Awakening Of The Berserk System

0Next was the battle between Zhang Tianhao and Qi Zhao. If Zhang Tianhao won this battle... He could compete with Lau Mengyao for the first place again. If he lost, he would become the third place.    

    

"Next battle, Zhang Tianhao versus Qi Zhao!" The referee announced.    

    

There were also some martial artists in Battle Platform discussing amongst themselves.    

    

"Who do you think is the winner between Zhang Tianhao and Qi Zhao? Which one of them has a higher chance of winning?" A young man in blue asked.    

    

"It should be Qi Zhao! Although Qi Zhao lost to Lau Mengyao, his strength is still not to be underestimated." A grey-clothed youth said.    

    

" I think Zhang Tianhao is also possible. After all, he has never lost before, and he has a good chance of winning." Another black-clothed youth said.    

    

Almost as soon as the judge finished speaking. Zhang Tianhao and Qi Zhao jumped onto the Battle Platform together.    

    

Qi Zhao looked at Zhang Tianhao and said in a flat tone, "I never thought that I would fight you, but don't disappoint me."    

    

Zhang Tianhao raised his brows. Qi Zhao's tone didn't take him seriously. Obviously, in his heart, Lau Mengyao was his true opponent. However, Zhang Tianhao did not take it to heart. Everything was based on facts.    

    

"I won't let Brother Qi down." Zhang Tianhao smiled faintly.    

    

"The competition begins!" The referee shouted.    

    

Almost at the same instant the referee's voice fell. Qi Zhao thrust his spear at Zhang Tianhao.    

    

This spear was extremely fast. In just a breath's time, it had arrived in front of Zhang Tianhao.    

    

"Wave Soaring Small Step!"    

    

Zhang Tianhao's body turned into a cloud of green smoke as he dodged Qi Zhao's attack. In the nick of time, Zhang Tianhao dodged Qi Zhao's spear and appeared behind him.    

    

"Catching Wind Catching Shadow!"    

    

Zhang Tianhao's Wind God Kick swept over.    

    

Boundless leg shadows swept across Qi Zhao's body from all directions. It carried a terrifying destructive force, as if the void itself was going to explode.    

    

"Break for me!"    

    

Qi Zhao roared furiously. He stretched out his hand and gripped the spear tightly, then he thrust it forward. He charged towards Zhang Tianhao.    

    

Wherever the long spear passed, it swept across like a storm. Everything was torn apart inch by inch.    

    

Zhang Tianhao's Wind God Kick was completely destroyed. Sharp spear shadows were like maggots that clung to his bones as they pierced towards his body. It carried an overbearing destructive force.    

    

Zhang Tianhao could even feel an endless destructive force.    

    

"Seven Injuring Fist!"    

    

"Boom!"    

    

Zhang Tianhao looked at the spear that was coming at him like a shadow. He let out a cold snort and threw a punch at the spear.    

    

The spear was knocked away.    

    

Zhang Tianhao used his movement technique to get out of the range of his opponent's attack.    

    

"Eighteen Stances of Flying Spear!"    

    

Qi Zhao's spear was blocked, but he didn't stop. His eyes focused, and he attacked again.    

    

Qi Zhao's eighteen Stances of Flying Spear were extremely tricky and terrifying. Each of his attacks was aimed at Zhang Tianhao from different angles.    

    

"You still don't want to use your weapon? Or do you think you can defeat me without using your weapon?" Qi Zhao looked at Zhang Tianhao and asked in a mocking tone.    

    

Zhang Tianhao's expression was cold and solemn. Of course, he wasn't being arrogant. He just wanted to find out Qi Zhao's weakness first.    

    

"Alright, then let's have a good fight!"    

    

Zhang Tianhao roared furiously. He slashed out with his blade.    

    

"A cold glance!"    

    

This blade. It was like a hot knife cutting through butter, without any fancy moves. It was just a simple slash.    

    

The long blade broke through Qi Zhao's attack.    

    

"The second style of the flying spear, Revolving Stance!" Qi Zhao raised his eyebrows.    

    

The long spear turned into bits and pieces of killing intent, rushing towards Zhang Tianhao's body.    

    

"Ice Sealing Three-foot!"    

    

Zhang Tianhao's expression was solemn. He waved his long blade, and an endless stream of cold energy rushed out along with his blade. It spread out in all directions.    

    

The endless stream of cold energy seemed to freeze even the air. Qi Zhao's facial expression changed slightly. He felt as if his attack had been blocked by Zhang Tianhao's cold current. This caused Qi Zhao's facial expression to change.    

    

"Break for me!"    

    

Qi Zhao roared furiously.    

    

"The Eighteen Forms of Flying Spear - Swallow Kill!"    

    

Qi Zhao transformed into a giant swallow, then he thrust out a heavy spear shadow towards Zhang Tianhao, crushing his body. Each spear contained at least a few million jin of strength.    

    

Zhang Tianhao felt that Qi Zhao's attack had sealed off all the space around him.    

    

"Wave Soaring Small Step!"    

    

Zhang Tianhao coldly harrumphed. His body turned into dozens of phantoms, dodging Qi Zhao's spear shadow.    

    

"Stay here!"    

    

At that moment, the spear in Qi Zhao's hand suddenly burst out with a powerful force. More than a dozen spears were instantly thrust out.    

    

Zhang Tianhao had transformed into more than a dozen phantoms, but all of them were destroyed by the spear.    

    

However, Zhang Tianhao's real body still managed to avoid Qi Zhao's spear shadow attack at the last moment.    

    

Qi Zhao's face turned cold. He felt that Zhang Tianhao's movement technique was too strange. Although his attack was fierce, he was still unable to catch Zhang Tianhao's figure.    

    

Zhang Tianhao's foot stepped on the ground, and with a sway, he arrived behind Qi Zhao. He swung the long blade in his hand.    

    

"Red Apricot in the Snow!"    

    

49 saber lights formed an illusion in the air.    

    

Although the illusion created by Zhang Tianhao's blade slightly shook Qi Zhao's mind, he was still a man with a firm will. He recovered from the illusion in the fastest time possible.    

    

However, even though it was only for a split second, it was enough for Zhang Tianhao to gain the upper hand.    

    

"Snow Treading Seeking Plum!"    

    

Zhang Tianhao used his knife and legs to form a spinning top, and slashed at Qi Zhao's body. The sharp blade light followed the rotation, as if it was going to cut the void in half.    

    

Qi Zhao quickly woke up. He had been lost in the illusion for less than a second. This was enough to make him angry.    

    

"Break it!"    

    

"Great waves are washing the sand!"    

    

In almost an instant, the void was filled with 300 spear shadows. They were crushing towards Zhang Tianhao. The terrifying spear shadows were like a flood. Wherever it passed, everything would die.    

    

Zhang Tianhao's heart skipped a beat. This strike was too fast. He almost couldn't tell what was real and what was fake, and what was real.    

    

"Prosperous Peach!"    

    

The fifth skill of the Proud Cold Six Spells was unleashed. Since he couldn't determine the actual situation, he might as well trap all of them!    

    

The Blood God Blade in Zhang Tianhao's hand instantly slashed out eight hundred and sixty-four times. The eight hundred and sixty-four slashes formed a prison formation, trapping and killing all of the spear shadows.    

    

"Hmph! Break for me!" Qi Zhao's expression was calm. He snorted coldly.    

    

A terrifying Qi was unleashed from the long spear in Qi Zhao's hand.    

    

"Kacha!" Under Qi Zhao's spear, the prison formation collapsed.    

    

In an instant, a destructive Qi was unleashed from the formation.    

    

A Qi that made Zhang Tianhao's hair stand on end locked onto him.    

    

"Defeat!"    

    

Qi Zhao thrust his spear at Zhang Tianhao.    

    

This spear came too suddenly. More importantly, a terrifying Qi burst out from the spear. That wasn't an ordinary power at all, but rather the power of a Concept.    

    

Zhang Tianhao's hair stood on end. All the hairs on his body were standing on end.