Martial Arrogance Dragon Soul-Chapter 161 - 151: Spitting Sword to Kill
Nine dragon-like streams of sword qi soon converged, like myriad rivers flowing into the sea, forming an enormous whirlpool of sword qi that instantly engulfed Qin Qing within it.
Many people reflexively closed their eyes.
The terrifying strike from a Golden Core True Person was so formidable that it seemed Qin Qing could no longer defend against it!
But just when everyone thought Qin Qing would be annihilated under Xie Jin’an’s sword, suddenly, a series of golden lights burst forth from Qin Qing’s body.
Within the golden light, spiritual patterns intertwined, a powerful force of spiritual patterns materializing into a golden defensive shield that protected Qin Qing within it.
"Boom!"
It was as if the Milky Way was falling from the ninth heaven, crashing onto the golden shield.
Qin Qing was sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto the arena.
"Cough, cough!"
Blood spurted from his mouth, and bloodstains cracked along his body.
But he had blocked Xie Jin’an’s sword, with the help of a spirit talisman given to him by Bai Qiuhe...
The spirit talisman given by Bai Qiuhe was extraordinary; it could even block a strike from a Nascent Soul Ancestor, so naturally, it had no problem blocking a sword from Xie Jin’an.
However, the impact force of the flying sword was equally incomparable.
Although it blocked the fatal damage of the flying sword.
The heavy impact still shook Qin Qing to the core.
"Oh? You still have a Spirit Talisman for protection?"
Xie Jin’an revealed a hint of surprise, then walked over with a playful look.
"The Spirit Talisman is good, but... with your current cultivation, you probably can’t unleash even a tenth of its power, right?"
"I’m curious to see how many moves you can take!"
Xie Jin’an sneered, with nine streams of sword qi swirling around him.
"Swish!"
With a flick of his finger, a stream of sword qi slashed towards Qin Qing.
"Boom!"
Qin Qing was once again knocked away.
Xie Jin’an’s figure flashed, and he flew behind Qin Qing; a Golden Core True Person had already achieved the ability to fly rudimentarily. By the Golden Core Late Stage, they could levitate and fly at will.
Getting to Qin Qing’s back, Xie Jin’an struck again with his sword, once again sending Qin Qing flying.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom..."
Qin Qing was like a rubber ball, being struck away by Xie Jin’an in the air, back and forth.
Meanwhile, his injuries were getting more severe, and the protective shield formed by the spirit talisman was also gradually thinning, seemingly on the verge of collapse.
"Junior Brother, concede! Please concede!" Jiang Ruorong watched the scene with tears swirling in her eyes.
"Qin Qing, admit defeat!" Bai Qiuhe also stood up.
"We admit defeat!" Xu Qingyuan also shouted loudly.
"Heh... don’t get agitated!" Qin Chang became even more smug: "Ladies and gentlemen, according to the rules of the competition, if it’s about conceding, the person himself must concede; your concessions are useless and cannot represent Qin Qing!"
"If this continues, Qin Qing will be killed by Xie Jin’an. It’s clear that Xie Jin’an has no intention of giving him the chance to concede," Xu Fang said coldly, standing up: "Stop this match immediately, we from the West Courtyard concede!"
"That’s not for you, Xu Fang, to decide. The match is not over, and nobody can interrupt!" Shangguan Yong stood up and said.
On the West Courtyard’s side, six or seven people quickly stood up.
But at the East Campus, more than a dozen people stood up as well, obviously intending to stop the West Courtyard’s group from rushing to the Cloud Palace arena!
"Director Xu! I think it’s better for you heads and elders not to intervene in a fair fight between the disciples!" Shangguan Yong also sneered.
...
"Stop it!"
By the side of the Cloud Palace arena, Jiang Ruorong shouted loudly.
She wanted to rush over, but she was stopped by the purple-robed elder presiding over the match.
This purple-robed elder, also an elder of the East Campus, obviously sided with Qin Chang.
Seeing Xie Jin’an holding an absolute advantage and about to slay Qin Qing, he knew very well what he should do.
"We concede. Elder Ren, please let this match end here!" Jiang Ruorong pleaded.
"The match isn’t over yet, no one is allowed to interfere!" the elder in the purple robe said coldly, glancing at Jiang Ruorong.
"Boom!"
A loud noise.
The golden light dissipated!
In the Cloud Palace arena, the spiritual patterns protective shield around Qin Qing finally shattered.
"Bang!"
Qin Qing crashed onto the platform again, blood spewing from his mouth, melting the surrounding ice.
At this moment, Qin Qing’s aura was extremely weak, riddled with wounds, and blood gushed like a fountain, turning him into a blood-soaked figure.
"Heh... now without the protection of the spiritual patterns, what can you rely on?" Xie Jin’an took steps toward Qin Qing.
"Crack!"
With one foot, he broke the hand with which Qin Qing was holding the Azure Dragon Spear.
From the beginning to the end, Qin Qing had always held tightly onto the Azure Dragon Spear.
Even though he was continuously sent flying and ravaged by the sword qi, he never let go of the Azure Dragon Spear.
But now, Xie Jin’an broke Qin Qing’s hand.
The Azure Dragon Spear finally slipped from Qin Qing’s grasp!
"Look at you now, just like a dead dog!"
"You, in this state, dare compete with me for a woman?"
Xie Jin’an grabbed Qin Qing by the neck, lifted him up, and looked at him mockingly.
Qin Qing desperately opened his eyes, but blood almost sealed them shut.
"Die!" Xie Jin’an seemed to lose patience, he roared, and at the same time, the nine strands of sword qi around him stabbed at Qin Qing instantly.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
...
The nine strands of sword qi pierced Qin Qing’s body simultaneously.
In that instant, they were ready to turn Qin Qing into a sieve.
But at the same time, Qin Qing, who appeared to be on the brink of collapse, suddenly opened his eyes widely, his gaze flashing with intense sharpness.
And then, he spat something out.
"Puh!"
A beam of blue-green light shot out!
"Swoosh!"
The piercing sword qi revealed its edge at that moment!
Spitting a flying sword!
Qin Qing was actually a sword cultivator!
Almost no one knew Qin Qing was also a powerful sword cultivator!
"Not good..." Xie Jin’an felt a sense of foreboding, his eyes showing unprecedented horror. He wanted to back away, but it was too late.
Too close!
He was too close to Qin Qing!
And he hadn’t put up any defenses.
On one hand, he thought Qin Qing was drained, with no power left to resist.
Furthermore, he had broken Qin Qing’s hand, causing him to lose grip on his Spirit Soldier.
Thus, Xie Jin’an believed Qin Qing was no longer a threat, which is why he let his guard down and held Qin Qing in his hand.
But what he never expected was that, just as he was about to brutally kill Qin Qing with sword qi, Qin Qing would counterattack at that very moment, delivering a fatal blow!
"Pfft!"
The blue-green flying sword pierced directly through the center of Xie Jin’an’s forehead, through his Soul Palace, severing his Divine Sense!
Xie Jin’an still stood in the same spot, his eyes wide open! But— the life force in his body dissipated at an unbelievable pace, the light in his eyes dimmed within a few breaths, becoming dull and lifeless...
At that moment, the entire Great Qian Martial Institute fell into silence...
