Reborn in a cultivation world with my Ex girlfriends-Chapter 103: One Step Forward
The duel platform trembled.
Ji Fengyu’s feet slid backward across the stone as Wang Li’s Shadowfang dagger halted a breath away from his throat. The crowd’s collective breath seemed to stop at the same instant.
Silence.
Then
Boom!
Ji Fengyu forcefully erupted his Soul Sea aura, blasting Wang Li back several meters. He landed lightly, boots scraping against cracked stone, eyes calm but sharp.
Ji Fengyu touched his neck.
A thin red line had appeared.
Blood.
His pupils contracted violently.
"You..." Ji Fengyu’s voice lowered, no longer carrying arrogance, only disbelief. "You actually injured me."
A late-stage Soul Sea Realm cultivator.
Injured by someone who, just months ago, had been considered trash. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
The pavilion exploded into chaos.
"That dagger did you see it move?!"
"No, I felt it before I saw it!"
"He fused ice and fire qi... that shouldn’t be possible!"
Elders exchanged dark looks. Even Sect Master-level figures leaned forward slightly.
Wang Li straightened his posture, Shadowfang spinning once before settling into his grip. His breathing was steady, but inside, his blood was boiling.
So this is it... this feeling.
Not fear.
Not desperation.
But exhilaration.
Ji Fengyu laughed suddenly low, sharp, and dangerous.
"Good," he said. "Very good. You’ve earned the right to see my true strength."
The air around him twisted.
Azure-gold qi surged upward like a dragon awakening from slumber. The sky above the pavilion darkened as clouds spiraled inward, thunder rumbling faintly.
"Azure Sky Divine Art First Heavenly Pulse!"
His aura doubled.
No tripled.
The pressure slammed down, forcing weaker disciples to their knees.
Mu Qingling cursed under her breath. "Damn it... he’s serious."
Feng Yuling’s eyes hardened. "This is no longer a ’friendly exchange.’"
Yue Xian’er stood abruptly, her calm façade cracking for the first time. "Elder Ji, stop !"
But it was already too late.
Ji Fengyu moved.
He vanished in a flash of azure light, reappearing above Wang Li with a palm strike that carried the weight of a collapsing mountain.
"Die!"
Wang Li’s pupils shrank.
In that instant, time slowed.
He could feel every strand of qi in his body frost moon energy roaring through his left meridians, crimson fire pulsing violently through his right. His heart thundered, memories flashing
Mu Qingling’s reckless smile.
Feng Yuling’s quiet care.
Lin Ruoyan’s teasing eyes.
Yue Xian’er’s gentle gratitude.
I won’t fall here.
His soul ignited.
"Moonfire Reversal."
Ice and fire twisted together not clashing, but spiraling, merging into a terrifying vortex around his arm.
He punched upward.
BOOOOOOM!
The collision shattered the duel platform.
A shockwave exploded outward, ripping apart spirit banners and blasting cultivators off their feet. The pavilion groaned under the pressure as defensive formations flared to life.
Ji Fengyu was sent flying.
He smashed into a pillar, coughing violently as blood sprayed from his mouth.
Dead silence.
Wang Li stood amid shattered stone, his robes torn, blood trickling from the corner of his lips but his eyes burned brighter than ever.
He had done it.
He had overpowered a late-stage Soul Sea Realm cultivator head-on.
For three breaths, no one spoke.
Then
"This duel ends here."
A vast, crushing presence descended.
An elderly man in flowing azure robes appeared between them, his eyes deep as the ocean.
Azure Sky Sect’s Grand Elder.
Ji Fengyu knelt instantly, face pale. "Grand Elder..."
The old man’s gaze swept over the ruins, then settled on Wang Li.
"...Interesting," he murmured.
Wang Li bowed respectfully, though his muscles screamed. "Junior apologizes for any offense."
The Grand Elder studied him for a long moment before turning away.
"This matter ends," he declared. "Ji Fengyu, return and reflect."
Ji Fengyu clenched his fists, humiliation burning in his eyes as he cast Wang Li one final look a look filled with hatred, fear... and unwilling respect.
When they left, the pressure vanished like mist.
Only then did Wang Li’s knees threaten to give out.
Before he could stumble
Two hands grabbed him.
One warm.
One cold.
Mu Qingling supported his left side, glaring at him. "You absolute idiot. Do you know how close that was?"
Feng Yuling steadied his right, her voice quiet but intense. "Your meridians are strained. You pushed beyond your limit."
Wang Li chuckled weakly. "Worth it."
Mu Qingling glared harder. "Don’t say that!"
Feng Yuling said nothing but her grip tightened slightly.
Yue Xian’er approached slowly, eyes filled with admiration.
"You haven’t changed," she said softly. "Still risking everything without hesitation."
Wang Li met her gaze. "Some things matter more than safety."
Mu Qingling and Feng Yuling both stiffened.
