Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint-Chapter 1406 - 245: Jiang Ning Wins, the Champion’s Final Battle!
The Buddhist light around him bursts forth, and a golden Buddha statue suddenly appears behind him.
Clang—
Wan Jianyi’s long sword touches three inches in front of Mingxin’s brow, as if hitting an invisible barrier.
He gazes at the golden Buddhist light enveloping Mingxin’s body, and his eyes narrow slightly.
"The Immovable Wisdom King Body?" Wan Jianyi asks.
"Indeed, it is this monk’s strongest technique!" Mingxin joins his hands, showing no sign of resistance.
Seeing this, Wan Jianyi withdraws his sword and thrusts again.
Whoosh!
The void is split, a streak of black light emerges, aiming straight at Mingxin.
At this moment, Jiang Ning’s expression subtly changes.
He can sense that, before Wan Jianyi’s sword, the space is pierced and the void is distorted.
In an instant, the sword blade cuts through layers of void, landing on Mingxin’s forehead.
Now, Wan Jianyi’s expression changes once again.
Because he sees beneath the flesh, the skull is shimmering with golden light.
His sword strikes the golden skull, as if encountering an impenetrable wall, unable to advance even an inch further.
"This is..." murmurs Wan Jianyi.
"I am the reincarnation of Buddha, and this is the Buddhist bone!" Mingxin responds.
Immediately, he merges his hands over his forehead.
Zing—
Wan Jianyi’s long sword shatters into countless fragments instantly.
At this moment, Wan Jianyi decisively releases the sword hilt.
With his right hand, he forms a sword gesture.
Buzz!
An ardent sword intent bursts forth from within him, rushing skyward.
In an instant, the overhead array resembling water ripple and mist begins to wave.
"Kill!!" Wan Jianyi shouts again.
With the sword gesture in hand, he points forward.
Boom!!
A loud roar echoes.
Behind him, countless sword qi emerges, converging into a tide, three zhang high, like a tsunami.
At this moment, both Wan Jianyi and Mingxin seem insignificant under this tidal wave.
As if ready to be swallowed by this celestial might at any time.
Next moment.
Boom!!
The tide heavily crashes down, instantly engulfing them both.
Witnessing this scene, Jiang Ning squints slightly.
"What an immense sword intent!" he exclaims in awe.
At this moment, Zhang Ming and Wang Jiadi, among others, watch the scene in a daze.
"Is this the gap between us and the two of them?!" Zhang Ming’s expression becomes complex.
Merely standing afar, he feels the terror of the tide transformed by this sword intent.
Before this move, he feels he would be instantly swallowed by the sword intent.
The body forged from flesh and blood would be quickly obliterated by the sword intent.
"No wonder they’re first and second on the Heavenly List!" Wang Jiadi expresses sentiment.
At this moment.
The tide slowly disperses.
Only now can everyone see, Wan Jianyi’s right hand still forms a sword gesture, which rests in front of Mingxin’s forehead.
Seeing Mingxin’s upper garment shattered, only a few strips remain hanging.
Seeing Mingxin standing at the original spot, his entire body golden, like a towering golden Buddha, without any injuries.
"Mr. Wan, you still haven’t broken through my Undying Golden Body," Mingxin casually remarks.
"When did you reach this point?" Wan Jianyi asks.
"That was already months ago!" Mingxin casually answers.
Following this, he suddenly thrusts his palm out.
The palm, like a stone tablet, strikes forth.
Buzz!
It lands an inch in front of Wan Jianyi, as if hitting an invisible fortress.
"Protective Body Sword Qi!" Mingxin expresses in surprise.
Immediately, his palm changes shape, transforming into fingers, points at Wan Jianyi once more.
All transformations complete in an instant.
With Mingxin’s point, the sword qi surrounding Wan Jianyi instantly collapses.
At this moment, Wan Jianyi also prepares his adjustments.
He suddenly draws back.
Watching the closely following Mingxin, he retreats further.
But subsequently, his expression turns aghast.
Because he realizes no matter how speedily he bursts forth, he cannot create any distance from Mingxin.
Mingxin follows him like a shadow. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖
Boom!
Boom!!
Palm shadows fly, each strike lands on Wan Jianyi’s body.
In this moment, he’s no longer retreating but blown away, like a tattered sack flying backward.
Blood mist sprays from his mouth.
After a series of over ten palm strikes, Mingxin finally pauses.
While Wan Jianyi flies far, until he hits a barrier rising from the array, before dropping heavily down.
Around the drill ground, witnessing all this flash before their eyes, an uproar arises.
"Master Mingxin actually won?"
"Wan Jianyi, being first on the Heavenly List, actually lost to Master Mingxin!!"
"Master Mingxin is truly worthy of being the reincarnation of Buddha, his power is terrifying beyond measure!!"
"The Buddhist Golden Body is incredibly terrifying, Wan Jianyi couldn’t breach his flesh defense!!!"
"..."
Exclamations of awe ring out from all directions.
...
On the northern high platform.
"Wan Jianyi actually lost!!" Fifth Prince Ji Mingyuan’s expression turns grave, eyes flashing with disbelief.
"Fifth brother, you see too shallowly! Wan Jianyi reveals his sharpness, his power isn’t hidden much, whereas Master Mingxin hasn’t shown his hand for long, his ranking on the Heavenly List is based on former strength, the hiding of their powers, is no longer at the same level!" The eldest princess smiles lightly.
"Second sister teaches wisely!" Fifth Prince Ji Mingyuan bows his head.
"Fifth brother, you should change this temper of yours, it’s too lowly!" The eldest princess glances at Ji Mingyuan now, speaks.
...
In the drill ground.
Wan Jianyi rises, gaze fixed heavily on the distant golden figure standing.
At this moment, Mingxin appears completely different from before.
His entire body seems forged from gold, gleaming brightly, constantly reflecting golden rays.
"Brother Wan, would you like to battle again?" Mingxin asks.
Wan Jianyi exhales slowly: "First, I congratulate Master Mingxin for becoming this year’s Martial Champion!"
Hearing this, Mingxin’s gaze remains calm, then he looks towards Jiang Ning still watching at the drill ground’s edge.
"Lord Jiang, please enter the arena and teach us!!"
At this moment, the calm gaze of Mingxin subtly reveals his edge.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning looks at the distant Wang Hong.
"Please enter the arena, Jiang scholar!" Wang Hong’s voice arises.
Hearing these words, Jiang Ning immediately walks towards the center of the drill ground.
Wan Jianyi now stands at the edge of the drill ground, quietly watching the back of Jiang Ning, hands tightly clenched, knuckles turning white.
He thinks of his conversation with Jiang Ning earlier, recalls the ambitious words he uttered before.
Looking back now, feels like it’s a slap to the face.
Having truly fought Mingxin, he finally understands the significant gap between himself and Mingxin.
Mingxin’s physical strength, before him, has reached the Innate realm standing undefeated.
So he knows that to forcibly entangle further, would only bring disgrace upon himself.
Before his offensive techniques reach a new realm, he is entirely unqualified to battle Mingxin.
"How unfortunate!" Watching Jiang Ning’s back, he sighs once more internally.
Sighing for being unable to defeat Jiang Ning to prove himself.
Having lost to Mingxin, he is destined to rank below Jiang Ning, at most third place in this Martial Arts Examination, becoming Third Place in Martial Examination.
And such ranking in the eyes of the world, though first on the Heavenly List, he remains no match for Jiang Ning, let alone Mingxin.
Thinking of this, inevitably, there is an additional feeling of displeasure.
Having lost face-to-face with Mingxin, weaker in strength, he accepts the loss.
But having never faced Jiang Ning, after today, rumors will spread of his inferiority to Jiang Ning, inferior to an opponent not yet of age, which he cannot accept internally.
"After today, when time allows, I must openly battle him before the world, letting them see clearly my loss to Mingxin isn’t due to weakness, but because of Mingxin."
"As for Jiang Ning, it’s merely because he was lucky not to encounter me!"
With these thoughts, he clenches his fists, secretly making a decision.
Meanwhile, Jiang Ning reaches the center of the drill ground, arriving in front of Mingxin.
"Jiang scholar, do you need a weapon?" Wang Hong’s voice arises.
"King, give me a sword!" Jiang Ning replies.
"A sword?" Wang Hong hears this, looking at Jiang Ning in surprise.
Seeing Jiang Ning not joking, he raises his hand an empty grip, immediately a sheathed long sword appears.
"Jiang scholar, receive the sword!!" Wang Hong’s voice arises.
Boom—
He pushes forward with one arm, the long sword instantly pushes open air waves, flying towards Jiang Ning.
