Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

Everyone anxiously waited. Time passed by with the laws it should have.    

The four hours that they had agreed on were about to arrive.    

At this moment, Ling Luo was still nowhere to be seen in the Saint Asura Square.    

Many disciples of Saint Asura Sect were looking into the distance with anxious expressions on their faces. They were all looking forward to seeing Ling Luo.    

To the disciples of the Saint Asura Sect, they were waiting for this battle that would represent the pinnacle of the younger generation of the Saint Asura Sect.    

Whether it was Ao Lingchen or Ling Luo, they were both the best of the best.    

The disciples of Saint Asura Sect wouldn't have too much of an impact on who would win between the two of them. All of them thought that it was normal.    

However, this was the result of the war.    

The disciples of the Saint Asura Sect wanted to see the most exciting collision. At least, this would increase their knowledge.    

However, it was almost time. Ling Luo had yet to show himself, so the disciples of Saint Asura Sect were naturally starting to feel anxious. They were worried that ___ would not be able to recover from his injuries and would not be able to catch up to this battle. If that was the case, they would have waited for nothing.    

There were also some disciples of the Saint Asura Sect, and even the elders and deacons of the Saint Asura Sect were frowning.    

No one hoped that the final battle of the Saint Asura competition would end in their absence.    

While the people of the Saint Asura Sect were worrying.    

At this moment, in the palace that was enveloped by sword Qi.    

A young man carrying a long sword on his back knelt down on one knee.    

"Ling Luo thanks Senior Traceless Sword Emperor for his help."    

This young man was the Ling Luo that everyone was looking forward to. At this moment, he had already come out of the Sword Polishing Cauldron, and his injuries had fully recovered. Furthermore, the sword intent radiating from his body had also become extremely powerful.    

In terms of aura, he was even stronger than when he fought Shi Gaangyuan.    

More importantly, he had now grasped another kind of sword intent.    

Traceless Sword Emperor looked at Ling Luo with satisfaction and smiled faintly, "Are you still calling me senior?"    

Ling Luo seemed to have understood something and said respectfully, "Disciple greets Master."    

Ling Luo wasn't a fool. Traceless Sword Emperor had spent so much effort to save him and even passed down his sword doctrine to him. It definitely wasn't as simple as a sect elder taking care of his disciple.    

Traceless Sword Emperor wanted to take him in as his disciple.    

Ling Luo didn't have any rejection towards Traceless Sword Emperor taking him in as his disciple.    

On the contrary, he was happy to see this happen.    

Don't just look at how he was going to break through to the Stage of True King now, there wouldn't be any obstacles.    

However, Ling Luo was completely clueless about the path after the True King realm.    

If he could worship an Emperor as his master and have a guide in the future, it would be much easier for him to walk down the path of an Emperor.    

More importantly, Traceless Sword Emperor had saved his life and given him a new life.    

It was only natural for him to acknowledge him as his master.    

Traceless Sword Emperor nodded his head in satisfaction, "Get up. You have condensed the Soul Sword. In the entire Saint Asura Sect, the most suitable person to be your master is me. You and I should have the fate of being master and disciple."    

Ling Luo cupped his fists respectfully, "Yes, master!"    

Ling Luo slowly got up, as if he had thought of something, and a sense of loss appeared on his face.    

He had fallen into a coma. Although he did not know how much time had passed, Ling Luo could roughly remember that it had been more than ten hours.    

He was afraid that the Grand Competition of Saint Asura Sect had come to an end within these ten hours.    

Who was the champion? Was it you? Ao Lingchen!    

Ling Luo muttered in his heart. He felt somewhat disappointed that he was unable to participate in the final battle.    

As if he could read Ling Luo's thoughts, Traceless Sword Emperor chuckled and said, "Let's go. The Saint Asura competition hasn't ended yet. Ao Lingchen is still waiting for you on the fighting stage. Go and use your most powerful strength and tell him that his wait wasn't in vain."    

Traceless Sword Emperor's words made Ling Luo's eyes light up.    

Ao Lingchen was still waiting for him. The Saint Asura competition wasn't over yet.    

It was just as he had expected. Besides Shi Gaangyuan, the last person who had the hope to fight him was Ao Lingchen.    

"Thank you, Master!"    

Ling Luo bowed to Traceless Sword Emperor. Without any hesitation, he stepped into the sky and flew down on his sword. He turned into a lightning bolt and flew towards Saint Asura Square.    

Just as Ling Luo was rushing towards Saint Asura Square.    

The four hours that they had agreed upon had arrived.    

A commotion broke out in the Saint Asura Square.    

Most of the disciples of Saint Asura Sect had disappointment and disappointment in their eyes.    

They had been looking forward to this battle for a long time, but now they could only miss it?    

"Ling Luo still hasn't come. Damn, it was all in vain."    

"What a pity. I thought I would be able to see the most intense battle."    

"That's right. If I were you, Ling Luo, I would have thought you could catch up."    

............ In Saint Asura Square, the disciples of Saint Asura Sect were discussing amongst themselves. All of them were in low spirits.    

Many elders and deacons of Saint Asura Sect felt pity for ___. It seemed like this was the only thing they could do today.    

Elder Dao Yi jumped into the air and landed on the fighting stage.    

Looking at the disappointed disciples of the Saint Asura Sect, he sighed helplessly and was about to announce Ao Lingchen's victory.    

Suddenly, Ao Lingchen opened his eyes!    

"He's here!"    

A powerful combat intent rose from Ao Lingchen's body.    

"It's coming?"    

"What's coming?"    

Many disciples of the Saint Asura Sect were puzzled. Some of them reacted quickly, but they soon understood what was going on. A fanatical look emerged in their eyes.    

The only person who could make Ao Lingchen open his eyes and say that he had come was Ling Luo, the opponent he had been waiting for.    

Could it be that Ling Luo had come?    

All of a sudden, the disciples of Saint Asura Sect looked around excitedly, wanting to find Ling Luo.    

At the same time, a faint smile emerged on Elder Dao Yi's face.    

He didn't say anything, but the expression on his face indicated everything.    

At the same time, the elders also looked in one direction.    

A piercing sound of wind breaking came from the sky, and a sharp sword energy flew over.    

Swoosh!    

A dazzling lightning bolt struck down, and a figure appeared on the martial arts stage.    

A figure wearing a green robe and carrying a long sword on his back. Who else could it be if it wasn't Ling Luo?    

"He's here. Ling Luo is really here."    

"Haha, we didn't wait for nothing. It's finally starting."    

"He's finally here. This is a battle that I'm looking forward to."    

Ling Luo's appearance caused the disciples of Saint Asura Sect to cheer excitedly.    

"We finally made it. As expected of the Emperor. He actually managed to heal that severely injured Ling Luo within twelve hours."    

"It's not just healing him. Ling Luo's Qi is even stronger than before. Not only has he healed his injuries, he has also recovered to his peak condition. He has become even stronger than before."    

"I'm afraid this is a battle between two tigers and a dragon. Everyone was looking forward to it, but no one knew who will be the last one standing. "    

The elders of Saint Asura Sect were also discussing amongst themselves.    

On the battle platform, Ao Lingchen calmly looked at Ling Luo and said, "You have finally come. You are stronger than before. I am looking forward to the battle with you."    

Ling Luo's eyes were filled with fighting spirit. He slowly pulled out the long sword from his back. " Yes, you are stronger than before. I am very grateful that you are willing to wait for me to fight. In order to repay you, I have decided to use my most powerful strength to fight you. This is for your dignity."    

A Black Tower also appeared in Ao Lingchen's hand, "I look forward to it."    

The two of them had yet to start a fight, but sparks had already collided. It was extremely intense.    

This scene made the surrounding disciples of Saint Asura Sect excited. This was what they wanted to see.    

Elder Dao Yi didn't waste any of their time. He leapt up into the air.    

A vigorous voice spread across the Saint Asura Square.    

"The Saint Asura Grand Competition, the final match, Ao Lingchen versus Ling Luo, start now!"    

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