Chapter 46: The Copper Bell Rings Nine Times
The two men fought on the field for a short time, but it was extremely intense. Just now everyone was focused and few people spoke, but when they saw Lin Qi being frozen on the field, the surrounding area suddenly began to discuss.
"The young master is indeed formidable, defeating his opponent so easily." A disciple of Qinglong Peak said in shock.
"That's right, this opponent has lasted quite a while, in the previous rounds even the late-stage Nascent Soul disciples couldn't last two moves," another young disciple said.
"One Ice Seal Technique is so powerful, no wonder it's a Spiritual Spirit Root."
"What a pity, Wang Ke's strength is not weak, but he encountered the young master of the Shaolin Sect, an absolute genius." A disciple of Xuanwu Peak shook his head helplessly.
"Yes, it's really a pity."
"No matter what, this match was quite exciting, I hope there will be more exciting matches to come." One of the disciples chuckled and said casually.
"Hmm, Ke'er's Ice Seal technique has reached this level, truly a genius!" Ao Xin said loudly with a nod.
Just when almost everyone thought the trial was over, Qin Ke'er, who was standing on the stage, furrowed her delicate eyebrows and cast a cold glance at the opposite side, feeling that something was not quite right.
At the same time, fine cracks began to appear on the surface of the ice in front of him. Before long, these cracks spread to every corner of the iceberg, and a spiritual pressure also emanated from the fissures.
"Huh?" Aoshin felt the spiritual pressure rising on the field, and let out a surprised cry. His eyes narrowed as he looked over, and Fēng Chén (Wind Dust) also looked over from beside him.
"Haha, it seems this play isn't over yet." Feng Chen's face wore a smile as his eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness.
Jian Ying didn't say a word, his gaze was fixed intently on the Ice Mountain in the arena. Some of the masters watching from outside also sensed the change and many looked over in surprise.
At this moment, a powerful spiritual force suddenly burst out of the iceberg, with a loud "boom" sound, the entire iceberg exploded, and countless white ice fragments shot out, instantly wrapping the scene where Wang Ke was in an endless icy fog.
Then only a "humming" sound came from the icy fog, and suddenly a cyan sword dragon rushed out of the icy fog and shot towards Qin Ke'er.
"Green Dragon Sword Technique!" Looking at the green sword dragon that appeared in mid-air, a disciple of Qinglong Peak couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, his eyes suddenly widening.
However, another expert from Qinglong Peak next to him frowned and said in doubt: "No, it seems not to be the Qinglong Sword Manual." The young man's eyes were focused on the cyan sword dragon. The cyan sword dragon looked similar to the cyan dragon condensed by the Qinglong Sword Manual, but lacked the spirituality that the Qinglong Sword Manual condensed out.
However, at this time, the sword dragon condensed by Wang Ke had lost the agile feeling of Qinglong Sword Intent, but contained a terrifying power, roaring, suddenly opening its huge mouth and charging downwards.
A loud rumble, the green dragon crashed to the ground, instantly flying sand and rocks, rolling smoke and dust, while a white shadow had already moved one step ahead into the air, with a faint spiritual energy light shield surrounding it.
At this moment, Qin Ke'er stood in mid-air, staring at the explosion smoke below with a complex expression. Suddenly, her eyes flashed brightly, and a sharp whistling sound came from below. Ten sword lights burst out of the smoke, forming a web of swords that rose up towards Qin Ke'er.
The ten sword lights emitted an extremely powerful aura, which had already reached the level of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. At this moment, they transformed into a sword net that was impenetrable.
Qin Ke'er's right hand slightly lifted, a white light flashed, and a white flying sword appeared. At the same time, a terrifying aura burst out from her body. Her right hand swung the flying sword, White Mang, in a flash, and an astonishing sword energy shot out from the tip of the sword. However, with a downward slash of her right hand, White Mang flashed again, and instantly tore open a gap in the sword net below.
Although the sword net was torn open, Qin Ke'er furrowed her brow. According to her estimate, this blow should have been enough to shatter the entire sword net, but unexpectedly, it only tore open a small gap.
Not far away, Wang Ke's body emitted an astonishing spiritual power, his hands urging the sword to move, and the sword net in the air turned into a storm of sword energy that enveloped Qin Ke'er inside.
The power emitted by the ten sword lights was extremely powerful, and the sword energy storm wrapped Qin Ke'er inside. Only to see that in the midst of the sword energy storm, Qin Ke'er transformed into a constantly fluttering spirit, with extremely agile movements, dodging the endless sword energy.
The monks watching from the sidelines were already stunned, and at this moment, Wang Ke's explosive power was even stronger than before, his cultivation had absolutely reached the late stage of Nascent Soul.
"Seeing nothing, ten sword lights, he can actually control ten sword lights, how did he do it, originally the previous ones were not his full strength." Looking at the ten sword lights flying in the air, the cultivator below was extremely shocked.
Ordinary disciples can barely control one or two sword lights, and the more powerful ones can simultaneously wield four or five sword lights in mid-air. When Wang Ke previously unleashed five sword lights, these people were already extremely shocked. Now, as they watch him unleash ten sword lights, they are at a loss for words to describe it.
"Hmm, interesting. He can actually control ten sword lights. Sword Shadow, what do you think of this kid?" Looking at the ten sword lights in the air, a faint look of surprise appeared on Ao Xin's face.
"He's a genius, able to control ten sword lights in the middle of Nascent Soul stage. I could only control six at his level, what a pity he has a mixed spiritual root, otherwise he would be an unparalleled talent." Sword Shadow shook his head slightly as he watched the battle on the field, saying with some helplessness.
"Hehe, interesting! I didn't expect this competition to have such a twist even now." Feng Chen laughed with great interest.
"This king is really formidable, he can actually exert such a powerful force, he now has the strength of a core disciple." A cultivator on the sidelines said with a shocked face.
"Hmm, I've never seen him before, what a surprise. By the way, aren't you disciples of Xuanwu Peak? Haven't you heard anything?" The young man turned his gaze to the Xuanwu Peak disciple beside him.
Only the two Xuanwu Peak disciples standing beside him looked puzzled and shook their heads, one of whom was a slightly older cultivator who said in a low voice, "To be honest, I've never seen this Brother Wang Ke before."
"Uh-huh, yes. With so many fellow disciples at Xuanwu Peak, we're all aware of those who are slightly more formidable, but I've never seen Wang Ke, which is really strange." Another young cultivator nodded in agreement.
"Haha, I didn't expect a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator to be able to engage in such an intense battle with the Young Sect Master, what a surprise!"
"Haha, this match is really exciting, I wonder what will happen next." The monks watching from outside the arena were all fired up with enthusiasm, their eyes fixed on the scene inside.
Only in the vast arena, sword lights danced and powerful sword auras shot out in all directions. Qin Ke'er stood at the center of the sword lights, facing the fierce sword aura without suffering even half an injury.
Wang Ke was on the scene, pinching the sword key, the sword light flew and danced, constantly attacking Qin Ke'er. Suddenly, a cold aura burst out from Qin Ke'er's body, and a circle of white light shot out from her body, spreading in all directions. As the white light swept through the surrounding sword lights, the sword lights in the air seemed to be frozen in place as if they had been hit by a petrification spell.
With a flicker of her eyes, a white light ring flashed from the surrounding sword lights and passed through, and the sword lights that were just surging with energy instantly stiffened in mid-air. Qin Ke'er floated gently to the ground, her wonderful eyes turning to look at Wang Ke opposite her.
Looking at the sword light frozen in mid-air, Wang Ke's expression solidified, and with a flick of his wrist, the sword light returned to normal, then flashed back to his side, ceasing its attack.
"I didn't expect you to grow so much in just one year, it's really unexpected. If you can withstand two-tenths of my Ice Origin Sword Array, I'll consider you the winner." Qin Ke'er said calmly as she looked at Wang Ke.
As soon as Qin Ke'er's words came out, a burst of noise instantly spread around, and everyone focused their attention on Qin Ke'er, only to hear a vague voice coming over.
"Am I hearing this wrong? Two percent strength, didn't the Young Master not even reveal two percent of his strength earlier?" Shock, nothing but shock, at this moment everyone started guessing.
"Heh heh, it seems that Ke'er Shifu is taking this opponent named Wang Ke very seriously, actually willing to use 20% of her strength to fight him." Ao Xin seemed not to find it surprising at all, and said calmly.
"Hmm, the opponent is not bad, but wanting to take down both of Qier's and Shizhi's combined strength in the Ice Origin Sword Array might not be that easy." Feng Chen said lightly.
"Hehe, just keep watching, I think it's getting more interesting." Jian Ying said with a faint smile.
"Two levels of strength! It seems that the power of the young master is indeed formidable." Upon hearing Qin Ke'er's words, Wang Ke was shocked in his heart. From their previous exchange, he had already judged that Qin Ke'er's strength was absolutely not just on the surface, and unexpectedly, she had hidden more than half of her true strength.
"I wonder how much of the Young Master's strength I can withstand with my full power." The thought flashed through Wang Ke's mind, and then he cast aside his distractions, looking at Qin Ke'er: "Please instruct me, Young Master."
"Watch out!" Qin Ke'er shouted, her slender body moving swiftly as she instantly transformed into four figures, surrounding Wang Ke. Then, a white light shot out from each of the four figures, merging in mid-air to form a glowing orb that suddenly burst apart, releasing a thick fog that enveloped the entire area.
At the moment when the white fog appeared, the air temperature suddenly dropped, and tiny water droplets emerged from the air.
At this moment, Wang Ke felt as if he had suddenly arrived at a glacier, his eyes flashing with blue light, barely making out the situation around him. Suddenly, a sense of foreboding appeared, and a slight vibration came from under his feet.
He raised an eyebrow, took a step back to the right, and instantly dodged. Just as he dodged, a crystal clear and sharp ice pillar emerged from the ground, like an inverted sword.
And suddenly, a faint fluctuation also came from behind Wang Ke's back. A white awn cut through the space and appeared in front of Wang Ke. The white light had a sharp breath, as if it wanted to penetrate everything.
Wang Ke hastily kicked back with his foot and retreated backwards, at the same time a black light flashed in front of him, and the Xuanwu Shield appeared.
A loud crash, the white mang smashed onto the shield's surface and burst open in an instant. Before this attack even ended, another white mang charged over.
Wang Ke's spirit was highly concentrated, his feet moved swiftly with the Flying Cloud Step, narrowly avoiding some attacks. Meanwhile, the flying sword in his hand had already appeared, swinging out a series of green sword lights to counterattack.
A thick white fog enveloped the entire venue, and Qin Ke'er's figure flashed and merged into the fog. The cultivators outside couldn't see what was happening inside, instantly causing a considerable commotion.

