Chapter 340: Chapter 339: Is this kid even human?
"Boy, if you’re wise, surrender obediently. Otherwise, once I capture you, I’ll kill everyone on this ship."
Wan Donglai, gripping his knuckles, simply regarded Shi Xiaole as a prey that can be bullied at will.
The opponent, relying on a lower quality spiritual sword, had barely defeated Zhuo Yang, who was in the sixth level of the Spiritual-Passage Realm. Half a year has passed, and his strength is almost on par with the peak of Spiritual-Passage Realm seventh level. I could easily defeat him.
"If I surrender, will you spare them?"
Asked Shi Xiaole.
Wan Donglai laughed, "The men will be sent to mine ores, and the women will all be used to warm my bed. Heh, don’t blame me for being ruthless. At least they can keep their lives."
"Bastard!"
The crowd began to curse. How much better is such a fate than death?
Wan Donglai stepped forward towards Shi Xiaole. With every step he took, his aura became stronger, and by the end, everyone on the ship was left speechless, feeling as if a huge stone was pressing down on their chests.
"So powerful."
The experts of Heavenly Wood Fortress turned pale. From their perspective, this was a crushing power disparity.
"You should not have come."
Shi Xiaole shook his head.
"Oh? Why not?"
Wan Donglai was amused. He wasn’t sure whether to praise the boy’s courage or pity his ignorance.
He liked to let his opponents be smug for a while, then hit them hard, stepping on them like a stray dog. So, he deliberately suppressed his cultivation to the seventh level of the Spiritual-Passage Realm.
I wonder how this boy’s expression will change when he finds out he’s been tricked.
"Because if you do, you will die."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Xiaole made his move. His fingers drew together and flicked forward, as if pulling on a string.
The next moment.
Pu.
A head rolled onto the ground, and until his death, Wan Donglai still wore a smug expression on his face.
Given his arrogance and underestimation of his opponent, and his true inferiority to Shi Xiaole, it is no surprise that he ended up being killed instantly.
"Master Wan!"
People on the opposite large ship were dumbfounded.
What happened? Didn’t Master Wan have everything under control? How could he end up decapitated in the blink of an eye? The sudden reversal of the situation left many people’s minds spinning, leaving them in shock for quite a while.
"His strength?"
Zhuo Yang was shocked, and amidst the shock, a ridiculous joy arose in him.
Now that Wan Donglai is dead, among the many Masters, who will compete with him for the position of Hall Master?
Although he was overjoyed, Zhuo Yang was quick to react and pretended to be very angry, "Hall Master Jin, Master Wan shouldn’t have died in vain. We must severely punish this boy!"
Jin Cheng’s face twitched, his eyes filled with murderous rage.
He was ordered to capture Shi Xiaole this time, but not only did he fail to do so, he even lost the most dominant Master in the process. Remembering the potential reprimand he could receive upon returning to the island, Jin Cheng harbored deep hatred for Shi Xiaole.
Boom!
A surge of energy exploded, and Jin Cheng flew out from the cabin, landing on the bow of the ship like a large bird. His aura was at least twice as powerful as Wan Donglai’s, causing the experts of Heavenly Wood Fortress to feel suffocated even from several tens of meters away.
"Boy, if you don’t leave a way out for others, you are cutting off your own retreat."
Jin Cheng squinted.
He was determined to give Shi Xiaole a severe lesson this time. Even if he couldn’t kill him, he was going to humiliate him in order to vent his anger.
"You’re in the mid-stage of the Spiritual-Passage Realm? Excellent."
A sword intent that pierces the sky, centered around Shi Xiaole, began to spread wildly in all directions.
In a flash, the pressure Jin Cheng had released onto the ship was like a punctured bag, full of holes. The pressure on everyone onboard the ship was instantly relieved.
"You’ve advanced to the Spiritual-Passage Realm?"
Jin Cheng was taken aback.
Wasn’t he only at the early stage of the Xuanqi Realm nine half a year ago? How could he have reached the mid-stage of the Spiritual-Passage Realm? How did this boy cultivate?
Moreover, even if he was at the mid-stage of the Spiritual-Passage Realm, his sword intent should not have been so powerful! Jin Cheng had met many experts in the second and third levels of the Spiritual-Passage Realm, and a good number of them were not as strong as Shi Xiaole.
Of course, the reason why his pressure was broken was mainly because it had spread to dozens of meters away, greatly reducing its power. This gave Shi Xiaole the opportunity to show his prowess.
"So what if I’ve advanced? I don’t believe I can’t subdue you."
Jin Cheng roared and flew forward, gripping the axe that was at his waist and swinging it heavily.
As soon as the powerful axe light appeared, the sea beneath his feet was immediately split, creating a deep scar that extended all the way to the bow of the ship where Shi Xiaole was standing.
With the Redfire Sword in hand, Shi Xiaole swept out his blade, displaying the Death Claiming Thirteen Strikes.
In the loud noise, a water pillar three meters thick and several tens of meters high exploded from the center of the sea between the two, scattering into a huge mist of water.
Shi Xiaole’s arm felt numb. He retreated from the mid-air above the sea, his defenses wide open.
"Gold Mountain Falling Jade Pillar!"
After the first move, with a cold expression on his face, Jin Cheng released the second one.
This time the axe light was halved, but it was more substantial. A cold light shimmered on the blade of the axe, dragging a straight white glow in the air that was difficult to dissipate.
Thump!
The surface of the water exploded, and all the ships gently swayed once.
"He shouldn’t die that easily, right?"
Jin Cheng muttered coldly, somewhat regretting that his action might have been too harsh.
"What do you think?"
The voice echoed above his head.
Looking up in surprise, Jin Cheng discovered that Shi Xiaole who should have been hacked into the sea, was hovering dozens of meters high above the ocean’s surface, with his feet dangling in the air, and his black hair fluttering slightly.
"Wind Rolling Building Remains."
Shi Xiaole’s body spun quickly, creating a memorable scene that left everyone astounded. The sea water churned violently, eventually swirling around Shi Xiaole, forming a ten-meter-high water tornado, which charged fiercely towards Jin Cheng.
Jin Cheng’s face changed drastically, the water tornado’s momentum was strong, but it posed no threat to him. What truly unsettled him was Shi Xiaole’s suddenly displayed speed, which had reached a level that even he couldn’t catch up with.
"Axe Falling Shakes the Heaven and Earth!"
Summoning all his internal power, Jin Cheng held the axe with both hands, and as he swung it, dense axe lights covered the sky, hacking from above and below towards Shi Xiaole.
Jin Cheng had comprehended a very rare Folding Intent Realm. Such an Intent Realm was especially effective against martial artists with superior flying skills and when it was incorporated into any technique, it would produce a wide area of group attacks.
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop...
The sound of successive explosions echoed as golden axe lights hit thin air, some striking Shi Xiaole’s afterimages, while others chopped against each other forming a terrifying golden scene with the chaotic Vigorous Air between the two ships.
Shi Xiaole moved like a fish in the painting, flowing through the wind.
While the golden axe was fast, his figure was faster. Eventually, every gap was filled with axe light and human shadows, immediately shattering into pieces which confounded the spectators on both sides, as their minds struggled to keep up.
Seventy-five percent comprehension of Wind Intent Realm along with the Wind God Leg technique, made Shi Xiaole’s speed surpass those of ordinary Spiritual-Passage Realm peak masters by a significant margin. So much so that ordinary techniques had difficulty even touching him, let alone hurting him.
"What is that leg technique?"
Greed flashed through Jin Cheng’s eyes. If he could learn such a leg technique, he would not have to fear even the Spiritual-Passage Realm ninth peak masters.
"Wind God Leg."
"What a formidable Wind God Leg."
The two of them clashed over the sea, causing turbulent waves wherever they went. Often, as soon as one huge wave rose, it was immediately engulfed by another one.
Thick mist carrying the unique scent of the sea spread in all directions, appearing to cover the glow of the red dusk at the horizon. The seagulls far away were alarmed by the commotion and dared not approach.
"Damn scum!"
Jin Cheng’s complexion darkened increasingly.
Before coming, he had speculated that Shi Xiaole would have some cards up his sleeves and had considered the possibility of him fleeing. However, what he hadn’t anticipated was Shi Xiaole’s ability to put up such a fight.
Shi Xiaole’s Wind God Leg was indeed a supreme leg technique. Even though he, Jin Cheng, had the upper hand in the attack, he just couldn’t defeat him.
"Is this kid even human?"
Zhuo Yang’s eyes on the huge ship were wide open.
Half a year ago, Shi Xiaole could only beat him using a low-grade spiritual sword. Now, it would probably just take one move.
With a cultivation of the Spiritual-Passage Realm first stage, comparable to the Spiritual-Passage Realm ninth stage grandmasters, Shi Xiaole’s actions had started making Zhuo Yang question his own life.
"Brother Shi, truly the most exciting and unexpected person I have ever seen in my life. I have a premonition, in the future he will surely dazzle and dominate the world!"
Among the masters of the Heavenly Wood Fortress, someone couldn’t help but exclaim loudly.
The young masters and young ladies were in awe, staring intently at the ethereal figure in a green robe on the ocean, drifting as if he were a celestial being.
"It’s you who forced me to use my final move, Axe Breaks Mountains and Oceans!"
After hundreds of stances, Jin Cheng roared skyward, his body almost drained of all its internal power, all of which fused into this axe that seemed capable of splitting mountains and oceans.
The waves had never been so fierce, like the gaping mouth of a sea creature, trying to swallow Shi Xiaole and the two massive ships behind him.
Whoosh!
With a face as calm as can be, Shi Xiaole withdrew his body. Avoiding the axe light, a dense streak of black and red Sword Qi surged forth with him, rolling and crushing the opposite axe shadow.
The sea surface exploded repeatedly along the way, the water splashes that were pierced by the dense Sword Qi instantly shattered into mist. At a glance, this mist seemed more transparent than the mist elsewhere, like a thin layer of steam on the surface of a mirror in the sky.
In the past six months, aside from spiritual power, Shi Xiaole’s greatest gain had been comprehending seventy percent of the Death Claiming Fifteenth Sword.
The Sword Qi of death had finally become more pure and ultimate. Everything, be it living beings, vegetation, water, or even a speck of dust, as long as it was hit by the Sword Qi, it would be shattered, losing all vitality.
As his understanding deepened, Shi Xiaole felt more and more that the power of this sword was beyond what could be encompassed by a second-rate high-grade sword technique.
Do not forget that Yan Shisan, who had just understood the Death Claiming Fifteenth Sword, chose to end his own life. He never had the chance to truly unleash the potential of this sword!
Crack, crack.
The collision of the axe shadow and the Sword Qi scattered Vigorous Air in all directions, and massive waves rose and fell, swashing on the sea surface within dozens of meters. The spreading force even caused the two large ships not far away to sway violently.
"Kid, I’ll spare your life for today. If you’re brave enough, state your name."
Seeing his killer move fail, Jin Cheng got the intention to retreat. Based solely on himself, he was no match for Shi Xiaole. Only a master of the vice island master’s level would be able to handle him.
Fortunately, being located in this sea area, Shi Xiaole couldn’t escape. Sooner or later, he would end up as Wuhui Island’s captive.
"The dead don’t have the privilege to know my name."
Clear about his current strength, Shi Xiaole no longer hesitated. He executed the Wind God Leg technique, and suddenly, a silver bead with swirling cold energy appeared in his hand. As he infused it with his internal power, he casually tossed it towards Jin Cheng.
Boom!
The cold energy within the silver bead exploded under the impact, encasing Jin Cheng’s body in a layer of frost even before he could react. The sword light flashed, and his head shot high into the air.
