"The master doesn’t need to be here to see, so make sure you all perform well,"
Real Person Yiran said with a smile.
"Great!"
Fei Yu clenched his fists and looked at Ling Xiao, clearly wanting to spar with Ling Xiao on the spot.
Although killing or causing severe disability was not allowed in the Martial Arts Hall, teaching Ling Xiao a lesson was still a good idea.
"Since today is an assessnt, everyone must take action, but it’s best to select an opponent with similar strength to spar with, otherwise, there isn’t much point,"
An assessnt is an assessnt, not a competition. It was a test prepared by Master Baiyun to check the disciples’ cultivation progress, so naturally, it makes sense only when the participants have comparable strength.
If the strength difference was too large, there would be no need for a match.
"Real Person Yiran, that’s a waste of ti. Why not let stand as the challenger and everyone spar with ? During the sparring, I will maintain a cultivation level comparable to my opponent’s, how about that?"
Ming Tian said with a smile.
"That’s also a good idea, using you as a reference is fairer,"
Real Person Yiran thought for a mont and then nodded his head.
The thod of assessnt wasn’t strictly defined by Master Baiyun. It was still his decision to make.
"Who’s first?"
Ming Tian moved to the center of the Martial Arts Hall and looked at the other eleven with a smile.
"I’ll go!"
The first to step up was surprisingly Zuo Leng.
The two seed to be very familiar with each other, and at equal cultivation levels, they fought to a draw without a clear winner.
Indeed, both had comparable talent and potential, only that Ming Tian’s cultivation level was considerably higher than Zuo Leng’s.
Afterward, Fei Yu, Fei Liu, Butterfly Dance, Zhu Hua, Lu Xing, Shi Lei, Ling Yixue, Dai Yuling, Leng i took turns sparring with Ming Tian.
Of course, the one who held out the longest was Ling Yixue. She insisted on fighting for a hundred moves without falling behind.
But after a hundred moves, she gradually couldn’t keep up.
Even though Ming Tian suppressed his own cultivation level, the quality and robustness of his True Essence were still stronger than Ling Yixue’s. More importantly, he used Transcendent Martial Arts, and at the hundred and twentieth move, Ling Yixue finally lost.
This was to be expected.
The most surprising was actually Leng i.
Leng i’s endurance was second only to Ling Yixue, losing after more than ninety moves, and she even left a scar on Ming Tian’s hand.
"Huh?"
A surprised voice ca from the darkness.
Others did not notice, but Ling Xiao did. It turns out Master Baiyun had been paying attention to this assessnt all along, he just hadn’t shown himself.
"It’s your turn!"
Ming Tian said to Ling Xiao with a smile, "I’m very interested in you. Co on."
Ling Xiao shook his head, "Let’s not."
"Why?" Ming Tian asked, not understanding.
"At the sa cultivation level, brother, you would lose, and it wouldn’t be much of a challenge for either,"
Ling Xiao explained, "It would be better for to have a match with Dai Yuling, who is at the early stage of the Martial Vein Eighth Layer, for a more effective result."
"How presumptuous! Are you looking down on Brother Ming Tian?"
Before Ming Tian could respond, the geniuses of the Heavenly Ninja Academy were unhappy.
"Not at all!"
Ling Xiao couldn’t be bothered to explain further; he was not looking down on Ming Tian, but at the sa cultivation level, he was definitely stronger than Ming Tian. Without pressure, he found such a spar to be aningless.
"Ling Xiao, you can’t be the exception. You should spar with Ming Tian first. This is to assess your cultivation progress, not to be recklessly brave,"
Real Person Yiran said to Ling Xiao.
"So be it, since Real Person has spoken, I’ll follow your wishes,"
Ling Xiao knew Real Person Yiran was on good terms with Lin Ze. He might not give face to others, but he would give face to him, so he stood up.
"Junior Brother Ling, your cultivation level is the late stage of Martial Vein Seventh Layer, right? Don’t worry, I’ll suppress my cultivation level to the initial stage of Martial Vein Seventh Layer. If you win, then I’ll call you brother,"
Ming Tian said, clearly annoyed by Ling Xiao’s words.
"There’s no need for that. I’ve heard Brother Ming Tian has a Fine Treasure Sword called the Floating Snow Sword. If I win, how about gifting that sword to ?"
Ling Xiao just shook his head lightly, then continued.
"Hahaha, no problem!"
Ming Tian never felt that he would lose to Ling Xiao.
Endowed with transcendent internal cultivation mind techniques and transcendent martial skills, and possessing near-transcendent body movent technique and defense martial arts, challenging those beyond his level was as common to him as drinking water.
Ling Xiao was rely at the late stage of Martial Vein Seventh Level, and he thought suppressing his cultivation level to the initial stage of the Martial Vein Seventh Level would be more than enough.
You should know that when he was still at the pinnacle of the Martial Vein Sixth Layer, he had once killed a martial artist at the peak of the Martial Vein Seventh Layer in a one-on-one fight.
Now, to face Ling Xiao with cultivation level at the initial stage of Martial Vein Seventh Layer was already being very cautious.
He really wasn’t being arrogant.
"Thank you, senior brother."
Ling Xiao said with a smile.
"Alright, make your move."
Ming Tian waved his hand and said.
Whoosh—!
In an instant, Ling Xiao’s figure disappeared on the spot.
And when he reappeared, he was already behind Ming Tian.
The entire process was almost like teleportation.
Too fast!
All the people present were astonished.
Even Ling Yixue, who had always understood Ling Xiao very well, did not expect that Ling Xiao’s speed was even more terrifying than before. Such speed was frightening, and it was no wonder he had said that even Ming Tian couldn’t beat him if they were at the sa cultivation level.
Just this body movent technique alone was enough to maintain an undefeated position.
"Near-transcendent body movent technique? No, this is the beginning of a transcendent body movent technique!"
Real Person Yiran, the White Cloud Sect Leader, suddenly narrowed his eyes, staring at Ling Xiao in disbelief.
He guessed correctly.
In these seven days, Ling Xiao had finally managed to advance the Soaring Cloud Step.
Now the Soaring Cloud Step had completely transford and evolved into a beginner-level transcendent martial art.
The na had also changed to the Cloud Dragon Divine Movent.
This evolution was even more profound than before.
After all, it had evolved into a transcendent martial art, so it was natural that such a major change was within reason.
Blood Blade Remnant Soul!
Ling Xiao activated the Heavy Shadow Sword Technique to its sixth layer pinnacle in an instant, then the Broken Soul of the Blood Blade appeared behind him, and the finishing move was released at once.
This was a particularly strange shadow.
It completely moved from a position Ming Tian could not have anticipated.
When the sword light flashed, everyone couldn’t help but inhale a cold breath.
"Ah—!"
Ming Tian had no power to resist and was pierced through the body by that sword strike.
"I’ve said it earlier, at the sa cultivation level, you couldn’t possibly be my opponent, let alone at the initial stage of Martial Vein Seventh Level? If this were a life-and-death battle, you would already be dead!"
Ling Xiao returned to his original position.
Standing there, he showed a cold expression.
If he couldn’t instantly kill a Martial Master at the initial stage of Martial Vein Seventh Level, then all his years of practice would have been in vain.
"Hmph, Ming Tian you fool, you were too careless!"
Zuo Leng couldn’t help but curse.
Even though he said this, if he were in Ming Tian’s shoes, he probably would have suffered an unexpected loss against Ling Xiao as well.
"Shut up!"
Ming Tian glared at Zuo Leng, then while healing his wound, he looked at Ling Xiao and said, "Not bad, I admit I did underestimate you. Let’s have another match, this ti I will fight you at the sa cultivation level, how about that?"
Being pierced in the abdon by Ling Xiao’s sword wasn’t much to him, but it was a true loss of face.
So he wanted to regain his standing.
"Before that, shouldn’t you hand over the Floating Snow Sword to first, senior brother?"
Ling Xiao said indifferently.
He also felt such a fight was aningless. If Ming Tian were at the sa cultivation level as him, he figured there could be dozens of moves to exchange, so he wanted to try it.
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