Chapter 553: 553
The cloud-like flames with a firebird in the middle emanated a faint demonic aura .
“That’s a bird created from the sword art?” A muddy statue with an angry expression, less than one-and-a-half-meter tall asked . The jade bricks below him instantly turned into mud .
Many people recognized this devilish genius . He once killed an older cultivator of the fifth-level with a single palm strike, turning him into a pool of mud .
“It is really the Firebird Demonic Sword!” Dongfang Jingshui heroically landed from above with his own evil energy and red cloak . The crowd gasped at his appearance .
He was too famous among the young generation, capable of fighting a supreme elder at the half-step level from the previous generation .
Dongfang Jingyue came as well with a floating moon beneath her feet . She looked just like a goddess in her white dress while holding a red pipa .
Shrouded by a white veil with a flashing glow on her forehead, she stood next to Jingshui . Some prodigies wanted to get closer but were scared off by Jingshui’s glare .
Of course, Li Xiaonan would show up too because of Jingyue . Also dressed in white, handsome and gallant with a faint smile, sixteen beauties carrying various musical instruments followed right behind him . Each was quite strong .
Xiaonan stared at the battlefield, still with a smile: “Rumor has it that this sword technique is immensely powerful, found on the bones of a great firebird demon, not created by the demonic man himself . Ordinary people can’t learn it . Forcing the issue would result in mental instability, turning into a bloodthirsty madman . Only someone infected with demonic energy would be able to learn it . So Jin had just lost the demon’s son but got a new replacement already . ”
Many clearly heard him . This was one of the five God Disciples of Sacred Spirit Palace . He must have read many manuals back there so he sounded quite convincing .
“People say that the fairest in the world, Nangong Hongyan, her Firebird Garment was knitted from the feather of a great firebird . When wearing it, she would gain the bird’s power . Even a mortal will become as strong as a half-step . ” Xiaonan continued .
The prodigies here became greedy . Obtaining it would result in a massive boost of battle potential, increasing their chances of winning this competition, marrying the princess, and becoming the next king .
Xiaonan’s casual comment made people want to scheme against Hongyan .
Men cared about three things the most - fame, wealth, and women . One would have all three by winning this competition . They would do anything to seize the garment if it could help them .
Bi Ningshuai and Wang Meng heard him too, realizing his nefarious intention .
Wang Meng uttered coldly: “Miss Hongyan is my Martial Uncle’s friend . Her enemies are my enemies . ”
Xiaonan stood there, still smiling, and didn’t bother looking at Wang Meng .
Ningshuai told the boy: “Use your head! You might not be able to defeat him after another century of training . That’s a God Disciple looming above all geniuses . If he views you as a mosquito, it would be a compliment . ”
Wang Meng didn’t like this but still accepted this reality . Xiaonan was superior to him in all aspects by a large margin . This person didn’t care about his warning .
This was akin to an ant threatening an elephant? Would an elephant actually care?
“Boom!” A loud blast caused the ground to quake .
The light disappeared, revealing Feiyun in the center as if he didn’t move at all from his original position .
Zhao Songyan had three cuts on his daoist robe . His crest was cut down as well so his long hair draped down, almost covering his face: “Such a monstrous sword technique, worthy of being the demonic man’s disciple . ”
Feiyun replied: “You might be able to put up a good fight if you were at the fifth level . The current you is far from enough . ”
“Don’t be arrogant, I’ve only used seventy-percent of my strength . Fine, witness my full force now . ” Songyan pinned his white sword in front before creating a sun-moon energy with both hands . Moon to the left; sun to the right; heaven in the center . Red clouds and dawn rays filled the battle stage .
This was a great technique of his sect - Sun-moon Heaven . Less than five members of his sect have learned this move .
The cold and hot energies of this technique came crashing down . Feiyun quietly stood there; all he needed was his sword to fight for an eternity .
The sword howled thunderously, nine times in a row . The sun-moon technique was defeated .
Endless murderous energy aimed straight for Songyang’s forehead like a shooting star .
“You have fallen into my trap, you think you’re the only sword user here?” Songyang purposely used the sun-moon technique to bait his opponent into attacking .
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