody teeth.
Ghost Dragon was indeed that Ghost Dragon!

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