Chapter 42 - 42 39 Ling Xu's Flying Shadow

42: Chapter 39 Ling Xu’s Flying Shadow 42: Chapter 39 Ling Xu’s Flying Shadow Under the strained gazes of the crowd, the space before Ye Xuan seemed to be filled with Jun Wuyan’s claws, as if they were omnipresent, blurring the lines between reality and illusion. Below the platform, the Princely Heirs also had their hearts in their throats. Under such a fearsome assault, if it were them, they feared they would only be able to surrender, for they simply couldn’t discern the technique’s trajectory, let alone how to defend against it. Jun Wuyan himself was very confident. His Cloud Breaking Sky Shredding Hand had defeated opponents of the same level, and Ye Xuan, after all, was merely a Third-Grade Martial Master. How could he possibly withstand such an attack? “To speak of victory and defeat now is perhaps a bit premature.” A gleam flashed in his eyes as he faced the storm-like offense. Ye Xuan’s energy sank into his Dantian and with a “clang,” he suddenly drew his Star-cutting Saber, his gaze firmly fixed on Jun Wuyan’s assault. At the moment when the savage offense was about to hit, he actually stomped on the ground, not retreating but advancing instead. “Courting death!” Seeing Ye Xuan advance rather than retreat, a ruthless glint also flashed in Jun Wuyan’s eyes, and his techniques became even more fierce and imposing. Nangong Yao and Ye Ba, among others, were also somewhat alarmed. If even the techniques were indiscernible, wasn’t Ye Xuan’s rash advance too reckless? However, the next moment, the anxiety in their hearts settled down. In their line of sight, Ye Xuan’s Star-cutting Saber, as if it had eyes, sliced horizontally with great precision, striking Jun Wuyan’s claws and causing a slight flaw to appear. “He actually saw through it?” This time, not only was Jun Wuyan surprised, but Xia Xun was also exceptionally astonished. She had a hard time seeing through Jun Wuyan’s Cloud Breaking Sky Shredding Hand, yet Ye Xuan was able to make such an accurate judgment? Was it true strength, or was it a stroke of luck that led to this outcome? “**** luck! See how many times you can block me?” Jun Wuyan’s expression darkened; his previously smiling face instantly vanished without a trace. As a coldness surged in his eyes, his techniques became even more vicious. “Do it ten more times, and the result will still be the same.” Ye Xuan’s expression remained unchanged, his Star-cutting Saber swiftly cutting through the air. No matter how much Jun Wuyan accelerated, he was ultimately unable to threaten Ye Xuan. Every attack was neutralized, as if landing on a sponge. No matter the force used, the outcome remained the same, and there was a certain degree of recoil. Clang clang clang! The sound of clashing thunder and purplish True Qi collided continuously. As the two combatants elevated their exchange, the hunting platform below also cracked a little with each clash, and in no time, it was riddled with cracks, a desolate scene. “Purple Blood Strike!” Incapable of taking down Ye Xuan for so long, Jun Wuyan grew impatient. His True Qi violently surged as if all of it was gathered in his fist, making the power contained within feel as if it encapsulated the fury of an entire mountain, wild and unstoppable. Boom! In the instant Jun Wuyan threw his punch, an explosion occurred in the air. Then, the horrific, purple-lit fist smashed down towards Ye Xuan with the force of a landslide. As the punch approached, Ye Xuan’s pupils were filled with a purple glow. However, facing the terrifying punch, he swung his saber again, slashing five times in quick succession. His footing also perfectly matched, taking five steps, and with the final slash, the blade gathered astonishing lightning, splitting into five, its might formidable. Boom, boom, boom! S~eaʀᴄh the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. A thunderclap erupted from the flat ground—Thunder Blade Skill third stance, Five Thunders Shatter the Heavens! Seeing the Saber Skill employed by Ye Xuan, Ye Ba’s gaze immediately sharpened. This move was precisely the one that Ye Xuan used to defeat him at the clan meeting back then. Except, the power of this strike was clearly much greater than before. The strike that was once sufficient to instantly kill a Third-Grade Martial Master like him was now, even more powerful and unpredictable. Boom, boom, boom! Lightning and purple brilliance intertwined, and the intensity of their collision dramatically increased. The stone tiles of the hunting platform exploded into several large craters. Yet among them, two silhouettes were still interweaving, fighting fiercely. “Terrifying, although they’re both Princely Heirs participating in the autumn hunt, these two are much stronger than the others.” “Indeed, Jun Wuyan’s strength isn’t a surprise to me, but Ye Xuan’s current strength is so profound. How could such a person have ever been called a waste before?” “His father, Ye Xiao, was once the number one young master of the Great Xia Kingdom. As the saying goes, ‘a tiger father will not beget a dog son.’ Even if he was somewhat inconspicuous before, I’m afraid he was never ordinary.” “Exactly, now it seems that even in a confrontation with Jun Wuyan, he may not necessarily lose.” Amidst the discussing voices at the venue, there was an evident shock over the intensity of the battle. But within those voices, most were surprised by Ye Xuan’s strength, which had surpassed all expectations. “How could this guy be so strong?” Jing Feng and Qi Shaofeng, among others, were also watching the battle unfold, originally hoping Jun Wuyan would teach the opponent a good lesson for them. However, to their surprise, the situation on the hunting platform was evenly matched. It now looked like whether Jun Wuyan could win was another matter altogether. “Don’t worry, I believe that as the Princely Heir of the Jun family, Jun Wuyan won’t be without a trump card. Once he reveals it, Ye Xuan will undoubtedly be defeated,” Li Xiong said grimly. Hearing this, Jing Feng and Qi Shaofeng could only nod in agreement, though their expressions had begun to turn ugly. If even Jun Wuyan could not teach Ye Xuan a lesson for them, then whom could they rely on? Puff puff puff puff… On the stone platform, the clash was extremely intense. The flash of sabers and Hand Seals poured down on each other like a torrential rain, and under such comprehensive attacks, both sides took hits, their clothes torn with numerous cuts, stained with splotches of blood. Thud! Another fierce collision sent both figures retreating, their mouths trickling with fresh blood. “Damn it, you lowly servant, how dare you hurt me!” Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, a mad murderous intent flickered in Jun Wuyan’s eyes. Six months ago, Ye Xuan had been a worthless heap, but in such a short time, he had grown strong enough to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with him; if Ye Xuan were given more time, wouldn’t he become even more of a threat? This young man, he must not be spared! Whoosh! Purple True Qi surged wildly around him. In a short time, the purple light that had lingered on his body vanished, rushing into his eyes along his body’s meridians. His eyes shifted from purple to red, as if he had undergone a Demon Transformation. “It’s the ‘Purple Blood Madness’ formula of the Purple Blood Skill; Jun Wuyan is really going for broke.” Xia Xun took in a sharp breath, not having expected Ye Xuan to push Jun Wuyan to such extremes. With eyes turning a fierce red, Jun Wuyan’s combat strength soared once again. His face pale yet marked with a chilling smile, this time he was determined to completely cripple Ye Xuan, leaving him with no chance of turning the tables! Swoosh! On the hunting platform, Jun Wuyan burst forth swiftly, his body and face seemingly contorted with madness as he launched a ferocious attack on Ye Xuan. Taking a deep breath, Ye Xuan’s expression remained calm and composed. He moved with incredibly light footsteps, the rhythm of his Star-cutting Saber perfectly synchronized with his footwork. Each step flowed into a saber strike, their harmony seamless. Despite Jun Wuyan’s aggressive onslaught, Ye Xuan, who seemed to be at a disadvantage, managed to hold his ground with such clever maneuvers, making it impossible for Jun Wuyan to end the fight quickly. Ye Xuan was steadily forced back, his space to maneuver greatly reduced, and defeat seemed only a matter of time. However, unnoticed by many, Ye Xuan’s footwork was actually picking up speed. As he retreated further, his movements became increasingly elusive and mysterious. “Something’s not right.” Someone was the first to sense that something was amiss, for Ye Xuan’s figure was beginning to blur, becoming hard to discern. Gradually, most of the audience found his form to be flickering and elusive, difficult to grasp. Puff! Above the hunting platform, Jun Wuyan tore open Ye Xuan’s body, but as the figure dispersed, a blurry silhouette suddenly soared into the sky. Like a bird taking flight, it glided through the air, stepping and leaving behind a trail of afterimages, exhibiting utmost grace. The ultimate level of the Ling Xu movement technique, the Soaring Shadow Step! “How can there be such an ethereal movement technique?” Everyone was dumbfounded. Martial masters did not have the ability to fly, and even Martial Sects possessed only the brief ability to hover. Ye Xuan’s aerial gliding was virtually indistinguishable from hovering. Such movement techniques were unheard of. Originally, Ye Xuan’s mastery of the Ling Xu movement technique was only at the first level, but his comprehension was not something that could be measured by ordinary standards. Learning martial arts in combat seemed outlandish to others, but for Ye Xuan, it was nothing surprising. The greater the pressure he faced, the easier it was for him to have a breakthrough. In his previous life, he was the Martial God. No one knew the extent of his potential. On the hunting platform, Jun Wuyan incredulously watched Ye Xuan’s ethereal body, with no time to react, as he was struck from behind. Caught off guard, his body flew off the platform like a kite with its string cut, crashing to the ground with a violent spurt of bright red blood. “He actually won…” When everyone’s gaze converged on the figure that had fallen, the entire area fell silent in an instant. While Nangong Yao and Ye Ba, among others, saw the young figure still standing proudly on the hunting platform, slowly sheathing his saber, surges of joy began to flood their faces…