Chương 108: War God’s : — Chapter 108 - White Tiger Soldier-Spirit, Geng-Metal Hexagram Image, First Yao —

The words fell. Wang Xian raised his blade and let out a tiger's roar.

"Tiger Spirit Heaven-Roaring Slash!" The tiger-roar shockwave from the vibrating blade crashed through the tunnel in visible ring-shaped ripples! For dozens of meters around him, two-meter-tall Bone-Gnawing Leopards with bared fangs froze rigid! Wang Xian's figure leaped like candlelight through the space, his blade flashing like silver carp vaulting a stream! Everywhere it touched, each Bone-Gnawing Leopard was precisely beheaded. Corpses shattered and dismembered as they fell! Tiger Roar Three Blades.

One of the most powerful advanced blade techniques. Whether for crowd control or single combat, it was terrifying to the extreme! BOOM! Several Bone-Gnawing Leopards exploded on impact! A torrent of bloody Malevolent Qi surged forth. The Demon Blade's white tiger pattern seemed to come alive, opening its giant maw to absorb the bloody Malevolent Qi! The Malevolent Qi passed through his Divine Meridians and instantly became a strand of Spirit Malevolence within Wang Xian's vast meridian network.

"The more I fight, the stronger I become!" Wang Xian narrowed his eyes. His body twisted lightly, like a speck of dust, effortlessly evading several pouncing leopards. Then with a soft laugh, he spun and leaped, his Demon Blade cleaving vertically as if parting the sea!

"Severing Mountains, Ten Thousand Layered Peaks!" Vaulting the abyss, pouncing the mountain, ten thousand beasts weeping! Under this slash, colossal blade-light spanned the tunnel. Its blinding radiance made the overhead lights seem dim! The falling blade-light wove a killing-intent-surging net of calamity. Bone-Gnawing Leopards caught within were first launched upward, then carved by a thousand overlapping blade-lights into uniform chunks of flesh that cascaded down. Exploding into sheets of bloody rain!

Wang Xian stood at the center of the blood rain, his Divine Meridians bright as star trails, untainted! Only the white tiger soldier-spirit image on his Demon Blade grew more solid. This one slash had reaped at least a hundred Bone-Gnawing Leopards. Just like mowing grass. He possessed Divine Meridians. With the Demon Blade in hand, amidst this beast horde, he would only grow fiercer the longer he fought. Bone-Gnawing Leopards exploded and generated Malevolent Qi.

So the Malevolent Qi he absorbed would naturally be even greater. Even with his Divine Meridians opened, there would be no consumption at all. Coupled with the dragon pearl and dragon-form stone key obtained earlier, both containing massive amounts of pure Malevolent Qi. The final three meridians were nearly refined. His current life force had reached 800. In just a day or two, he would reach 900. By then all 20 meridians would be fully cultivated into Divine Meridians!

That would make him a peak Second Realm martial artist. Freshman university martial artists, even He Yiming and the others, currently had at most just under 200 life force.

"Too weak." This narrative has been purloined without the author's approval. Report any appearances on Amazon. Faintly, a dignified, slaughter-laden beast roar came from the surging horde.

"The Leopard King?" Wang Xian's expression remained impassive, his eyes fixed on that giant silhouette ahead. Without hesitation, he reversed his grip on the Demon Blade and sped along the tunnel's side wall. The blade edge scraped the tunnel wall, striking thunderbolt sparks! Drawing near, he leaped upward and unleashed the final slash of Tiger Roar Three Blades. Tyrant Descends, Shattering Mountains and Rivers!

"Die a Martyr's Death! Tyrant Ruins, Mountains and Rivers Shatter!" A blade-light flickered across Wang Xian's cold, stern face. After the second form, he soared airborne, gripping the blade with both hands and cleaving down with full force. The blade-light rose vertically into the air! Tearing the entire tunnel open from bottom to top! RUMBLE! The entire tunnel seemed to collapse in on itself! Wherever the blade radiance passed, countless beast silhouettes toppled in unison, all vitality instantly drained!

Under this single slash. At least several hundred Bone-Gnawing Leopards died instantly! That Leopard King, before it could even attack, had its internal organs and bones shattered completely under this slash, its corpse dismembered. The white tiger soldier-spirit on the Demon Blade's edge grew more than half distinct!

"The Tiger Roar Three Blades' power is truly excessive..." Wang Xian thought to himself. At perfected mastery level, the Tiger Roar Three Blades had already reached this extent. Among them, even several D-rank Bone-Gnawing Leopard Kings had been one-shotted. The consumption was also terrifying, of course. This final slash alone had consumed at least all the Spirit Malevolence within three of Wang Xian's Divine Meridians. After all, it was an advanced martial art.

For a Second Realm martial artist, the consumption was still too intense. Being able to fully execute one complete set was already quite good.

"I'm nearly at peak Second Realm, so I should be able to execute it about four times." Wang Xian mused. Not bad. The key was killing on the spot and absorbing Spirit Malevolence on the spot. With the Demon Blade's absorption effect, plus his own Divine Meridian absorption. All in all... Basically, he could achieve "zero damage."

"Over a thousand small-fry beasts... shouldn't take too long..." Wang Xian charged into the leopard horde once more. And so, time passed. When Wang Xian walked out of the ruined tunnel through bloody water, the Demon Blade had transformed. The blade body's white tiger soldier-spirit was now three-dimensional and vivid, head raised as if about to fly out. The first yao hexagram image was fully illuminated, a Geng-Metal intent floating along the blade's edge, as if capable of severing all creation!

Weapon Six Yao, First Yao: White Tiger Soldier-Spirit, Geng-Metal Hexagram Image. Formed! —"Ding, the train has arrived at Chongyang City. 10-minute stop~" A crisp voice rang out from the train's broadcast. Last carriage. Bearded-Hu had rested for a few minutes and was about to head out to mobilize some station garrison troops, then return to the tunnel to check the situation. At that moment.

"Captain, look, someone's coming on the tracks!" One team member suddenly pointed into the distance. Bearded-Hu looked. It was Wang Xian, who had disembarked over 20 minutes ago. He froze. Wang Xian stepped up from the last carriage, grinning:"Where's my token?" Bearded-Hu dumbly handed it over. Wang Xian touched the blade sheath at his waist, his expression seemingly very satisfied:"It's already taken care of. When the time comes, send your own people to the tunnel to handle it."

Having said that, he went to the washroom to rinse his face, tidied his hairstyle, sniffed himself, felt there was no problem, and then returned to his carriage.

"Captain, what does he mean?" one team member asked, puzzled.

"How did he come back? What about those Bone-Gnawing Leopards?" Right. Wasn't he holding the rear in the tunnel? How did he come back so quickly? What happened in the tunnel?

"Heavenly Capital No. 10 Unit stationed at the Chongyang border, are you the E108 garrison squad? We received your request for reinforcements. What is your current situation?" A voice came from the signal device on the train. Bearded-Hu immediately gave a brief account of what had just happened.

"The tunnel? Hold on, we're not far from the tunnel right now. We'll go take a look immediately." A few minutes later.

"Hiss hiss hiss..." A series of sharp intakes of breath came from the signal device. Then a gulping sound followed:"Wait, if your garrison squad has a martial artist this formidable, why did you even request reinforcements?"

"What formidable martial artist?" Bearded-Hu was baffled.

"What do you think?" A holographic image transmitted from the signal device.

"See for yourself." In the image, the tunnel had collapsed. Over a thousand neatly, uniformly dead Bone-Gnawing Leopards were arrayed like farmland throughout the tunnel. In the center was the largest one, the Leopard King. Its head hung atop the pile of corpses. Seeing this scene, every garrison squad member present went completely numb... — Wang Xian returned to the carriage. The students in the carriage were still heatedly discussing Heavenly Capital City.

"No way, bro!" The sunny young man looked at Wang Xian returning and said, speechless, "You've been gone nearly half an hour!" Wang Xian laughed heartily, picked up his iced sour plum drink, and said:"Sorry about that, took a big one. Got carried away scrolling short videos on my phone while squatting." As he spoke, he took a light sip of the sour plum drink and nodded:"Still hasn't melted. Tastes great!" The sunny young man also burst out laughing:"Damn, that real, huh?"

Beside him, Little Xi tugged at Wang Xian's hand and whispered:"Big brother, take me with you next time."

"I can help you!" Wang Xian paused. The sunny young man's girlfriend laughed:"Little sister, your brother's going to squat on the toilet. What are you going to do?" Little Xi said:"Press the flush button for him."

"..." The two of them. The sunny young man laughed uproariously:"Bro, your little sister's hilarious."

"Oh right, I'm Wu Bo. What's your name?"

"Me?" Wang Xian thought for a moment.

"I'm Wang Xian." The moment the words came out. The surroundings suddenly went quiet. At that moment. The train started moving again. Facing the brilliant sunlight, the train sped toward the neon-brilliant Heavenly Capital City. The shadows and darkness behind were left in the tunnel. ➤ Next: Among This Year's Auditing Students, Is There One Called 'Wang Feng'?