Monarch Of Time

Chapter 984 Shun Long vs Xuan Bo (4)

As he stabilized himself, Xuan Bo stared at the aure-robed youth opposite him before he roared angrily and shot forward once more, his infuriated battle cry shaking the ancient coliseum. In the next moment, his body turned into a blur and arrived in front of Shun Long, as the young prince attacked again without any hesitation.

Just like the previous times, there were no words exchanged between the two young men who stood at the top of the central continent, just a deep desire to subdue their opponent and win the fight.

Xuan Boʼs eyes flashed with maniacal fury as he swiped his short sword sideways a second time, his attack almost identical to the one from just moments ago.

This time however, his speed was even faster than before while the radiant rainbow flames on his dark silver sword burned with even higher intensity. Clearly, the young prince was extremely furious and reluctant to accept that he had just lost in a head-on collision!

Although he had kept a few of his trump cards still hidden, like his ʼTen Thousand Swords unique physiqueʼ or the unique-grade Dao he had also comprehended, he had already revealed his strongest trump card, his ʼDao of Samsaraʼ, and still found himself on the losing end for some reason.

Fortunately, Xuan Bo could still see a way to win the fight.

Even though Shun Long had only taken a dozen steps back after their exchange, the young prince had already noticed the cracks that appeared on the surface of the illusionary purple blade in his hands.

Clearly, the quality of Shun Longʼs blade was much inferior to Xuan Boʼs dark silver sword, and was already on the verge of collapse after just one attack!

Xuan Bo could tell that if he attacked a couple more times, Shun Longʼs weapon would definitely break under the pressure of his short sword paired with the flames from his ʼDao of Samsaraʼ!

Of course, since Xuan Bo could notice such a glaring detail, how could Shun Long not realize the state his own weapon was in?

Although Shun Long could easily repair these cracks by using a bit of his body refinement energy, even with the vast reserves of his ʼMonarchʼs Eternal bodyʼ, he was bound to end up exhausted sooner rather than later if he fought this way.

In the end, their fight had already turned into a test of strength, speed, cunning, and endurance. And yet, Xuan Bo wasnʼt planning on giving Shun Long any time to think. It was obvious that the young prince of the Tianxuan dynasty was looking to end their battle right away.

A moment later, countless threads of sword aura filled the ancient arena as the two swords clashed for a second time, before more and more cracks began to appear on Shun Longʼs illusionary blade, spreading out like a spiderweb and covering its whole surface.

Without any hesitation, Shun Long expended a bit of his energy to repair those cracks, restoring the purple blade back to peak condition, before he turned into a blur and appeared in front of Xuan Bo.

Although Xuan Boʼs attacks were extremely strong and the power of his rainbow flames increased that destructiveness even further, the flow of time around him was heavily suppressed inside the ʼMonarchʼs Domainʼ, restricting the young princeʼs speed and a large part of his strength.

So with every attack Xuan Bo threw out, Shun Long easily blocked it and responded with two more of his own, as his purple blade flashed and left behind countless afterimages striking the young princeʼs vital points in quick succession.

In the blink of an eye, Shun Long had struck Xuan Bo in the neck, heart, and even his abdomen more than a dozen times, but regardless of how serious Xuan Boʼs wounds got, the rainbow flames around his body burned brilliantly and healed them in an instant.

It was almost as if the rainbow flames really made the young prince immortal! Even attacks that would cripple a normal Dao Kingʼs cultivation and destroy their dantian were no different from superficial wounds in Xuan Boʼs eyes.

However, after exchanging more than a hundred blows with each other, Xuan Bo was actually the first one to break the entanglement as he suddenly took a step back, allowing a hideous wound on his neck to restore itself before he finally glanced at Shun Long.

At this point, the young prince could tell that it was only a matter before he eventually lost the fight, causing the look in his eyes to turn extremely profound and solemn. Even though he could sense that Shun Long was spending vast amounts of energy to constantly repair the illusionary purple blade in his hands, Xuan Bo was no different either. The qi his ʼDao of Samsaraʼ required wasnʼt negligible but was in fact extremely high.

Whether Shun Longʼs body was depleted of energy first or whether his own dantian ran out of qi wasnʼt a gamble that Xuan Bo was willing to take. Not when his future was on the line!

Without any hesitation, the young prince finally revealed the two trump cards he had kept hidden for so long.

In the next moment, the sky above the stone coliseum suddenly darkened as thousands of illusionary golden swords began to manifest above the ancient arena, painting a horrifying image that would shake the heart of any peak-stage Dao Emperor.

The illusionary swords that were blotting out the sky turned to target Shun Long at the center of the arena, before more and more of them began to materialize out of thin air, eventually stopping when their numbers reached ten thousand.

This was Xuan Boʼs famed unique physique that had brought countless Dao Emperors to their knees back in the central continent, the ʼTen Thousand Swords unique physiqueʼ!

Then, the young prince of the Tianxuan dynasty revealed his final trump card as well.

Biting his own thumb, Xuan Bo drew a single drop of blood and let it hover in the air in front of him. Then, under Shun Longʼs scrutinizing gaze, even more of his blood began to flow towards the crimson drop, soon turning it into a massive sphere that was more than three times his size.

That was Xuan Boʼs final ace in the hole alongside his unique physique; the unique-grade Dao he had comprehended, the ʼDao of Bloodʼ!