Chương 196: War God’s — Chapter 197 - Eastern Sakura Girl, A Mental Contest?

Chiba Ryuzaki is strong. If I'd used saber techniques — that move I comprehended from Tiger Howl Saber Art, "Blood-Burning Vigor Shakes the Heavens" — to counter him... With Nightmare Fire's enhancement, Chiba Ryuzaki's talent would've been weakened. Relatively speaking, winning would've been easier. Because Nightmare Fire seals a martial artist's five senses. He wouldn't have handled Nine-Flash Sword Trace so easily then. But. This is martial sparring. There's always more than one way to win.

Standing behind Chiba Ryuzaki, Wang Xian pressed his hand against the back of his neck. Point-stop. Unless there are follow-up countermeasures. On stage. The entire venue fell silent. Everyone waited. Chiba Ryuzaki smiled faintly. He turned around and sighed.

"Not planning to struggle a bit more?" Wang Xian smiled.

"You siblings should still have skills you haven't shown yet, right?"

"You..." Chiba Ryuzaki froze.

"I opened your meridians," Wang Xian said.

"I know a thing or two about you two. Your sister's talent is special. She can probably provide considerable support." Only the two of them could hear. Unconcealable shock surfaced on Chiba Ryuzaki's face. He hadn't expected Wang Xian to calculate even this. Even if it was just a guess.

"I'm guessing your sudden retreat wasn't instinct, was it?" Wang Xian smiled.

"In that situation, I was already at the arena's edge. You only needed one final move to defeat me. That would've been the correct play."

"Suddenly pulling back... did you sense danger?" Chiba Ryuzaki fell silent. Yes. Exactly. His sister had warned him. Looking back now, the sword shadows Wang Xian had condensed already filled the entire arena. If he'd launched that final move, Wang Xian would've vanished instantly, appearing at another sword shadow's position, then executed Phantom Sword Art's final technique. Thousands of sword shadows surging forward. He wouldn't have had time to react. Not even a shred of resistance. Instant defeat.

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"Phantom Shadow Sword Art. You've mastered the complete set." Chiba Ryuzaki asked, "Thousand Phantom Layers... I roughly counted just now. About 300 layers." To modify Phantom Shadow Sword Art and stack so many sword shadows within Thousand Phantom Layers... This level of skill...

"How long did it take you to learn?"

"A while, I suppose..." Wang Xian said modestly. Chiba Ryuzaki's expression turned wistful. Understood. Very quickly. How quickly? Based on when Wang Xian became Master Luo's disciple... half a month at most. Chiba Ryuzaki sighed.

"I've lost." The venue erupted. Quite a few students couldn't fully understand that final exchange. But the outcome was crystal clear. This was the third match! Against a fourth-realm master's disciple! Arena sparring or not, what kind of strength was this?

"I feel like... Wang Xian's combat style... why does it seem familiar?" Below stage. Bai Xingyun frowned.

"Too familiar!"

"Doesn't rely on life force. Relies on martial talent and combat instinct."

"Way too familiar!" He turned toward Yan Zhaoxue beside him.

"President Yan, don't you think he resembles that 'senior' we met in Martial Path Endless Trial?"

"..." Yan Zhaoxue. Alright, you're sharp. Without much real contact, you've already distinguished him by feel alone.

"I don't know," Yan Zhaoxue said flatly.

"How could they be alike? How old is that senior? How old is Wang Xian?" Her little secret with senior. No one else needed to know.

"True." Bai Xingyun nodded, then exclaimed, "Then it's really a shame this kid learned saber techniques. Damn, he should've studied sword arts!"

"Phantom Shadow Sword Art, such an advanced technique. Even I don't know it..."

"And he finished learning the whole thing in such a short time!"

"Modified it, too!"

"Then perfectly applied it in combat."

"Damn..."

"In realm and age, I'd call him junior..." Bai Xingyun grumbled.

"In martial talent and combat skill, I'd call him teacher." Yan Zhaoxue thought to herself: Chiba Ryuzaki lost. Next, his sister should take the stage. Senior's fought three matches straight. Time to rest. After all, winning these three matches... At this master's banquet, Principal Luo has completely secured her footing! It's just...

"Little Luo, how exactly did you teach him?" On stage, Principal Song scratched his head. Hearing Chiba Ryuzaki concede, even his scalp felt numb. He hadn't seen the key to this battle in advance either. This kid's combat talent is that high? He didn't just know one move of Phantom Shadow Sword Art. He'd learned the entire thing?

"He has good talent." Principal Luo said calmly. She warned herself: don't get excited. Maintain a master's composure. A glance at her little disciple, already flushed red with excitement. Heh. Still too young. Haven't seen any real occasions. But... She hadn't expected it either. This little low-tier horse, with one kick, had toppled these high-tier horses.

"Next, let him come down..." Principal Song said.

"Three matches drained too much stamina. Let your personal disciple take the stage." Principal Luo was about to nod. From the other side. Chiba Sato's second master disciple, Chiba Reiou, walked out.

"Wang-kun, I won't spar with that other disciple." The white-haired girl said calmly.

"I only want to spar with you." Wang Xian paused, then said with interest:"How do you plan to spar?"

"I'm not particularly skilled in martial arts," the white-haired girl gazed at him steadily, her voice so soft only they could hear.

"I specialize in mental control. That day, I know you manifested a Z-class beast in the final trial."

"I want to know what kind of beast that was."

"I want to try if I can endure it."

"If I can't endure it, I lose. If I can, I win. How about that?" Wang Xian looked at this Eastern Sakura girl. In her eyes. Only a brimming thirst for knowledge.

"Fine, but this place can't achieve manifestation," Wang Xian said. This wasn't Cloud Sky Island, after all.

"No need. I have a way." The white-haired girl shook her head and said quietly, "Empty your mind. Just imagine that beast. Using my talent, I'll seep into your mind's surface layer and perceive it clearly."

"Of course, you can't think of anything else... or I'll perceive that too." Not difficult. Wang Xian turned around, walked over to Principal Luo and the others.

"I'll fight one more match. This one's simple. Mental confrontation between us."

"Not a martial bout."

"Should be over quickly." Principal Luo frowned.

"That's their area of expertise. Can you hold out?"

"I don't need to hold out. She just needs to hold out." Principal Luo froze. What did he mean? A mental contest. Are you an expert in that too? ➤ Next: Lord Wang... How on Earth Did He Endure It?