The Decepticon unexpectedly made a breakthrough after the battle with Ling Xiao, his body enveloped in ferocious true essence, as if a giant tiger was about to tear Jian Wuji apart completely.
However, Jian Wuji merely gave a faint smile, raised his hand, and a beam of sword light shot through the air.
The sword light, as thin as a cicada’s wing, completely blocked the Decepticon’s fierce attack, while Jian Wuji’s face still carried a calm smile.
This battle, for him, surprisingly held no value even as a sparring match.
The Decepticon in his second form was still insignificant in his presence.
“Defeated!”
Jian Wuji shouted, and the sword light suddenly surged.
Boom!
After desperately resisting for a moment, the Decepticon’s body was finally flung backwards.
He was utterly defeated.
Three moves later.
Cough, cough!
The Decepticon, now on the ground, coughed loudly, blood spurting from his mouth. In just one move, he had sustained severe injuries.
This was merely a sparring match. If it had been a true life-and-death duel, the Decepticon would likely already be a corpse.
“The fearsome *Sword King Canon*. Jian Wuji hasn’t even used any techniques, has he? Just a casual strike defeated the Decepticon?”
“Truly worthy of being one of the six young masters of the Holy Dynasty. His reputation is well-deserved!”
“If Jian Wuji is this powerful, how terrifying must those ranked above him be?”
The young talents from the Moonlight Sect and the Beast King Palace sighed inwardly.
Fortunately, they had come out this time. Otherwise, staying within their sects, how would they know such formidable figures existed among martial artists under twenty?
After his victory, Jian Wuji turned his gaze to Ling Xiao, carrying an air of aloof pride and dominance.
Ling Xiao believed that even if Lan Yuer and the Decepticon teamed up, they would still be utterly defeated by Jian Wuji.
This guy was simply too strong!
“Ling Xiao, do you submit?”
Jian Wuji asked arrogantly.
He indeed had the capital for such arrogance.
Because he was truly formidable.
Ling Xiao silently calculated that even in his tenth form, he likely couldn’t defeat this man. Only by entering the Ancient Golden Dragon form, fully unleashing the power of the Hell Dragon Soul, and combining it with the Mountain River Martial Soul could he possibly defeat Jian Wuji.
But it would only be a pyrrhic victory.
However, for this battle, he didn’t need to win.
A draw would be a victory!
This way, he wouldn’t need to reveal too many of his trump cards. By fighting in the Human Dragon form, using Ye Gushan’s Martial Soul and part of the Hell Dragon Soul’s power, he could remain undefeated.
He estimated he could hold his own for about three hundred moves.
That was his judgement.
Because he believed Jian Wuji wouldn’t use his full repertoire either. After all, this was just a sparring match. The true battle that would determine their futures would be at the Holy Dynasty Martial Arts Festival.
Both he and Jian Wuji would keep some things hidden.
“Submit before we’ve even fought?”
Thinking this, Ling Xiao slowly stood up.
Jian Wuji was indeed strong, but such an opponent made fighting more meaningful.
“Today’s tri-sect martial meeting ends here. Ling Xiao, you cannot possibly be Jian Wuji’s match. Step down!”
Just as Ling Xiao was about to face Jian Wuji, Chen Nanxing suddenly intervened.
Chen Nanxing naturally had his reasons.
Ling Xiao was a dead man walking, so this battle was pointless.
If Jian Wuji won, it would be meaningless.
But if Jian Wuji drew or lost, the Sword King Sect could not afford such humiliation.
“Indeed, if I fought you, it would be bullying the weak. Let’s wait until you reach the Half-Step Heavenly Venerable cultivation level. The Holy Dynasty Martial Arts Festival is approaching. You’ll participate, won’t you?”
Jian Wuji understood Chen Nanxing’s intent, so he spoke lightly and returned to his seat.
Ling Xiao smiled faintly. “Very well. At the Martial Arts Festival, that title of the sixth young master will be mine!”
If the opponent insisted on avoiding a fight, he couldn’t force them.
After all, the Sword King Sect had thick skin.
Moreover, a draw with Jian Wuji at the tri-sect martial meeting held little significance. Thoroughly defeating him at the Martial Arts Festival would be the best outcome. By then, even Chen Nanxing would have no excuse to intervene.
“I’m waiting. I’m just afraid you don’t have what it takes!”
Jian Wuji sneered and closed his eyes again.
“Today’s tri-sect martial meeting has concluded successfully. Next, as the host, I will offer critiques for all the participating disciples.”
This was a tradition of the tri-sect martial meeting, aimed at improving the strength of the three sects’ disciples, with the host sect’s leader providing the critiques.
Chen Nanxing was somewhat dissatisfied with the Beast King Palace, mainly because all their disciples had lost to those of the Moonlight Sect, which greatly displeased him.
Thus, his words were less than polite.
From the Decepticon to She Jiao, every Beast King Palace disciple was critiqued harshly, as if they had no merits whatsoever.
“Of course, Ying Wuya has potential, but he must work harder. Otherwise, our three eastern sects will become a laughingstock!”
Perhaps sensing the Beast King Palace leader’s displeasure, Chen Nanxing added this remark at the end.
“Sect Leader Chen speaks wisely. This junior will strive harder.”
Ying Wuya had now completely humbled himself. He no longer saw himself as some lofty genius. He was just an ordinary person, an ordinary martial artist, starting from scratch.
Without the resolve to begin anew, he would never surpass Ling Xiao.
Let alone Jian Wuji.
After critiquing the Beast King Palace disciples, Chen Nanxing turned his attention to the Moonlight Sect.
The Moonlight Sect had sent five disciples, but only four had fought. Tantai Lingzi had not participated, and she seemed to have no intention of doing so.
Chen Nanxing first evaluated Lan Yuer.
“If you can cultivate the lower volume of the *Moonlight Canon* to the first level, you might rank in the top hundred at the Holy Dynasty Martial Arts Festival. Otherwise, you’ll fade into obscurity, wasting the canon!”
A Half-Step Heavenly Venerable with fifty percent power, having cultivated the *Moonlight Canon*, could barely make the top hundred?
How strong were the experts of the twelve sects?
After all, Lan Yuer was the Moonlight Sect’s top core disciple.
Chen Nanxing’s words left Ling Xiao and the other Moonlight Sect members somewhat unconvinced.
“Don’t be unconvinced. To enter the top hundred, a Half-Step Heavenly Venerable with fifty percent power is the minimum! The twelve sects of the Holy Dynasty? In the top hundred, the top-ranked Heavenly King Sect takes fifty spots!
The second-ranked Jade Water Divine Palace claims thirty spots.
The third-ranked Mysterious Fire Sect takes ten spots.
These three major sects occupy ninety spots, leaving the remaining nine sects to vie for the last ten!”
Chen Nanxing sneered. “It’s normal for your Moonlight Sect to be unaware of this. Your disciples have never made it to the finals of the Martial Arts Festival. They’ve all been eliminated in the preliminary rounds.”
At this, a clear smirk of mockery appeared on Chen Nanxing’s face.
