Destined Martial God

"Yu Haoran, don't worry, I have a way to defeat Zhao Ji!"    

Feeling Yu Haoran's inner emotions, as well as Zhao Ji's peak of the sixth stage of Martial King, Tower Spirit hurriedly reminded him.    

"Tower Spirit, if I have to expose your existence, in order to defeat Zhao Ji, I would rather choose to take a step back and change the requirements."    

After hearing Tower Spirit's reminder, Yu Haoran mistakenly thought that Tower Spirit was using the power of his divine will to secretly help him, and hurriedly refused.    

It was different from the Scarlet Beast.    

The arrogant Scarlet Beast disdained borrowing any external assistance. Even if the Tower Spirit took the initiative to reveal her existence, it would not cause the Scarlet Beast to fight over him.    

However, if the existence of the Tower Spirit, especially the main body of the Tower Spirit which contained the Time Laws, were to leak out the Domain Pagoda which could provide accelerated time, not to mention the Martial King Rankers, even the seven Major Sects, Inherited Families, and those Martial Saint Rankers that did not come out of seclusion would have to compete for it.    

"Yu Haoran, I can assure you that before your cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth stage of Martial Saint and your Martial Saint Realm is insufficient, I will never reveal my existence, nor will I divulge any news about the Domain Tower." Although Yu Haoran did not explain his reasons for refusing, Tower Spirit was very clear on his worries and worries, so he hurriedly assured Yu Haoran.    

"Tower Spirit, what do you mean?"    

If he did not use his powerful divine will to assist, then how would he be able to defeat Zhao Ji who was slightly stronger than him?    

"Yu Haoran, when you unintentionally activated the battle consciousness that the monkey emperor left in my mind, in the underground karst cave deep inside the secret realm, I had been thinking about how to make you use the pole technique that the monkey emperor created for you."    

"In the Spirit Fog, when my mental rod finally chooses to leave, I finally made a decision. Before your cultivation breaks through the Martial Master realm and you are unable to refine natural magic tool s, I would refine a weapon that only requires you to use that technique."    

"Fortunately, to increase the attack power of your natural magic tool, you only need to use one third of the horn on it, the remaining horn, and some other materials. I finally managed to refine a rod that is not inferior in hardness to my staff, and can completely withstand and perform that technique."    

Saying that, a rod the shape and length of which was similar to my own scepter and gave off a purple glow appeared in Yu Haoran's sea of consciousness.    

He used his will to touch the purple staff, while recalling the moves and insights of the One Heavenly staff technique.    

Following that, Yu Haoran felt that the purple pole that the Tower Spirit refined was closer to his will, it could even raise the power of the One Lance in the Sky.    

"Tower Spirit, thank you!"    

He used his will to retrieve the purple staff in his sea of consciousness, then directly infused his battle consciousness into the purple staff.    

After that, Yu Haoran who had transformed into the Chinese macaque held her purple pole, and directly soared into the sky, all of her consciousness assimilating into the fighting experience of Sky Whip.    

As a grandmaster artificer, the purple staff forged by the Tower Spirit also possessed the same ability to shrink and shrink.    

As a result, under the influence of his comprehension and consciousness during the battle, the purple stick instantly grew in length and thickness. Soon, it became a skyscraper that was around fifty meters long.    

Then, Yu Haoran bellowed, "One rod to the sky!"    

"Yu Haoran, you are too arrogant. Don't tell me you really think that I, Zhao Ji, cannot cure you by transforming into a mutated beast and possessing the strength of a mutated beast!"    

Turning his head to look at Qing Yunfeng, Zhao Ji did not feel any Qi from Feng Qingyun making a move. Zhao Ji knew that Feng Qingyun was either not at Qing Yunfeng's place, or would not interfere with the battle between the two for the time being.    

Therefore, he let out a furious roar, directly charging into the sky, intending to teach Yu Haoran a ruthless lesson and let him know that the secret transformation technique wasn't omnipotent.    

However, just as Zhao Ji charged towards the sky and was about to reach the purple rod in his hand that had grown bigger and thicker, the aura of death couldn't help but cause his expression to change.    

With a sweep of his spiritual will, he discovered that the source of the danger to his life was actually the pole technique that Yu Haoran was using.    

In the forest not far away from the peak of trials, Gao Luanping had initially transformed into a Chinese macaque, but when he was about to exchange blows with Zhao Ji, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.    

Finally, there was someone who could follow his footsteps and not let him become the laughing stock of the higher ups of Hundred Feet Sect.    

But when Zhao Ji revealed his cultivation at the peak of the sixth stage of Martial King, his expression darkened.    

Because he did not expect Zhao Ji, whose talent and potential were inferior to his own, to actually catch up without making a sound and even surpass him, which made Gao Luanping feel extremely surprised.    

Fortunately, as long as his cultivation reached the peak of the ninth level of Martial King, and transferred all of his strength directly into Ouyang Haoyu's body, he could borrow the power of the devil arts to break through the realm of Martial Saint in one go.    

Therefore, Zhao Ji revealing that his cultivation and strength was stronger than his only made Gao Luanping feel a little surprised, as he did not feel too much pressure on himself.    

However, when he felt the technique that Yu Haoran had used, he was immediately dumbstruck by the terrifying power formed by the technique.    

Especially the aftermath of the pole technique which destroyed the space above the peak of trials, he could not help but guess.    

The power of a peak ninth stage Martial King!    

Shaking his head, Gao Luanping knew that although this level of strength could also tear apart space, it was far from the extent that the residual energy from the purple rod could reach.    

The power of an early stage Martial Saint!    

Just as this thought surfaced in his mind, Gao Luanping once again rejected this idea.    

This was because even the power of an early stage Martial Saint, without using the power of the laws, would not be able to achieve such power.    

In the end, Gao Luanping ranked the power of this technique as a peak of the ninth stage of Martial Saint.    

Although Gao Luanping had evaluated the might of the Rising Sky Stick to be at the peak of the ninth stage of Martial Saint, but under the attack of the rod, Zhao Ji was able to understand very clearly that the might of the Rising Sky Stick that Yu Haoran had used was already past the peak of the ninth stage of Martial Saint, and was close to the might of Martial Saint Realm.    

At this moment, Zhao Ji's heart was filled with endless regret.    

If he had known that Yu Haoran possessed such a powerful attack power, he would have agreed to Yu Haoran's three requests from the beginning and wouldn't have placed himself in a dangerous predicament.    

Fortunately, it wasn't too late to agree!    

Therefore, Zhao Ji mustered up his strength at the peak of the sixth stage of Martial King and shouted at Yu Haoran.    

"Junior Disciple Yu, I agree to your third request. Please stop!"    

He faced the sky with the staff. As long as he used it, he wouldn't be able to stop it!    

Furthermore, Yu Haoran did not expect that the purple staff refined by the Tower Spirit was not inferior to the power of the One Heavenly staff technique at all.    

As a result, after hearing Zhao Ji's request to surrender, although Yu Haoran wanted to retract the rod towards the sky, he was unable to control the attack.    

Helpless, he could only try his best to change the direction of his attack and shout out a warning.    

"Hurry up and dodge the attack range of the rod!"    

Hearing Yu Haoran's reminder, Zhao Ji immediately knew that even Yu Haoran who had transformed into a fifth stage fourth stage Chinese macaque was unable to control the rod technique that had a power close to that of Martial Saint Realm.    

In order to avoid being affected by the power of the rod, while Zhao Ji dodged, he also directly took away Zhao Xinyu who was standing in the middle of the crowd.    

Although he had already tried his best to control the direction of the attack, the attack speed of the staff was too fast, to the point that the final attack direction was only slightly off peak of trials, and then heavily struck towards the direction of the peak of trials toward Xuanyuan Yunfeng.