The two of them were now giving it their all, yet they were unable to hinder Jiang Ning in the slightest.
The next mont.
They saw Jiang Ning leap up from below, landing atop the mouth of the volcano.
"Let send you on your way!" Jiang Ning said.
With his eyes ablaze, he had already locked onto several energy convergence points on their bodies.
They were the Spirit Plant treasures hidden on their persons.
As he spoke, Jiang Ning reversed his hand, inserting the long sword he held into the wooden scabbard on his back.
His form flashed, utilizing Shrinking Ground to Inches, instantly appearing in front of Senior Sister Ge.
Before the two could react, Jiang Ning raised his hand, snatching away the sash tied around Senior Sister Ge’s waist.
The items that fell from the sash quickly landed in Jiang Ning’s hands.
At this mont, Senior Sister Ge’s gaze at Jiang Ning was filled with terror.
She hurriedly wielded her Divine Fan.
Tempestuous winds roared, yet Jiang Ning’s eyes slightly squinted without moving.
"Don’t you understand yet? This fan is useless against !" Jiang Ning spoke.
In Senior Sister Ge’s bewildered expression, he reached out his right hand, snatching the circular fan from her grasp.
Then, his gaze locked onto Senior Sister Ge’s neckline once again.
With the sash torn away, Senior Sister Ge’s neckline beca loose, exposing a hint of roundness.
Several feet away.
The junior disciple seeing Jiang Ning’s rude behavior, instantly showed fury in his eyes.
"Kill!!" he shouted again.
Two swords once again pierced the air, aiming for Jiang Ning’s back.
The sword light was akin to a rainbow, piercing through the sky.
Zheng——
The two swords stabbed into the faint golden light, unable to advance at all.
Witnessing this, the junior disciple’s pupils imdiately contracted, as he gazed at the scene in disbelief.
His prideful Sword Control Technique couldn’t harm Jiang Ning at all.
Seeing this, only then did Senior Sister Ge panic and retreat backwards.
Jiang Ning stepped forward, reaching forward with his right hand.
Rip—
Senior Sister Ge imdiately grabbed so fabric, covering her chest as she retreated, a strong killing intent flashing in her eyes.
Jiang Ning’s humiliating actions made the anger in her heart arise madly.
It was then she saw Jiang Ning holding the precious jade, with his gaze focused on it.
She covered her chest once more, realizing the precious jade previously hanging around her neckline had already fallen into Jiang Ning’s hand.
"So it was for the jade?" she paused, suddenly understanding why Jiang Ning tore open her shirt.
It wasn’t to harass her but to seize the precious jade hanging around her cleavage.
She also imdiately understood why Jiang Ning snatched her waist sash earlier; not out of lust, but for the three Spirit Plants she had placed there.
Coming to her senses, she felt inexplicable, a complex look flashing in her eyes.
Clearly, she had overestimated her allure.
anwhile.
Jiang Ning silently shook his head.
Poor combat quality!
Whether it was the Qingyang Sect female disciple’s reaction upon his approach, or the current dazed expression.
Both indicated the poor combat quality of this Qingyang Sect female disciple.
Despite possessing good combat power, she had no ability to adapt to combat situations.
Clearly seeing the tempestuous winds failing to threaten him, she continued to wave the fan three tis, granting him ample ti to close the distance.
The next mont.
He paid no heed to the two swords attacking from behind.
His Qi-Blood circulated, Vajra Immortal Body pushed to the limit, and Protective Body golden light erged.
He stepped forward again, his form flashing to three feet before Senior Sister Ge.
Then he swung his fist once more.
Boom——
The fist wind pierced the air, landing unobstructed on Senior Sister Ge’s chest.
In that instant, he felt her flesh collapse, ribs shatter, and Senior Sister Ge imdiately spat blood, flying back like a cannonball.
"Enough!!"
He judged inwardly.
The injuries caused by this punch, he knew, would definitely lead to Senior Sister Ge’s elimination from the scene.
With the Spirit Plant treasures from her body in hand, his gaze imdiately shifted to the other male disciple and Xie Yang in the distance.
"Senior Brother Xie Yang!!" The junior disciple saw Jiang Ning’s gaze, instantly calling out.
Only in the blink of an eye.
He had seen Senior Sister Ge shafully humiliated and eliminated by Jiang Ning.
He also realized his strongest Water Fire Dual Dragon Sword Technique could not harm Jiang Ning at all, knowing Jiang Ning’s strength was unconquerable.
Buzz!!!
At that mont, the sound of swords ringing like a tidal wave resounded.
His heart imdiately filled with joy.
Upon hearing the sound, he imdiately recognized it as his Second Senior Brother Xie Yang making a move.
Second Senior Brother Xie Yang was strongest in the art of Sword Control Technique.
Xie Yang’s Sword Control Technique was no longer rely a simple swordplay.
With a strong Divine Soul and his Yin God newly ford, Xie Yang could now use his Divine Thought to maneuver thirty-six flying swords into a Sword Array.
When flying swords form a Sword Array, their power is not as simple as one plus one, but rather increases exponentially.
Such was Xie Yang’s imnse strength that even ten of him combined could not rival Xie Yang.
Xie Yang, with his Yin God ford, only needed his Cultivation Realm to catch up, and he would rank among Second Grade Great Grandmasters when in the Pocket World.
Though presently limited by resource supply, Xie Yang’s Divine Soul Realm was intact, and he was only half a step away from fully catching up in terms of Cultivation Realm.
In the Pocket World, he could reveal the full extent of his power, approaching the combat strength of a top-tier Grandmaster.
Knowing that his Second Senior Brother was now making a move behind him, his confidence surged.
Then, with a thought, two flying swords moved from stillness to motion, slicing through the air, instantly disappearing from sight.
All that was left was the thunderous explosion of sound.
And the white trail lingering in mid-air where the flying swords had passed through.
Zheng—
In the next instant.
The two flying swords in Jiang Ning’s hand vibrated with a humming sound, struggling furiously.
Yet no matter how forcefully the flying swords struggled, and despite the Sword Qi slicing through the air, they did not budge Jiang Ning’s grip one bit.
Too weak!!
Feeling the intensity with which the two flying swords struggled in his grasp, Jiang Ning shook his head subtly.
Among the people of Qingyang Sect, this person’s power was, in his view, the weakest.
In comparison, the woman whose belt he had just torn off was actually sowhat stronger.
Yet the only one who could be considered a worthy opponent was the woman he encountered during the first round of trials.
Not only was her Sword Control Technique extraordinary, but her Martial Arts had also reached the Third Grade, capable of engaged combat with him.
Her long legs swung like whips, her kicking skills quite impressive, and her combat style rather swift.
As for these two, they fell short by too much, nowhere near the woman he t in the first trial’s strength.
Nor near the strength of the man he just fought underground.
Holding two flying swords, Jiang Ning moved, charging towards that person.
The short distance of less than ten zhang was crossed in an instant.
Just as he reached one zhang in front of that Qingyang Sect disciple.
Buzzing!!
Sword hums like tides surged from behind that Qingyang Sect disciple.
"Junior Brother Xu, don’t panic!!" Xie Yang’s voice echoed in his ears.
"It’s Second Senior Brother!" Xu Ming instantly felt relieved.
Even though Jiang Ning was already just one zhang ahead, he no longer panicked.
"Junior Brother Xu, hold on for two breaths longer!" Xie Yang’s voice sounded again.
Upon hearing these words, Xu Ming’s smile suddenly froze.
The next mont.
He saw thirty-six small swords, like waves, descend on Jiang Ning.
Clang clang clang!!
Sparks flew as he saw golden light flicker around Jiang Ning, reminiscent of the youthful monk from yesterday.
"No, even stronger than him!!" Xu Ming’s thoughts flashed, and he felt a mountain-moving force crash into him.
His vision went black, and he fainted.
"Settled!" Jiang Ning glanced at Xu Ming.
Sensing an invisible fluctuation enveloping Xu Ming, he knew Xu Ming was about to be expelled from the Pocket World.
His gaze then fell on the retreating sword tide.
"Junior Brother Xu, rest assured! I, Xie Yang, will avenge you!" A loud voice rang out.
Accompanied by the trembling figure, the sword tide rolled and buzzed like a dragon.
At the sa ti.
Jiang Ning saw Four Spirit phantoms rising from all directions.
To the right was the Azure Dragon phantom.
In front was the Black Tortoise phantom.
To the left was the White Tiger phantom.
Behind him ca the resonant cry of the Vermilion Bird.
"Is this the Four Spirits Array?" Jiang Ning whispered to himself, his expression solemn, as if facing a great enemy.
Evidently, the Four Spirits Array spoken of by Xie Yang had now fully ford.
He had seen Xie Yang’s move against Jin Chan earlier.
The final strike infused with the might of Heaven and Earth, bearing the true power that only a top-tier Grandmaster could unleash.
He understood that here in this environnt, Xie Yang and cultivators of his kind were far stronger than outside.
In this sort of environnt, only cultivators like Xie Yang could truly showcase their skills.
Unlike in the outside world, where one’s moves could rarely stir the Power of Heaven and Earth, weakening their combat prowess significantly.
Xie Yang was not like those few ordinary individuals, but ranked second among the contemporary True Disciples of the Qingyang Sect.
Therefore, he was constantly referred to as Second Senior Brother by several others.
"Perfect! Let witness the true grandeur of Ancient Cultivators!!" The thought flashed in his mind, and the flas in Jiang Ning’s eyes burned even brighter.
User Comments
0 comments from readers