Beggar Cultivation System-Chapter 317: Showing the Transformation Technique

The water torrent crashed into a barrier, creating a mist that spread through the air, while chaotic winds surged in its wake.

Apollo waved his tree branch, sending fire and wind blades flying toward his opponent.

The blades moved with incredible speed, appearing almost instantly before Kuo.

But the space in front of Kuo suddenly warped. In the next moment, the Great Serpent's head materialized, its mouth wide open. Acting like a vacuum, it absorbed all the oncoming blades.

Kuo reacted quickly, waving his hands to command the water chains around him. The chains lashed out at Apollo with destructive force, each one strong enough to demolish an entire street.

True Hardening!

Apollo activated a technique that enhanced his defense and durability at the cost of speed. However, he had already revised the technique. By incorporating aspects of his Simple Movement Technique and wind-related techniques, he eliminated its former weakness.

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Though he could use lightning, he avoided it for now. Fully relying on the Attribute would mean sacrificing the carefully crafted effectiveness of his other techniques.

Apollo braced himself as a few of the water chains struck him, some managing to push him back. But he quickly stabilized his body and began dodging the rest. Lightning flashed across his body, boosting his speed as he closed the distance to his opponent.

At the same time, Apollo spread his senses, scanning the entire battlefield.

Kuo, seeing Apollo approaching, wasn't alarmed. In fact, he smiled confidently as he flew toward his opponent. Using a Strengthening Technique, a mist erupted around him.

Water Body Serpent Fluidity Technique—a technique that required mastery of the Water Attribute. Kuo, as one of the talented juniors of his sect, possessed both the Water Attribute and the skills to fully utilize it.

Kuo's body became stronger, and as long as he had Qi to sustain it, he could maintain the technique indefinitely. With his master's Qi aiding him, he could push it to its limits.

With water chains, the Great Serpent head, and his enhanced body, Kuo charged at Apollo.

"Let me teach you a lesson! We from the Middle Continent are not to be messed with!" Kuo shouted, laughing as he drew back his fist, clenching it tightly.

Water torrents and chains swirled around his attack, amplifying its power.

As Kuo's assault neared, time seemed to slow. Apollo, calm amidst the chaos, focused on something else entirely. He had finally noticed something unusual about his opponent—an inexplicable surge of power.

Apollo's sharp eyes caught a faint stream of Qi, almost imperceptible, but his sensitivity to Qi allowed him to detect it.

Following the trail, he traced it to the balcony where Axton and the others were watching. His gaze landed on the old man from the Middle Continent—Master Li.

He saw it clearly: a thread of Qi emanating from Master Li's fingertip, unnoticed by anyone else.

Apollo sighed at the sight. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of pity for the old man.

It was evident that Master Li lacked confidence in Kuo's abilities. Resorting to such an underhanded tactic, he likely believed no one would notice.

The old man's pride wouldn't allow him to accept the idea of losing to those he deemed beneath him. His ego couldn't tolerate the humiliation of being defeated by "weaklings."

Even so, Apollo wasn't particularly surprised. Such actions were, sadly, part of their nature.

Unless he one day reached the pinnacle of cultivation—where he could reshape everything, including this flawed "nature"—he would continue to encounter people like Master Li.

Although this was just speculation about the personalities of the so-called "Young Master Syndrome" and "Master Li's Syndrome," Apollo felt like he was right.

As the world returned to its 'normal speed,' Apollo focused on the oncoming attacks. There were different ways he could escape this situation: he could make it seem as though he 'barely' dodged the attacks, or he could respond in a flashy manner, using all the defensive techniques in his arsenal.

But Apollo wanted more. He wanted Master Li to understand that even with his interference, Kuo would still be defeated—a crushing defeat that would shatter their egos.

With this in mind, Apollo closed his eyes.

Kuo smiled coldly, his killing intent rising to new heights as he saw his opponent seemingly accept his 'fate.'

Why else would the beggar kid close his eyes in the midst of an attack?

To Kuo, it was obvious. His opponent must have been scared sh*tless by his overwhelming power. Realizing his imminent doom, the beggar kid had no choice but to accept his fate—death at Kuo's hands.

But Kuo had already promised himself he wouldn't grant his opponent an easy death. No, this beggar kid would experience nothing but pain—unimaginable, unending pain.

Kuo would ensure his opponent stayed alive just long enough to beg for death instead of mercy. And, of course, Kuo would refuse. Pain… only pain.

These thoughts fueled the grin that spread across Kuo's face as his fist drew closer to its target, mere inches away from sending Apollo crashing into the ground.

However, something strange happened.

The moment Kuo's fist was about to land, Apollo opened his eyes, and a bright blue light glinted within them.

At the same time, Kuo felt an inexplicable fear and pressure. It was as though his body itself was rejecting his will. No—it wasn't just a feeling. His body literally refused to move.

Even the water chains and the water torrent halted mid-attack!

Realizing this, Kuo tried to retreat. But no matter how hard he tried, his body wouldn't budge an inch. He was beyond shocked.

As he observed the beggar kid in front of him, Kuo's body began to tremble with fear.

Apollo's form had changed. Where he once appeared to be a mere beggar, he now radiated an aura of divinity. Even in ragged, filthy clothes, his presence overwhelmed everything around him, making the quality of his attire irrelevant.

Parts of Apollo's body were now covered in blue scales—his cheeks, the sides of his eyes, his forehead, and his arms. Mist emanated from him, shrouding his figure in an aura of mystery.

Kuo gulped involuntarily, unable to tear his gaze away. Strangely, he could hear the sound of the Great Serpent emanating from Apollo, making him feel both apprehensive and compelled to lower his head, unable to meet the beggar kid's eyes.

Beads of sweat formed on Kuo's forehead, but even his sweat refused to roll down his face, as if paralyzed by the sheer presence of Apollo.

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