Talented Martial Hero
Chapter 64 The Shocking Strength

Jerome was shocked when Darren brandished the sword. He sensed a significant threat to himself.Darren used the first eight skills of the Profound Nine Sword Skills, all at once, smoothly andperfectly. When in a rage, he had sudden enlightenment regarding the ninth skill.

The Profound Nine Sword Skills was a superior martial arts manual—every one of its first eight skillswas already very powerful combined with the internal force of the sword. However, after they wereperfectly combined, the power became overwhelming. Just as Jerome had said, Darren wouldbecome the most powerful warrior of the Spirit Realm. Hardly could anybody in the same realm winagainst him.

In this situation, Darren only showed part of his strength. He used the sword instead ofsimultaneously using the sword and the saber. Had he used both weapons along with the superiormartial arts skills, his power would be unimaginable.

However, that was not all the power Darren had. His ace was the use of the demonic internal force,which was more powerful than the internal force of the sword and the saber. What was more, aftertransforming into a demonic mode, his body would become extraordinarily strong. Nevertheless, hewould never use it unless he was facing a death threat. This was Darren's life-saving recourse.Darren was already that powerful at the fifth stage of the Spirit Realm. If he reached the ninth stageof the Spirit Realm, he might not lose in a battle with a cultivator at the early stages of theMysterious Realm.

It was well known that it was hard to challenge a cultivator at the higher stages of your realm, and itwas almost impossible to challenge anyone at a higher realm. In the history of Doriath and amongall the sects, there was no such case where a cultivator at the Spirit Realm had challenged ordefeated a cultivator at the Mysterious Realm.

No matter how strong Darren was or how many cards he had in his hand, it was impossible for himto challenge or defeat a cultivator at the Mysterious Realm. After all, he was only at the fifth stage ofthe Spirit Realm.

Owing to the massive power gaps between realms, Dalton, who was at the ninth stage of the SpiritRealm, was afraid of Jerome.

In the blink of an eye, Darren approached Dalton while brandishing the sword with strong power.The force of Dalton's saber could not be overlooked, considering his unique skills. The sword andthe saber collided at an insane speed, which shook the barren mountain violently, like anearthquake.

"What a perfect sword skill!" Although both Elsa's strength and talent had diminished, she still had agood knowledge of sword skills. She was shocked by Darren's sword skills. "How can he be sostrong?"

Dalton could hardly resist the internal force of Darren's sword, and he was forced to step backquickly. It seemed like he was going to be torn to pieces by it.

"Shoop! Shoop! Shoop!"

As the sword cut Dalton's body, terrible scars appeared.

"What's wrong? What the hell is going on?" Dalton roared, almost in tears, "How could this bastardbe so strong? It's impossible!”

"Bang!"

After trying to resist Darren's attack, Dalton’s body flew like a cannonball and was pinned to themountain wall several hundred feet away.

Jerome could not help but knit his eyebrows tightly at this sight. He started to regard Darren as asignificant threat. Jerome was afraid that Darren might easily defeat him when he reached theMysterious Realm. He had never seen a youngster as talented as Darren.

"If Darren were in the Mysterious Realm, his name would be listed on the “Talent Roll’, which isknown for its authority in judging talents in the continent, including the Holy Lands. Even at mylevel, I won't rank in the first one hundred thousand talents,” muttered Jerome.

"Watch out! Darren!" Elsa, who had kept an eye on the mountain wall where Dalton had beenpinned, suddenly cried out. She saw a bloody figure rushing toward Darren

Darren, who had been focused on Jerome, was alarmed and switched his attention to the figureflying toward him.

"Go to hell, son of a bitch! Ha-ha!"

Dalton, wearing an evil expression, looked hideous with the horrible scars and the blood on his face.Darren did not notice the change in Dalton's aura, until he approached him. It had increasedremarkably.

"Huh? How did the saber in his hand begin to burn with blood?" After muttering these words,Darren took two steps back.

"Ah! The blood essence of a cultivator at the top stage of the Mysterious Realm is attached to thatsaber!" Elsa realized what happened to the saber, as Thomas had once left some of his bloodessence on her sword.

At that time, Thomas had told Elsa that if she were in a life-or-death situation, she could ignite theblood essence of the sword with her own. In that way, her strength would be compressed andincreased at once, and it would be equal to 1 percent of the cultivator's strength at the top stage ofthe Mysterious Realm. Then, her attack could hurt a cultivator at the early stages of the MysteriousRealm, and perhaps, even kill a cultivator at the ninth stage of the Spirit Realm.

Elsa would not have survived in the Black Cliff of Sword Intent had she not ignited the bloodessence on her sword.

"Ha-ha! Dalton ignited the blood essence hiding in the saber. He is going to die with Darren.”Jerome laughed. He could not be more satisfied to see Darren and Dalton die together. Themoment he realized how powerful Darren was, Jerome had decided to kill him before everythingescaped his control.

Darren sensed how strong Dalton was now. With a serious expression, Darren called forth all hisenergy with both the sword and the saber, in his hands.

"Show me what you can do!" Darren yelled and started attacking with the sword and the saber.The sword and the saber danced violently in the air with imposing internal forces. Their charmingbut dangerous traces deeply attracted everyone on site.

The mountains swayed and rumbled, the earth trembled, the sand flew, and the pebbles rolled. Dustcovered the sky. It was like a replay of what had happened when Darren had killed that diabolicbeast.

"He has such terrible power!" Jerome muttered as terror reflected in his eyes. For the first time,Jerome felt scared in Darren's presence.

He had never believed that a cultivator at the fifth stage of the Spirit Realm could be so strong. Hewas shocked and frightened by what he had seen.

The fight between Darren and Dalton became more and more ferocious. Others on site wereimpacted too. Jerome found it more and more difficult to deal with the pressure calmly. He wasforced to take several steps back, and finally, he had to use his vital energy to defend against theenormous pressure.

As for Elsa, she felt the unbearable pressure even before Darren started to move. To avoid beinghurt, she ran as far away as possible. Finally, she hid behind a big mountain. However, the impactcaused by the fight was so significant that she still felt sick and suffered a severe internal injury.

It took a long time for the dust and sand to settle.

In a huge pit, about a hundred feet deep, Darren stood quietly as he gazed at Dalton, who was lyingon the ground. He was fatally wounded. The ground was covered in Dalton's blood.

"Why...why don't you... kill me? I cannot stand the pain any longer. Please, please kill me..." Dalton'sanguished voice echoed in the pit.

"Didn't I tell you that I would make you pay for all the evil things you have done? You deserve all thepain you're feeling. Enjoy it!" Darren said coldly and indifferently.

"Well done, boy!"

said Jerome, as he walked toward Darren, clapping. "You surprised me. I never thought that youwould be so good. I judged you incorrectly before.”

Uttering these words, Jerome's figure flashed and then approached Darren.

When everything calmed down, Elsa ran back to see what was going on. When she saw that Darrenwas safe and sound, she was so happy that she almost burst into tears. But, soon after, she frownedand became worried again. She thought, “Dalton can't survive this, but what about Jerome? Whatshould I do?’

"Jerome, Dalton is a ruthless and shameless guy. Thank you for everything that you have done.Without you, he might have killed us. I'll report this to my father when I return to our sect, and I'msure he will visit and express his gratitude to you," said Elsa. She was trying to probe for Jerome'sreal intentions.

"Ha-ha-ha...” Jerome suddenly burst into laughter and said, "Elsa, don't be so naive. Do you reallythink that I will let Darren go? How can you be so ignorant?

Even if I spare his life, do you think he will survive when he returns to the sect? I'm sure that Alan,that bastard, will tear him to pieces. He is doomed. If I kill him, at least I can try to make it fast andless painful. Clear?" Jerome chuckled, as he reached out and patted Darren's face.

"So, are you telling me that only one of us will leave here alive?" Darren questioned as he quicklyput some distance between himself and Jerome. An overwhelming killing intention emerged inDarren's eyes.

Miles away, Alan was drinking cheerfully with an old man in a palace. All of a sudden, his face paled,and a stream of blood spurted from his mouth. He stood, stumbling and wavering.

"My son... My son was killed... Who killed my son?"

Alan wailed. His grief drove him to the edge of insanity.