Using stillness to control movement is the best way to deal with speed-type powerhouses. The moment one of the clones approached Tuoba San, Tuoba San's body finally moved...
The longsword in his hand moved with lightning speed, slicing through the approaching clone...
The Three Corpse Saint Son's clones, formed from malice, obsession, and greed, possess a strength inferior to his original body. This difference might be difficult for other powerful individuals to perceive...
However, Tuoba San was a chosen one, a martial emperor possessing the Earth Soul…
Once the clone approached, it was locked onto, and the attack was swift, accurate, and ruthless…
Even the Three Corpse Saint himself did not expect that he would be annihilated by Tuoba San with lightning speed simply because he wanted to use one of his clones to test Tuoba San's strength...
Although it was a clone that was killed, the connection between the clone and the original body was very strong...
The killing of the clone also has a significant impact on the main body; the loss of that portion of the soul cannot be replenished…
"you…"
The Three Corpse Saint wanted to say something harsh, but Tuoba San met his gaze without fear, forcing him to swallow his words.
"If you want to use me as a springboard to gain opportunities, then you'd better be prepared to be defeated by me..."
After Tuoba San finished speaking, he pointed his long sword at the true form of the Three Corpse Saint, which made him feel a chill run down his spine. Is this really the strength that a Martial Emperor should have?
The Three Corpse Saint was truly terrified; he had never felt such fear before…
Having his clone so easily annihilated, and with his true body exposed to Tuoba San, he wanted to retreat, but in front of all the demonic prodigies, he simply couldn't bring himself to do it…
"Three Corpse Saint Son, what are you hesitating for? Hurry up and kill this piece of trash. It's just destroying one clone, isn't there still two clones left?"
Seeing that the Three Corpse Saints had stopped their attack, Murong Xuanxuan urged them on from behind…
The Three Corpse Saint knew she was trying to influence Tuoba San's emotions, but the situation was different now. Her words were clearly meant to upset him, and he wanted nothing more than to tear Murong Xuanxuan's mouth apart...
He doesn't even consider the situation before speaking; letting him continue is no different from sending him to his death...
"Shut up…"
The Three Corpse Saint couldn't help but roar in anger. In that instant of distraction, Tuoba San charged straight at him, his long sword aimed directly at his chest...
In the instant he sensed the life-or-death crisis, the Three Corpse Saint Son instantly teleported and switched places with his clone…
This is also one of his survival methods: sacrificing his clones to preserve his main body...
Bang…
The clones transformed into a sky full of blood mist, and yet another clone perished...
Tuoba San swung his longsword, charging straight at the Three Corpse Saint's true form...
Faced with a life-or-death crisis, the Three Corpse Saints chose to flee; survival was more important than losing face…
The remaining fragments and the main body fled in two completely opposite directions. With the speed of the Three Corpse Saints, escaping was not difficult; the difficulty lay in how to ensure that the main body would not be destroyed after escaping…
Pfft…
Another clone of the Three Corpse Saint Son has died. If he hadn't used teleportation at the last moment, it would have been his main body that died...
However, he survived in the end, at the cost of losing three clones...
Just as Tuoba San was about to pursue the true form of the Three Corpse Saint, a powerful pressure enveloped him, a warning that he should stop...
"What? Can't the people of the Demon Cliff Sect afford to lose? Is this a sign that a Martial Emperor wants to attack me?"
Tuoba San's words echoed throughout the market, finally bringing everyone to their senses. The reason Tuoba San hadn't pursued the Three Corpse Saint's true form was because a Martial Emperor had intervened...
"Young friend, don't be so arrogant. One should be forgiving when possible..."
The Martial Emperor's voice rang out, causing everyone in the market to show respect. In the eyes of these cultivators, the Martial Emperor was already a god-like figure...
Not only does it possess a lifespan of two to three hundred years, but it also has the power to move mountains and fill seas. Once it becomes a Martial Emperor, it's like a fish leaping to become a dragon, and even Martial Sovereigns must treat it with utmost respect...
Under Emperor Wu, it was not uncommon for subordinates to attack superiors, and sometimes numbers were the key to victory. However, ten Emperor Wus were no match for Emperor Wu, who could crush them with a single finger. The two were no longer on the same level...
"I'm here to challenge you. This is a fair fight, and all the people of the demonic path are witnesses. Now that you're losing, someone's interfering. Is this how shameless you people of the demonic path are?"
Tuoba San couldn't help but retort, saying that he had now inherited some of my true skills and was utterly ruthless when it came to arguing...
"Young friend, the challenge is naturally fair. Now that you have the upper hand, why insist on killing me outright?"
Hearing such shameless words from the other party, Tuoba San couldn't help but continue to retort.
"If I lose, will you spare my life? If I lose, you will definitely kill my father as well. But even so, do I have any fear? Have I ever backed down?"
"Since that's the case, why can't I kill my opponent now that I've won? Besides, the Three Corpse Saint hasn't admitted defeat, so why can't I continue the pursuit?"
The opponent was rendered speechless by Tuoba San's retort. After all, the challenge initiated by Tuoba San was destined to be a challenge that could only be won, not lost. If he lost even once, it would be the last time...
However, they used their home advantage to rescue the fallen prodigy, which was inherently unfair…
However, as the Martial Emperor, how could he possibly admit that he was wrong...?
"Hmph, at such a young age, you already have such a fierce temper. Perhaps I should teach you a lesson on behalf of your elders..."
As soon as the other person finished speaking, a gigantic hand materialized above Tuoba San's head. Judging from the power emanating from the hand, if it were to strike, Tuoba San would be severely injured, if not killed...
The other party was absolutely doing it on purpose; they wanted to injure Tuoba San, rendering him powerless to resist in the upcoming challenge. This way, they could easily kill Tuoba San without incurring the infamy of bullying the weak…
"What nonsense are you spouting, you old geezer? I'm right here, your father. Do I need you to discipline my son? If you're shameless enough to bully the younger generation, just say so. Why come up with so many high-sounding reasons?"
Although my words didn't resonate throughout the entire market, everyone here is a powerful individual, so naturally they could hear what I said…
My rebuke exposed the Martial Emperor's secret thoughts, leaving him somewhat embarrassed. He hesitated, unsure whether to unleash his attack, which had been suspended in mid-air...
However, the other party spoke again very quickly, coldly saying...
"Like father, like son. You and your father are truly arrogant..."
"Are you even human? What have you done that a human being would do? Bullying the weak? Preventing a fair fight? Hiding in the shadows, afraid to show your true face? If I were you, I'd shut up right now to avoid further embarrassment..."
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