Rebirth: City Sovereign

Fragments of concrete fell from the top of the bird nest, falling onto Nicholas's body who was embedded in the steel pillar.    

Within the bird's nest, everyone's eyes were wide open, not knowing how to react.    

The arrogant Nicholas who stepped into the Great Perfection of the Divine Force, the Nicholas who was strong enough to crush all the Warrior, the Nicholas who reached the Great Perfection of the Divine Force and almost destroyed the bird nest, was actually sent flying with a single palm strike from Ye Kai?    

What was going on?    

"Impossible!"    

A grandmaster said with widened eyes. Compared to being saved, the scene before his eyes seemed to be even more unbelievable.    

"Nicholas's power has long since surpassed the power of ordinary people, and can even annihilate dimensions and space!"    

"Although White-Clothed Sword Immortal is also a Divine Strength Expert, as a rogue cultivator, how can he be on par with Nicholas, or even be on par with him?"    

Could it be that Ye Kai was really like what Nicholas said, and secretly received help from the Heavenly Portal of East?    

Zhang Fann looked at the remnants of pure purple electric current in his hand, in a daze.    

"Pure purple colored lightning, I have only seen it in the ancient records of Heavenly Master Dao."    

"But in the ancient records, that was clearly the Thunder Arts from a thousand years ago. Even the old Heavenly Master had not touched it!"    

As the head disciple of the Heavenly Master Dao, Zhang Fann understood in his heart that once the electric current contained purple, it meant that the Thunder Arts contained immortal energy. The color of lightning without any immortal energy was at most the same as Zhang Fann's pure white.    

"How in the world did he grasp the purple lightning when he wasn't in the Door of Immortality?"    

Seeing Ye Kai slowly land on the ground, Zhang Fann's heart was a mix of confusion and envy, revealing a complicated expression.    

"Bam!"    

Just then, the broken metal pillar released a crisp sound, and a person wrapped in a black halo of light rushed out. It was the captain of the American team, Nicholas.    

At this time, Nicholas no longer had that tyrannical and imposing manner just now. His exposed upper body was completely covered in wounds, and a large bloody hole appeared on his chest. Two broken steel bars were inserted into his waist and right shoulder, it was extremely frightening.    

Ah!    

Nicholas stretched out his hands and pulled out the steel bars from his body. Fresh blood immediately gushed out from the wounds, but Nicholas ignored it.    

"White-Clothed Sword Immortal, I have to admit that your talent is indeed outstanding. With your talent and the support of the Upper Immortal Sect, you will definitely surpass me in five years."    

"But unfortunately, you are still a mortal in the end, so today you will undoubtedly die!"    

Every word that came out of Nicholas's mouth, was like a voice that came from thin air, and instantly stunned the minds of everyone present.    

"Oh?"    

Ye Kai just stood there, his face full of smiles.    

"I'd like to know why you didn't die after receiving my palm strike from Zero Distance?"    

"Give me your sabre!"    

Without replying to Ye Kai's question, Nicholas let out an earth-shaking explosive shout!    

A black pillar of light that reached the heavens suddenly rose from Nicholas's body. In the middle of the pillar of light, a two meter long completely black blade vaguely appeared.    

"Slaughter!"    

Nicholas held him in his hand and called out the name of the blade.    

The audience felt that when the saber appeared, the entire space in the bird's nest began to tremble.    

High up in the sky, the dark clouds were densely packed and thick thunderous roiling. Streaks of lightning actually directly landed beside the ground where Ye Kai was standing, and exploded right beside him.    

Boom!    

Shards flew everywhere, and black smoke rose into the air. Ye Kai looked at Nicholas who was in the sky and was holding onto a Long Black Blade, and slightly narrowed his eyes.    

"Quasi-magical equipment?"    

He could feel that the energy contained within the blade was actually stronger than the high-grade spirit artifact that the French Protector Gulaman had used before.    

And a grade above a spirit treasure was a magic treasure!    

"So that's how it is. With this blade protecting your body, no wonder you were able to survive a single palm strike from me."    

Ye Kai chuckled, his expression calm.    

"However, even if that's the case, you still aren't a match for me."    

"You still dare to talk big when you see this blade? White-Clothed Sword Immortal, you are too arrogant! "    

Strands of blood appeared on Nicholas's pale face. He went berserk, and let out an earthshaking roar!    

Waving the Long Black Blade in his hands, blade Qi flew forward with a crackling sound, ripping through the air, heading straight for Ye Kai.    

Boom!    

An energy that was several times more powerful than the black pillar of light landed on the bird's nest. The tyrannical impact caused the audience in the first few rows to be blown away, and many of the China audience who were still in a daze let out incomprehensible howls, as they escaped from the bird's nest.    

This was no longer a competition of National War of Martial Arts at all. The terrifying power of Nicholas's step into the fairyland made them feel that the bird's nest had become a hell of eighteen levels!    

Ye Kai stood on the ground with the Red Crystal Longsword in his right hand, and continued to defend against Nicholas's attacks. In the end, with a flip of his wrist, the long blade actually turned into a Thunder Lion that was covered in purple lightning bolts, with a length of at least a few hundred metres, it roared and attacked Ye Kai!    

"Bam!"    

The purple Thunder Column smashed onto the ground where Ye Kai was standing. The lightning had annihilated Ye Kai's figure, and the crushed rocks and electric currents continuously exploded and splashed out from that location, until finally, the smoke dispersed. A hundred meter radius deep hole appeared on the ground, and Nicholas finally stopped.    

"Once the slaughter is done, no one other than the Door of Immortality can escape death!"    

Holding the Long Black Blade in his hand, Nicholas panted heavily. It was obvious that in the battle, he had almost used up all of his energy.    

Then, looking at the unfathomable deep hole, Nicholas's mouth curved into a smile.    

"White-Clothed Sword Immortal, you died at the hands of your own conceit in the end."    

"Although he has talent, he doesn't know what's good for him. In the end, he can't escape death."    

"In the end, this match was still my victory!"    

After he finished speaking, Nicholas laughed towards the sky.    

At that moment, the ordinary people had long since disappeared, only leaving behind a dozen or so Grandmasters and a dozen or so Asian Protector s. When they saw Nicholas's arrogant attitude, they silently lowered their heads.    

No one felt that Ye Kai would be able to survive an attack of this degree.    

"Sure enough, the power of the Door of Immortality transcends the mortal world. It's easy to crush the mortal world."    

After all, no matter how powerful the White-Clothed Sword Immortal was, it was still second to none in terms of Mortal Realm. And compared to Nicholas, who was half-step into the Immortal Gate, it was still lacking a little bit.    

But at this moment, a deep voice came from the hole.    

"Is that so?"    

BOOM!    

Then, a dazzling purple lightning shot out from it, reaching into the sky. From the lightning, a white figure that was unharmed walked out.    

"Impossible, impossible!"    

Nicholas's eyes were filled with disbelief, his mouth agape as he clamored crazily.    

"This longblade of mine has been bestowed by the Celestial Gate with Mortal Realm that no one can defend against. Why are you safe and sound?"    

Ye Kai stood in the air, the purple lightning on his body crackled nonstop and exploded out. He looked at Nicholas who was so shocked that he could not speak, and asked.    

"A frog at the bottom of a well who got carried away by a little help from an immortal sect."    

"How do you know how powerful I am?"    

Following that, a suffocating bolt of lightning shot out from his body, lighting up the entire pitch-black bird nest that was covered in dark clouds!    

In the midst of the lightning and thunder, Nicholas actually saw a silhouette of purple lightning with two battle hammers appearing in the air behind Ye Kai.    

Completed the third level of the soul!    

Ye Kai rotated his finger, and the lightning image seemed to have sensed his presence, staring angrily at Nicholas. The two hammers swept through the air, as if they had hit a drum, and produced a loud, quivering boom.    

Boom!    

Streams of purple heavenly lightning that were several times more violent than the black pillar of light released by Nicholas earlier suddenly fell from the sky, accurately hitting Nicholas's body. Nicholas only felt that all the immortal energy in his body had dissipated, even his soul was about to be shattered by the purple heavenly lightning!    

In front of this invincible strength, any spirit weapon, any technique, any ability, were as weak as ants, unable to withstand a single blow.    

The tyrannical lightning that was enough to shatter the air struck Nicholas's body continuously, causing purple lightning to shine out.    

Nicholas's eyes gradually regained its normal color, the immortal qi around his body had already dissipated, Nicholas spat out blood, his eyes turned white, and like a rag, he fell from the sky onto the ground.    

The large screen had already shattered long ago, so it was unable to show Ye Kai's score. Ye Kai descended from the sky and his body of purple lightning slowly dissipated, becoming void.    

Pang Baozong and the others slowly crawled up from the ground, and stared blankly at the white figure who was only standing in the center of the field. Even though his surroundings were rubble and rubble, the white clothes on the man's body was still untainted by a speck of dust.    

As for Nicholas, after a dozen or so seconds after falling to the ground, he suddenly twitched a few times, and white foam came out of his mouth. There was no longer any reaction.    

"He won?"    

Amidst the silence, Pang Baozong slowly opened his mouth first.    

Zhang Fann, Miao Ya'er, Ye Lee and the rest all stood up in all sorts of pathetic postures. Miao Ya'er was sprawled out on a chair in the spectator's seats.    

"..." We won? "    

Even they themselves could not believe that, after participating in the battle of Chinese Team, including themselves, Ye Kai was actually able to win against five with just his own strength.    

And the captain of the American team was Nicholas, who had already mastered Spirit Force and was half a step into the fairyland.    

should not be his opponent after all, but right now, he was lying on the ground and had lost consciousness for half a minute.    

Pang Baozong, Chinese Team member, Grandmasters looked at each other, as if she had been struck dumb.    

It was only after three minutes did they wake up. The dozens of people who were still in the bird's nest were cheering like never before!    

"Victory!" Chinese Team has won! "    

"The champion is us!"    

"White-Clothed Sword Immortal is really a living legend!"    

Sounds like this were heard excitedly. In the sky above the bird's nest, the only undamaged flying camera showed the scene to the entire world.    

At every corner of the China, in front of the pitch-black screen, the citizens of the Chinese, who had been nervously waiting for a long time, all stood up from their chairs, excitedly hugging each other and celebrating their hard-won victory.    

"Oh my god, a string of five. Am I dreaming?"    

"Not one bit of damage, not one bit of damage!"    

"What defending champion? Bullshit!" I only recognize White-Clothed Sword Immortal as the peak of martial arts! "    

In the distant Continental Europe, the atmosphere was completely the opposite. Those gamblers who went bankrupt hugged their heads in pain, howling in heartbreaking agony.    

"He lost, how is that possible!"    

"White-Clothed Sword Immortal must have cheated, they must have taken some forbidden drugs, send people down there and investigate!"    

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"    

Then, from amidst the rubble, an agitated looking China man ran out. He held a medal and a trophy in his hand as he ran to Ye Kai's side and took out the microphone inserted into his pants pocket. He then opened it up and announced loudly to the whole world towards the camera that was not destroyed.    

"According to the judgement of the judge, the captain of the American team, Nicholas, has lost his qualifications to compete!"    

"The final score is for Chinese Team to break the top four spells. Let's chase after them and use 54 points to attack the overlord of the United States team!"    

"Now, solemnly announce to all Warrior of the world, this year's champion team for National War of Martial Arts is — —"    

"Chinese Team!"    

In the beginning of February this year, this session of the National War of Martial Arts officially concluded. Chinese Team took the champion's position as the winner, celebrating across the nation, and shook the west.    

Until today, the Western Warrior And Warlock only knew that the Eastern martial arts wasn't that sickly man like a hundred years ago, but had long become an opponent that was worthy of looking at face to face with.    

But at the same time, on the other side of the North Sea, atop a Continental Europe, a world shocking piece of news rumbled out from a secluded fortress!    

The powerhouse of the Yama King's Palace that frightened countless Warrior, the ancestor of the bloodline of Curse Arts.    

The world has appeared!    

At the same time, within the hall, a wanted order was issued at the same time to the entire world.    

"The King of Hell's Exterminating Token!"    

'Objective: White-Clothed Sword Immortal! '