Over the years, Jing Yan, when he was free, would also spar with other Hall Masters.
In the beginning, quite a few Hall Masters were interested in sparring with Jing Yan. They knew they were no match for him, but thought that sparring with Jing Yan could be beneficial for their own training. However, after a few bouts, they beca fearful.
Sparring with Jing Yan was simply a form of masochism—even when Jing Yan did not exert his full strength, they couldn’t withstand even two or three moves.
Such sparring, naturally, was done without the use of Defensive Spiritual Artifacts and the like, for if they used such artifacts, there would be no point.
Thus, when Jing Yan later sought to spar with the Hall Masters, they would imdiately shake their heads in refusal, grinding their teeth in frustration.
"Fight you?"
"How could we fight?"
"We’re entirely no match for you! Hall Master Jing Yan, you are a monster!"
"Nope, nope, we definitely don’t want to be one-sidedly tortured!"
The Hall Masters shook their heads in unison upon hearing Jing Yan’s reason for calling them over.
"Don’t misunderstand!" Jing Yan said urgently, "What I an is, you hit , and I won’t hit back."
"Oh?"
Suddenly, the Hall Masters were interested.
"In your hearts, you must not just once or twice have wanted to teach a lesson, right? Well, that’s great, this ti, I’ll give you a chance to hit ! Just strike away, and I absolutely won’t strike back," Jing Yan said with a laugh.
"Hall Master Jing Yan, are your words for real? There isn’t any trick, is there? Tell honestly, have you set up so powerful High Level Big Array here?" Seventh Hall Master Leng Hongying looked around the space with a hint of mystery in her voice.
When Leng Hongying said this, everyone else beca vigilant. They had all experienced the power of Jing Yan’s High Level Formations and knew it was absolutely a thrilling experience!
"Ah, how can you asure the heart of a gentleman with your an thoughts?" Jing Yan shook his head and sighed.
"I really don’t have any other intentions! All of you, attack at the sa ti, and I absolutely won’t retaliate. Also, there are definitely no formations nearby," Jing Yan assured.
Hearing Jing Yan say this, everyone began to harbor suspicions.
"Hall Master Jing Yan, are you sure?" A Hall Master narrowed his eyes and exchanged a covert glance with the others.
"Very sure. Now, let’s not waste ti, just go all out with your strikes!" Jing Yan clapped and laughed.
"Haha, then I won’t hold back!" Eight Hall Master Min Huo laughed heartily with a voice like a cracked bell, being the first to make a move, as the calm Primordial Energy in the space began to swirl instantly.
Seeing Min Huo make a move, the other Hall Masters rushed to attack Jing Yan. They knew that with Jing Yan’s Cultivation, they could let loose completely and still find it very difficult to harm him.
Suddenly, in the skies, various orbs of light shone, and a succession of heavy swooshing sounds echoed.
"What’s going on?"
"Where is he?"
"Ow, what’s happening? He was clearly here just a mont ago, and now he’s already behind us?"
After discussing the attack, the Hall Masters sadly realized that Jing Yan’s figure had long disappeared from within their attack range.
But they were not discouraged and launched a second round of attacks. This ti, the seven Hall Masters along with Grand Steward Chang Huan got smart; they didn’t attack from just one direction but surrounded Jing Yan from all sides. Since Jing Yan wasn’t returning blows, they weren’t afraid of being singled out and broken through.
Yet, this round of attacks still had no effect.
The third attack...
The fourth attack...
"This is no fun, really no fun! That speed is too fast, even faster than my own strikes!"
"Done playing, Hall Master Jing Yan, you’re just toying with us! Hmph, once I step into the Saint Realm, watch how I’ll teach you a lesson!" Leng Hongying spoke with a grimace.
The Hall Masters all ceased their attacks, and Jing Yan also turned to return.
"Alright! That’s enough for now!" Jing Yan said with a smiling expression.
He had called the Hall Masters here to test his Sky Wings. Now it seed the results were very satisfactory.
Without the influence of any Formation, not even Peak Strong People from the Dao Emperor Realm could catch a fold of his robe. That is to say, aside from Big Arrays and the impact of Special Spiritual Artifacts, even many Practitioners from the Dao Emperor Realm posed little threat to Jing Yan.
"Hall Master Jing Yan, your movent technique is heaven-defying. It seems to be much faster than Tong Yue from back then. I followed the Holy Master in pursuit of Tong Yue, and Tong Yue’s speed was definitely much slower than yours," asked the Great Hall Master.
"My Body Technique Martial Arts is called Sky Wings, a legacy left by a predecessor from the Saint Realm. I’ve made a breakthrough in this movent technique recently, so I wanted to test it out with you all," Jing Yan explained, "This form of Body Technique Martial Arts can only be cultivated through Martial Arts Steles made from Divine Soul Power. And currently, I am still unable to create a Stele for Sky Wings. So, if you wish to learn, you’ll have to wait until I step into the Saint Realm."
Everyone rolled their eyes in disappointnt.
They all understood that although Jing Yan’s Martial Arts Talent was unprecedented, in today’s world, stepping into the Saint Realm was exceedingly difficult. Even for Jing Yan, although it might be possible within his lifeti to reach the Saint Realm, it was hard to say how long it would take.
"Let’s go, back to the city!"
"Yeah, heading back now, I’ve decided, unless I step into the Saint Realm, I will absolutely not spar with Hall Master Jing Yan, that monster!"
"Whoosh!"
One by one, everyone turned into streaks of light and departed.
Jing Yan also left after the others, but though he was the last to set off, he was the first to return to the Holy City.
...
Seven years later!
On this day, Jing Yan sat cross-legged in the secret chamber of the Hall Master Mansion.
"Pu~"
Within the Divine Soul, a change began to spread.
Imdiately after, inside the entire chamber, the Power of Laws suddenly condensed into existence, surrounding Jing Yan with colorful, ribbon-like Power of Laws.
Jing Yan opened his eyes, stood up, and lifted his arm lightly, taking a step forward.
The Power of Laws within the space rapidly circulated around him. When Jing Yan’s palm moved towards them, the Power of Laws quickly avoided contact.
At the sa ti, cold and rciless Sword Light swept through the chamber like a raging storm.
This chamber had been specially constructed from unique minerals, yet as Sword Intent made contact with the walls, even the mineral stone that Peak Dao Emperor Realm Strong People struggled to destroy, turned to dust in an instant.
"How powerful!"
"Third Level of Sword Intent is so terrifying! With a single thought, I can turn the sturdiest mineral stone on the continent into dust. What if it were against a Dao Emperor Realm Practitioner?" A gleam flashed in Jing Yan’s eyes.
"Seven years and I’ve finally had an epiphany, understanding the Third Level of Sword Intent!"
"It took a little longer than I had expected. But that’s not important. What’s important is, I’ve succeeded! The third layer of Sword Intent already possesses a portion of the Power of Laws, right?" Jing Yan narrowed his eyes.
"Swish!"
He flashed out of the chamber, which was now in ruins, and stepped into the courtyard outside.
"Let the great battle begin today! The Gai Family shall beco a thing of history," Jing Yan’s eyes burst with cold intent.
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