Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

Chapter 781: Chapter 781 Wind Devil’s Thousand Army_1

Wang Si Ru was a mature Heavenly Pulse Warrior.

Whereas Ling Xiao’s displayed cultivation level was that of a growing Heavenly Pulse Warrior.

Therefore, this Wang Si Ru didn’t take him seriously at all.

”Moon Hua Sect? Isn’t that the lowest-ranked sect? Lucky me, this point is in the bag!”

After muttering to himself, Wang Si Ru suddenly moved his feet and swung his Curved Moon Blade, striking directly at Ling Xiao’s head with a swift chop.

The attack was very fast and powerful.

Although the move was neither flashy nor tricky, because it was so fast, it wasn’t easy to dodge.

The blade light flickered like a streak of silver ribbon, menacing and terrifying.

Ling Xiao stood there without moving, his terrifying Slaughter Will, along with Sword Intent, released, piercing into the opponent’s heart like a sharp blade.

”No——!”

While Wang Si Ru’s blade was still in midair, he suddenly spit blood onto the blade and then crashed heavily to the ground.

”Such fearsome will!”

The judges of group ten were astonished by the scene.

Since the competition began, apart from Mo Wu Shang, only Ling Xiao had managed to defeat his opponents with such casual ease.

”What a pity. Given Mo Wu Shang’s presence, Ling Xiao is destined not to go far on this path,” one judge sighed with regret.

It is said that in ancient times, there were two great masters, ’Liang’ and ’Yu,’ who were equally matched in strength. Unfortunately, in every affair, ’Yu’ always fell a step short of ’Liang,’ and in the end, ’Yu’ was infuriated to death by Zhu Ge Liang.

The judge’s words were a reference to this historical anecdote.

As for the authenticity of this anecdote, it’s hard to verify due to the passage of time.

But the judge’s comment clearly indicated that he felt Ling Xiao could not compare with Mo Wu Shang in terms of talent for Soul Secret Techniques.

Hearing the judge’s words, Ling Xiao merely smiled faintly and turned to walk off the Martial Arts Platform.

Meanwhile, his opponent Wang Si Ru had already been carried off the platform.

In fact, Wang Si Ru’s injuries were not serious. The key issue was that he had been scared stiff by Ling Xiao. He would probably be fine after a bit of rest.

”What was that idiot Wang Si Ru doing? Did he take a bribe from the Moon Hua Sect?”

The judge, being a Cave Heaven Realm powerhouse, could see that Ling Xiao had used Soul Power. However, most martial artists did not possess such a high cultivation level, so they were unaware of what Ling Xiao actually did.

They even thought Wang Si Ru had thrown the match.

This included Yan Lie Huo who harbored the same assumption.

But since the judge was silent, their dissatisfaction was futile.

”Ling Xiao wins!

Next up, Fengmo Ting and Po Qian Jun, please take the stage!”

As the voice of the group ten judge fell, their section was suddenly filled with an uproar of voices.

Even many spectators turned to look in their direction.

Ling Xiao recognized Po Qian Jun. Indeed, he was strong.

However, it seemed that the audience’s attention was not on him, but rather on Fengmo Ting.

”Fengmo Ting is finally stepping up. Ranked nineteenth in the last Martial Arts Festival. In group ten, he’s the strongest!”

”That’s right. To prevent the top twenty from meeting too early, each of the ten groups, during the division, had two players from the top twenty ranks. Our group ten has Fengmo Ting, ranked nineteenth, and Zhai Juan, ranked second.”

”These two are likely to be the ones with the highest points in our group in the end. There shouldn’t be any surprises.”

”Po Qian Jun, I heard, is a warrior from the Dragon Sky Academy. Wonder how strong he is and whether he can last ten moves against Fengmo Ting?”

”Unlikely. Po Qian Jun is just a newcomer. Forget ten moves—if he can survive even four or five moves under Fengmo Ting, he should be thankful.”

The murmurings of the crowd made Ling Xiao reveal a hint of a smile.

Should newcomers be underestimated?

Although Po Qian Jun did not make it into the top six during the preliminaries, his strength was definitely above that of Fengmo Ting.

Ling Xiao was fully confident.

As for that Fengmo Ting, with his typical Ninja Clan attire, his appearance was rather sinister, with a dark aura swirling around the space between his eyebrows, a sign of frequently slaughtering the innocent.

Without resolving it early, he feared it would eventually lead to demonic possession.

Towards such a person, Ling Xiao had no good feelings, but his judgement was not influenced by his own emotions.

After all, Po Qian Jun had even tried to kill him in the True Demon Forbidden Land, so he had no fondness for him either.

But when it came to strength, Po Qian Jun indeed had the upper hand, there was no doubt about that.

This guy even used a sword, the same type as Ling Xiao.

Standing there, he exuded an aura of destruction and ruin.

If he was not mistaken, this scoundrel must have comprehended Destruction Sword Intent!

Ling Xiao watched the two with great interest.

On the Martial Arts Platform.

The two stood over ten meters apart, their faces brimming with strong confidence.

”Po Qian Jun, considering you’re a disciple of Dragon Sky Academy, just admit defeat voluntarily, to avoid an ugly scene,”

Fengmo Ting looked at Po Qian Jun and spoke indifferently.

His tone was filled with strong confidence and haughtiness.

”Hahahaha!”

Po Qian Jun suddenly burst into laughter.

”What are you laughing at?”

Fengmo Ting frowned and said.

”I’m laughing at you, you fool, you won’t last more than three moves against me!”

As soon as these words came out, it was as if a pot of boiling water had been thrown into the crowd.

Not only the contestants from group ten, but also the surrounding audience scoffed at Po Qian Jun’s words.

Was this guy too shameless? He did not even make it to the top six in the preliminaries, likely weaker than Yan Lie Huo, yet he dared to speak like this in front of Fengmo Ting?

Who was Fengmo Ting?

He was the twentieth ranked in the last event, while Yan Lie Huo was only fifty-first.

Even within the Heavenly King Sect, Fengmo Ting was ranked sixth among the top ten core disciples.

In terms of cultivation level, he was not inferior to Mo Wu Shang, Dao Wuming, and the others. The martial arts he practiced were also the Jade Martial Arts of the Heavenly King Sect, which definitely belonged to the top tier among the martial artists at this stage.

It was just that his fame was not as prominent.

What qualifications did this Po Qian Jun have to look down on him?

”Interesting!”

Fengmo Ting, provoked by Po Qian Jun’s words, laughed out of extreme irritation, ”I originally thought we were from the same side and didn’t want to lay a hand on you, but you really don’t know what’s good for you. You say you’ll defeat me in three moves? I’m not that conceited, but within five moves, I’ll definitely make you leave the Martial Arts Platform.”

”Stop the nonsense and just get started.”

Po Qian Jun was still holding back his frustration.

The reason he did not become one of the last six people in the preliminaries was not that he was weaker than those six, but rather he was tricked by the phantom figure that appeared last.

Talking about it was a bit shameful, and he did not want to mention it again. Now, he just wanted to demonstrate his strength as soon as possible in the finals, to make those people realize that he, Po Qian Jun, was no cowardly loser.

Unfortunately for Fengmo Ting, he became the stepping stone for Po Qian Jun to prove himself.

”I’ll accommodate you!”

Fengmo Ting sneered, and with a flash of light from his Storage Ring, a narrow Curved Moon Blade used by the Ninja Clan appeared in his hand.

With a slight flick of his wrist, the blade suddenly unleashed numerous bird-shaped Thunder and Lightning blade energies that pounced towards Po Qian Jun.

Each blade energy was mixed with a terrifying intent of thunder and lightning; although not very powerful, it posed a great threat to martial artists below the Heavenly Man Realm.