Chapter 96: Chapter 95: Is this all a First-grade Martial Artist amounts to?
Translator: 549690339
Pei Xuanjing’s opponent was a second-class martial artist from the Mire Sect. With his current strength, killing this opponent wouldn’t take him much effort.
Yet Du Chongyun’s sudden outburst and his attempt to assassinate the emperor were obstructed by the old Eunuch.
The battle between these two first-grade martial artists drew the attention of everyone present. No one noticed that Pei Xuanjing had already slain a second -class martial artist at this point.
Just at that moment, Gong Xingqiu pushed back the three opponents and headed directly towards the Emperor.
Without hesitation, Pei Xuanjing chose to step in. Partly to protect the emperor, but more importantly, he wanted to measure the gap between himself and a first-grade martial artist. He wanted to see if the weak could defeat the strong, just like what was said in the life simulation, if he could slay a first-grade martial artist.
Seeing Pei Xuanjing blocking his way, Gong Xingqiu was surprised at first, thinking his intel was incorrect and there was another first-grade martial artist in this group.
Yet, after sensing that Pei Xuanjing was only a second-class martial artist, a look of scorn surfaced on his face.
“A mere second-class martial artist dares to stand against me, you’re courting death.” Gong Xingqiu shouted, then struck with a palm strike: “Step Aside!”
Faced with Gong Xingqiu’s furious palm strike, Pei Xuanjing’s expression remained unchanged!
Whew!
A wave of energy emerged, True Qi was activated, and Blood Qi burst out. His physique visibly more robust now.
Operating at full capacity, his Dragon Elephant Art was at the eighth level, his whole body’S physiology was tensing and pulsating, all internal organs and blood essence vibrating in rhythm, blood boiling all over his body.
Giant Spirit Surpasses Mountains!
A palm strike was launched with all strength channeled through him, enhanced by True Qi and Blood Qi flowing within him, carrying the power that could demolish mountains and create resonating booms even from the surrounding air.
Such powerful Blood Qi and Strength!
Gong Xingqiu’s pupils constricted, hair standing on end.
This formidable Blood Qi and strength were the most powerful he had ever seen in his life, seemingly similar to the legendarily unparalleled strength that could be unleashed only by someone who had mastered the Dragon Elephant Art.
Nearly everyone present had their eyes riveted on Pei Xuanjing’s palm strike, awestruck by the power he displayed.
Even the old Eunuch and Du Chongyun, who were engaged in their battle, could not help but shift their attention. Neither of the two first-grade martial artists ever imagined that an ordinary second-grade martial artist could unleash such power.
Amongst the surprised people, the most astounded was none other than Qingyang Zi who was injured and sitting on the side.
What must be understood is, the seventh and eighth levels of Dragon Elephant Art were personally handed to Pei Xuanjing by him.
When Pei Xuanjing first entered the Martial Academy , his Dragon Elephant art was only at the sixth Ieve
Despite, that fact, at his young age, practicing Dragon Elephant Art till the sixth level was enough to make Qingyang Zi take notice.
To be clear, even though Dragon Elephant Art is easy to start with and isn’t difficult for practice, it still requires a long time to master – a skill that slowly develops over time.
But what was he witnessing now?
The opponent had cultivated this skill to the eighth realm in less than two years.
Such a talent, it’s simply unprecedented and unheard of.
Could it be, is the Dragon Elephant Art tailor-made just for him?
Except for this guess, Qingyang Zi had no other explanation.
Nobody knew Qingyang Zi’s thoughts.
Everyone’s attention was focused on the clash between Pei Xuanjing and Gong Xingqiu.
Right in the eye of the storm, Gong Xingqiu—the one at the center of attention—was the most shocked, staggered by the massive power and Blood Qi that Pei Xuanjing had been able to summon.
However, since the situation has gotten to this point, facing this palm strike, there was no possibility for him to avoid it, his only choice was to make a direct collision.
Blood Qi burst forth, his strength even stronger.
Kaboom!
Their palms collided, resulting in an unprecedented impact.
Splutter!
Gong Xingqiu, a top-ranked martial artist of Great Ming, was pushed back by a mere second-class martial artist and even spat out blood. This scene, left everyone aghast!
The dust cleared.
“First-grade martial artist, is that all?” Pei Xuanjing said coolly.
Hidden by his headband—which was shattered in the clash—are his long hair now dancing in the wind, sword in one hand, the other at his back, looking heroic in his billowing robe. Everyone watched the formidable and monstrous young man with indescribable eyes.
Simply with that palm strike, he had established Pei Xuanjing’s status.
At this moment, everyone could clearly see.
Up from this point, there was a budding genius in the martial arts world of Great Ming, a person who although had not yet broken into the first grade, possessed the power of one.
To any first-grade martial artist, their names are famous in Great Ming, their names remembered by forces of all sides, both feared and respected.
From now on, all forces within Great Ming will know, a new powerhouse was born, the name Pei Xuanjing will echo through all corners of the world.
Gong Xingqiu roared to the sky, seemed to vent his internal anger indiscriminately.
In his eyes, when he looked at Pei Xuanjing, a thick killing intent surfaced!
At this moment, his intent to kill Pei Xuanjing exceeded even that for the emperor.
He momentarily gave up the idea to assassinate the emperor, with only one goal in his mind: to kill this young man standing in front of him.
Because, Gong Xingqiu realized, he was reduced to a stepping stone.
He became the stepping stone to fame for this man.
From now on, anytime someone mentioned this man’s name, his name would come up, and this humiliation he was feeling now would be brought up.
And so, the only way for him to wash away this humiliation inflicted upon him was to kill this young man.
“Today, I will kill you!” Gong Xingqiu announced, his voice cold.
For Gong Xingqiu’s action, even Du Chongyun didn’t stop him, because he knew, if it were himself in that situation, he would’ve done the same.
Martial Artists, especially those at their level, each one of them has a unique sense of pride—it’s why they can stand out amongst billions of martial artists.
In their eyes, sometimes, face is more important than life and death.
Gong Xingqiu’s choice might not be in line with Mire Sect’s plan, yet nobody could stop him, not even the sect leader had any reason to stop him.
In response to Gong Xingqiu’s outrage, Pei Xuanjing remained expressionless, casually commenting: “Good, I have an intention to kill you as well, I’ll establish my name with your life.”
Being only a second-class martial artist, slaying a first-class martial artist is for Pei Xuanjing, without a doubt, a feat that would establish his reputation, also frightening those there and saving a lot of trouble.
“Bring it on!”
Gong Xingqiu yelled, his five fingers spread and a curved blade appeared in his hand.
Clang!
Pei Xuanjing drew his sword from its sheath, both True Qi and Blood Qi circulating, he activated the Divine Weapon, infinite sword auras were unleashed, sword light was sharp and piercing, enveloping Gong Xingqiu within.
Boom!
Boom!
The collision of blade aura and sword aura, blade light and sword light intertwined and danced in the air..
Chapter 96: Chapter 95: Is this all a First-grade Martial Artist amounts to?
Translator: 549690339
Pei Xuanjing’s opponent was a second-class martial artist from the Mire Sect. With his current strength, killing this opponent wouldn’t take him much effort.
Yet Du Chongyun’s sudden outburst and his attempt to assassinate the emperor were obstructed by the old Eunuch.
The battle between these two first-grade martial artists drew the attention of everyone present. No one noticed that Pei Xuanjing had already slain a second -class martial artist at this point.
Just at that moment, Gong Xingqiu pushed back the three opponents and headed directly towards the Emperor.
Without hesitation, Pei Xuanjing chose to step in. Partly to protect the emperor, but more importantly, he wanted to measure the gap between himself and a first-grade martial artist. He wanted to see if the weak could defeat the strong, just like what was said in the life simulation, if he could slay a first-grade martial artist.
Seeing Pei Xuanjing blocking his way, Gong Xingqiu was surprised at first, thinking his intel was incorrect and there was another first-grade martial artist in this group.
Yet, after sensing that Pei Xuanjing was only a second-class martial artist, a look of scorn surfaced on his face.
“A mere second-class martial artist dares to stand against me, you’re courting death.” Gong Xingqiu shouted, then struck with a palm strike: “Step Aside!”
Faced with Gong Xingqiu’s furious palm strike, Pei Xuanjing’s expression remained unchanged!
Whew!
A wave of energy emerged, True Qi was activated, and Blood Qi burst out. His physique visibly more robust now.
Operating at full capacity, his Dragon Elephant Art was at the eighth level, his whole body’S physiology was tensing and pulsating, all internal organs and blood essence vibrating in rhythm, blood boiling all over his body.
Giant Spirit Surpasses Mountains!
A palm strike was launched with all strength channeled through him, enhanced by True Qi and Blood Qi flowing within him, carrying the power that could demolish mountains and create resonating booms even from the surrounding air.
Such powerful Blood Qi and Strength!
Gong Xingqiu’s pupils constricted, hair standing on end.
This formidable Blood Qi and strength were the most powerful he had ever seen in his life, seemingly similar to the legendarily unparalleled strength that could be unleashed only by someone who had mastered the Dragon Elephant Art.
Nearly everyone present had their eyes riveted on Pei Xuanjing’s palm strike, awestruck by the power he displayed.
Even the old Eunuch and Du Chongyun, who were engaged in their battle, could not help but shift their attention. Neither of the two first-grade martial artists ever imagined that an ordinary second-grade martial artist could unleash such power.
Amongst the surprised people, the most astounded was none other than Qingyang Zi who was injured and sitting on the side.
What must be understood is, the seventh and eighth levels of Dragon Elephant Art were personally handed to Pei Xuanjing by him.
When Pei Xuanjing first entered the Martial Academy , his Dragon Elephant art was only at the sixth Ieve
Despite, that fact, at his young age, practicing Dragon Elephant Art till the sixth level was enough to make Qingyang Zi take notice.
To be clear, even though Dragon Elephant Art is easy to start with and isn’t difficult for practice, it still requires a long time to master – a skill that slowly develops over time.
But what was he witnessing now?
The opponent had cultivated this skill to the eighth realm in less than two years.
Such a talent, it’s simply unprecedented and unheard of.
Could it be, is the Dragon Elephant Art tailor-made just for him?
Except for this guess, Qingyang Zi had no other explanation.
Nobody knew Qingyang Zi’s thoughts.
Everyone’s attention was focused on the clash between Pei Xuanjing and Gong Xingqiu.
Right in the eye of the storm, Gong Xingqiu—the one at the center of attention—was the most shocked, staggered by the massive power and Blood Qi that Pei Xuanjing had been able to summon.
However, since the situation has gotten to this point, facing this palm strike, there was no possibility for him to avoid it, his only choice was to make a direct collision.
Blood Qi burst forth, his strength even stronger.
Kaboom!
Their palms collided, resulting in an unprecedented impact.
Splutter!
Gong Xingqiu, a top-ranked martial artist of Great Ming, was pushed back by a mere second-class martial artist and even spat out blood. This scene, left everyone aghast!
The dust cleared.
“First-grade martial artist, is that all?” Pei Xuanjing said coolly.
Hidden by his headband—which was shattered in the clash—are his long hair now dancing in the wind, sword in one hand, the other at his back, looking heroic in his billowing robe. Everyone watched the formidable and monstrous young man with indescribable eyes.
Simply with that palm strike, he had established Pei Xuanjing’s status.
At this moment, everyone could clearly see.
Up from this point, there was a budding genius in the martial arts world of Great Ming, a person who although had not yet broken into the first grade, possessed the power of one.
To any first-grade martial artist, their names are famous in Great Ming, their names remembered by forces of all sides, both feared and respected.
From now on, all forces within Great Ming will know, a new powerhouse was born, the name Pei Xuanjing will echo through all corners of the world.
Gong Xingqiu roared to the sky, seemed to vent his internal anger indiscriminately.
In his eyes, when he looked at Pei Xuanjing, a thick killing intent surfaced!
At this moment, his intent to kill Pei Xuanjing exceeded even that for the emperor.
He momentarily gave up the idea to assassinate the emperor, with only one goal in his mind: to kill this young man standing in front of him.
Because, Gong Xingqiu realized, he was reduced to a stepping stone.
He became the stepping stone to fame for this man.
From now on, anytime someone mentioned this man’s name, his name would come up, and this humiliation he was feeling now would be brought up.
And so, the only way for him to wash away this humiliation inflicted upon him was to kill this young man.
“Today, I will kill you!” Gong Xingqiu announced, his voice cold.
For Gong Xingqiu’s action, even Du Chongyun didn’t stop him, because he knew, if it were himself in that situation, he would’ve done the same.
Martial Artists, especially those at their level, each one of them has a unique sense of pride—it’s why they can stand out amongst billions of martial artists.
In their eyes, sometimes, face is more important than life and death.
Gong Xingqiu’s choice might not be in line with Mire Sect’s plan, yet nobody could stop him, not even the sect leader had any reason to stop him.
In response to Gong Xingqiu’s outrage, Pei Xuanjing remained expressionless, casually commenting: “Good, I have an intention to kill you as well, I’ll establish my name with your life.”
Being only a second-class martial artist, slaying a first-class martial artist is for Pei Xuanjing, without a doubt, a feat that would establish his reputation, also frightening those there and saving a lot of trouble.
“Bring it on!”
Gong Xingqiu yelled, his five fingers spread and a curved blade appeared in his hand.
Clang!
Pei Xuanjing drew his sword from its sheath, both True Qi and Blood Qi circulating, he activated the Divine Weapon, infinite sword auras were unleashed, sword light was sharp and piercing, enveloping Gong Xingqiu within.
Boom!
Boom!
The collision of blade aura and sword aura, blade light and sword light intertwined and danced in the air..
