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The Secret of The Demonic Artifact The Arena Holds Its Breath.
This thought made his heart beat hard. If true, wouldn't this mean that there were more intruders from the Tian Yu Empire among them, who mingled with the locals undetected?However, although his gaze scanned every corner of the crowd, Ouyang Fai did not find anyone suspicious. The anxiety in his heart slowly turned into deeper worry when his attention returned to the stage.There, a fierce battle was taking place. Bao Xuan faced off against Fang Rui, the number two genius of the Golden Sword Sect.Fang Rui, with his lightning-sharp sword, created a golden-colored energy scroll that spun at the speed of a hurricane.Each of Fang Rui's attacks was a deliberate attempt to penetrate Bao Xuan's defenses, which stood firm as a rock, protected by the Ocean Troubler Fan Style.Meanwhile, Fang Rui's demeanor showed great vigilance. His eyes kept an eye on Bao Xuan's left hand, knowing how deadly the Eight Hand God Style hidden there was.At first, the battle seemed evenly matched, two geniuse
The Secret of The Demonic Artifact When Palms Meet the Fan,
Most put down as much as 50 gold tails for Zhou Wen's victory, believing that the young genius was invincible. However, with a faint smile, Eadric Rong put down some money for Bao Xuan's victory.The reproachful stares of bystanders did not shake his confidence. He just shrugged casually and said,"Wouldn't it be too conspicuous if the whole city was betting on Zhou Wen's victory? Why don't we make it a little more balanced?"That answer, in a tone full of common sense, made several people who heard it nod in agreement.Some of those with more money eventually decided to follow Eadric Rong's lead, placing bets on Bao Xuan's victory, although the number in favor of Zhou Wen remained far greater.Finally, the long-awaited day arrived.The morning sun emerged from behind the horizon, its faint rays trying to penetrate the chill of the season, as if to give a little warmth to the sprawling Imperial grounds.The morning air was still lingering with coolness, creating a light mist that shro
The Secret of The Demonic Artifact Contempt Before the Storm.
Bao Xuan's words were truly hurtful, scratching the pride of everyone who heard them. The faces around began to turn red, anger creeping through the crowd, yet no one dared to step forward.Among them, there were old heroes, respected leaders of major sects, but they were silent.The martial world has its own rules—young people's affairs and conflicts should not be interfered with by their elders. After all, this Dragon Competition was the brainchild of the Empire, a venue to recruit new blood that would strengthen the prestige of the Jin Shuang Empire in the eyes of the Longhai Continent world.However, Bao Xuan looked more and more haughty, overconfidence exuding from his every move.When he realized that no one was speaking out against him, and no young men dared to take the stage to challenge him, Bao Xuan began to speak more than he should."Brothers of the Jin Shuang Empire martial world, I Bao Xuan, a wandering cultivator, have humbly come all the way from the Tian Yun Empire j
The Secret of The Demonic Artifact Fan Meets Hidden Master.
Bao Xuan paused at one of the steps, his gaze fixed on a soldier in armor sitting tall on the saddle of a Flying Horse—Suiji Ma. With a haughty wave of his hand, Bao Xuan called out to the soldier, as if he were a master giving orders to his subordinates."Lord rider Suiji Ma, let's quickly bring here the grand prize, Zhen Long Pill. I've won, why are you holding it back and sitting back waiting for the order to give the prize?" Bao Xuan's tone contained mockery, without a trace of respect.Bao Xuan's rude and arrogant attitude was clearly disrespectful to the Jin Shuang Empire. He had just won a competition against the geniuses of this country, yet behaved as if he was the leader of the martial world.The anger in the audience grew, like a fire doused in oil, and curse after curse came out of their mouths, venting their deep dislike for Bao Xuan.However, Bao Xuan simply laughed at their reactions. A cold laugh that shook the air, as if he thought the entire world was just a toy in h
The Secret of The Demonic Artifact Hundred Swords, One Victor.
However, in the face of such ferocity, Eadric Rong remained calm, even looking like an immovable iceberg. With a subtle yet determined gesture, he pulled out the rombengan sword from the umbrella he always carried with him."Ferris Wheel Sword!" he exclaimed, with a tone that echoed throughout the arena.In an instant, an enormous energy containing the power of Sword Intention shot out from the sword sweep in Eadric Rong's hand.The energy seemed to split the air, forming a giant screen that emitted a deadly aura. From that screen, a hundred shadow swords were created, shooting out at lightning speed.Some of the swords formed a solid fortress of defense, while others attacked relentlessly, piercing the air with a loud roar, targeting the sweeping waves of the Ocean Rattling Fan launched by Bao Xuan.TRANG - TRANG! The sound of the clash rang out loudly, like the clanking of metals engaged in a deadly battle.Bao Xuan tried to shield himself with his fan, but the hundred sword energie
The Secret of The Demonic Artifact Qingxue Peak’s Secret Influence.
The soldier also announced in a stern tone, his voice no less loud than the man in the red robe."After the Young Dragon ranking list is issued by the Qingxue party, the Emperor cordially invites all young geniuses, ranked first to ten, to attend a banquet in the palace. On that occasion, the grand prize will be handed over directly by His Majesty!"Eadric Rong, who was already seated in the invited guest seat, not far from Ouyang Fai, returned his gaze to his new friend.He felt curious, wanting to know more about the organization that had just been mentioned. In a low voice, he asked Ouyang Fai who sat beside him, his voice barely audible in the din of the crowd."Brother Ouyang, what exactly is the Qingxue Organization?" asked Eadric Rong, his eyes narrowing slightly, indicating how seriously he wanted to know.Ouyang Fai smiled slightly, his eyes twinkling as if he was enjoying the moment of sharing his knowledge."Qingxue Peak, a secret organization located on the highest peak of
The Secret of The Demonic Artifact Eadric Rong's determination.
"Wind Sword Slash!" exclaimed an 8-year-old boy, encouraging himself amid sword practice.He trains in a mini bamboo forest behind the Wudang Sect.The little boy was named Eadric Rong.The mini bamboo forest is part of the territory of the Wudang Sect, one of the strongest sects in the Wriston Kingdom.Since this morning, Eadric Rong had been engrossed in practicing the sword technique known as the Nine Steps of the Wind Sword, a basic technique that all disciples in the Wudang Sect must master. However, Eadric Rong's physical condition was pitiful.Since childhood, he never had any power in his body. Eadric Rong was born without the Pearl Core, the energy-gathering source at the center of the human body that is necessary for anyone who wants to pursue the path of cultivation and martial arts.Without the Pearl Core, even if he had practiced the sword for a thousand years, all those moves would only have looked beautiful but would have been powerless.Eadric Rong can be said to have
The Secret of The Demonic Artifact Strengths and Weaknesses.
After rolling for six rounds, Malakai Yan stopped as his body hit a rock. He tried to stand up, but his head felt dizzy, and everything in front of his eyes appeared as mere shadows.Although there was no pain from the stab in his chest, the attack left a shocking mark. What's more, he felt incredibly embarrassed. It had never occurred to him that Eadric Rong, who had always been the victim of bullies, had enough sword skills to take him down.With his two best friends, who had always faithfully followed his orders, standing by and witnessing his defeat, Malakai Yan's mind was worried about his reputation being ruined if word got out.In his rage, Malakai Yan pulled out a sword. Unlike the wooden sword Eadric Rong was using, this was a real sword and looked dangerous. The sword's light glittered in the sunlight as Malakai Yan pointed it at Eadric Rong with a trembling voice."It turns out you have a little ability," Malakai Yan said, shivering angrily. His voice rose even higher. "You
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Qingxue Peak’s Secret Influence.
The soldier also announced in a stern tone, his voice no less loud than the man in the red robe."After the Young Dragon ranking list is issued by the Qingxue party, the Emperor cordially invites all young geniuses, ranked first to ten, to attend a banquet in the palace. On that occasion, the grand prize will be handed over directly by His Majesty!"Eadric Rong, who was already seated in the invited guest seat, not far from Ouyang Fai, returned his gaze to his new friend.He felt curious, wanting to know more about the organization that had just been mentioned. In a low voice, he asked Ouyang Fai who sat beside him, his voice barely audible in the din of the crowd."Brother Ouyang, what exactly is the Qingxue Organization?" asked Eadric Rong, his eyes narrowing slightly, indicating how seriously he wanted to know.Ouyang Fai smiled slightly, his eyes twinkling as if he was enjoying the moment of sharing his knowledge."Qingxue Peak, a secret organization located on the highest peak of
Hundred Swords, One Victor.
However, in the face of such ferocity, Eadric Rong remained calm, even looking like an immovable iceberg. With a subtle yet determined gesture, he pulled out the rombengan sword from the umbrella he always carried with him."Ferris Wheel Sword!" he exclaimed, with a tone that echoed throughout the arena.In an instant, an enormous energy containing the power of Sword Intention shot out from the sword sweep in Eadric Rong's hand.The energy seemed to split the air, forming a giant screen that emitted a deadly aura. From that screen, a hundred shadow swords were created, shooting out at lightning speed.Some of the swords formed a solid fortress of defense, while others attacked relentlessly, piercing the air with a loud roar, targeting the sweeping waves of the Ocean Rattling Fan launched by Bao Xuan.TRANG - TRANG! The sound of the clash rang out loudly, like the clanking of metals engaged in a deadly battle.Bao Xuan tried to shield himself with his fan, but the hundred sword energie
Fan Meets Hidden Master.
Bao Xuan paused at one of the steps, his gaze fixed on a soldier in armor sitting tall on the saddle of a Flying Horse—Suiji Ma. With a haughty wave of his hand, Bao Xuan called out to the soldier, as if he were a master giving orders to his subordinates."Lord rider Suiji Ma, let's quickly bring here the grand prize, Zhen Long Pill. I've won, why are you holding it back and sitting back waiting for the order to give the prize?" Bao Xuan's tone contained mockery, without a trace of respect.Bao Xuan's rude and arrogant attitude was clearly disrespectful to the Jin Shuang Empire. He had just won a competition against the geniuses of this country, yet behaved as if he was the leader of the martial world.The anger in the audience grew, like a fire doused in oil, and curse after curse came out of their mouths, venting their deep dislike for Bao Xuan.However, Bao Xuan simply laughed at their reactions. A cold laugh that shook the air, as if he thought the entire world was just a toy in h
Contempt Before the Storm.
Bao Xuan's words were truly hurtful, scratching the pride of everyone who heard them. The faces around began to turn red, anger creeping through the crowd, yet no one dared to step forward.Among them, there were old heroes, respected leaders of major sects, but they were silent.The martial world has its own rules—young people's affairs and conflicts should not be interfered with by their elders. After all, this Dragon Competition was the brainchild of the Empire, a venue to recruit new blood that would strengthen the prestige of the Jin Shuang Empire in the eyes of the Longhai Continent world.However, Bao Xuan looked more and more haughty, overconfidence exuding from his every move.When he realized that no one was speaking out against him, and no young men dared to take the stage to challenge him, Bao Xuan began to speak more than he should."Brothers of the Jin Shuang Empire martial world, I Bao Xuan, a wandering cultivator, have humbly come all the way from the Tian Yun Empire j
When Palms Meet the Fan,
Most put down as much as 50 gold tails for Zhou Wen's victory, believing that the young genius was invincible. However, with a faint smile, Eadric Rong put down some money for Bao Xuan's victory.The reproachful stares of bystanders did not shake his confidence. He just shrugged casually and said,"Wouldn't it be too conspicuous if the whole city was betting on Zhou Wen's victory? Why don't we make it a little more balanced?"That answer, in a tone full of common sense, made several people who heard it nod in agreement.Some of those with more money eventually decided to follow Eadric Rong's lead, placing bets on Bao Xuan's victory, although the number in favor of Zhou Wen remained far greater.Finally, the long-awaited day arrived.The morning sun emerged from behind the horizon, its faint rays trying to penetrate the chill of the season, as if to give a little warmth to the sprawling Imperial grounds.The morning air was still lingering with coolness, creating a light mist that shro
The Arena Holds Its Breath.
This thought made his heart beat hard. If true, wouldn't this mean that there were more intruders from the Tian Yu Empire among them, who mingled with the locals undetected?However, although his gaze scanned every corner of the crowd, Ouyang Fai did not find anyone suspicious. The anxiety in his heart slowly turned into deeper worry when his attention returned to the stage.There, a fierce battle was taking place. Bao Xuan faced off against Fang Rui, the number two genius of the Golden Sword Sect.Fang Rui, with his lightning-sharp sword, created a golden-colored energy scroll that spun at the speed of a hurricane.Each of Fang Rui's attacks was a deliberate attempt to penetrate Bao Xuan's defenses, which stood firm as a rock, protected by the Ocean Troubler Fan Style.Meanwhile, Fang Rui's demeanor showed great vigilance. His eyes kept an eye on Bao Xuan's left hand, knowing how deadly the Eight Hand God Style hidden there was.At first, the battle seemed evenly matched, two geniuse
The Secret Behind Bao Xuan.
On the other hand, with his right hand, Bao Xuan spread his fan wide.SWING!The fan spun gracefully, emitting a rumbling sound similar to a raging ocean wave, as if bringing terror from the depths of the sea. The sound made the hairs stand up, and the vibrations were felt all the way to the bone.Suddenly, an invisible wall appeared before Bao Xuan, blocking dozens of Li Yong's sword thrusts that had previously seemed unstoppable.TRANG - TRANG - TRANG!The sound of the sword clashing with the energy wall was loud, deafening. Sparks ignited in the air, filling the atmosphere with a mesmerizing and thrilling sparkle.On the other hand, Li Yong's hands shook violently, almost losing his grip on his sword. Fear began to creep into his heart when he realized, "Bao Xuan's true energy power is far above mine!"Li Yong's face instantly paled, the realization of the opponent's greatness coming too late. However, the opportunity to retreat or defend was already tightly closed.Bao Xuan, calml
Victory’s Edge, Fate’s Turn.
"Long live Li Yong!" "Long live Xue Hua Academy!" "Cultivator Jin Shuang will definitely win!" "Get that intruder!"The thunderous cheers of thousands of spectators electrified the arena, relentlessly encouraging their hero, Li Yong. The voices were like an unstoppable ocean wave, filling the air with an energy that almost seemed to resonate in the chest of anyone who heard it.Amongst the roar, the sect leaders, both from the Four Star Sect to the Five Star Sect, only nodded slowly, as if victory was already entrenched in Li Yong's hands.Their gazes were full of confidence, as if there was no other possibility than the glory of Xue Hua Academy."Xuehua Academy is not a mere empty name! There's no way Li Yong can lose to that young man who's just a street cultivator like Bao Xuan!" Wang Yunzhong, the leader of Xuehua Academy, whispered softly.Although his voice was only a whisper, the true energy he used made his voice clearly audible throughout the main stage. His words cut through
Ten Moves for Glory.
"Isn't it possible that the Zhen Long pill, the grand prize we're after, will be brought in by an expert from the neighboring Empire. That would tarnish the face of all the cultivators of this country!" worried murmurs could be heard from various directions.Meanwhile, on the other side, the Five Star Sect seats that were filled with an aura of majesty seemed to flinch. Even so, dissatisfaction was clearly visible in their eyes. Everyone there was angry, though restrained themselves very well."Should I go forward?" Zhou Wen, the young genius of the Blue Sky Sect, asked quietly to his Sect Leader, Liang Tiancheng. The look in his eyes signaled his readiness to act."No need," Liang Tiancheng replied, his voice firm. "There are still four other Five Star Sects ranked below you. Stay in your seat, show your attitude as a supreme power holder."Zhou Wen nodded, accepting the order with humility. Although his desire to advance was strong, he still respected his leader's decision.With thi
