Chapter 427: Chapter 426 Thank You
Inside the superior suite.
Shi Xiaole placed three beads of green, blue, and cyan on the table, and positioned a basin of clean water in the moonlight to observe.
Moonlight shimmered on the water.
A pattern appeared on the surface of the clean water, extremely blurry, revealing only vague outlines.
Shi Xiaole combined the three beads pairwise, and discovered that only when the green and cyan beads were combined could they completely outline the Lotus Peak of Yunfeng Domain.
"Green and cyan form a pair, so could it be that the blue bead forms a pair with another bead elsewhere?"
Shi Xiaole shook his head with a bitter smile.
The vast Martial World was beyond imagination. Acquiring three beads had already been his great fortune, he couldn’t expect to collect all the beads, could he?
Who knew how many beads there actually were.
Putting three beads into the system space, Shi Xiaole washed up, fell straight into bed, and went to sleep. He had already received a notice from the Ancient Land Alliance that the remaining two defenders would appear the next day.
The next day, sky had just dawned.
The vicinity of Ancient Land battleground teemed with people. There were clusters of voices discussing excitedly, shouting everywhere.
All those who could enter Ancient Land were far from ordinary, those who could step onto the stage of Ancient Land were the top among experts. Those who could consecutively win two or more battles on the platform were considered first-rate experts in the Martial World.
In the past six months, no one had won more than eight consecutive games. Everyone wanted to see if Shi Xiaole, the rising star, could go further.
Of course, a considerable proportion of people knew the identities of the defenders and were even more interested in today’s competition.
"What True Intent did Shi Xiaole understand and how does he fare against Luo Wenxu and Tan Qingyan?"
In Xuanwu State, there were countless geniuses. Those that could be considered top-tier were naturally extraordinary. Countless past incidents have proven that nearly seventy percent of these people have become top experts in Dragon Gate Realm, and future pillars of the Martial World.
Therefore, for the people, watching the three of them fight gave a sense of witnessing the rise of a top-tier expert.
As soon as the appointed time arrived, Shi Xiaole soared onto the stage.
The referee did not waste any time and declared loudly: "The ninth round begins."
As the words just fell, a handsome young man with golden hairband had already made his way through the crowd and lightly landed in front of Shi Xiaole.
The guardian of the ninth round was none other than the disciple of Tianluo Sect, the ’handsome scholar’ Luo Wenxu.
"If you tell me where Greybone is now, I can spare your some face and won’t let you lose too miserably."
Luo Wenxu hadn’t given up yet and secretly conveyed this message to Shi Xiaole.
In order to stop Shi Xiaole, he had discarded all pride and had voluntarily asked to be placed in the ninth round, in case the latter was defeated by Tan Qingyan ahead of time.
"I told you, I’ve thrown it away."
Shi Xiaole replied.
"Those who go against heaven may yet live, those who go against themselves perish."
Luo Wenxu had murder in his eyes and without wasting any more words he sent his palm flying towards Shi Xiaole. The Vigorous Air released was clearly only from the Dragon Gate Realm first level, but the power was greater than those from Dragon Gate Realm third level that he had dealt with earlier.
Only those who are experts in the Dragon Gate Realm usually practiced lower-tiered top-level internal strength, but their proficiency varied greatly.
As for Luo Wenxu, the twenty-seven year-old had already cultivated his Sect’s supreme skill, an internal strength technique of lower-tier top-level called the ’Tianluo Code’, almost to perfection. His Vigorous Air was naturally far stronger than that of ordinary Dragon Gate Realm experts.
Shi Xiaole avoided it swiftly.
Where he had originally stood, a large hole had been blown by the palm force that didn’t have any cracks around it. The pure power immediately shocked many people.
"Eastern Purple Gas!"
Without any intentions of holding back, Luo Wenxu’s palm suddenly emitted streams of purple lightning.
Every entwining of purple lightning exploded a dazzling purple light that bombarded Shi Xiaole. The speed of the purple lightning itself was even faster, like a purple river roaring forward.
True Intent of Lightning!
Luo Wenxu had mastered, robustly, the highest level of True Intent among the top True Intents, the True Intent of Lightning. This kind of True Intent not only has a huge destructive power, but its speed is no less blinding than the Wind True Intent and is one of the superfast True Intents.
Chh-Chh-Chh...
The area where Shi Xiaole was standing was completely filled by the purple river in the void space. The lightning was finer than silk threads, intersecting each other, not even a mosquito could fly out.
"So strong, stronger than when he fought with Tan Qingyan last time."
"Luo Wenxu’s True Intent of Lightning might be converging to twenty percent."
Top-tier True Intent inherently sets a high starting point and tier than other True Intents. Frankly speaking, One percent of the True Intent of Lightning is equivalent to Two percent of the first-level True Intent, or Three percent of ordinary True Intent.
Paired with Luo Wenxu’s extraordinary internal strength and many unique skills of Tianluo Sect, even a usual Dragon Gate Realm third level expert would not be able to withstand his few moves.
"From the looks of it, senior brother Luo is not in a good mood."
"It’s his fault for daring to provoke Senior Brother Luo, he is bound to meet with a disaster today."
The disciples of Tianluo Sect had expressions as if they were watching a comedy.
Luo Wenxu, who was using the Purple Lightning Palm, was not even belittled by Tan Qingyan of Clear Water Sect. She had to devote all her energy and see how this Shi decides to deal.
"I want to see what capability you have."
Tan Qingyan had an unexpected look on her face.
She could not imagine that the young man in the green shirt, who had watched her whole argument with Luo Wenxu in the store that day, had silently won eight consecutive rounds.
Yet, Luo Wenxu was not an easy opponent, especially after their battle a few days ago. Tan Qingyan could clearly sense that he had made no small improvements.
The purple river still crackled, beating the earth into rifts and crevices. The void was bathed in a purple glow, like a watercolor painting.
"Your speed is not fast enough."
Shi Xiaole appeared three steps away from Luo Wenxu.
"What?"
Luo Wenxu turned his head.
Securing the sword with his thumb, drawing it, and striking, Shi Xiaole’s movements were as fluid as the drifting clouds, completed in the blink of an eye.
Clang!
A gathering of fiery light at the sword’s tip, time seemed to freeze for an instant, then burst forth like a firework.
Luo Wenxu staggered back seven steps, his face filled with astonishment.
Impossible, absolutely impossible, how could his opponent’s speed be so fast?
The whole venue, during Shi Xiaole’s sword thrust, instantly fell silent, terrifyingly quiet.
"Wind True Intent."
Some masters murmured to themselves.
Wind True Intent, a top-level understanding, as powerful as Lightning True Intent. However, what really shocked everyone was Shi Xiaole’s techniques of using the Wind True Intent.
To put it this way, if the Lightning True Intent for Luo Wenxu was like a sharp weapon under his control, then, for Shi Xiaole, the Wind True Intent felt like a part of his own body, easy and free to his flex.
This was a skill gap, so great that even the layman could see clearly.
With the Wind God Leg, Shi Xiaole seemed to become a gust of wind, leaving no trace, his sword qi blending with the wind, an invisible killer.
"Purple Lightning Divine Light!"
Luo Wenxu shouted, pushing forth his palms. Amid the whistling sound, numerous purple lightning snakes sprang out, ferociously covering all directions.
But in the next moment, these lightning snakes fell apart as if hit at their core, scattering into tiny sparks, looking like countless purple glowsticks in the air, pierced through by a green sword qi.
"One sword made contact with all the flaws in this palm?"
Tan Qingyan’s mouth gaped wide open, her beautiful eyes widened in shock.
The disciples of the Clear Water Sect beside her were struck dumb.
Without using his true intent, Shi Xiaole was highly-skilled, a master of diversion and counterattack, displaying a swordsman’s calmness and composure perfectly.
But who could expect, when Shi Xiaole executed true intent, he was so direct and piercing. In this moment, he resembled an unsheathed supreme sword, cold and sharp, taking no rival!
"Electrical Surge!"
Staggering backward, Luo Wenxu had a grim expression.
He was ranked among the top geniuses of the Tianluo Sect, highly regarded in the martial world of Xuanwu, when had he been pressed like this by an unknown minor character?
Numerous purple electric currents bulged out, evoking a sea of electricity, transforming space around Shi Xiaole into a purple field.
Shi Xiaole had only one sword.
With one sword, the sea of electricity was split into two halves, shattered by green sword radiances, as if the fabric voluntarily greeted the dawn knife and broke apart into two halves.
Maybe in most people’s eyes, Luo Wenxu’s true intent, inner strength, martial realm, or even combat skills, were all superior to many low-level masters at the Dragon Gate Realm.
But the cruel reality was, every aspect of Luo Wenxu lagged behind Shi Xiaole more than slightly. In Shi Xiaole’s eyes, his opponent’s flaws were utterly exposed.
This was still valid when Shi Xiaole suppressed his Invisible Gang Qi to the same level as his opponent. Otherwise, if he went all out, three swords should be enough to kill his opponent.
"It’s your fault for pushing me, Tianluo Secret Array!"
With his sleeve ripped apart by the aftermath of the sword qi, Luo Wenxu’s eyes were bloodshot. He yelled to the sky, his palms shadowing and forming an elliptical sphere that exploded with the True Intent of Electricity, shaking the void like a massive bomb.
This was the move he had comprehended after his battle with Tan Qingyan. Originally designed to counter her, he now had no choice but to use it against Shi Xiaole.
"Strong, but useless."
In Shi Xiaole’s eyes, Luo Wenxu had not really integrated the True Intent of Electricity with his techniques. He merely mobilized it, clearly he hadn’t grasped the True Intent of Electricity for long.
With a slight shake of his long sword, numerous green Wind Sword Qi emerged, forming a protective layer, significantly reducing the destructive force of Luo Wenxu’s strike.
"He broke Luo senior brother’s killing move just through technique?"
A few disciples from Tianluo Sect were dumbfounded.
The impact of this move was even stronger than Shi Xiaole defeating Luo Wenxu with absolute power -- five times, even ten times stronger. Who on earth is this guy!
"I will kill you!"
After barely enduring dozens of moves, his pupils constantly swirling, Luo Wenxu rashly used his moving eye technique without considering the consumption of his mental energy for the first time in his life.
"It seems this is all you’ve got. But your palm skills and moves indeed gave me some inspiration, thanks."
Indifferent to the spirit force surging into his brain, Shi Xiaole lifted his eyes. A considerable amount of spirit force instantly crumbled.
The instant following, Shi Xiaole extended his right arm, a green sword light about ten meters long was released, as if it could split open the sky. Many masters standing behind Luo Wenxu felt their hearts tremble and bodies shaking in front of this sword.
Thud!
Luo Wenxu coughed up a mouthful of blood, his body flew back several dozen meters like a scarecrow, eventually landing in a humiliating heap.
