Free Web Novel“Wind Slash!”
A roar echoed.
In a moment of crisis, the Broken Sword was somehow controlled by Xiao Qin and recalled, not only blocking the opponent’s sword but also unleashing a sudden burst of abundant Inner Breath.
A pale green circle of Inner Breath emanated from the Broken Sword, sweeping out in a fan shape.
Inner Breath Projection!
Many people thought of that term.
Xiao Qin had clearly just experienced a Breakthrough, and it was known that many Inner Breath Martial Artists could only achieve this technique in the Jade Liquid Realm.
Immediately, gasps of surprise erupted in the arena.
On the high platform.
“This Xiao Qin is not bad, just a bit low in Realm.”
“He must be one of the top Disciples of Qingyuan Sect in this generation.”
The arrogant young man from Burning Jade Forest spoke indifferently.
“An Inner Breath Realm Qi Condensation at eighteen or nineteen years old—this talent is already extremely high.”
“Of course, he’s still far inferior to you, Yu’er.”
The scholarly middle-aged man beside him said with a faint smile.
The Disciples of Burning Jade Forest showed surprise in their eyes, but not much.
Most of those who followed them to Qingyuan Sect this time came from extraordinary backgrounds, and to them, Xiao Qin was only commendable for his combat talent.
The Crimson Whale Gang members, on the other hand, seemed much more excited. Many of them were from the Jianghu and were quite fond of Xiao Qin’s fighting spirit, with quite a few even cheering him on.
“Xiao Qin was an Outer Sect Disciple before, wasn’t he?”
Qian Bufan had some impression of this young man.
“Hmm, he’s also a child who rose unexpectedly, perhaps he obtained some Opportunity.”
“He has a good relationship with my Disciple Li Mo.”
Xue Jing stroked his beard with a smile and said.
The Elders nodded slightly.
Given Xiao Qin’s performance, regardless of victory or defeat in this battle, he was qualified to be a True Disciple.
The battle in the arena continued.
Xiao Li was no longer a Martial Dao novice.
Thanks to constantly being around Ice Cube and Xiao Jiang, and his beautiful Master’s habit of mentioning who she had beaten when she drank too much, Li Mo had accumulated a lot of insight.
Watching the two figures exchanging blows on the stage.
Li Mo shook his head slightly and said:
“It won’t be easy for Lao Xiao to win.”
Lao Xiao was only evenly matched with an opponent one Realm higher than him by relying on Inner Breath Projection, but this method consumed a lot of energy.
Xie Lan'ai was clearly not a fool without combat experience and had already noticed this, beginning to fight by relying on her excellent Movement.
Ying Bing withdrew her gaze, lowered her eyes, and drank tea: ƒrēewebnovel.com
“Three breaths.”
No sooner had she spoken.
Not too much, not too little.
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Xiao Qin suddenly released his strength, and with a pale face, cupped his hands:
“Senior Sister, I lost.”
Xie Lan'ai stopped her movements, not even sparing him a glance.
She walked off the stage without a word, going to meditate alone.
Qian Bufan’s booming voice echoed throughout the arena:
“Xie Lan'ai, wins!”
“Xiao Qin, enters the loser’s bracket! If he loses the next match, he will be eliminated.”
For fairness and impartiality, the Nine Peaks Martial Meet was not a single-elimination tournament; one needed to lose two consecutive matches to be eliminated, ensuring a relatively reasonable outcome.
Of course, if one encountered an opponent far stronger than themselves twice in a row, they could only consider themselves unlucky.
With the first match being so exciting, the atmosphere instantly became even more heated.
Qian Bufan patted the bronze beast again, causing two waist tokens to fall from its ox mouth.
“Next battle.”
“Inner Sect Disciple Lu Bai, against....”
“Ruyi Peak’s Lin Jiang!”
....
This was a battle with little suspense.
If one had to describe this match, it could only be said that it truly made everyone realize the gap between an Inner Sect Disciple and a True Disciple.
Lin Jiang’s spear Move was like a Dragon, his Qi and blood surging.
The opponent used the same Move, but within ten exchanges, Lin Jiang swept him off the stage «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» with the shaft of his spear.
After bowing to his opponent, he didn't look at the high platform but instead looked towards where the Disciples were seated.
Only after seeing that familiar figure did a smile appear on his face.
“Lao Lin has also made great progress recently.”
Li Mo met his gaze and returned a smile.
He had occasionally met Lin Jiang recently and had even discussed Martial Arts issues with him.
Xiao Li suddenly felt a bit emotional.
Watching the people he had helped shine brightly, it was like... a sense of accomplishment from a simulation game?
“Lin Jiang wins!”
“Next match.....”
....
An hour passed.
During this time, Murong Xiao also appeared on stage once, winning with a great advantage and attracting much attention and praise.
“He is the most outstanding Genius of this generation, isn’t he?”
The arrogant young man from Burning Jade Forest was eager to try, looking as if he had met a worthy opponent. If the rules hadn’t forbidden it, he looked like he wanted to go up and fight a match.
“After the Nine Peaks Martial Meet, you can go find him for a spar.”
The scholarly middle-aged man said.
The Young Master in blood-colored robes from the Crimson Whale Gang had a look of keen interest in his eyes.
“Ming Jiaolong Physique? The demonic nature is controlled so well?”
“His body is faintly golden, and this peaceful aura seems like Buddhist Martial Arts.”
“Interesting.....”
Seeing his interest, the Ziyang Prefecture Lord lowered his voice and said:
“Young Master, this young man is a Murong family Disciple; he will likely return to Fu City.”
“Understood.”
The Young Master in blood-colored robes nodded indifferently.
It was strange; his attitude, as a Crimson Whale Gang Disciple, towards a Prefecture Lord was so casual.
“Han He has taught a good Disciple.”
“Murong Xiao is indeed extraordinarily talented, an excellent Body Refining candidate. If his forging talent is good, my Qingyuan Sect will have another Grand Craftsman.”
“The peculiarity of his Physique will become even stronger when he reaches the Guan Shen Realm; that’s when he will truly shine.”
Listening to the envy of his colleagues, Elder Han He’s bark-like face also broke into a smile.
Murong Xiao was indeed the Disciple with the best chance of taking over his burden.
He was quite lucky.....
“Murong Xiao.....”
“Is that the young man who always follows my Baby Disciple around, calling him ‘Brother Li’?”
A rather ill-timed question came from a certain Qunyu Peak Lord.
“Hmm, his relationship with my Disciple is indeed quite good.”
Xue Jing also said with a smile.
As fellow Disciples of Qingyuan Sect, the Elders naturally preferred to see excellent Disciples having harmonious relationships, so they could work together when facing future challenges.
The only one who probably didn't feel pleased was.....
Creak.
Elder Han He’s smile froze, and with a forceful grip, he almost crushed the armrest of his chair.
The most outstanding Disciple of Shenbing Peak was Li Mo’s follower.
The divine weapon of Shenbing Peak was also in that boy’s hands.
Why did he feel more and more annoyed the more he thought about it?
Wasn't this a kind of.....
“Hmph, Junior Sister Shang Wu, it’s too early for you to be happy now.”
“This old man knows that you bet on Qunyu Peak ranking first among all peaks. I don’t know where you got the courage!”
As soon as his voice fell.
The Elders’ gazes swept towards Shang Wu, their eyes carrying a degree of confusion, meaning nothing more than:
‘We know you’re usually disorganized, but this is too disorganized, isn’t it?’
‘How dare you?’
‘My Disciple is still a child.’
Actually.....
When Shang Wu remembered that Xiao Bing’er wasn’t a Qunyu Peak Disciple, she went through three stages.
Disbelief, then regret, and finally..... resignation.
Since the outcome couldn’t be changed, then let it be.....
Shang Wu took a sip of wine indifferently, not caring much:
“Because I believe in my Baby Disciple.”
The Elders: “!”
Why was she so confident? This wasn’t like her!
Everyone knew Shang Wu was greedy for money and wouldn’t act without seeing profit, yet she dared to place such a heavy bet on her Disciple.
Could it be..... that sole seedling of Qunyu Peak truly had some astonishing trump card?
Elder Han He fell into deep thought.
That boy wouldn’t possibly.....
Be able to use the divine weapon already?
....
The exchanges between Martial Artists were actually not that flashy; if there was a gap in strength, it was a simple matter to determine the victor.
Moreover, this was a sparring match between fellow Disciples, not a life-and-death struggle.
Soon, another match ended.
Qian Bufan patted the bronze ox again:
“Next match.”
“Luoxia Peak’s Xie Lan'ai, against....”
“Qingyuan Main Peak’s Ying Bing!”
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