“Here’s the Snowfall Sword. Take it. Can we start again now?”
Ming Tian casually tossed a fine treasure sword to Ling Xiao.
Although a fine treasure sword was precious, he wasn’t skilled with swords. He had planned to sell it anyway, so giving it to Ling Xiao didn’t bother him much.
“Good sword!”
Ling Xiao held the Snowfall Sword, feeling it was noticeably superior to the Ice Glass Sword.
The advantage of a weapon lies in enhancing the power of techniques and conserving true essence. It’s far more than mere decoration.
Having obtained the Snowfall Sword, Ling Xiao stowed the Ice Glass Sword and looked at Ming Tian. “Senior Brother Ming Tian, I hope you’ll fight me at the early eighth level of the Martial Vein. Otherwise, you still have no chance of winning!”
Ming Tian’s face darkened, fury rising.
With a cold snort, he said, “I underestimated you earlier. I admit that at the early seventh level, I’m not your match. But at equal cultivation, I’ve never lost. Enough talk.”
“True, but won’t Senior Brother Ming Tian offer another wager?”
Ling Xiao said calmly, unfazed.
He felt that if Ming Tian refused to use his early eighth-level cultivation, it would be a waste of time, so a wager was necessary.
“Ling Xiao, don’t push your luck!”
Feiyu, standing nearby, couldn’t hold back and shouted.
“Shut up!” Ming Tian glared fiercely at Feiyu, then took out a true essence pill. “This is a top-grade true essence pill, the best pill below the Extraordinary Realm. How about this as a wager?”
“Thank you, Senior Brother, for the pill.”
Ling Xiao nodded, then flicked the Snowfall Sword, employing the same combat style as before.
Blood Blade Shadow King Strike!
A strange sword technique stabbed directly at Ming Tian.
This time, however, the angle and position of the strike were entirely different.
The terrifying aspect of the blood blade remnant soul was that even the same technique could have completely different attack patterns, making it impossible for enemies to predict.
“Hmph, think I’ll be hurt by the same move twice?”
Ming Tian snorted coldly. Suddenly, a silver fox phantom appeared behind him.
The fox had nine tails, its eyes glinting with ferocity, its claws razor-sharp.
Its presence exuded a powerful and eerie aura.
“Nine-Tailed Ninja Spirit!”
“And a complete ninja spirit!”
“A complete soul has three stages—transparent, ethereal, and solid. Ming Tian’s ninja spirit is clearly in the ethereal stage!”
“This is a complete ninja spirit? Ling Xiao can’t possibly win. His remnant soul, though at eighty percent, still has a huge gap compared to a complete soul, especially since Ming Tian’s complete soul has reached the second stage.”
As the Nine-Tailed Ninja Spirit appeared, a blood-red gale swirled around Ming Tian, forming a layer of blood-red armour.
Ling Xiao’s Snowfall Sword struck the armour but left no mark, instead being repelled by a powerful force.
“Hahaha, Ling Xiao, do you still dare claim to be invincible at equal cultivation?”
Having easily deflected Ling Xiao’s attack, Ming Tian’s confidence surged, his earlier doubts completely dispelled.
It is strong!
Ling Xiao frowned slightly.
He could sense that it wasn’t just the complete ethereal soul. The armour on Ming Tian’s body was likely a special effect from some extraordinary internal cultivation method.
Though his Blood Blade Shadow King Strike was cunning, its power was slightly lacking, unable to pierce the armour.
Repelled, Ling Xiao easily stabilised himself, his expression unchanged, leaving no one able to guess his thoughts.
Looking at Ming Tian, not only did the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox behind him grow fiercer, but the armour on his body also transformed, taking on the appearance of the demon fox.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a claw shot out from the blood-red armour, striking at Ling Xiao with lightning speed.
“That’s the ninja clan’s extraordinary internal cultivation method—Demon Fox Feather Garment Technique. It’s only been a month, and he’s already cultivated it to the fourth level, reaching the stage of great accomplishment. A genius is a genius!”
The master of Baiyun Temple sighed, partly muttering to himself and partly explaining to the others.
Giant Spirit Strike!
Facing Ming Tian’s attack, Ling Xiao didn’t retreat. After dodging with Cloud Dragon Divine Movement, the remnant soul behind him shifted to the giant sword remnant soul.
At the same time, the Snowfall Sword unleashed a massive sword aura, thrusting toward Ming Tian.
“Such strong attack power, but it’s meaningless against my Demon Fox Feather Garment Technique!”
Ming Tian didn’t take the Giant Spirit Strike seriously. The strange demon fox feather garment continuously extended blood-red claws, forcibly blocking the sword aura of the Giant Spirit Strike.
Hm?
Something shocking happened to Ming Tian.
Though the Giant Spirit Strike indeed caused him no harm, he was stunned to find that part of his true essence was freezing.
Some of the true essence that had dispersed was even reabsorbed into the opponent’s Giant Spirit Strike, turning back to attack him.
This caused his demon fox feather garment to endure repeated impacts, forcing him to increase his true essence output.
But let’s not forget, he was currently suppressing his cultivation to the late seventh level of the Martial Vein. Forcibly using a great accomplishment-stage extraordinary martial art already put a heavy strain on him.
Now, having to increase his true essence output further, the situation was far from ideal.
“If you don’t raise your cultivation, you’ll lose!”
Ling Xiao was least afraid of battles of attrition.
“Damn it, I refuse to believe I can’t beat you at equal cultivation!”
Ming Tian was arrogant, confident, and full of pride.
He absolutely refused to admit defeat.
Increasing his true essence output, the red demon fox feather garment grew larger, and the Nine-Tailed Ninja Spirit behind him lunged, swiping a claw at Ling Xiao.
“You don’t believe it? Then I’ll show you something interesting!”
Ling Xiao suddenly drew the Ice Glass Sword as well.
Snowfall Sword in his right hand, Ice Glass Sword in his left.
Moreover, behind him, the blood blade remnant soul reappeared, while the giant sword remnant soul didn’t vanish.
“Two martial remnant souls at once? How is that possible?”
This time, even the master of Baiyun Temple stood up in shock, while the others were utterly speechless.
Even in the ancient era when martial souls flourished, those with more than one martial soul were exceedingly rare.
And only one person was known to use two martial souls simultaneously.
That was the Mountain and River Emperor, who founded the Human Race Holy Dynasty.
But the Mountain and River Emperor had transformed his body into mountains and rivers, never to appear again, and he had no descendants to inherit his martial soul.
What’s going on with this kid?
“Hmph, two martial remnant souls? They’re still just remnant souls, nothing impressive!”
Ming Tian said disdainfully.
“Is that so?”
Ling Xiao gave a faint smile, then suddenly struck with both swords.
“Giant Spirit Strike!”
“Blood Blade Shadow King Strike!”
Dual sword assault!
The terrifying power of one technique combined with the cunning of another made Ming Tian’s face pale.
Even with his extraordinary internal cultivation method, at the late seventh level of the Martial Vein, he couldn’t unleash its full power.
But Ling Xiao could freely execute his ultimate techniques.
“Freak!”
Dai Yuling, who had been silent, let out a bitter sigh.
