novelraw Chapter 1143 - 1137: Should I Put It Back In?
Chapter 1143 - 1137: Should I Put It Back In?
"Three million Sword Immortals in the heavens, even they must bow to me... What an arrogant poem!" Looking at Zhang Menglong standing before the Divine Sword, everyone seemed to see the unparalleled genius Sword God of years past.
"This... what is happening?" Yun Senhai gazed at the gradually darkening sky, feeling somewhat at a loss for words. In his lifetime, what spectacle had he not seen?
But he had never seen a scene like this!
All the swords were violently shaking, "This... what is happening?" Yun Senhai gazed at the gradually darkening sky, feeling somewhat at a loss. In his lifetime, what spectacle had he not seen?
But he had never seen a scene like this!
All the swords were violently shaking, and in the next second, only the sound of countless friction could be heard. Apart from the Divine Sword, all 9999 swords rose from the ground. Though broken and decayed, their unyielding spirit still demonstrated the glory of the past.
The owners of these swords were all followers of the Sword God back then. After that era was destroyed, they accompanied the Divine Sword like the most loyal servants. Today, under the call of an unknown force, all the ancient swords awoke!
Unexpectedly, just a moment later, those ancient swords seemed to disintegrate as if melting, turning into powder under everyone’s astonished gaze.
The swords shattered, but the sword souls remained. White sword shadows and golden sword shadows intertwined, as if there was nothing left but swords in this entire world.
"He actually awakened all the Sword Spirits!" Yun Senhai was dumbfounded. Not long ago, Zhang Menglong had asked him what would happen if the sword was pulled out. At that time, he only thought it was a young man’s dream.
No one had ever awakened all the Sword Spirits before, and now he was even slightly expecting Zhang Menglong to pull out this Divine Sword.
"How is this possible?" The Sixth Prince saw this scene, and his worldview was almost collapsing. He considered himself a prodigy of the Sword Dao in a millennium, surpassed only by those with a Divine Body.
Moreover, this was the Sword left behind by the Sword God, and even those with a Divine Body might not resonate with the Divine Sword more than he could. This Innate Sword Body was born to cultivate the Sword Dao.
The most ridiculous thing was, he shared the same bloodline as the Sword God, yet he hadn’t resonated with these Sword Spirits while an outsider had achieved it, even more brilliantly. How could he possibly accept this?
"Brother Zhang..." The most astonished person was Kong Lan. He had always thought Zhang Menglong was all talk, constantly mentioning the nonexistent Sun Heaven Sect, but never imagined that besides his petty tricks, he actually had such an impressive side.
"Is this exam only so-so?" Zhang Menglong laughed, "Why only 9999 swords? This can’t even showcase my full strength."
"He’s too conceited!"
"What does he mean by that? Others activate 9999 Sword Spirits because they can only activate that many, but he activated 9999 because there were only 9999 Sword Spirits altogether?"
"Brother, no need to analyze it too clearly, we can understand."
"We all underestimated him. We thought we were watching a joke, but actually, he was watching our joke all along!"
"Where’s the person who said they would eat a sword if he pulled out the Divine Sword?"
"I... I said I’d eat a sword if he pulled out the Divine Sword, and he hasn’t yet..."
The martial artist who had made the bet hadn’t even finished speaking when a violent earthquake came from the ground, and Zhang Menglong had already started pulling out the sword!
"Two feet! He actually pulled out two feet in one go!"
"Is it fake? Even the Sixth Prince wasn’t this relaxed; is he a monster?"
"Who said he looks ordinary? Is this what you call ordinary?"
"Teacher, he..." Cang Lan Sword Sect’s disciples were dumbfounded. None of them expected this boastful youth could actually be this terrifying, as if he truly could pull out the Divine Sword at any moment, a legendary feat no one had achieved for countless ages.
"Don’t rush, half a foot more!" Yun Senhai said, "According to the Sect Master’s estimate, a normal martial artist has a strength of one unit, so to pull out two feet, at least ten units of strength are needed. Then, every additional foot requires double the strength!"
"So, to pull out the Divine Sword, doesn’t it require 320 times the strength of a normal martial artist?"
"How is that possible? Even combining the strongest Divine Body and martial arts couldn’t achieve this!"
"I heard a Saint Heir from a Holy Land increased their power tenfold after activating a Divine Body and, with their technique and martial arts, only achieved tens of times the strength of similar martial artists. Could someone really achieve 320 times?"
"If Senior Sword God didn’t want anyone to inherit his legacy, he could’ve just said no need to make it so hard, right?"
"Seems like no one in this world can do it, right? Look, he can’t move it further!"
Indeed, when Zhang Menglong pulled it to two feet, the Divine Sword became too difficult to budge further, but at this moment, he hadn’t even used any physical strength or bloodline power, let alone martial arts!
"What’s happening? Why is the sky getting darker?"
"And lightning! Is something about to happen?"
"Look, why is there golden light swirling around him? Is it gold attribute Mystic Qi?"
"No, that golden light has no attribute! It’s a phenomenon caused by his Mystic Qi condensing to an extremely terrifying level, how is this possible? I’ve never heard of this!"
"Look! His hair is changing color!"
"Super Saiyan!"
Zhang Menglong erupted with a roar of constipation pent up for ten years. His body had been transformed by the Super God Academy, making him almost the most perfect being, and the most perfect being’s body could transform at will to suit its needs. Now, he simulated Saiyan genes with his powerful body!
"Wang Ling, you dog, stealing my veggies, stealing my QQ Farm chickens..." Zhang Menglong muttered, one requirement for transforming into a Super Saiyan was an extremely angry emotion, and he was trying to recall things that made him angry.
"What kind of monster is he?" As a strong practitioner at the Second Realm of Heaven Breaking, Yun Senhai was most capable of sensing the change in Zhang Menglong’s power.
Between True Martial Eighth Grade warriors and True Martial Ninth Grade warriors, the power difference is usually several times; between True Martial Ninth Grade warriors and the First Realm of Heaven Breaking practitioners, there’s a huge disparity of tens of times!
As for True Martial Eighth Grade and Second Realm of Heaven Breaking, there’s an even greater difference of hundreds of times. Yun Senhai was an exceedingly formidable presence in the Second Realm of Heaven Breaking, yet at this moment, he felt Zhang Menglong’s power was nearly equal to his own!
In other words, Zhang Menglong’s strength was even hundreds of times that of an average True Martial Eighth Grade warrior! In just an instant, his power increased dozens of times!
"Brother Zhang didn’t lie to me! There really is such a powerful Divine Body in this world... no, Divine Body is nothing!"
"Come out!" All of Zhang Menglong’s power erupted in an instant. This state was almost the limit his body could withstand; if pushed further, his body likely couldn’t handle it.
"Crack!"
A massive crack spreading thousands of kilometers appeared on the ground. Accompanied by a golden light, Zhang Menglong flew directly into the sky with the Divine Sword, which radiated its dormant, profound black light for the first time before the world.
"He pulled it out! He really pulled it out!"
"This is truly the most thunderous event in the Iron Sword Dynasty in thousands of years!"
Zhang Menglong weighed the Divine Sword in his hand a couple of times, then looked at the dumbfounded Yun Senhai, "Elder Yun... how about I put it back?"