Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2108 - 2108 2098 Earth-Shattering Staff

2108: Chapter 2098: Earth-Shattering Staff 2108: Chapter 2098: Earth-Shattering Staff Seeing Long Yan and Chu Bei slowly land on the ground, Bai Xiaosheng dragged his obese body to face the two men, the true nature of the affair now laid bare.

Yet, Bai Xiaosheng was entangled with how to confront Long Yan.

“Young Hero Long, what do…

what do you think we should do about this?”

Bai Xiaosheng’s chubby hands twisted behind him in distress, but he still forced himself to maintain composure as he spoke.

“This should be a matter for Mr.

Bai to consider.”

Long Yan, expressionless, turned his body to the side, presenting Bai Xiaosheng with his profile, signaling him to take the Jade Token from inside the room.

“This…”

Bai Xiaosheng was also in a dilemma for a moment.

Long Yan’s words were vague, but he knew that if he couldn’t come up with a satisfactory solution for Long Yan, his job would be over.

He wasn’t afraid of Long Yan—after all, no matter how strong Long Yan was, he was just a person.

Bai Xiaosheng feared the Seven-Star Hall which stood behind Long Yan.

“I will definitely come up with an answer that satisfies Young Hero Long.”

Bai Xiaosheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, anxiously looking at Long Yan’s face.

Seeing the latter nod, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Long Yan was angered by the Small Team Leader’s words, he now only wanted to understand the strange Demonic Qi that had suddenly appeared on Ling Yu.

Unlike typical Demon Cultivators, the Demonic Qi on Ling Yu seemed innate, yet he had never heard any rumors of Ling Yu being part of the Demon Clan.

Furthermore, if Ling Yu belonged to the Demon Clan and dared to walk among mortals, he would have long been slaughtered by the Human Clan.

“Could it be that Ling Yu is being controlled by someone?”

Chu Bei pondered for a moment, offering an ambiguous answer.

All these were speculations; the truth was still uncertain.

For now, they could only take it one step at a time.

Long Yan opened the cabin window, the All Heavens and Earth Ranking tournament was not as tranquil as he had imagined.

“I’m off.”

After saying this to Luo Pin, Long Yan flew towards the Stage.

There was still a match for Long Yan today, and after today’s match, it would be the battle for the Sky Ranking on the All Heavens and Earth Ranking.

“Long Yan versus Sun Ling.”

Long Yan stood on the Stage, sizing up Sun Ling in front of him.

The man’s attire was bizarre—adorned in golden helmet and golden armor, he exuded the air of a warlike General, but his heroic face showed a hint of solemnity.

Long Yan thought that if the man before him were on a Battlefield, he’d be the first to be mobbed by surrounding warriors.

“Sun Ling.”

“Long Yan.”

After introducing themselves, both took up battle stances.

Sun Ling’s weapon was peculiar; he pulled out a silver-gleaming Iron Stick from his Storage Ring.

Just a glance told Long Yan that the Iron Stick wasn’t going to be light.

The ground cracked inch by inch with Sun Ling’s charge, as if his moves were explosive shells.

“So quick.”

In his haste, Long Yan could only draw the Dragon Tooth from behind to fend off Sun Ling’s aggressive assault.

The Sun Ling before him was not on the same level as his previous opponents—neither in strength nor in speed.

“Golden Light.”

Sun Ling pointed with his left hand, and a golden light shot towards Long Yan’s body like lightning.

Despite Sun Ling’s speed, he was astonishingly not a martial artist.

Long Yan could only summon a Tai Chi Formation to block the attack of the golden light.

Thankfully, to his relief, the golden light was not as strong as Sun Ling’s physical attack, but very ordinary.

With Iron Stick brandished high, Sun Ling’s attacks were all very simple and brutal, but his way of fighting with big movements was quite similar to Qin Ming, who had previously clashed with Long Yan.

“Devil Flame Soaring Slash.”

A large saber Qi, formed of flame, viciously chopped down on the Iron Stick, and the two’s modes of attack were quite similar.

Sun Ling deflected the crimson saber Qi in mid-air with surprising ease.

With a flick of the silver-white Iron Stick upward, Dragon Tooth’s offensive was blocked by this simple blow.

The Iron Stick kept hammering down from the air, and for a time, Long Yan could only passively parry.

Long Yan kicked the Iron Stick, and both men were forced back several steps, but while Sun Ling took two steps back, Long Yan took five.

“You’re quite good.”

A fighting spirit emerged in Sun Ling’s eyes.

The battle just now seemed to favor him, but in reality, neither side had gained an advantage.

It had been a long time since he had such an exhilarating fight.

Long Yan estimated that Sun Ling was stronger than most cultivators.

The series of attacks just now could have left an ordinary cultivator lying on the ground already.

“Come again.”

Sun Ling roared and continued to swing the Iron Stick towards Long Yan.

Long Yan stood still at his spot without moving.

Just as the Iron Stick was about to smash into Long Yan, many spectators fearfully covered their eyes.

They could already imagine the bloody mess Long Yan would be in after this strike.

A metallic clang resonated through the air, and a long spear wrapped in Demonic Qi caught the Iron Stick swinging down towards him.

No matter how hard Sun Ling tried, he couldn’t smash the stick down any further.

“Torrential Pear Blossom Gun.”

The Demon Spear in front of Long Yan thrust out numerous spear shadows, the bright crimson shadows surging towards Sun Ling with terrifying momentum.

For a moment, the sound of metal clashing rang out continuously, even striking Sun Ling several times with the Demon Spear.

Not holding back, Long Yan knew very well that this strike wouldn’t take down his opponent.

Holding the Long Spear upside-down, Long Yan rushed toward Sun Ling, waving it as if it were a swimming dragon, with Spear Light scattering in all directions.

The battle scene changed, with the two fighters exchanging blows back and forth, the constant sound of metal clashing alarming the surrounding audience.

“Sweeping Thousands of Troops.”

Long Yan swept the Demon Spear forward.

This was a move he had recently discovered from within his Demon Spear; the Great Power that crafted it seemed to have infused many martial techniques and methods into its core, which could be found with a bit of exploration using True Qi.

As the spear tip swept past the Iron Stick, it sparked.

Sun Ling quickly released his grip on the right hand holding the Iron Stick and threw a punch with his left hand towards Long Yan.

Although Long Yan’s weapon was long, he had to retreat in the face of Sun Ling’s punch.

With his right hand, he caught the nearly lost Iron Stick, and with a forceful twist of his right hand, the Iron Stick circled around his waist and fell back into his hand, completely absorbing the force from the blow.

“Whew,” Sun Ling panted heavily; it had been a long time since he’d had such an intense battle, and the excitement he felt now was certainly imaginable.

Although Long Yan used the Demon Spear to bridge the gap between their weapons, if he was not mistaken, the Iron Stick in Sun Ling’s hand should be a Top Grade Artifact, or possibly even a Legacy Holy Artifact.

But in no time, the two clashed again, and in an instant, the Stage was filled with the glitter of Stick and Spear Light.

“Split Sky Stick.”

Sun Ling bellowed, and the Iron Stick in his hand actually split open, flames bursting forth from within, and a red glow emerged from the stick.

“This is?”

Not just the Iron Stick, cracks also appeared on Sun Ling’s face, and his eyes were devoid of pupils, leaving only surging white light.