Free Web NovelChapter 86: Chapter 86: Fighting Muu Yao
The recent exchange of blows had seemed evenly matched, but Qin Ya knew that the man before him, Muu Yao, hadn’t used his full strength. Even so, it had still forced him to go all out.
This man’s combat prowess definitely surpassed that of countless Martial Artists of the same Realm. In fact, if even an Intermediate Teacher from the Academy like Liuu Bin were to fight him to the death, Qin Ya believed the one to die would absolutely be Liuu Bin.
"I said it before. I’m Muu Xue’s brother, Muu Yao." Muu Yao smiled faintly. "I just came to see what kind of skills the man my sister has taken a liking to possesses." ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
His words were meant to convey why Muu Xue believed Qin Ya could cure Muui Yunlie’s poison. But to Qin Yuxiang and Leng Ningshuang, the meaning was completely different. Leng Ningshuang looked at Qin Ya, her tone tinged with a hint of jealousy as she said, "Brother Qin, you’re quite the casanova. Her brother has already come knocking on your door. What are you going to do now?"
Qin Yuxiang smiled, looking at Qin Ya teasingly. "Xiaoya is all grown up, getting more and more outstanding. You’re so good at charming girls now. It makes your aunt so proud."
Qin Ya was baffled. ’What?! My relationship with Muu Xue is a completely innocent one between a teacher and a student, I swear! What the hell is this damn guy talking about?’ His eyes flashed with a cold light as he said, "You’d better explain yourself clearly. What exactly do you mean?"
Muu Yao knew he had misspoken, but he didn’t know how to explain himself. He couldn’t speak about the strange poison afflicting his father. Suddenly, an idea struck him. "Oh, uh, what I meant was, I came to see what kind of skills the man my sister *admires* has."
The moment he said that, Leng Ningshuang huffed and walked into the pavilion without looking back. Qin Yuxiang also glanced at Qin Ya. "Xiaoya, be a good host to our guest." Then she walked inside with a smile.
A dangerous, cold light glinted in Qin Ya’s dark eyes. He retrieved the pitch-black Ghost Cloud Pan Dragon Spear from his Storage Ring and said icily, "Don’t worry. I will be sure to... *entertain* him well!"
’The more I say, the more mistakes I make.’ Muu Yao shook his head helplessly. His gaze then fell upon the black spear in Qin Ya’s hands, and he said with excitement, "That’s a fine spear. There aren’t many Martial Artists in the Imperial Capital who use one."
"And I happen to be one of them."
With a flash of light, a pure white spear appeared. A White Tiger was carved into the shaft, and the spearhead extended from the tiger’s mouth. Muu Yao gripped his weapon, his aura majestic as he announced, "Its name is Snow Tiger. I await your instruction."
"Snow Tiger?" Qin Ya gave an indifferent smile. "Interesting. My spear is the Ghost Cloud Pan Dragon Spear. It seems this will be a battle between a dragon and a tiger!"
"Haha, come on!"
Muu Yao laughed heartily, his figure flickering. In the blink of an eye, his spear had already thrust out from the void. Qin Ya’s eyes narrowed. With a twist of his wrist, he swung his own spear, knocking the white one aside before swiftly counter-attacking!
SWOOSH...
Black and white intertwined—the battle of dragon and tiger!
The surrounding space filled with countless spear afterimages. The piercing aura pressed down on the void, creating faint ripples. The clang of metal was incessant. The two men, each wielding a single spear, fought with the momentum of a battle between armies of thousands, the sheer scale of it immense.
Muu Yao had fought in wars for years with his spear. His exquisite Spear Technique had long been honed to perfection on the battlefield. Once, while in the Profound Origin Realm, he had charged alone on horseback into an army of a thousand men to take the enemy general’s head, terrifying the opposing forces into surrendering and abandoning their armor.
His mastery of Spear Technique was, without a doubt, the best among the younger generation in the Imperial Capital. Even the old veterans of the army willingly conceded his superiority.
As for Qin Ya, he had used a spear as his weapon in his past life, studying it for a hundred years. His mastery of Spear Technique had already reached the pinnacle of a Master. It was natural and flawless, every move flowing like water, each one perfected to the highest degree, utterly without weakness.
Point, lift, sweep, chop, flick...
The fusion of these extremely simple, fundamental Spear Techniques was like a stroke of divine inspiration, completely unfathomable, neutralizing Muu Yao’s offensive without a trace.
Despite the depth of Muu Yao’s Spear Technique, he felt thoroughly outclassed. He couldn’t help but be shocked, his heart filled with utter disbelief. ’This is insane!’ he marveled inwardly. ’How can this kid’s Spear Technique be so exquisite? It’s even more profound than mine! Unbelievable.’
CLANG CLANG CLANG...
The sound of striking spears was like rain drumming on banana leaves—continuous and unrelenting.
Seeing his Spear Technique was inferior and he was gradually being put at a disadvantage, Muu Yao began to circulate his True Essence. His Body Technique changed, his footsteps becoming divine and unpredictable. In coordination with the spear in his hands, his Spear Technique seemed to have been sublimated.
Countless spear gleams swept forward like a torrential downpour.
"A Body Technique Martial Skill, heh. Chasing Wind and Shadow!"
Seeing Muu Yao execute a Body Technique Martial Skill, Qin Ya showed no weakness. He unleashed Chasing Wind and Shadow, his figure becoming like the wind, or perhaps more like a floating feather, flickering ceaselessly amidst the downpour as his Black Spear continuously thrust out.
CLANG... The two figures separated in an instant. Muu Yao looked down at the several rips in his black robes, then at Qin Ya, who was still pristine in his white clothes, and suddenly burst out laughing. "Haha! Excellent, excellent! What fine Spear Technique! In terms of pure Spear Technique, I have lost. I am utterly convinced of my defeat."
Qin Ya gave an indifferent smile as he looked at Muu Yao, a strange light flashing in his eyes.
He could tell that from beginning to end, Muu Yao hadn’t used his full strength. He had been suppressing his Cultivation, fighting with power at a Realm similar to his own. It had to be said, this was an honorable and proud man.
Otherwise, he feared it would have been difficult to even injure him.
But this only made Muu Yao’s strength more apparent. Within the same Realm, Qin Ya himself rarely met his match. He hadn’t expected Muu Yao to be able to fight him for so long. Such combat prowess was truly peerless among the younger generation of the Imperial Capital.
"You’re not bad either," Qin Ya said indifferently.
"It’s been a long time since I’ve had such a satisfying fight. Again!"
Just as Muu Yao was about to make another move, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared before them. Muu Xue’s silhouette instantly arrived between the two men. Her clear eyes stared intently at Muu Yao as she said, "Brother, why are you here? And why do you look like this..."
At this moment, Muu Yao was holding a white spear, his clothes were tattered, and his eyes glinted with War Intent, as if he had just been through a great battle—which was, in fact, the case. He rubbed his nose and said, "Xue’er, why are you here so soon?"
Feng Ling had also arrived. She looked at Muu Yao with surprise on her face. "Huh? Brother Muu, what are you doing here?"
"Hmph, why is he here? Isn’t it obvious?" Muu Xue snorted coldly, her pretty face showing considerable anger. "Do you have so little faith in your own sister? You actually came all the way here to cause trouble for Teacher Qin. I’m definitely telling Father when I get back."
Muu Yao instantly panicked. "No, don’t, Xue’er! I just came here to have a friendly spar with Teacher Qin, that’s all. If you don’t believe me, ask him."
Looking at Muu Yao, who was winking and making faces at him, Qin Ya gave an indifferent smile. "It’s true. He really did just come to spar with me."
But how could Muu Xue not see the real reason? She shot Muu Yao a fierce glare, then turned to Qin Ya. "I’m sorry, I hope you don’t mind. I apologize to you on his behalf."
"Alright, alright, I was in the wrong." How could Muu Yao let his sister take the blame for him? He slowly walked forward, cupped his fist toward Qin Ya, and said, "I was reckless. I hope Teacher Qin can forgive me."
