Peerless Immortal God

Chapter 128- That brat isn't done

Chapter 128
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Long feng paid no heed to the mocking words coming from all directions. He simply stood there and quietly stared at Han Man who stared back silently.
After a dozen breaths, Han Man nodded with a gratified look on his face.
"I admire your resolve. Good. Let's fight" his aura surged and his figure flickered. Countless images of him appeared and his real figure materialized right in front of Long feng.
Many people gasped at how fast he was and even Long feng couldn't help but feel surprised at how profound Han Man's movement skill was. It was tens of times better than Long feng's void Roc Agility technique!
Han Man three out an ordinary looking punch at Long feng's chest. The fist seemed to contain the strength of a hundred calvary!
Long feng was not flustered though, as he also threw out a fist of his own.
Two fists collided and both parties were pushed back, though Han Man had a slight advantage.
Long feng felt an ice cold energy intruding into his body through his fist and he shivered slightly before managing to disperse the energy.
[Fierce!] He raised his brow.
Although Han Man managed to hide it, a slight ripple emerged in his frozen heart out of shock. Although he had the advantage in their first clash, it was not really obvious. He thought that he could defeat Long feng with that single fist, but it seemed he was too naive and underestimated his opponent.
The crowd were also shocked and even those on the highest viewing platform felt surprised.
"He actually… blocked it?" Some people cried out.
"No. Han Man must be holding back!" Another person shouted.
Many people instantly calmed down after hearing that.
[Right! Han Man should have held back, otherwise, how can his punch be blocked by a Yin level cultivator?]
On the arena, Han Man's expression finally turned serious as he reexamined Long feng.
"I underestimated you, junior brother." He spoke.
Long feng merely smiled.
The air became tight as Han Man and Long feng stared at each other.
Suddenly, Han Man's aura vanished. The temperature of the arena instantly dropped by several degrees and ice started appearing on the floor.
Long feng also became serious. Han Man must be using his ice Dao energy, so this battle was bound to be tough.
BOOM!
The whole arena shook as Han Man's aura exploded out again, only this time, it was frighteningly cold!
Wherever the aura passed, crackling sounds echoed as ice appeared on the floor and soon, half of the arena was very cold yet filled with a kind of pure and holy aura.
This was Han Man's Dao!
This was the Ice Dao!
Han Man stood there with an aloof expression on his face as he looked down on Long feng with calm eyes.
Whoosh!
He suddenly waved his hand. The ice energy became turbulent and turned into tens of finger sized ice blades and shot towards Long feng.
Long feng stretched his hand into the void and the Sovereign sword appeared in his grasp, which he wielded skilfully.
Each sword wave he sent out would destroy two or more ice blades before fading. The ice blades met with the seemingly endless sword lights and got destroyed.
The crowd watched the scene in a daze. A rank eight Yin level cultivator was actually able to hold his ground against a rank two Yang level cultivator! This was more stunning than witnessing a battle between two Yang level cultivators of different levels!
This was unbelievable!
After the last ice blades were destroyed, both Long feng and Han Man stood silently.
Han Man then opened his mouth and spoke slowly,
"Emotionlessness Ice art!" His voice sounded inviolable and supreme, overlooking all living beings.
He made some mysterious hand seals and the already temperature dropped even further. The ice energy around Han Man became increasingly thick and the entire arena became freezing cold. Even Long feng's inner energy protection was being frozen by the cold.
"Freeze all existence!" Han Man's cold voice echoed.
The ice energy around him suddenly expanded like a storm at a mind blogging pace, giving Long feng no time to defend himself as the energy washed over him. The arena was covered in pure white energy which obstructed the crowd's view.
The whole arena fell silent as the crowd held their breaths.
It took a while for the energy to disperse and the white arena appeared before everyone's sight.
          Long feng's figure reappeared and he stood unmoving. He was actually frozen into a huge block of ice, remaining in the posture of lifting up the Sovereign sword!
The crowd gasped, feeling conflicted. No one was shameless enough to mock Long feng, because he actually managed to hold his ground against Han Man with his Yin realm cultivation!
Who among the millions of people gathered could do the same thing?
On the highest viewing platform, the Mortal heaven sect's Sect Master frowned, Feeling conflicting emotions. He wasn't planning on losing a talent like Long feng anymore. Both Han Man and Long feng were talents who could bring the sect to greater heights if raised meticulously, so he wanted to go and save Long feng before he froze to death.
As he rose from his seat, a hand pulled him back. He looked and saw that it was old man Jian.
"Don't. This brat isn't done, at least, not yet" old man Jian spoke as he stared fixedly at the frozen Long feng.
The Mortal heaven sect's Sect Master followed his gaze and soon lifted his brow in surprise.
The crowd couldn't sense anything, but all the Yang realm cultivators present could sense a subtle yet powerful energy fluctuations being emitted from the chunk of ice which Long feng was frozen within.
Han Man's expression became solemn after sensing the energy fluctuations.
Soon, the crowd also noticed something wrong. A powerful energy was being emitted by the frozen Long feng.
*Crack*
A crack appeared on the ice, followed by another, then another. Soon, cobweb like cracks covered the surface of the chunk of ice.
BOOM!
       The ice suddenly shattered to smithereens as an overwhelming powerful and corrosive pitch black energy flooded out of Long feng's figure, coating half of the arena in an ink like black shade. The white ice energy which occupied half of the arena was instantly suppressed and corroded by the pitch black energy.…