Chapter Thirty-Six: Initial Display of Strength

  After winning two consecutive games, Wang Ke welcomed his third opponent. If he can win this opponent, he will enter the top 100.

  After a brief rest, Wang Ke had adjusted his state to the best, suddenly stood up, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he arrived at his own trial ground in an instant.

  At this time, a young monk was standing on the ground. The youth had a handsome appearance, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, thin lips, and his body emitted a strong aura, which was obviously that of a mid-term Nascent Soul cultivator at his peak.

  The young man stood there, his eyes scanning Wang Ke's body with a look of disdain on his face, completely disregarding him.

  "How is it again a disciple of Qinglong Peak? It seems that I and Qinglong Peak are indeed fated." Looking at the Qinglong Peak disciple standing in front of him, Wang Ke shook his head helplessly.

  Actually, Wang Ke was just overthinking, the inner door disciples only had four origins: Qinglong Peak, Xuanwu Peak, Baihu Peak, and Zhuque Peak. It wasn't unusual to encounter a few Qinglong Peak disciples during the trial, especially since Qinglong Peak had the most disciples and the strongest abilities among the four peaks.

  Outside the arena, some monks had already gathered to watch the commotion. Judging from their attire, most of them were disciples of Qinglong Peak, with a few from Baitu Peak and one from Xuanwu Peak. However, not a single person from Zhuque Peak was seen.

  "Can people from Xuanwu Peak also reach this place?" A young disciple wearing a Qinglong Peak robe on the sidelines looked at Wang Ke with some unexpected surprise.

  From his tone, it was clear that he looked down on Xuanwu Peak. He didn't deliberately lower his voice, and many people around him heard it. The only Xuanwu Peak disciple turned his head to glare at him with anger in his eyes, but suppressed his anger and didn't dare speak up.

  "What, did I say something wrong? You disciples of the Black Turtle Peak should just retreat and cultivate, don't come out and lose face." Seeing the young man from the Black Turtle Peak staring at him, the disciple from the Azure Dragon Peak sneered and looked over with disdain.

  "Yes, Hai Feng Shixiong is indeed at the mid-term peak of Nascent Soul stage, and his Sword Intent has reached an extremely high level. A small disciple from Xuanwu Peak like him definitely can't be a match for Shixiong." Another disciple from Qinglong Peak said with a firm expression.

  Another young monk standing beside him nodded: "Among the disciples of our sect in the middle stage of Qi Refining, Brother Haifeng is outstanding, and he will soon enter the late stage of Qi Refining. After this trial by fire, he will definitely break through the boundary and reach the later stage."

  "That would be great, if we can break through to the later stage, it would truly be a step into heaven. Flying with the sword and roaming the sky is not a dream." Another disciple said enviously.

  Wang Ke heard what these people said, but he didn't take it to heart. The cultivator in front of him, Hai Feng from Qinglong Peak, had a rich and pure spiritual energy, which was definitely more refined than that of an average mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. His strength should be much stronger, but Wang Ke was confident that he could defeat him with one move. However, this wasn't the time to show off his skills.

  The other monks standing beside him also looked at the two people on the field and basically determined that this disciple named Haifeng would win, and everyone began to discuss.

  The duel has begun, Wang Ke cast aside distractions, focused his mind and became vigilant. A flash of blue light appeared in his right hand, the Xuan Tie sword emerged, and two sword lights wandered around him.

  The opponent saw Wang Ke making preparations, and a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes. With a wave of his right hand, a cyan long sword appeared out of thin air, which was also a Xuan Tie flying sword. Immediately after, a powerful spiritual energy surged into the flying sword, and five cold auras shot out from it, surrounding the young man and swirling around him.

  "Kid, I won't show you any mercy, you'd better be careful yourself." A cold voice came out of Haifeng's mouth, and a hint of cruel smile flashed in his eyes.

  Wang Ke's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his gaze at the young man turned a bit colder.

  "Sword light meteor!" A loud shout came from the opponent's mouth, and his feet stepped back once. His right hand sword gesture urged on, and five sword lights flashed and floated in front of him, arranged in a straight line. In an instant, they flew over his head and shot towards Wang Ke.

  In an instant, the sword energy in the air fluctuated and cold light flashed, looking like a falling meteor. The angles of these several sword lights were extremely tricky, sealing off all of Wang Ke's retreats.

  "Haha, kid, under the sword light and shooting stars, you have nowhere to escape" He unleashed his ultimate skill, and Hai Feng suddenly became proud, looking at Wang Ke.

  If it were an ordinary Nasal Qi mid-term disciple, facing this move that would cut off all retreats, they might appear flustered, but Wang Ke's mouth corner flashed with a hint of disdain, his left hand lightly waved, and a spiritual energy shield condensed in front of him.

  "Do you want to use your turtle shell to withstand my sword light? You're asking for trouble, kid!" Seeing Wang Ke display the unique secret technique of Xuanwu Peak, a hint of disdain flashed in Haifeng's eyes.

  At the same stage of Nasal Qi cultivation, he was confident in his sword light and would definitely be able to break through his opponent's Xuanwu shield armor.

  "Here it is, the Turtle Shell Secret Technique of Xuanwu Peak! Haha, Brother Wang, why aren't you lying on the ground? That way your defense would be greatly increased!" A mocking voice came from the sidelines as Wang Ke unleashed his ultimate move.

  "Haha, that's a good point, the turtle shell shield isn't used like that. It seems this junior brother hasn't grasped the essence of this secret technique." Another disciple from Qinglong Peak also started to mock him.

  "Hmph, you two bastards, if you have the guts, go up and fight yourselves!" The disciple of Xuanwu Peak at the side of the arena couldn't bear to listen anymore and suddenly shouted in anger.

  "How about it, young one? If you have the guts, I can accompany you up there to practice and let me see your turtle shell shield technique. " The two Qinglong Peak disciples turned their eyes towards the young man who spoke, ignoring the anger on his face, and sneered even more triumphantly.

  The disciples of Xuanwu Peak are weak, also in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, but obviously they have just entered the middle stage of Nascent Soul for a short time, and are not even a match for these two Qinglong Peak disciples.

  "Stop arguing, look quickly!" Just then, a surprised voice came from the mouth of a White Tiger Peak disciple beside him. Everyone turned their eyes to the scene, and saw that Hai Feng's sword light had already collided with Wang Ke's Xuanwu shield in mid-air, and intense sparks burst out instantly.

  At the same time, a faint sound of gold and iron came to everyone's ears, and the five cold sword lights that were pressing in were bounced back with one pop. The sword light was noticeably weaker, and the spiritual power on it fluctuated violently, while the Xuanwu shield armor did not change at all.

  "How is this possible? How can the humble Xuanwu shield withstand my Starlight Sword?" The opponent, Haifeng, exclaimed in shock as he saw his sword light being deflected.

  His ultimate move, Sword Light Flowing Star, was incredibly powerful and destructive. Among those of the same rank, he was already a standout with just this one move. He had originally planned to take down his opponent with one hit, but unexpectedly, his ultimate move didn't even gain an advantage, and the sword light was weakened by the counterforce.

  "No way, did I see it wrong? The sword light of Hai Feng Shixiong's Flowing Star was actually blocked by this guy?" A disciple from Qinglong Peak who had previously looked down on Wang Ke exclaimed in surprise.

  Another disciple of Qinglong Peak widened his eyes, staring at Wang Ke with an incredulous expression, while the disciple from Xuanwu Peak seemed to raise an eyebrow and snort, casting a glance at the previous Qinglong Peak disciple, letting out a cold hum.

  "It seems that this disciple of Xuanwu Peak is not weak after all, and can actually block such a powerful sword light." The White Tiger Peak disciple said with a serious expression.

  "I don't believe your strength is really that strong" Haifeng stared at Wang Ke, his expression seeming to calm down, but the light in his eyes was flashing fiercely. His right hand urged on the sword, and five sword lights flew back instantly. Then, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he charged towards Wang Ke with a swift movement of his feet.

  The five sword lights rotated in the center, instantly condensed into one sword light, and the breath emitted by this sword light increased significantly, and its radiance also intensified a lot.

  A flash of sword light shot towards Wang Ke, who didn't dodge or evade. He simply raised the Xuanwu shield to block in front of him. With a loud crash, the sword light collided with the spiritual shield once again.

  Another sound of metal clashing echoed through the air, a strong spiritual power fluctuation spread out, this strike's power was several times stronger than the previous one.

  However, to everyone's surprise, a sword light was bounced into the air, and Wang Ke stood still on the spot, with only a slight flicker of spiritual energy on the surface of his Xuanwu shield armor, without any change.

  Wang Ke stared at Hai Feng, a look of disdain in his eyes, as if mocking him for being overconfident. Under Wang Ke's gaze, the young man's face turned beet red, looking extremely ugly, his self-esteem severely wounded.

  Seeing his powerful attack couldn't even break through the opponent's defense, Haifeng felt like his face had been slapped hard.

  "A damn!" A loud shout, and Hua Feng's left hand moved swiftly, a pale golden talisman flashing into existence before being slapped onto the flying sword. The golden light flashed, and the talisman dissolved into the sword, disappearing from sight.

  In an instant, the flying sword's surface was covered with a layer of golden light, its aura doubled, and the sea breeze swept up the sword light. The green flying sword in his hand was thrown out, suspended in front of him instantly, then the spiritual energy surged out of Haifeng's body, frantically pouring into the flying sword, causing it to suddenly surge with energy, before transforming into a golden light beam that shot towards Wang Ke.

  Wang Ke felt a sudden tightening of his body, locked in by a powerful aura. His gaze condensed as he looked at the flying sword across from him. Haifeng had used a talisman to boost the power of the flying sword by an entire rank, and now its explosive force was even stronger than before.

  "Astonishing! Haifeng actually used the Golden Sword Symbol!" A shout of surprise came from a Qinglong Peak disciple at the scene, who did not expect that the powerful Haifeng would use the Golden Sword Symbol to deal with Wang Ke, which was enough to show just how strong Wang Ke's abilities were.

  "Despicable!" The disciple of Xuanwu Peak shouted angrily, clenching his fists, while the disciple of Baitu Peak also frowned, clearly disapproving of this behavior.

  Wang Ke gazed coldly at Hai Feng, suddenly releasing a small burst of spiritual energy that shattered the seal on his acupoints, then retrieved the Xuanwu Shield Armor.

  "Hah, you're looking for death!" Seeing Wang Ke put away the Xuanwu shield armor with astonishing defensive power, Haifeng's eyes flashed with a cold light, and a hint of cruelty appeared at the corner of his mouth. Not only did he not withdraw his attack, but he also urged on his spiritual energy, increasing the sword light's power.

  While the onlookers watched Wang Ke put away the Xuanwu shield, they also saw Haifeng urge his sword energy to its maximum. Most of them gasped in shock and then secretly wiped a cold sweat for Wang Ke. Of course, there were a few powerful White Tiger Peak disciples who had an expectant look on their faces. Seeing that Wang Ke's expression was calm, they immediately guessed that Wang Ke absolutely had his own plan.

  As expected, when the strong sword energy of Haifeng was only a few feet away from Wang Ke, five sword lights suddenly burst out of Wang Ke's body. The five fierce sword lights instantly merged into a giant python, which pounced towards Haifeng's powerful sword energy.

  A shocking scene unfolded, after using the Golden Sword Symbol, Hai Feng's sword energy was incredibly powerful, but it was shattered by Wang Ke's sword light in an instant.

  Sword Dragon suddenly appeared in front of Hai Feng, and in an instant, it collided with him, sending him flying out with a powerful force. Hai Feng's face turned pale as he hovered in mid-air, fresh blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. At the same time, his cyan long robe was torn to shreds by the sharp sword energy.

  The "Bang" sea wind fell outside the field, struggling for a few times without getting up, extremely embarrassed, while the five sword lights wrapped around and flew back into Wang Ke's body instantly. At this time, all the disciples who were watching from the sidelines were already stunned.