Chapter 42: A Confrontation with Qin Ke'er

  Qin Ke'er's slender hand slightly raised, a sword light cut through the space, and in an instant, it struck the young cultivator opposite her flying out. Immediately after, another sword light flashed and appeared, cutting through the defensive spiritual shield in front of him, stopping at the young cultivator's neck.

  "I lost, Young Master Zong, you're really formidable." Although he had lost, the disciple of Qinglong Peak didn't show any signs of anger, instead, he said with a flattering face.

  Qin Ke'er stretched out her hand and beckoned, the sword light retracting, then turned around and returned to the edge of the arena, her expression cold and indifferent, not putting her opponent in her eyes at all.

  The young man smiled awkwardly and also walked off the field.

  "Congratulations on making it into the top ten, Qin Ke'er!" Ao Xin said with a smile.

  "What's the big deal? Anyway, the first place will definitely go to Ke'er Shimei, it's no surprise." Feng Chen said with a shake of his head.

  Jian Ying's gaze swept across the scene, taking a rough glance before saying: "There are only ten people left now. That little kid named Wang Ke is quite interesting."

  "Heh heh, with his strength, he should be able to become a core disciple. After this trial, someone will probably notice him." Feng Chen shifted his gaze to Wang Ke and said indifferently.

  The other match ended soon, and the final winner would be produced among the next ten people, but Wang Ke had already made up his mind.

  "Look, the trial arrangement is out, wow, the opponent of the young master is actually that Nascent Soul stage cultivator!" A shout came, at this time the next trial arrangement had already been released, and the most eye-catching one was Qin Ke'er's trial. Her opponent turned out to be Wang Ke.

  "How could this be, Wang Ke was supposed to be the top scorer, now it's all over. I thought he would at least make it to the top five with his dark horse performance, but now it seems like he just had bad luck."

  "Yes, it's really rare. Although his strength is very strong, he must not be a match for the young master. This trial should be without any suspense."

  "What a pity."

  Some of the monks who had witnessed Wang Ke's trial couldn't help but feel a pang of regret for him. With Wang Ke's strength, if he were to face another opponent, he might have had a chance of winning, but since his opponent was the Young Master, his chances of victory were basically zero.

  Just as everyone was discussing it, Wang Ke opened his eyes, looked at the trial information, and calmly stood up, walking slowly onto the trial grounds.

  The remaining trials were held in a huge area in the center of the square, and Wang Ke came to the scene. His eyes scanned around, and at this time, the surrounding area was already filled with monks watching the battle, everyone was discussing and pointing at Wang Ke from time to time.

  On the other hand, Qin Ke'er stood up calmly and walked slowly onto the stage, her eyes casually looking at her opponent. When she found out that this time's opponent was only a Nascent Soul middle-stage cultivator, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.

  "How can it be mid-term Nascent Soul, are all the inner sect disciples so incompetent? Even a mid-term Nascent Soul cultivator can beat them to this point" Qin Ke'er hadn't been paying attention to the other battles earlier, but now she couldn't help but think that she was even more disappointed in these inner sect disciples.

  "Thank you, Young Master, for your help a year ago. I still remember the kindness of giving me the storage bag." Wang Ke bowed to Qin Ke'er with one hand in his fist.

  A year ago, if it wasn't for Qin Ke'er, he wouldn't have reached this level now. The storage bag he's using now is still the one Qin Ke'er gave him back then.

  Qin Ke'er was originally indifferent to Wang Ke, but after hearing his words, a look of doubt flashed across her face, and her eyes fell on Wang Ke's face, as if she felt that Wang Ke was indeed somewhat familiar, vaguely seeming to have seen him somewhere before. Although Wang Ke's appearance had changed a bit over the past year, it wasn't drastic.

  After a moment of thought, Qin Ke'er seemed to have remembered something. Her clever eyes sized up Wang Ke for a while, and she said in surprise: "You've actually entered the middle stage of Nascent Soul."

  A year ago, Qin Ke'er had some impression, but at that time Wang Ke was only in the early stage of Nasal Qi, and didn't expect to enter the middle stage of Nasal Qi in just one year.

  "Alright, don't mind these things, since it's you I don't want to take action, go down yourself." Qin Ke'er said calmly.

  "Come on, Young Master, it's a rare opportunity to fight against strong opponents. How could I let go of such an opportunity? Go ahead and make your move." Wang Ke said with a smile.

  Qin Ke'er's eyebrows slightly furrowed, she didn't say much, her left hand lightly tapped, a sword light appeared and floated out, the sword light rotated in front of her body, instantly shooting out.

  Watching Qin Ke'er make her move, Wang Ke's eyes flashed with a solemn expression for an instant, and he felt the air temperature around him drop suddenly, as if the entire venue had turned into an ice cave.

  With a lift of his left hand, the black Xuanwu shield appeared and he didn't dare to be careless in the face of Qin Ke'er's sword light, instantly deploying the black Xuanwu shield.

  "When the white sword light flashed and struck the Xuanwu shield, the black edge of the Xuanwu shield flashed, easily blocking the sword light. However, at this moment, a layer of frost appeared on the surface of the shield, and a powerful force came from the shield. Wang Ke frowned, his right hand lightly tapped, and a stream of spiritual energy shot out from his hand, merging into the shield in front of him."

  In an instant, the surface of Xuanwu Shield burst into black light, shattering the icy coldness. Then, Wang Ke's right hand lifted, and five sword lights appeared, urging the sword to shoot towards Qin Ke'er.

  "Huh?" Qin Ke'er, who was facing him, saw that Wang Ke had actually managed to bring down his own sword light, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes. Although she had only made a casual strike earlier, the power of this sword light was not weak at all. She hadn't expected a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator like him to be able to block it.

  Just then, several sword lights came from the front, and a sharp breaking sound rang out. In an instant, the sword light arrived in front of him, but Qin Ke'er was not flustered, his left hand raised, his index finger lightly touched, a white light shot out from his sleeve, and instantly a shocking cold air spread out.

  After the white light burst out, it suddenly surged and transformed into a piece of white mang that enveloped all five incoming sword lights, creating an eerie scene.

  Only to see the white mist enveloping inside, these five sword lights became dull, and the surrounding air gradually solidified. After a moment, the five sword lights were already sealed in a ball of hard ice.

  The sword light was frozen in ice, Wang Ke's eyes condensed, his right hand sword finger urged, and a loud "humming" sound came from the solid ice. The surface of the solid ice around him began to crack, and in the blink of an eye, cracks spread all over the solid ice, followed by a loud explosion.

  Innumerable ice shards shot out, leaving countless white ice flowers in the air for an instant, while the five sword lights burst out of the ice flowers and continued to fly towards Qin Ke'er like lightning.

  At this time, Qin Ke'er stared at the five sword lights rushing towards her, her face calm and serene. Then, three white sword lights shot out from beside her, like spiritual snakes, instantly entwining with the five sword lights on the stage, and the two began to collide violently.

  "...Just a few breaths of time, and the five sword lights on Wang Ke's body were already covered in cracks. In the end, they exploded with a loud noise, turning into tiny green lights that disappeared into thin air."

  Easily shattering Wang Ke's sword light, Qin Ke'er pinched a sword mantra in her hand, and three white sword lights shot out, arriving at Wang Ke's front in an instant.

  However, Wang Ke suddenly shook his body, and the Flying Cloud Step unfolded under his feet. He cleverly dodged the three sword lights and grasped the Xuan Tie Flying Sword in his hand. With a flick of his wrist, the long sword chopped down, and a cyan light burst out.

  At this moment, a white light flashed beside Qin Ke'er, and another sword light shot out, colliding with the green light in the air with a crashing sound.

  A loud "Boom" sound, the blue sword aura in the air was shattered by a white sword light and disappeared into thin air. Then, the sword light turned around instantly and shot towards Wang Ke who was charging forward.

  Just as the sword light was about to strike, Wang dodged two meters to the left at an incredible angle. The sword light crashed to the ground, leaving a deep gash.

  Dodging the sword light, Wang Ke's speed was once again on full display as he shot towards Qin Ke'er. At this point, he was less than three zhang away from her. Suddenly, he threw out the flying sword in his hand and at the same time, five sword lights burst forth from his body. The sword lights merged with the flying sword, flashing a cyan light as they transformed into a massive cyan-colored sword.

  He reached out and grasped the giant blue sword, pouring immense power into it. The surface of the blue sword burst forth with a fierce aura once again, releasing an astonishing spiritual pressure. Then, without hesitation, Wang Ke swung the massive sword downwards.

  A several-zhang-long cyan-colored dragon-like creature descended from the sky, smashing towards Qin Ke'er. A strong gust of wind swept out, but under such spiritual pressure, Qin Ke'er remained calm and composed.

  With a slight lift of his right hand, a flying sword appeared and was grasped in his hand. His slender hand lifted again, and the flying sword suddenly emitted a shocking chill, then he raised his hand and swung it at Wang Ke with one stroke.

  Suddenly a shocking sword aura burst out from the white flying sword, instantly transforming into several dozen feet long, and in an instant it arrived before the cyan aura that Wang Ke had swung out, the two colliding together.

  A loud rumble, the green and white lights entwined together in mid-air for a moment before shattering apart.

  The power of terror came from the explosion, and all that was seen was a flash of green light. Wang Ke dodged out of the explosion and retreated ten zhang away, with white ice flowers stuck to his blue robes, but he didn't seem to be injured.

  At this moment, a terrifying power burst out from Qin Ke'er's body across the way. Wang Ke looked up and saw that at this time, Qin Ke'er's hair was fluttering, her eyes flashing with icy glints, her face cold as ice, looking like a solid iceberg.

  Being stared at by Qin Ke'er like this, Wang Ke felt a chill in her heart, and just as she was about to react, Qin Ke'er suddenly raised her right hand, pointing her index finger towards her.

  At this moment, Wang Ke felt his whole body tense up, a powerful force locking him in place.

  "Glacial Frost" Qin Ke'er lightly spat out a sentence, and suddenly her right hand saw a thick white light shoot out, shooting towards Wang Ke. At the moment the white light appeared, the temperature of the entire venue plummeted, and water vapor began to float in the air, which instantly turned into ice shards falling to the ground.

  At the same time, a layer of frost appeared on the surface of the field, and Wang Ke felt a chill run down his spine. His face turned solemn, and he realized that Qin Ke'er's move was one he had seen before, but this time its power had increased by an unknown number of times.

  Without hesitation, the Xuanwu shield was released, and a blue spiritual light flickered outside his body. In an instant, a blue light screen condensed to surround Wang Ke inside.

  At this moment, a white light struck the surface of the Xuanwu shield, and in an instant, the shield was surrounded by Xuanbing. Then, the hard ice covered Wang Ke inside, layer by layer, increasing rapidly. Before long, Wang Ke's entire body was sealed in ice, leaving behind a nearly two-zhang-high ice mountain on the scene, with Wang Ke motionless inside.

  Then Qin Ke'er dissipated her momentum, gently lowering her right hand, calmly gazing at the ice mountain in front of her. Although this strike didn't use full force, to her, this trial had already come to an end.