Invincible Divine Sword-Chapter 142 - : Battle Against Guo Wei
Chapter 142: Chapter 142: Battle Against Guo Wei
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Hearing Zhong Yun say that Yang Xiaotian was no match for Xiao Yong, the vice president of Tiandou Academy, Fan Riquan, the second elder Zhu Chenhui, and others didn’t open their mouths, effectively acknowledging Zhong Yun’s statement.
Although Yang Xiaotian’s fists had just sent Hu Xiangqian flying, which was surprising and unexpected, in the eyes of Fan Riquan and others, Yang Xiaotian was at most among the top ten in strength. Compared to Xiao Yong, who was among the top seven, he still had a certain gap.
Although Hu Xiangqian possessed the Ancient Berserk Beast Bloodline, Fan Riquan and the others could see that Hu Xiangqian’s bloodline had just awakened not long ago, so its power wasn’t strong, which was why he lost to Yang Xiaotian.
Xie Hong spoke up, “I just don’t know what kind of Body Refinement Realm technique Yang Xiaotian has cultivated. His physical body is incredibly strong.”
Curiosity filled him regarding this.
He remembered that the Body Refinement techniques of Divine Sword Academy weren’t that powerful.
Zhong Yun, however, disagreed, “He’s just stronger than Hu Xiangqian. If compared to the physical bodies of Guo Wei or Lin Xiao, he’s still far behind.”
“If his first match had been against Guo Wei or Lin Xiao, the result wouldn’t be as it is now. If he were to clash head-on with Guo Wei or Lin Xiao, he would definitely be sent flying by both of them.”
Fan Riquan nodded and said, “Yang Xiaotian’s body is indeed strong, but compared to Guo Wei, who has cultivated the ancient Body Refinement techniques, there is still a significant gap.”
Amidst the discussion, Yang Xiaotian made his way to the stage.
Xiao Yong looked at Yang Xiaotian with burning eyes, “Yang Xiaotian, your strength is indeed great, worthy of being among the top ten. You could have completely passed this enrollment assessment of Tiandou Academy.”
“But unfortunately, your second matchup is against me.”
The implication was clear, Yang Xiaotian was fated not to pass this enrollment assessment of Tiandou Academy.
Watching Xiao Yong, full of confidence, Yang Xiaotian merely smiled, “You’re right, it is indeed regrettable.”
Realizing the irony in Yang Xiaotian’s words, Xiao Yong’s expression darkened, and with a cold snort, he activated his Tyrant Dragon Art. Suddenly, an astonishing force burst from within him.
Around Xiao Yong’s body, eight astounding streams of energy made their appearance.
Each stream was as thick as an arm, coiling around Xiao Yong with intelligence, one could faintly discern the form of a flood snake within them.
But the scene had taken everyone by surprise.
“Tyrant Dragon Art, the eighth level!” Zhong Yun was astonished, then laughed, “Unexpectedly, Xiao Yong has cultivated the Tyrant Dragon Art to the eighth level!”
Xiao Yong’s demonstration of the eighth level of Tyrant Dragon Art also amazed Xie Hong, Fan Riquan, and others.
The Tyrant Dragon Art, only second in power to Xiao Yong’s Stars Infinity Technique.
In the past hundreds of years of the Tiandou Imperial Family, very few ever successfully cultivated the Tyrant Dragon Art, and no one had ever reached the eighth level at the age of Xiao Yong.
Fan Riquan, admiring Xiao Yong on the stage, exclaimed, “Xiao Yong is truly unequaled in talent. If he continues to cultivate in this manner, in twenty years he might become the first in Tiandou Imperial Kingdom to cultivate the Tyrant
Dragon Art to its highest level.”
The third elder, Sun Ze, also smiled, “I’ve taken a liking to this Xiao Yong. When the time comes, I want to take him as my disciple; I hope none of you will compete with me for him.”
On the stage, Xiao Yong’s aura continued to rise as a large saber appeared in his hand.
This saber was none other than the renowned Tyrant Dragon Saber of the Tiandou Imperial Family, the blade engraved with a lifelike Tyrant Dragon.
In the sunlight, the Tyrant Dragon seemed to come to life.
“Yang Xiaotian, don’t say I didn’t give you a fair chance, show your weapon!” Xiao Yong holding the Tyrant Dragon Saber, pointed its tip at Yang Xiaotian, his imposing aura making many of the female students’ hearts flutter.
“Against you, it’s not necessary,” Yang Xiaotian shook his head.
“What? Yang Xiaotian actually wants to face Xiao Yong’s Tyrant Dragon Saber with his bare hands!” Hearing that Yang Xiaotian would not use a weapon, many of the seasoned warriors of the academy were stunned.
Zhong Yun scoffed, “So arrogant and conceited!”
Second elder Zhu Chenhui laughed, “Having just defeated Hu Xiangqian, it’s no wonder he’s so confident.” freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
“Confidence is good, but blind confidence is foolishness, ignorance!” Zhong Yun criticized.
Hearing Yang Xiaotian intended to defend against his Tyrant Dragon Saber with bare fists, Xiao Yong’s expression turned grim. From a distance, he suddenly slashed out towards Yang Xiaotian.
Accompanied by the sound of a dragon’s cry, a shocking saber qi flew out like a wave of green light.
The current in the space of the stage was instantly cleaved in two.
The blade energy passed by, and the ground of the arena actually started to crack open.
“Such a marvelous display of the Perfection Realm Tyrant Dragon Saber
Technique!” Upon seeing Xiao Yong’s Tyrant Dragon Saber Technique, Zhong Yun exclaimed, “Indomitable and possessing the might to split the heavens like a Divine Dragon!”
However, before he could finish his words, he saw Yang Xiaotian casually throw a punch and disperse the supposedly indomitable and sky-splitting might of the Tyrant Dragon saber energy.
Right after, Yang Xiaotian’s figure flashed, and he was already in front of Xiao Yong.
Xiao Yong only felt a blur before his eyes as Yang Xiaotian had already arrived in front of him, causing him great shock at the speed Yang Xiaotian had reached.
Without time to think further, he swung the Tyrant Dragon Saber in his hand toward Yang Xiaotian’s head.
A buzzing sound resounded.
Under the wave of saber energy, the crowd could even see Yang Xiaotian’s hair flying about.
However, as the opponent’s Tyrant Dragon Saber was about to strike, Yang Xiaotian flicked his finger on the blade of the Tyrant Dragon Saber.
Xiao Yong only felt as if his Tyrant Dragon Saber had been struck by a giant hammer; his arm hurt, and the saber was flipped out of his hands, his own body swayed by the force.
Before Xiao Yong could recover, Yang Xiaotian suddenly unleashed a punch.
The force of the punch landed on the nine True Essence Flood Snakes that surrounded Xiao Yong’s body.
With a thunderous roar, the nine True Essence Flood Dragons were blasted apart simultaneously, and Xiao Yong was sent flying. But it wasn’t over yet; Yang Xiaotian’s figure flashed again, arriving in front of Xiao Yong and smashing down with another kick.
Xiao Yong fell like a meteor from the sky, crashing onto the arena.
Debris rolled across the platform.
Yet, the square fell silent.
Looking at Xiao Yong smashed onto the arena, Li Hong and others were stunned for quite some time.
Zhong Yun was particularly frozen in place.
Is it over?
Has it ended?
Xiao Yong, who cultivated the Tyrant Dragon Art to the eighth layer and the
Supreme Divine Power of the Tyrant Dragon Saber Technique to the Perfection Realm, was just like that, defeated by Yang Xiaotian with two punches and one kick?
In front of Yang Xiaotian, Xiao Yong, who was deemed by everyone as holding the seventh rank in terms of strength, seemed like a joke.
And from beginning to end, Yang Xiaotian didn’t even use any Divine Skills.
Even Guo Wei, who was watching from a distance on another platform, frowned upon seeing Xiao Yong pounded onto the platform by Yang Xiaotian; it seemed he had underestimated Yang Xiaotian.
Yang Xiaotian likely possessed the strength of the top four.
Strength only second to him, Xiao Yong, and Lin Xiao.
Looking at the defeated Xiao Yong, the referee harbored a skeptical expression, approached to carefully inspect Xiao Yong’s injuries, and only after verifying that Xiao Yong had no power to fight back did he announce with a complex expression that Yang Xiaotian had won.
Chen Changqing and He Le, who were always apprehensive, saw Yang Xiaotian win and could not help but show delighted smiles on their faces.
Yang Xiaotian’s consecutive victories meant that he had now entered the top hundred.
It could be said that Yang Xiaotian had already passed the Tiandou Academy’s recruitment assessment.
Soon, the second round of the other arena students also ended their matches one after another.
Eventually, out of the ten participants from Divine Sea Country, only Yang Xiaotian and the Son of Thunder managed to get through.
Next was the battle for the top hundred.
This time, Yang Xiaotian drew number four.
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And his opponent for this match turned out to be none other than Guo Wei! Seeing that his opponent for the round was Yang Xiaotian, Guo Wei let out a cold smile. He had been waiting for this fight for too long..
