Chapter 390 - Transform

Chapter 390 - Transform

After coming this far, luck was essential, and Zhao Yi was depressed that his opponent was Shao Wendong. This meant he would be eliminated after this round if there were no surprises.

Dong Yan wore a bitter smile because his opponent was Chen Lin. They might seem equally matched on the surface, but only they knew Shao Wendong and Chen Lin weren't as simple as they appeared.

This meant Liu Wuxie held a significant advantage in this battle compared to others. He had successfully avoided all the formidable opponents and ran into the weakest one, Luo Mingyang.

Everyone was just ranting, and no one dared question the sect. After all, the participants had drawn the numbers, and they couldn't blame others for it.

"Liu Wuxie, I might have forfeited if it were just the top eight, but we need a clear winner now," Luo Mingyang stated, knowing this battle was crucial for his chance to enter the top four.

As long as he could defeat Liu Wuxie, he would fight with everything he had, even if he had to put his life at risk. He could enter the Celestial Spirit Cave if he could secure third place.

The others shared the same determination, willing to give their all to advance and secure at least third place. The championship, however, seemed beyond their reach.

"You've hidden your cultivation, right?" Liu Wuxie shrugged indifferently. It was no secret Luo Mingyang wanted to kill him, and the latter's gaze had betrayed himself.

"You're right. I have already reached the fourth level of the Heavenly Dipper Realm!" Luo Mingyang said, unleashing a powerful aura. In the past three months, he must've had some fortuitous encounter to advance so quickly in his cultivation, like Liu Wuxie.

"No wonder you're so confident. But do you think you can defeat me just because you have reached the fourth level?" Liu Wuxie smiled. After all, in the Abyssal Underground World, he had sent Mu Yongyuan flying with a single palm strike, despite Mu Yongyuan being at the fourth level of the Heavenly Dipper Realm.

Now that Liu Wuxie has reached the first level of the Heavenly Dipper Realm, he could even face someone in the fifth level.

"Liu Wuxie, I'll make you regret your arrogance. Let's have a deathmatch!" Luo Mingyang pointed his sword at Liu Wuxie. He wouldn't be able to quench his hatred if he couldn't kill Liu Wuxie, and his anger was spiraling out of control just recalling what had happened in the marketplace.

"I accept your deathmatch!" Liu Wuxie said indifferently, which rendered Luo Mingyang's provocation useless. Fịndd new updates at novelhall.com

Upon hearing the mention of a death match, everyone's emotions were stirred. After all, everyone who had made it into the top eight was practically an inner disciple and could receive ten thousand points.

Even if they failed to advance to the top four, ten thousand points were enough for them to gain a footing in the inner sect. Thus, engaging in a deathmatch at this time was clearly unwise.

In the other three arenas, Shao Wendong, Chen Lin, and Wen Haoran had revealed their strengths in the fifth level of Heavenly Dipper Realm and had commenced the battles.

They had concealed their strength and refused to enter the inner sect even after reaching the fifth level of the Heavenly Dipper Realm. Their cultivation might have given them great authority in the outer sect, but they would risk being bullied by inner disciples if they advanced into the inner sect.

Thus, the best option was to wait until they got stronger before entering the inner sect. Similar logic also applied to the inner sect because most disciples wouldn't advance to elite disciples immediately after reaching the Heavenly Phase Realm.

The atmosphere in the arena was intense, with Luo Mingyang's murderous intent growing stronger and surging toward Liu Wuxie like tidal waves. The gravel on the ground hovered a meter above the surface.

"Liu Wuxie, die!" Luo Mingyang stabbed his longsword over with an earth-shattering display of strength. The arena shook violently, and the ground exploded under the pressure of the sword's aura.

Finding a mortal-grade martial technique in the mundane world was impressive, so how could there be such a profound one?

"I suspect he has a master guiding him. Do you think someone so young can accomplish this feat by himself?" Many people were suspicious, but investigations had revealed that Liu Wuxie was close to only a few people in the sect.

"He's just exceptionally talented. Didn't a prodigy emerge in the Azure Crimson Gate, who swept through all the outer disciples in two months?" Anything was possible in the cultivation world, and even more bizarre things had occurred in the past.

While everyone was discussing things among themselves, the Heretic Blade descended with overwhelming power. The entire arena was enveloped in blade intent, making Luo Mingyang feel as though he was stuck in quicksand and couldn't move.

The situation became increasingly unfavorable to Luo Mingyang. His grip tightened on his sword, his expression grim as he swung it horizontally, attempting to break free from the oppressive blade intent.

"Liu Wuxie, you forced me to resort to this! I'll take you with me even if I have to die!" Luo Mingyang entered a frenzy, his eyes becoming bloodshot. He lost his rationality with murderous intent filled in his chest.

A cruel smile rose on Liu Wuxie's lips, and the Heretic Blade swung out at an unimaginable angle. At this moment, the Fatality Blade Art's fourth form had finally reached greater mastery.

The blade had no traces. The entire sky and void were covered in Liu Wuxie's attacks, leaving Luo Mingyang with no room to maneuver.

"What a tricky attack. I'm afraid only Senior Brother Shao can deal with this attack!" The spectators left their seats and gathered around the arena, not wanting to miss this battle.

This was because Liu Wuxie's blade technique was terrifying. After all, even inner disciples couldn't find a flaw in it. A flawless martial technique meant the opponent could only wait for death.

"Transform!" Torrential abyssal energy gushed out from Luo Mingyang.

"H-He practices the abyssal race's cultivation technique! No wonder he reached the fourth-level Heavenly Dipper Realm in just three months!" The crowd was shocked.

While everyone marveled at Liu Wuxie's rapid progress, Luo Mingyang's own formidable growth was now explained: he had been cultivating abyssal techniques, accelerating his ascent.

After transforming into an abyssal devil, Luo Mingyang's appearance became even more sinister, and he swung his sword at Liu Wuxie's head.

This sudden change caught everyone off guard, and the sect's higher-ups wore a grim expression. They hadn't expected a disciple to practice the abyssal race's cultivation technique. If this got out, the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion would become a laughingstock.

"You think you can turn the tables around by becoming an abyssal devil? You'll still die even if you're a demon god!" Liu Wuxie had no psychological burden to kill Luo Mingyang, who had transformed into an abyssal devil.

Even if he didn't kill Luo Mingyang, he believed Elder Tian Xing would.

When the Heretic Blade fell onto Luo Mingyang, sparks flew around. Because Luo Mingyang had scales on his shoulder, it was tough for Liu Wuxie's blade to cut through.

After all, the abyssal devils were superior to humans if they were in the same cultivation. After transforming into an abyssal devil, Luo Mingyang's strength increased more than twofold and became comparable to the fifth level of the Heavenly Dipper Realm.

Luo Mingyang's physical strength had increased drastically, but his martial techniques were weakened. Relying on physical strength alone would be challenging to defeat Liu Wuxie.

"Hmph, let's see how many attacks your body can take!" Liu Wuxie wasn't in a hurry to kill Luo Mingyang and suddenly appeared behind him.