Sword light burst forth.
A muffled sound of a fist hitting tal resounded.
The entire Training Platform seed to shake.
In the next instant, the Bladeless Heavy Sword was sent flying, crashing to the ground and creating a huge crater.
It was as if not a sword had fallen, but a mountain.
Zhong Feng himself seed to have been struck as well, staggering several steps, his face slightly pale.
He stared at Wang Mu in horror, his mind in a whirl. What kind of strength, what kind of Fierce Beast Body was this?
The senior brother in charge of recording was also stunned.
He had seen countless sparring fights, including so spectacular cross-level battles.
But this, using solely the physical body to withstand the sword and sword technique, was a first.
Qi Cultivation Fifth Level, that Han Sword Technique, is also one of the most powerful introductory sword techniques from my Upper Cloud Peak, and there’s the Bladeless Heavy Sword with the force of a thousand jun... What kind of human or Fierce Beast? Even Fierce Beasts don’t have this kind of constitution, right? Who could straightforwardly break through with their body alone? That isn’t very satisfying. Rather bland.
Wang Mu looked at the silent Zhong Feng, whose desire to fight visibly faded from his eyes.
Hundred Refinent Body Technique Fulfilled, plus my body developed from all-rounded attributes... Not to ntion the attributes added from eating fish and the increase from drinking with Alcoholic Senior Brother... Indeed, just with my physical body, I’ve already reached a very strong level.
Wang Mu had not even activated the Spiritual Power in his Spiritual Acupoint.
"Can’t win," Zhong Feng retracted his Bladeless Heavy Sword, unusually cracking a smile as if laughing at himself. "Brother Wang, your body is too strong. You don’t have a Spirit Root, can’t cultivate now, and yet your body is already so formidable... I was worried over nothing."
Actually, right after catching the bare blade with his hand, Zhong Feng had vaguely sensed it.
"You might even manage a few moves against Big Senior Brother," Zhong Feng said. "Do you want to try?"
Though defeated, he did not seem to feel dejected or lost. Though his desire to fight had waned, his heart was indeed ablaze with the fire of Cultivation. Like a student who had found a new goal.
"Sure!" Wang Mu nodded.
Zhong Feng wasn’t really up to it. To him, it felt like it was over before it had even started. Moreover, with this Travel event lasting so long, I suspect that even if I triggered sothing in advance, or just wandered into Mountain Dawn Peak once by chance, the event might still continue afterward. The most special of them should be that Big Senior Brother. He must be key to this Travel event.
"Okay, I’ll take you there."
Zhong Feng led Wang Mu to another side, where a crowd was packed tight, and squeezed in.
Although everyone was quite afraid of being picked by Big Senior Brother, it still couldn’t stop many disciples from fervently admiring the deanor of the Sword Sect’s chief Big Senior Brother.
So new disciples, unaware of the heavens and the earth and also quite peculiar, were very eager when picked.
"Big Senior Brother, about that enchanting Witch from the Fengyue Sect that bewitched you, what kind of stunning Demoness was she?"
This sort of uncovering of past secrets, if it were anyone else, they might have gotten angry long ago.
However, Big Senior Brother just gave a lonely smile and said, "Want to know?"
"Defeat , and I’ll tell you."
"Alright, here I co."
So, amid the laughter of the crowd trying to hold back their grins, that disciple was slapped away by Big Senior Brother, then staggered up and just laughed heartily...
They arrived at the center. This Big Senior Brother stood at the forefront. Beneath his feet was a circle; he held a wooden sword, and there was no fluctuation of Spiritual Energy around him, his hair disheveled as if he was a madman. His face also had gray-black stains, and his clothes looked as if they had been worn for a long ti, tattered, as if they hadn’t been washed in many years.
Cultivators all know so Cleaning Techniques. Theoretically, even if confined for a long ti, they could easily keep themselves clean. It was unknown what kind of madness Big Senior Brother experienced during his confinent that made him forget his own appearance.
"Big Senior Brother says he is now only in the Qi Refining Realm," Zhong Feng coughed and said. "Disciples below Foundation Establishnt can attack at will. As long as they can make him leave the circle, they win, or if they can withstand his three sword strikes, they also win. Fighting with Big Senior Brother, even just receiving one strike, offers no small insight into the Sword Dao. It feels like one’s Talent has sowhat improved. But only this one ti. He says he is in the Qi Refining Realm, but so Foundation Establishnt seniors, unable to resist their itching skills, can only spar back and forth with Big Senior Brother, yet are unable to force him out of the circle."
It feels like Big Senior Brother’s understanding of the sword has already reached a transformative realm. Receiving one sword strike can even enhance Talent. Good fellow. He’s like a walking Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure, a source of Action points!
Wang Mu thought, This Big Senior Brother must have so great fortune.
"Who else is there?"
Big Senior Brother looked down upon the crowd with confidence. "If any of you are interested in that Demoness from the Fengyue Sect, defeat , and then we can talk."
The disciples’ eyes lit up, but then they hesitated. Before being enchanted, every disciple harbored a little demon in their heart, simultaneously fearful and curious about the Demoness of the Fengyue Sect. Big Senior Brother saw right through the little sches of many disciples.
"Well, I... want to try," Wang Mu stepped forward.
The disciples fixed their gazes on him.
"Hmm, not bad, stepping forward shows courage." Big Senior Brother noted, glancing at Wang Mu. "Are you a new disciple from this year? Which peak?"
"Heavenly Sword Peak."
"Heavenly Sword Peak?" Big Senior Brother paused, surprised. "There are still disciples from Heavenly Sword Peak?"
... Wang Mu. That sounded a bit off.
"Two more left," Wang Mu said.
"Really, still two left?" Big Senior Brother seed surprised. "Then, you’re doing quite well. Alright, use your sword."
"I have yet to learn any sword techniques," Wang Mu replied.
Big Senior Brother frowned. "So, you can’t use a sword? What about other Spells?"
"I haven’t learned any yet."
"Then what can you do?"
Wang Mu clenched his fist, gesturing, and said, "For now, I’m only capable of so basic fighting and the Archery taught by the Wild Village Hunter Association, the bow and arrow kind."
... Big Senior Brother.
For a mont, Big Senior Brother was speechless. Those unaware would think this was not a venerable Cultivation Sect but rely so martial arts school in the Mortal World.
The other disciples from Upper Cloud Peak were also quite surprised. It’s been four months. Not knowing sword techniques was one thing, but not having learned other Spells either? No wonder he’s from Heavenly Sword Peak; even their Master is absent, nobody to teach. Truly tragic.
"Four months into the Sect and hasn’t learned any simple Spells..." Big Senior Brother mused. "It seems your Talent is sowhat dull."
Zhong Feng, standing behind, heard this. Big Senior Brother is probably right, he thought. But it sohow seems incorrect as well.
"My apologies for my poor showing, Big Senior Brother," Wang Mu said, thinking, If I didn’t have Action points, my natural aptitude wouldn’t indeed be considered high. Initially, I couldn’t comprehend even the simplest Skills. Now that I’ve supplented my attributes, my Talent seems acceptable.
"Heavenly Sword Peak is not an easy place," Big Senior Brother sighed. "Well, just attack as you see fit. Use everything you know. I’ll assess your capabilities, and if you’re free, co to Contemplation Cliff soti. If I’m in a good mood, I’ll teach you a couple of moves. Teaching those with too much Talent doesn’t highlight my expertise. Your dull Talent is just right."
... The crowd. Just as expected of Big Senior Brother; his thoughts were unlike the other brothers.
"So, Big Senior Brother, shall I attack now?" Wang Mu asked.
"Go all out!" Big Senior Brother said with a proud smile.
Wang Mu stood in place, closed his eyes, and introspected. The forr chief Big Senior Brother was a strong figure. His presence felt different. Standing there casually, he radiated an overwhelming aura. If one sensed carefully, the surrounding Spiritual Energy seed to slowly swirl around him.
Wang Mu activated the Spiritual Power within his Spiritual Acupoints, circulating it throughout his body.
Ripples of potent Spiritual Power generated breezes that fluttered his clothes.
"Huh..." Zhong Feng was taken aback. "Brother Wang has Spiritual Power fluctuations? He has no Spirit Root, how could he cultivate Spiritual Power? Could it be from consuming Elixirs?"
Zhong Feng pondered. Brother Wang had ntioned his strong talent in Alchemy Dao, so perhaps these last few months have been focused on Alchemy Cultivation?
Zhong Feng felt happy for him. Even without a Spirit Root, Brother Wang could still cultivate. No wonder his body was so strong. He thought he understood.
However, as Wang Mu’s Spiritual Energy fluctuations quickly intensified...
"Sixth Realm?" Zhong Feng stalled. "Using Elixirs to cultivate this fast? Without a Spirit Root, absorbing the Spiritual Energy from Elixirs should be slow... it shouldn’t be this quick..."
He was confused again.
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