Supreme Sword Exalt

Fatty instinctively touched his head. “This bastard’s got some skills!”

Zhao Mengyou haughtily raised her head haughtily, a sudden surge of superiority welling up in her heart.

Suddenly, Gu Han frowned and looked at his right hand.

Liao Gang felt his heart tightened. “Hm? What’s wrong? Are you injured?”

Gu Han answered truthfully, “My hand’s numb.”

Liao Gang was speechless.

The elder was astonished. “Unexpectedly, he actually thought of such a head-on method. He has such formidable spirit power. He must at least have two Supreme Stages! This kid is far more formidable than we imagined!”

He had seen how Gu Han compressed all his spirit power into his blade before swiftly unleashing it. Between tension and release, it brought about tremendous destructive force. It seemed simple, but almost no one could actually pull it off.

After all, besides a tough sword, abundant physical strength and spirit power were also required. Otherwise, it would be all show and no real power.

One person gloated. “That brute fell into his own trap. A sword cultivator who smashes people instead of cutting them down... This kid is definitely the first of his kind.”

Another person mused, “Old Liao’s in danger. He’s no match against this kid’s intellect!”

Among the border army soldiers, someone shouted, “Vanguard Gu is mighty!”

“Vanguard Gu!”

“Vanguard Gu!”

Led by him, everyone followed suit. Their cries were like a mountain-shaking tsunami that spread far and wide.

At this moment, Gu Han’s status in their hearts rose to another level.

Zhao Mengyou stared at Gu Han with a dazed expression. Beside her, Fatty felt both envious. No! I must become a grand vanguard!

Sweeping around his gaze, he lit up at the sight of Liao Zheng. This guy looks simple-minded—ahem, straightforward and not too cunning. He would be a good candidate for fooling—wait, I meant a friend worth having!

Further away, seeing Gu Han receive such fervor, Yun Lie’s expression was very grim. The only ones with even grimmer expressions were the barbarians. The sixth war god of the War God Hall, killed in one sword strike. He died miserably and humiliatingly, bringing shame upon the War God Hall itself.

Xian He said flatly, “Go. Pass the order. Demote all his relatives to slaves!”

A barbarian quickly acknowledged. “Understood!”

Gu Han looked at him seriously. “Didn’t I tell you to send someone who can fight? Don’t embarrass yourselves with the likes of that last one. I don’t mind sending them on their way, but killing too many of those gets boring.”

Xian He was seething with bloodlust, dying to kill Gu Han. However, they not only set the rules but had also initiated the challenge. Killing Gu Han would only bring them more shame. Moreover, with Liao Gang and the others around, he couldn’t lay a finger on Gu Han anyway.

Among the barbarians, the seventh, eighth, and ninth war gods clenched their fists tightly but dared not step forward. They were even inferior to the two who had come before. If they rashly advanced, they’d lose both their faces and lives.

Gu Han appeared disappointed. “That’s it? Then your so-called War God Hall might as well disband—”

Suddenly, a voice rang out. “Arrogant fool!”

Gu Han’s eyes instantly narrowed. A real expert!

“It’s the second war god!”

“He’s come out of seclusion!”

“With him here, he’ll surely kill that little bastard!”

Instantly, the barbarians’ eyes lit up. As a formidable expert, the second war god had survived eightfold lightning, eliciting seven rings from the Dao Bell! However, their disappointment quickly returned. To prevent Feng Xi and Yun Lie from participating, they had set the rule of fighting only those of the same realm. Who would’ve imagined that the same rule which had given them a significant advantage over the years would end up backfiring.

As he spoke, three barbarian youths stepped forward, arriving before Gu Han. They were the second, third, and fourth war gods.

Liao Zheng’s expression turned serious. “Kid, take it easy.”

Gu Han nodded. “Don’t worry.”

The leading man glanced at Gu Han and said flatly, “Well? Confident?”

Since the two behind him had not undergone lightning tribulation, they were still in the same realm as Gu Han in principle.

One of them took a deep breath and looked at Gu Han. “I’ll take him. I am the third—”

Gu Han shook his head. “No. Third or fourth, it doesn’t matter. Come at me together.”

Liao Zheng’s heart seized. That’s not what I meant!

The two grew furious. “Arrogant!”

They knew Gu Han was strong, but they also had their pride. Considering their higher ranks, even if they couldn’t win, they wouldn’t let him have his way. However, they never expected Gu Han to dismiss them like that.

With a furious shout, the third war god’s qi surged skyward. His golden bangles vibrated faintly before merging together. In the next moment, he swung a punch at Gu Han. Before the fist even arrived, an overwhelmingly powerful force already whipped Gu Han’s robe with a sharp snap. He moved incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, he reached Gu Han and punched straight through his chest.

The border army soldiers cried out in shock, “Vanguard Gu!”

The third war god frowned deeply. Hm? Something’s off...

Rather than piercing flesh, it felt like striking empty air.

Suddenly, the second war god shouted, “To your side!”

Fuck! The third war god’s heart went cold. The “Gu Han” before him faded slowly. It was merely an afterimage.

At that moment, a flash of light streaked by. He felt a chill and a sting, and his right arm had already left his body, flying into the air.

“Die!”

Unlike Song Jian, his combat experience was extremely rich. Ignoring his severed arm, he shook the golden bangle on his left arm. A beam of light infused him. His left arm swelled to twice its size, tearing through the air with explosive force, swinging fiercely to his right.

Gu Han’s voice sounded behind him. “You’re too slow.”

Then, a stinging sensation pricked the back of his neck.

At that moment, the fourth war god could no longer heed the rules. “I’ll help you!”

He clashed his fists together, the golden ring trembling and expanding until he held it in his hands. Endless qi furiously poured into it as he brought it down toward Gu Han’s back.

Upon sensing the movement behind him, Gu Han’s eyes narrowed to slits. The next moment, the terrifying spirit pressure surged from him once more.

Gu Han’s eyes flashed. “Kill!”

He channeled all his spirit power into his sword. The blade blazed with intense light, sheathed in a faint red glow.

With a soft sound, the sword sliced through the third war god’s neck. In a flash, Gu Han used the remaining momentum to twist sharply. The sword’s radiance, even brighter than before, swept downward.

Another soft sound echoed, and the fourth war god’s movements abruptly stopped. At this moment, the golden ring in his hand was only half a cun from Gu Han. However, it might as well have been an endless distance away. After a faint sound, the third war god’s head hit the ground.

The fourth war god slowly lowered his head. He stared at the faint scar across his torso and opened his mouth to speak. “You—”

Gu Han shook his head. “Even if you all come at once, it’s still no good.”

The scar rapidly spread from the fourth war god’s left shoulder to his right waist. With a single strike, Gu Han had cleaved his body diagonally in two. The lingering invisible sword qi erupted, snuffing away the last strand of life within him.

Dead silence followed after. The border army’s faces flushed red, not daring to say a word. Clearly, they were beyond excited.

In the crowd, Zhang Shan mustered his strength, raised his fist high, and shouted with all his might, “V-Vanguard Gu!”

“Vanguard Gu!”

“Vanguard Gu!”

His cry shattered the silence, unleashing the surging emotions in everyone’s hearts. A torrent of fervent cheers merged into one, forming a stark contrast with the barbarians’ gloom and dejection.

***

Deep within the barbarian territory, there was a secret land abundant with spirit qi. Mist rose and fell, its shifting shapes faintly coalesced into a dragon’s form.

“First Yun Tu, then that Feng girl, and now this kid.” A low, contemplative voice sounded from an unknown place. “Yun Tian, oh Yun Tian... We share the same lineage, so why has fortune favored you so much more than me?”

***

Before the barbarian camp, the second war god gazed at the two bodies lying before him. Killing intent was swirling in his eyes, yet he ultimately refrained from striking.

Gu Han grinned. “Don’t hold back. It must be hard. If you want to kill me, go ahead.”

A sharp light flashed in the second war god’s eyes. “What? Are you asking for death?”

A red glint flickered in Gu Han’s gaze. “I just want to see whether my sword is sharper, or your lightning-tempered body is harder.”

Liao Gang’s heart leaped. “Kid, don’t do anything reckless!”

Gu Han nodded. “Relax, I won’t.”

His spirit pressure surged once more as he drew his sword and charged at the second war god.