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 mont, 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 tis, there were no words exchanged between the two young n who stood at the top of the central continent, just a deep desire to subdue their opponent and win the fight.
Xuan Bo's eyes flashed with maniacal fury as he swiped his short sword sideways a second ti, his attack almost identical to the one from just monts ago.
This ti however, his speed was even faster than before while the radiant rainbow flas on his dark silver sword burned with even higher intensity. Clearly, the young prince was extrely 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 'Ten Thousand Swords unique physique' or the unique-grade Dao he had also comprehended, he had already revealed his strongest trump card, his 'Dao of Samsara', and still found himself on the losing end for so 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 Long's blade was much inferior to Xuan Bo's 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 tis, Shun Long's weapon would definitely break under the pressure of his short sword paired with the flas from his 'Dao of Samsara'!
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 refinent energy, even with the vast reserves of his 'Monarch's Eternal body', 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 wasn't planning on giving Shun Long any ti to think. It was obvious that the young prince of the Tianxuan dynasty was looking to end their battle right away.
A mont later, countless threads of sword aura filled the ancient arena as the two swords clashed for a second ti, before more and more cracks began to appear on Shun Long's 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 Bo's attacks were extrely strong and the power of his rainbow flas increased that destructiveness even further, the flow of ti around him was heavily suppressed inside the 'Monarch's Domain', restricting the young prince's 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 prince's vital points in quick succession.
In the blink of an eye, Shun Long had struck Xuan Bo in the neck, heart, and even his abdon more than a dozen tis, but regardless of how serious Xuan Bo's wounds got, the rainbow flas around his body burned brilliantly and healed them in an instant.
It was almost as if the rainbow flas really made the young prince immortal! Even attacks that would cripple a normal Dao King's cultivation and destroy their dantian were no different from superficial wounds in Xuan Bo's eyes.
However, after exchanging more than a hundred blows with each other, Xuan Bo was actually the first one to break the entanglent 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 extrely 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 'Dao of Samsara' required wasn't negligible but was in fact extrely high.
Whether Shun Long's body was depleted of energy first or whether his own dantian ran out of qi wasn't 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 mont, 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 Bo's fad unique physique that had brought countless Dao Emperors to their knees back in the central continent, the 'Ten Thousand Swords unique physique'!
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 Long's 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 tis his size.
That was Xuan Bo's final ace in the hole alongside his unique physique; the unique-grade Dao he had comprehended, the 'Dao of Blood'!
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