Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

Chapter 797: Chapter 797: A Skill that Astounds the Heroes_1

Mo Wu Shanɡ’s expression was far from pleasant, for he had earlier mocked the Ling Xiao Association for their crushing defeat to Jian Wuji, yet now the situation had completely reversed.

Facing Ling Xiao, his Mo Yan had already erred more than once. This was essentially like slapping his own face.

”Bai Qianjiao, your discernment truly prevails, being able to see through Ling Xiao’s strength!”

Mo Wu Shanɡ turned to Bai Qianjiao from Group One and said.

Bai Qianjiao shook her head, ”See through him? That’s impossible. This man is too terrifying. His depth and modesty even make me feel afraid. Aside from the Holy Son, I haven’t felt this fear from anyone else.”

”Isn’t that a bit exaggerated?”

Mo Wu Shanɡ said, displeased.

Bai Qianjiao ignored Mo Wu Shanɡ’s words, as her entire focus now rested on Ling Xiao.

Although she had heard of this man before, she had never paid attention to him and didn’t know what kind of person he truly was.

Today she understood; aside from the word ”monster,” there really were no other adjectives to describe him.

Powerful figures shrouded in mystery, whose strength is unknown, are the most terrifying of all.

Whoosh!

All of a sudden, Qin Bi Xue unsheathed his bloody saber, his eyes shining with a fervent glow.

He loved the strong and relished the feeling of clashing with them in battle.

He had looked down on Ling Xiao before, not taking him seriously, but now, he was excited to the point of wanting to fight Ling Xiao.

”Darling, no need to hurry. When the finals come, you’ll have a good drink of that kid’s fresh blood,”

Qin Bi Xue caressed his treasured saber, a ferocious look on his face, ”You’ve offended me by defeating the Sixth Young Master of Holy Dynasty before me, kiddo.”

Some people just have peculiar tempers. Though Ling Xiao had no grudge against Qin Bi Xue, defeating Jian Wuji had made Qin Bi Xue itch with hatred.

Many noticed Qin Bi Xue’s demeanor, and they were shocked to their core.

They say Qin Bi Xue is the person closest to rivaling the Holy Son Victoria Mingkong. Now that Qin Bi Xue is paying attention to Ling Xiao, it’s enough to show how formidable Ling Xiao is.

Feng Yaorao turned to look at the Holy Son and noticed that Victoria Mingkong’s eyes were closed, seemingly unconcerned with the outside world.

However, she, with her careful observation, detected a slight disturbance in the Holy Son’s aura.

The rise of Ling Xiao had already brought a hint of pressure to the Holy Son.

”Ling Xiao wins!”

When the judges finally recovered from their astonishment, they announced the result of the match.

Ling Xiao looked at Jian Wuji, who was being carried away from the Martial Arts Platform, his heart still as calm as an ancient well.

Indeed, the strike had been heavy, but after all, it was spurred by Jian Wuji’s own malice.

In the face of so many before, Ling Xiao had never lost control like this.

As Ling Xiao stepped down from the Martial Arts Platform, he looked at Qin Bi Xue with interest.

This man was undoubtedly a powerful figure, second only to the Holy Son.

Not even Mo Wu Shanɡ could compare to him.

As for the Jade Water Divine Palace’s Hong Li, it was hard to say, for up until now, Hong Li hadn’t shown full strength.

”Well then, let’s consider you the appetizer before the battle with the Holy Son. Let’s see how you perform,”

Ling Xiao smiled faintly, believing that a battle with Qin Bi Xue would certainly yield him something valuable.

”Impressive fellow, completely unfazed by my killing intent!”

When Qin Bi Xue saw Ling Xiao’s smile, he was taken aback. He had just unsheathed his bloody saber, and his killing intent was sky-high, aimed straight at Ling Xiao.

Yet Ling Xiao was utterly unafraid.

”Interesting, so very interesting!”

Qin Bi Xue was not only undaunted, but even more excited.

When Ling Xiao descended from the Martial Arts Platform, many exceptional-looking female disciples cast furtive glances his way, their faces revealing rare shyness.

Some bold ones had even gone to the Moon Hua Sect to inquire about Ling Xiao.

But this was normal.

Ling Xiao had an impressive appearance and formidable strength, combined with a reserved and mysterious demeanor.

This kind of mysterious aura was actually the most attractive to those girls with intense curiosity, martial artists included.

The shock Ling Xiao caused was ultimately bound to pass, the competition that had to begin, still needed to proceed.

However, the following matches always seemed a bit lackluster.

Time flew by, and Ling Xiao once again encountered an opponent, whose strength was not weak.

It was none other than Li Xuefeng of the Snow Mountain Sect, a swordmaster who had been pinned with high hopes and believed to have the strength to compete against the Sixth Young Master of the Sacred Dynasty.

Upon taking the stage, Li Xuefeng spoke three words directly—

”I concede!”

If Li Xuefeng had announced his concession before Ling Xiao defeated Jian Wuji, perhaps many would have ridiculed him for being too lacking in confidence.

But now, nobody laughed at him.

They even felt that it was only natural to concede to Ling Xiao.

The judge nodded his head, signifying approval.

Given the strength on display, plus the sorry state of Jian Wuji, if one didn’t have absolute confidence in oneself, honestly, no one was willing to fight against Ling Xiao, the monster—it was just too brutal.

Better to save one’s energy for other battles.

Even if Li Xuefeng lost to Ling Xiao, advancing was likely not a problem for him; his strength ranked at the very top of the second group.

While the second group’s battles raged intensely, the first group finally witnessed a powerful confrontation.

”Qin Bi Xue versus Hong Sanwei!”

This was another showdown between the new generation and the Sixth Young Master of the Holy Dynasty.

In the previous battles, only Ling Xiao had triumphed over Jian Wuji, the rest of the martial artists had lost to the Sixth Young Masters.

This battle, between Qin Bi Xue and Hong Sanwei, garnered much attention.

Because Qin Bi Xue was considered to be the strongest among the new generation, followed by Hong Li, then Ling Xiao, and finally Joshua Long.

He had the potential to defeat Hong Sanwei, which is why the battle was so closely watched.

At this moment, all the spectators in the stands turned their attention to the Martial Arts Platform of Group One.

The combatants were top-notch young martial experts; it was bound to be extremely thrilling.

Hong Sanwei, core disciple of the Mysterious Fire Sect, ranked fifth among the Sixth Young Masters of the Sacred Dynasty, was naturally also one of the hottest candidates in this term of Sacred Dynasty’s young elites.

Qin Bi Xue, core disciple of the Blood Saber Sect, ranked in the top ten in the final competition of the last Martial Arts Festival. However, at that time he was still young, and now his strength was more than ten times more formidable than before.

”Who do you think will win this match?” someone asked in the spectator stands.

”I’m sure it’s Hong Sanwei. You should know, having one Ling Xiao in this world is already enough; the Sixth Young Masters of the Holy Dynasty aren’t that easy to defeat. Surpassing them is indeed too tough,” someone commented.

”Humph, that may not necessarily be the case. Qin Bi Xue’s strength is beyond your imagination. During the last Martial Arts Festival, despite his young age, he demonstrated astonishing talent. In my opinion, his chances of defeating Hong Sanwei should be very significant,” another countered.

”That’s also true. Several years lie between the two festivals; there will definitely be a significant difference. I’m really looking forward to it; I wonder if Qin Bi Xue will be able to show a stunning talent like Ling Xiao did.”