The Peerless Emperor-Chapter 482 - 483 An Empire (11th Update)

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Shen Zhixing’s hands were trembling. In the past, using up his Soul Flame in battle had always been infallible, which made him extremely proud of this move.

He had never imagined that his move could be learned by his opponent in the blink of an eye.

“Damn it!” Shen Zhixing roared in anger, and the Soul Power inside his body surged out, condensing into two Soul Power whips, which lashed towards Lin Qian fiercely.

The swooshing sound as the Soul Power whips swung made Lin Qian’s pupils shrink as he suddenly raised his twin swords to block the opponent’s attack.

Bang! Bang!

The two Soul Power whips struck Lin Qian’s twin swords, making a loud slapping sound.

“Ha!” With just a shout, Lin Qian’s twin swords suddenly exerted force, repelling the Soul Power whips.

At the same time, nine dragons around Lin Qian also chased after them, biting towards the Soul Power whips. In the blink of an eye, Shen Zhixing’s condensed Soul Power whips were riddled with holes.

However, seeing this, Shen Zhixing’s face revealed a smile instead, “So, you no longer have the strength to break through my Seven Spirits Shield.”

“Enough to deal with you,” Lin Qian coldly snorted upon seeing the smug look on Shen Zhixing’s face, and his Soul Power surged out again, a glow harshly smashing onto himself.

“Enhancement doubled!”

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

Pleasant and crisp sounds appeared in succession from Lin Qian’s body, and with these sounds ringing, Shen Zhixing clearly saw forty-five glows continuously appear on his opponent’s body.

With these strange glows reappearing on Lin Qian’s body, Shen Zhixing could clearly feel that the opponent’s aura seemed to have grown stronger again.

“I need to save time!” Lin Qian’s golden-shining pupils stared dead ahead at Shen Zhixing, waved the Thunder Night Sword in his left hand, and made a sword flower with the Cloud Sword, his lips curved slightly, and his shape dramatically accelerated.

Shen Zhixing saw the Lin Qian carrying twin swords approaching him again, a chill in his heart, “This Lin Qian, his speed has increased again.”

However, Lin Qian, who had already closed in, didn’t allow him much time to think, as Soul Power instantly replenished the broken Soul Power whips and added five more, making seven Soul Power whips whip towards him simultaneously.

Knowing that Lin Qian’s strength now was far less than the previous sword that shattered the Seven Spirits Shield, Shen Zhixing felt less pressured.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

But Lin Qian’s subsequent actions caused his originally declining pressure to rise again. The young man wielding twin swords had a swinging speed that was too fast. The twin swords complemented each other perfectly, like water off a duck’s back.

Even with seven Soul Power whips attacking simultaneously, they still couldn’t break through Lin Qian’s twin swords’ defense.

And if he wasn’t careful, his own Soul Power whip would get frozen by the opponent’s slender white sword, followed closely by being shattered by the broad-bladed black sword.

Fortunately, as a member of the Black Corner Clan, he was very proficient in using Soul Power, so even if one Soul Power whip was shattered, he could instantly condense a second one to replace it.

“Just what did you do earlier, and why did your strength increase so much?” Shen Zhixing constantly circled backward through the air, all the while maintaining his pressure on Lin Qian.

But Lin Qian maintained an extremely aggressive offensive stance, wielding dual swords and continuously launching assaults. The rate at which his Soul Power was draining had far exceeded his expectations.

When Lin Qian had initially charged at him, his body continuously emitted light, his strength clearly incrementally increasing. Earlier, the same thing had happened, yet it wasn’t a breakthrough in Realm.

At the same time, his aura was stable, not like Shen Zhixing who had used a soul skill to forcibly increase his strength.

“It’s simple, I have a secret technique that, once used, can enhance myself,” Lin Qian said slowly after he had split the Soul Power whip in front of him with his sword and retreated a slight distance. “I have already strengthened myself in all aspects, from physique and Soul Power to reaction, speed, defense, soul, and even to the hardness of my hair or the strength of my fingers.”

With that, Lin Qian raised his Cloud Sword, looking pitifully at Shen Zhixing who couldn’t comprehend. “However, I think you might not understand this phenomenon, as there’s no concept of ‘stacking buffs’ in this world.”

As Lin Qian finished speaking, his raised right arm suddenly swung down, his Cloud Sword erupting with a piercing cold, instantly freezing the seven Soul Power whips.

A white mist of Ice Cold fog spread, obscuring Shen Zhixing’s line of sight; he could only sense with his Soul Power.

Shen Zhixing dared not stay in one spot for too long and hurriedly moved backward. A golden-red Thunder Sword Qi burst forth from the white mist at this time, striking at him.

The domineering golden-red Thunder Sword Qi shattered his protective Soul Power, leaving a bloody wound across his chest.

This was the first time Lin Qian had managed to injure Shen Zhixing while under his suppression and defense.

Retreating backward, Shen Zhixing clearly saw Lin Qian burst out from the mist, holding those twin swords, his eyes filled with a fierce killing intent.

“If he gets close, it’s over!” Shen Zhixing, watching Lin Qian clothed in the blazing imperial robe and pressing in madly, felt a surge of panic.

“Play to your strengths and avoid weaknesses!” Suddenly, these four words flashed through Shen Zhixing’s mind, bringing him to sudden realization.

Shen Zhixing began to wave his arms. Being from the Black Corner Clan, he possessed exceptionally robust Soul Power, a congenital advantage of their clan.

His Soul Power condensed into countless attacks, swords, and blades among other weapons, forming immense torrents of Soul Power assaulting Lin Qian.

At the same time, seven Spiritual Energy whips also reformed, cracking through the air and fiercely lashing toward Lin Qian.

Lin Qian’s eyes narrowed, and gripping his twin swords tightly, he began to rapidly slash, blocking the oncoming torrents of Soul Power attacks.

Thunder roared on the Thunder Night Sword, and the cold mist from the Cloud Sword affected the surrounding space, slightly slowing the incoming Soul Power attacks.

By this moment, Lin Qian had burst into his fastest speed, his twin swords moving so fast, they seemed to disappear in front of him.

Shen Zhixing’s torrents of Soul Power were blocked by the net of swords, the colliding blades emitting explosive booming noises.

Lin Qian constantly shifted his position in midair, while the torrents of impact created by Shen Zhixing followed suit.

“Why has your Soul Power not depleted yet?” Shen Zhixing, maintaining his offensive, felt increasingly exhausted as he noticed that his own Soul Power was rapidly diminishing, whereas Lin Qian, being from the Human Clan, was supposed to deplete his Soul Power even faster.

“You think you are fighting just me. You are wrong,” said Lin Qian as he crossed his swords and sharply slashed forward, tearing apart the seven Spiritual Energy whips. “The Lin Qian who is fighting you has an entire Empire backing him in this battle.”