" Thunder Manifestation: Lightning Sword "

Zhao Syaoran was in a defensive position in the training area.

In front of him, Long Kun was in a relaxed position and was obviously on guard.

He didn't even have a gun in hand!

At least, that was what he wanted Zhao Syaoran to think.

Zhao Syaoran was also aware that this was a trap.

He couldn't just advance on Long Kun without any preparation.

Who would say!

Someone like Zhao Syaoran who boasts his skills and power from him, is now shaking in front of an enemy.

Of course, he's not just any enemy!

Just one of the greatest Martial Arts Masters of the century!

Too bad luck or pure luck.

Either way, Long Kun was not going to wait forever.

"What is it, boy? Aren't you going to attack?"

Zhao Syaoran was standing still.

"Are you afraid?" Long Kun tried a provocation.

He slightly raised an eyebrow.

Zhao Syaoran was still standing.

"Well, if you are not going to attack, then I will go."

Suddenly, Long Kun disappeared from view.

Zhao Syaoran quickly backed away, feeling only the blade of wind graze his face.

The deep cut marks on the ground had swept away the snow.

"A Divine Weapon!" Zhao Syaoran then looked at Long Kun who was in front of him, about to strike another blow with the claws of divine energy.

Long Kun then attacked, he tried another attack that was deflected and a blow to the side, which Zhao Syaoran managed to block with the sword.

"Awesome! You are fast!" Long Kun smiled slightly.

One, two, three strokes.

Long Kun delivered another three quick strikes that were also blocked by Zhao Syaoran with a lot of effort.

He was fast!

Zhao Syaoran was able to follow his movements and predict them.

This allowed him to survive a little longer.

But Long Kun was still much faster.

So Zhao Syaoran still had to work harder.

"Good!" Long Kun laughed, as the two fought in a tight block.

It was possible to hear the clash of the two weapons.

"But let's see how much you can take."

Even though Zhao Syaoran was strong and fast, he was still fighting a great weapons master and he had a powerful divine weapon.

It didn't take long for Zhao Kuan's sword to start giving.

It was only a matter of time before it broke completely.

It was at that moment of distraction that Long Kun struck another blow.

Long Kun then kicked him.

Zhao Syaoran did not see his movement and so he flew upwards.

Long Kun then hit him again with another kick in the air that sent Zhao Syaoran flying across the arena.

Zhao Syaoran in turn managed to block Long Kun's attack in time to not be directly hit.

However, this did not prevent the impact of the coup.

Zhao Syaoran then felt his back against the cold wall of the wall.

A crack formed from where his body had hit, and he then fell to the ground spitting some blood.

"Is that all you have?" Long Kun stared at him negligibly, stretching the leg that had just kicked Zhao Syaoran.

Clearly, that hadn't just been a kick with strength and speed.

His leg was enveloped in a layer of divine energy that disappeared as Long Kun lowered his leg.

"I'm disappointed."

Zhao Syaoran was still motionless on the floor.

Possibly, with that blow, he was already unconscious.

Long Tian ran to Zhao Syaoran and held him.

"Zhao Syaoran! Are you okay?"

"Humpf, I had high expectations for you boy." Long Kun then disengaged his claws. "Long Tian."

"Yes...?"

"Ask them to take her to the infirmary, you are also excused for today."

"En...."

Long Kun was then turning around.

He was already leaving when a strange movement caught his attention.

When he turned around again, he saw that Long Tian was still standing there, looking Zhao Syaoran.

"Long Tian," He caught her eye.

"Geezer ...!"

Long Kun then felt a cold circular energy in the air.

The voice that answered came from Zhao Syaoran.

Long Kun then turned again and saw Zhao Syaoran rising slowly with a sword broken into fists.

His clothes had already been torn by the impact of the last attack.

He obviously wouldn't survive if he kept this up.

However, something caught his attention from him.

Zhao Syaoran exhibited a strong and intense aura that Long Kun had not seen before.

He was completely different.

"... Do not underestimate me!"

It was almost as if Long Kun felt a chill on his back.

Suddenly, lightning struck Zhao Syaoran in broad daylight.

A white ray fell directly on him and everything shone.

Suddenly, Zhao Syaoran was now standing before Long Zhu, surrounded by a powerful aura of lightning.

Then he was gone.

Zhao Syaoran suddenly disappeared from where he was and not even Long Kun was able to notice when he resurfaced behind him carrying a sword made of lightning.

Zhao Syaoran would have got it right if Long Kun had not reacted in time and invoked his divine and counterattacked weapon from him.

The strong impact of divine weapons caused a surge of energy.

"Incredible!" Long Tian was impressed by the strength of that energy.

It was the first time that he had seen anyone besides his father manage to fight Long Kun face to face as well.

The shock caused Long Kun to retreat.

He quickly increased his divine energy and concentrated all of his divine power in his clutches.

A purple aura then enveloped his arm and he was as if the claws had merged with him.

Long Kun's arm then took the shape of a beast's claws and grew

"Triple Strike of the Black Beast!"

He then delivered a blow with three blasts of blades of divine energy.

The blades ran through the air towards Zhao Syaoran and hit him hard.

"Zhao Syaoran..."

Long Tian clenched his fist

He was tense.

He knew he couldn't interfere, but he was concerned about Zhao Syaoran's survival.

A great smoke of dust then lifted ...