Chapter 1197: 1197
Chapter 1197: Pah Pah Pah!
Translator: StarveCleric Editor: Millman97
"That bamboo fly swatter is delicate and powerless, and yet, he intends to use it to deal with Ling Xuan's Bolt Lightning Palm?"
"Is there something wrong with that fellow's head?"
"Jiao Tan is the number one genius of the Martial Arts Division, and his comprehension of battle techniques has reached an incredible height as well . In normal circumstances, even if he is no match for Ling Xuan, he would at least be able to put up a spectacular fight . But to walk up with a fly swatter in hand… is he out of his mind?"
Seeing how Jiao Tan was acting, everyone was dumbfounded . Hall Master Xing and Division Head Liao felt so crazed that they wanted to tear out all their hair on the spot .
They had placed so much hope in Jiao Tan, and yet, after a few days of undergoing Zhang Xuan's training regime, he was suddenly off his rockers!
It would have been tolerable if Jiao Tan had chosen to wield an ordinary sword, a chair, or even a brick! A fly swatter was flexible and fragile, making it unsuitable to exert strength through it . To face Ling Xuan with such a weapon was practically committing suicide!
Thinking that Jiao Tan was making light of him, Ling Xuan's face reddened in fury . "Are you sure you want to face me with that?"
Even though it was just a friendly spar, it was still a formal event . It should have been a solemn and dignified occasion, and yet, the other party was actually insulting him by facing him with a fly swatter . That was blatant humiliation toward him!
Jiao Tan nodded earnestly . "Un . If you think that you are disadvantaged, you can wield a weapon if you want . There's no need to hold back!"
"You…" Jiao Tan's words caused a mini explosion in Ling Xuan's mind, and he clenched his jaws so tightly together that his teeth nearly chipped . Waving his hands furiously, he harrumphed . "There's no need for that! I'll use my palms to teach you a lesson and make your Qingyuan Empire Combat Master Hall understand the gap between us! No matter how hard you work, you will never be able to catch up to us!"
Huala!
Right after saying those words, with a thunderous roar, his palm shot forth with a speed as swift as a streak of lightning . In the blink of an eye, his lightning-like aura permeated the entire dueling platform . It felt as if the slightest wrong move would bring a crushing blow, seemingly forcing Jiao Tan into a cornered situation .
"I'll look forward to it then," Jiao Tan replied leisurely before raising the fly swatter in his hand . With a swift motion, he struck the lightning before his eyes .
"You're seeking death!" Seeing that the other party obstinately wanted to face him with a fly swatter, Ling Xuan gritted his teeth furiously as his palm flew toward Jiao Tan .
He was going to use his full strength to inflict a crushing defeat upon the other party so as to let the other party understand what a true expert was!
Hall Master Zhao Yi shook his head and said, "There's no need to watch any further . The victor has already been decided . "
"Indeed . An aura suffused with lightning, a palm overflowing with strength . Even though Ling Xuan is only a Saint 2-dan cultivator, his might is more than sufficient to overwhelm any Saint 3-dan cultivator . Even a Half-Saint weapon could be crushed into pieces before his Bolt Lightning Palm! There is no way that fellow will be able to match Ling Xuan with just a bamboo fly swatter!" Hall Master Liu Qinshan sighed .
"From the looks of it, it seems like the Qingyuan Empire Combat Master Hall won't be able to obtain a single slot…" Hall Master Wei Qianshu sneered coldly . However, before he could finish his words, a 'pah!' suddenly echoed resoundingly throughout the training hall .
"Hmm?"
Taken aback, the three hall masters quickly turned their gazes back to the dueling platform, only to see that before Ling Xuan's Bolt Lightning Palm could reach Jiao Tan, a fly swatter had struck his face squarely, leaving a dense congregation of red lines in its wake .
"Ahhh, I'll kill you!" Ling Xuan had clearly not expected the other party's fly swatter to move so swiftly as to slap him right before everyone else . Seething with rage, he dashed forward and thrust another palm forward .
Pah!
But again, before his palm could connect, another crisp echo sounded throughout the entire training hall . Once more, the fly swatter had struck his face .
"I…" At this moment, Ling Xuan really felt as if his mind would blow up .
With a swift step, his silhouette flickered, and five illusory figures appeared on the dueling platform, making it difficult for one to discern which was true and which was false .
As a combat master, he had been through plenty of battles . Even though he felt humiliated by the two consecutive slaps, he knew better than to allow his emotions to dictate his actions . While his opponent was dressed in a bizarre get up, it was apparent at this point that he possessed superior fighting prowess . Thus, he immediately executed his strongest movement technique .
Artful Steps of Seven Specter!
It was a Saint intermediate-tier battle technique, and if perfectly executed, it could generate seven lifelike illusions of one to confound one's opponent .
While its power was beneath that of the Bolt Lightning Palm, its reputation far exceeded the latter . Ever since he successfully mastered the technique, there had been none who had been able to break his Artful Steps of Seven Specter through skill .
"Five illusions! He has already refined his Artful Steps of Seven Specter to an incredible level, such that even I can't accurately discern his true figure within the illusions…" Hall Master Zhao Yi remarked while stroking his beard .
But once again, before he could finish his words, 'pah!' .
And once again, the fly swatter struck Ling Xuan's face squarely .
" Ahhh! " Flying into a frenzy, Ling Xuan hastened his footsteps, making his movements even more indiscernible to the eye .
Pah! Pah! Pah!
But even so, three consecutive strikes still landed accurately on Ling Xuan's face . It was as if Jiao Tan could see right through the illusions!
Seeing how his comrade was being slapped time and time again without laying a single finger on his opponent's body, a combat master from Chongyuan Empire could not hold himself back any longer and shouted, "Ling Xuan, since he is using a weapon, use your sword too!"
"Alright!" Knowing that the fellow before him was a tough nut to crack, Ling Xuan flicked his wrist and whipped out a Saint low-tier sword . Flicking the sword furiously, a relentless barrage of sword qi burst forth, instantly covering the entire dueling platform .
"Freezing Rain Sword Intent… That's the unique Sword Intent that Ling Xuan comprehended while standing under the winter rain when he was 23 . No one has ever succeeded in dodging it before…" Hall Master Zhao Yi commented proudly, but once again, before he could finish his words, Jiao Tan, who was surrounded by the barrage of sword qi, raised his fly swatter nonchalantly and…
Pah! Pah! Pah!
Yet another three consecutive slaps . At this point, Ling Xuan's face was already swollen red from all the slapping .
Huala!
Furious, Ling Xuan drove his sword forward and sent sword arts of all kinds toward Jiao Tan .
However, Jiao Tan easily avoided all of Ling Xuan's attacks as if a butterfly flitting through a field of flowers . And more importantly, his fly swatter never stopped moving throughout .
Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah!
It was a steady and rhythmic melody, sounding surprisingly like an orchestra .
"This…"
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