Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

Chapter 789: Chapter 789 Bravely Breaking Through Thousands of Troops_1

”Annihilate!”

Ling Xiao pointed a finger, and the ferocious Sword Qi instantly collapsed, completely dissipating into nothingness.

”How could it be so powerful!”

Po Qian Jun’s gaze flickered, his face showing shock.

His strongest Sword Techniques, his terrifying moves, had once defeated many young masters, yet in front of Ling Xiao, they seemed utterly insignificant.

He couldn’t believe it was real.

”If that’s all you’ve got, then you have no chance.”

The smile on Ling Xiao’s face remained bright.

”Hmph, since that’s so, let me give you a taste of despair!”

Po Qian Jun snorted coldly, not just showing off.

After his time in the True Demon Forbidden Land, he had comprehended the Destruction Sword Intent, integrating it into his powerful Thunderhawk Martial Spirit, unleashing a destructive force that even he found terrifying.

Only because this force was too strong, and with limited time, he had not fully mastered it yet.

Against ordinary opponents, it was still possible to practice, but facing Ling Xiao, he dared not attempt it rashly.

Now, however, he had no choice but to use it.

Because Ling Xiao’s strength exceeded his expectations, unless he used the Destruction Sword Intent, he would have difficulty winning.

Channeling the Sword Intent, the Thunderhawk Martial Spirit behind him began to transform, its body’s lightning flickering more wildly, as if wanting to obliterate everything in the world.

The next moment, Po Qian Jun thrust his sword towards Ling Xiao.

Without moving his body, the phantom Thunderhawk behind him turned into a Sword Qi that tore through the sky, its dazzling light sparkling mid-air and the resonating cry of the hawk, shaking the entire arena.

”Decent power, but it’s a pity that your Sword Intent is nothing more than a fledgling in front of me, utterly meaningless!”

Facing Po Qian Jun, Ling Xiao didn’t even need to use the three great wills, he could handle it easily with just his Body Movement Technique and moves.

The Sword Qi kept coming, but it couldn’t touch Ling Xiao at all.

This scene had the audience below exclaiming in surprise, every time the Sword Qi seemed poised to strike Ling Xiao, he would easily avoid it.

It was as if he could predict everything.

”It’s time to end this!”

Ling Xiao fought only when the battle was meaningful, and would continue.

Fighting Po Qian Jun had no meaning, victory was all that mattered.

Originally, he intended to see if Po Qian Jun had any trump card moves he hadn’t used, so that he could make some progress under pressure.

But now it seemed that Po Qian Jun was not as strong as he had imagined.

Too disappointing.

Po Qian Jun’s face was very ugly, filled with anger and unwillingness at this moment.

”Don’t hold back, or you’ll never have the chance to stay on stage again!”

Feng Yaorao suddenly shouted.

”Well then, this move was originally meant for the Sixth Young Master of Holy Dynasty, but now you are qualified enough for me to use it!”

Po Qian Jun took a deep breath, the terrifying Sword Intent surrounding him.

The phantom behind him gradually merged into his body, his body beginning to change.

”Martial Soul Transformation?”

Ling Xiao asked.

”Exactly! And it is the eighth form of Martial Soul Transformation, my strength will increase by more than eighty percent, and my Sword Intent will become even stronger! You have no chance now!”

In the midst of transforming, Po Qian Jun was filled with intense confidence; his earlier anger and unwillingness had vanished, replaced by an incredibly strong self-assurance.

At this moment, he stood there like a ferocious Thunderhawk charged with the breath of thunder and lightning, sending chills down one’s spine just by being present.

”Who would have thought, Po Qian Jun actually learned Martial Soul Transformation, it seems my previous judgment was wrong, Ling Xiao is definitely going to lose this time.”

Even though Mo Wu Shang’s Demonic Eye could see through an opponent’s moves, it could not see through transformations; after all, you can’t possibly know before someone transforms.

”Ling Xiao is too arrogant, it’s about time he got a taste of suffering.”

The Holy Son smiled and nodded.

Facing Po Qian Jun’s suddenly enhanced momentum, Ling Xiao just smiled faintly, ”Did you think you’re the only one who can perform a Martial Soul Transformation?”

Truth be told, if it weren’t for waiting for Po Qian Jun to display his trump card, he could have defeated him with one move right from the start.

Now that the opponent had used his last resort, it was only fair to show some sincerity by revealing a bit of his own strength.

”He can perform a Martial Soul Transformation too?”

Mo Wu Shang was suddenly stunned.

The smile on Holy Son Victoria Mingkong’s face also froze instantly.

Buzz!

A terrifying explosion of air resounded.

In just an instant, Ling Xiao completed the transformation and entered the Human-Dragon Form, albeit only the first form.

To defeat Po Qian Jun, the first form was more than enough.

His frightening presence erupted wildly, and Ling Xiao’s momentum was clearly much stronger than before.

Under the coercion of this formidable power, Po Qian Jun’s transformation trembled violently as if a little bird standing under the feet of a Divine Dragon, shaking uncontrollably.

Panic filled Po Qian Jun’s heart, and it was only at this moment that he understood, Ling Xiao’s words were not an empty show of power, but true strength.

Whatever he did would be futile, against such a terrifying opponent, the only outcome was—

Defeat!

”I lost!”

Ling Xiao did not make a move.

Po Qian Jun didn’t either; he collapsed to the ground, choking out three words like he was bleeding tears.

In his final moments, facing the horrific pressure from Ling Xiao, he simply lost the courage to even try to fight.

No moves were made!

Po Qian Jun was defeated!

Crushed by overwhelming pressure.

In that instant, the audience all gaped in silence, and the arena felt as quiet as death.

Ling Xiao was too powerful.

So powerful it was suffocating.

Po Qian Jun’s prized Martial Soul Transformation was nothing but a mere trifle in front of him; it looked as weak as a makeshift mud toy.

Perhaps some had thought Ling Xiao would win.

But no one could have imagined he would win this easily.

If Po Qian Jun were just a nobody, Ling Xiao’s victory wouldn’t have been a big deal.

But Po Qian Jun was a disciple of Dragon Sky Academy, and he had easily defeated Fengmo Ting, who ranked nineteenth in the last Martial Arts Festival, and Zhai Juan, who came twentieth in the preliminaries.

No matter how you looked at it, Po Qian Jun wasn’t a nobody; he was a hopeful contender in this Martial Arts Festival finals.

Yet such a brilliant talent was effortlessly defeated by Ling Xiao.

The stark contrast was so intense that many people couldn’t adapt to it for a moment.

”Damn it, our Dragon Sky Academy’s rise was thwarted yet again by this kid!”

At Dragon Sky Academy, they simply couldn’t bear Ling Xiao’s victory over Po Qian Jun.

They had hoped to make their academy famous by the achievements of Po Qian Jun, Feng Yaorao, and Jian Wuji.

They had chosen these three because they were powerful enough.

But unexpectedly, Po Qian Jun was defeated before he could shine, losing to Ling Xiao in the second round of the competition.

Though there was still a chance to advance further,

the fact that they lost to an unknown soldier was something they couldn’t get over.

”This Ling Xiao is too mysterious and too terrifying. Ranking him fifteenth among the Twenty Heavenly Prides is too low. He should be third, just behind Hong Li and Joshua Long!”

In the spectator stands, after this battle, people’s expectations for Ling Xiao grew even stronger.