Rank 7 Zhan Begins 2

Li Zhen saw this result and flew into a rage, roaring, "Why won't you just die!"

As he spoke, he had already charged forward, his Rank 7 Divine Weapon longsword tracing a brilliant arc of light as it thrust directly at the throat of the opposing Catacombs Martial Artist. Li Zhen poured his full strength into this strike; he was determined to slay this Rank 7 warrior under his blade.

However, the Rank 7 Catacombs warrior was completely unfazed. With a flicker of his figure, he easily dodged Li Zhen's attack. Immediately after, a black long-whip appeared in his hand, which he lashed fiercely toward Li Zhen. After all, his original weapon had been severed by Li Zhen, so he had no choice but to use this backup.

Seeing this, Li Zhen hurriedly turned to dodge, but his arm was still grazed by the whip, and blood began to flow instantly.

The Rank 7 warrior sneered and said, "You think you can kill me with just that?"

It was true; although he didn't know what had happened earlier and had been slightly careless, unaware that his opponent was using a Divine Weapon, which had caused him to lose the upper hand and have his weapon severed, that was no reason for a mere newcomer to the Rank 7 realm to provoke him.

What did he mean by "why won't you die"? He was a dignified High-stage Rank 7; was he supposed to be hacked to death by a Rank 7 beginner like him? Did he have no face to maintain?

Li Zhen gritted his teeth as he glared at the Rank 7 Catacombs warrior, his heart filled with anger and frustration. By now, he had realized he had chosen the wrong opponent; this was a High-stage Rank 7 existence, so it was no wonder he could evade his sword strike.

Just then, the Rank 7 warrior launched another attack. The long-whip in his hand danced with the agility of a venomous snake, relentlessly striking at Li Zhen. Li Zhen could only struggle to hold his ground, gradually falling into a disadvantage.

Although Li Zhen possessed great explosive power, he still found himself outmatched when facing a veteran High-stage Rank 7 powerhouse.

"Die!" At that moment, a thunderous shout rang out. The High-stage Rank 7 warrior was struck with absolute terror; someone was launching a sneak attack without any regard for martial honor.

As he turned to block with his long-whip, he saw a flash of blade light. His whip was severed without the slightest resistance, and at the same time, he lost consciousness. Before he died, he saw his own head and body part ways.

"Li Laoer, you're not up to the task!" Zhang Tao said, not without a hint of smugness.

Li Zhen was furious, staring at Zhang Tao and then at Zhang Tao's long saber, saying, "This is definitely not a Rank 7 Divine Weapon. You bastard, where did you get that blade!"

It was true; both of them were newcomers to Rank 7. Even if Zhang Tao had powerful vitality and his explosive power was stronger than his own Void-Breaking Sword Art, it shouldn't be to this extent. This wasn't just a small gap; the difference was simply too massive.

He was being suppressed and beaten, yet the other guy killed his opponent with a backhand strike. For a moment, Li Zhen even began to doubt his own life.

"Heh!" Zhang Tao ignored him. If he hadn't seen that Li Zhen was in danger, he wouldn't have come over. In this short time, Zhang Tao had already killed five Rank 7s, one of whom was a High-stage Rank 7.

"Damn it!" Even Li Zhen, the eldest young master of Zhenxing City, couldn't help but curse under his breath. What was there to be proud of? What was there to be so arrogant about? Just you wait.

At this moment, Zhang Tao had already rejoined the fray. After casually sneak-attacking a Rank 7 with a slash, he laughed, "Brother Xie, put in some effort!"

Xie Zhaoyang widened his eyes, his heart filled with disbelief. Is this really Zhang Tao?

With a casual slash, he had killed a Rank 7. Although that Rank 7 was only an early-stage one, they were still a Grandmaster-level expert regardless. How could they die so easily?

Of course, this Rank 7 was only one of the six surrounding him, but it was still shocking nonetheless.

Afterward, Zhang Tao began cutting through them like chopping melons and vegetables. In an instant, he unleashed another slash. This time, the Catacombs Rank 7 was on guard and raised his Divine Weapon to block, but his weapon was severed instantly. A deep, bone-reaching wound appeared on his body from top to bottom.

The Rank 7 widened his eyes. He was one of the few who actually possessed a Divine Weapon, yet it had been snapped by a single strike from this guy?

While he was still in shock, Zhang Tao struck again. This slash was too fast—so fast that it felt as if even time itself could be severed by it. A bloody radiance flashed by, like a bolt of lightning tearing through the night sky, illuminating the entire battlefield. Within that blood-red light, one could almost see Zhang Tao's mocking gaze.

Afterward, that Rank 7 was decapitated. Xie Zhaoyang's jaw dropped even further. He had been trapped by these people for so long precisely because of this Rank 7; he possessed a Rank 7 Divine Weapon and had formidable combat power. Yet, such an expert had been killed by Zhang Tao in two strikes?

Thinking back to how he had told Zhang Tao to follow him earlier so he could protect him, he wondered if this slap to the face could have come any faster.

He knew he was a genius, but wasn't he a bit too much of a genius? If he was this fierce just after entering Rank 7, how were others supposed to live?

Xie Zhaoyang then saw the Divine Weapon that had been snapped in two, and his heart ached so much he couldn't breathe. What a spendthrift! That's a Rank 7 Divine Weapon! Do you have any idea how valuable a Rank 7 Divine Weapon is?

At this moment, the Grandmasters on the battlefield were stunned by this slash. They stared at Zhang Tao's figure as if they were looking at a god of war. Meanwhile, the Catacombs Rank 7s looked at Zhang Tao in terror, unable to believe that their companion had been slain by a single strike from him.

There was no helping it; Zhang Tao hadn't been on the battlefield for long, and no one had paid him much attention. They had no idea about Zhang Tao's incredible record. Counting this one, Zhang Tao had already killed seven Rank 7s.

"Is this what a peerless genius is? Haha, the peerless genius of our Huaguo, Zhang Tao, how magnificent!" An old Grandmaster laughed aloud, brandishing his spear as he charged toward his opponent.

With Zhang Tao here, were they still afraid they couldn't hold these people off?

"Good, Zhang Tao, how magnificent!" Many Grandmasters began to respond one after another. Their morale soared instantly, and their attacks became thirty percent stronger than before.

Zhang Tao suddenly felt some golden mist appear within his body. Upon internal inspection, he saw this golden mist being instantly suppressed by the Kongtong Seal. A golden light shimmered within his body, and Zhang Tao's vitality recovered instantly. He even felt that his spiritual power had increased significantly.

This... is this a breakthrough?

It was true. Zhang Tao, who originally had only a little over a thousand Hz of spiritual power, had increased it to nearly two thousand Hz after consuming a Heavenly Gold Lotus. He had only stopped his cultivation because the war had suddenly broken out. He hadn't expected this sudden golden light to allow him to break through instantly.

Not only that, Zhang Tao felt that his Golden Body seemed more stable, and his spiritual power hadn't stopped growing. In this instant, Zhang Tao seemed to understand; he knew how he should use the Kongtong Seal.

He had guessed earlier that those golden things were Luck. This time, he had displayed great might and gained the recognition of these Grandmasters, which increased his Luck. It was then suppressed and converted by the Kongtong Seal, which was why it released golden light to assist him.