The Eternal Soaring Sword

Chapter 26 - The Divine Body Reveals Its Power

After his cold words echoed, the surroundings became completely silent. One by one, they all saw an ordinary looking young man like an arrogant lion. The words "Flowing Cloud Sect" were enough to deter everyone here. It was the only sect near Dong Yang City, and although it was not a holy land, it was still an existence that only the people here could see. Liu Feng looked satisfied with the reactions of the people around him. He then looked at the Mo family provocatively.

Old Mo's eyes became anxious. Why hasn't Zhao Jiuge arrived yet? However, hearing Liu Feng's words, he became calm once again and silently looked at the young man before him. He thought that if he won this round, then perhaps Zhao Jiuge would not need to fight, so he stepped forward.

Mo Lingjie calmly looked at the field. Liu Feng gave off a strange feeling, but he did not know why. Mo Linger's beautiful face was filled with worry as she looked around, wondering why Big Brother Jiuge had still not come.

"Dong Yang City, Old Mo." His friendly smile was gone and he looked extremely solemn as he observed Liu Feng's every move. Even the surrounding spectators held their breaths to see what was different from a disciple from the Flowing Cloud Sect.

Liu Feng sneered filled with disdain and spirit light surrounded his body. Everyone was shocked as he stepped into the sky and calmly looked at everyone before turning to Old Mo. It turned out that Liu Feng had hidden his cultivation!

A commotion echoed around him. Stand in the sky! It was the mark of a Foundation Realm cultivator. Being able to reach such a realm at this age showed that he was worthy of being a disciple of a sect. Everyone thought that the Mo family would be destroyed. The eldest son of the Xiao family had entered the Dong Yun Sect. With such support, they could soar to heaven in Dong Yang City.

The sudden change also shocked the people from the Mo family. When Xiao Yi saw the reaction of the Mo family, he revealed a cold smile and thought, "Just wait until you lose, then I will show you everything ." Old Mo panicked when he saw the spirit power ready to attack him. He prepared himself to endure with all his might. Mo Longjie's calm face stiffened, but he did not panic, he just calmly said, "We admit defeat this round."

Liu Feng sneered. After Mo Longjie conceded, spirit power moved. It was like a burning sun had descended on Old Mo and swept over him. The red spirit flames devoured Old Mo in an instant and he was forced back a dozen steps. There was a burning smell coming out from his body and his face was extremely pale.

After one move, he increased his spirit power for the second attack. Mo Longjie's expression was gloomy as he stepped forward and shouted, "It's enough, we admit our defeat this time." At the same time, he coldly looked at Liu Feng. If Liu Feng continued, Mo Longjie would not mind to enter. Although the Flowing Cloud Sect was powerful, the Mo family was not someone who would let others bully them!

Liu Feng revealed a look of disdain and turned around without looking at Mo Longjie. In the distance, Zhao Jiuge ran towards here, and he had seen Liu Feng knock Old Mo down. Seeing how the other party was flying in the air, there was fear in his heart.

Upon seeing Zhao Jiuge arrive, the people from the Mo family heaved a sigh of relief. When Zheng Jie saw the lively young man arrive with a fluctuation of spirit power that was even stronger than a month ago, he could only sigh. He was afraid that he would never be able to catch up to this young man before him.

“Brat, you dare to come. I'm saying that I'll deal with you in a month. Today, you will see that this old man is not kidding. ” Seeing Zhao Jiuge arrive, Xiao Yi revealed a ferocious smile.

“Then it will depend whether you have the ability.” After reaching the Spirit Transformation Realm, he went to the mountains to test his strength to be able to realize his spirit power. Surprised by the increase in strength, he also became more confident.

Xiao Yun was slightly surprised by the handsome young man before him. “So you're the one who hurt my brother and stole his magic treasure. So young yet so fierce.” Although he showed contempt on the surface, he was a little cautious. From the fluctuations of spirit power, this young man was in the Spirit Transformation Realm but was only 15 years old.

Zhao Jiuge had no idea that each side had won and lost once in the first two rounds, handing the weight of the final fight to him. However, after reaching the Spirit Transformation Realm, he became confident. “I will return your father's words to you. Power is respected, there's no need to waste time talking all that shit. ” A thin smile appeared on his face, and the spirit power from his body shocked the hearts of those nearby.

“I heard that the reason for this conflict is this boy. She is very young — how is her cultivation level so high? ”

"Yes, I don't know where this kid came from."

"Who cares? We're just here to watch a good show. It will be difficult for both families to end this peacefully.”

“I feel it will not be good for the Mo family and this child. Didn't you all see? Even the Flowing Cloud Sect has sent people.”

After hearing the voice from the crowd, Xiao Yun smiled coldly and walked forward a few steps. "I want to see what power you have." Then his aura changed and his spirit power fluctuation increased. From the look of his aura, he was at the mid stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm!

After hearing Xiao Yun's arrogant words, Zhao Jiuge remained silent. He did not know if he was excited or nervous. Now that he had reached Spirit Transformation, he wanted to test his strength. He wanted to live his life in his own way and control his life from heaven. From the day he met Ye Wuyou, he wanted to control his own fate.

His eyes were filled with excitement as he walked towards Xiao Yun. This time, he would tell the Xiao family the meaning of "strength must be respected." He would send the sentence back to Xiao Yi and use his actions to brutally punch the Xiao family in the face.

Just like Xiao Yun, he also manifested his spirit power around him, and his clothes fluttered. An invisible aura spread around him, making Mo Linger's eyes turn into a crescent shape with a smile. On the day he broke through Spirit Transformation, he left Mo's house to practice controlling his spirit power in the mountains. There, he accidentally discovered the true use of the Sanskrit Divine Body. This was why Zhao Jiuge was so confident.

This time, he carried out a preliminary attack. The light blue long sword hummed as he injected spirit power into it. The sword moved and seven consecutive beams of sword light shot out, creating a sharp sound as they split the air.

"Definitely small tricks." Xiao Yun's words were filled with disdain, and he casually took out a magical treasure. It was a white sword. Seven similarly dazzling white lights shot out, accurately targeting the blue light that flew towards him. They collided and disappeared into thin air.

“Let me show you what a firefly means comparing itself to a bright moon. Let's feel the power of the Flowing Yun Sword Technique from the Flowing Cloud Sect.” Xiao Yun's face was filled with pride. After the first exchange of blows with Zhao Jiuge, Xiao Yun relaxed. After all, Zhao Jiuge was only at the initial stage of Spirit Transformation, and Zhao Jiuge's spirit power wasn't as strong as his. He also had the legacy of the Flowing Cloud Sect.

The spirit power within his body followed the route for the Flowing Cloud Sword and his hands swung gently forward and backward. The white sword turned into a meteor that shot towards Zhao Jiuge.

Seeing Xiao Yun use the Flowing Cloud Sword, Zhao Jiuge licked his dry slip and felt a stinging pain in his body. The sword had not even arrived yet, but he could feel its sharpness. At the same time, he could not help feeling envious. When would he find a suitable teacher and learn more powerful attack spells?

He concentrated and his spirit power rushed into the blue long sword in his hand. As the white sword became bigger in his eyes, he raised his hand to block it, but that meteor-like white sword suddenly split into many swords. They surged towards Zhao Jiuge like streams of flowing clouds.

Zhao Jiuge's pupils suddenly shrank. He did not have much battle experience, and this was the first time he had experienced something like this. He slightly panicked and swung his sword to block. However, he was surprised to find that after he swung his sword into the air, he felt a burning pain from his body, as well as a faint smell of blood. Fortunately, he was cultivating the Sanskrit Divine Body, or the attack would pierce through his body.

Zhao Jiuge let out a long sigh and looked at the huge wound on his body. It's still dripping blood. The meteor-like white sword that stabbed Zhao Jiuge had flown back into Xiao Yun's hands. Seeing Zhao Jiuge's grim face, Xiao Yun started laughing arrogantly.

Outside of the field, the people from the Mo family had heavy expressions. Only Mo Longjie was still calm; no one knew what he was thinking. Mo Linger's eyes were filled with worry and even began to cry.

Among the crowd was a beautiful young girl with sparkling eyes. “This piece of wood, he has a mountain of treasure but does not know how to use it,” muttered in his crisp voice with a funny expression. It was the mysterious girl from outside the auction house.

Hearing the ridicule and debate from the surrounding crowd, Zhao Jiuge glanced at the worried gazes of the Mo family. He took a deep breath to endure the pain and started cycling the Sanskrit Divine Body, the only thing he knew.

The lazy golden dragon within his dantian suddenly opened his eyes and changed from its usually lazy state to shining brightly. It slowly swam through Zhao Jiuge's body, creating a thin layer of golden light around him. The faster he swam through Zhao Jiuge's body, the denser the light was.

At this moment, not only did the gazes of everyone watching become solemn, but Xiao Yun's expression also darkened. He felt Zhao Jiuge's aura rise and a glint of cruelty appear in his eyes. He decided to no longer hold back—he would face Zhao Jiuge with a single blow.