Chapter 305: Martial Skills of Ancient Times (II) (1/2)

Chapter 305: Martial Skills of Ancient Times (II)

Han Qian shook his head, “If we directly go on with a competition between the Demon Hunt Squads, since your internal spiritual energy has yet to reach 10,000, you will be able to participate. There are still five days before the opening of the Illusory Paradise, so the competition will begin tomorrow. Because of the lack of time, it is designed as a knock-out competition. Very simple, but also very cruel.”

Long Haochen nodded in response, “Grandteacher, I’ll register with you first then. All the members of our 21st general grade Demon Hunt Squad will be participating in this competition. Even if none of us manages to end up among those ten, it will at least serve as a good training exercise.”

Han Qian patted his shoulder, “You’re really a kid that causes others to worry. Let’s do it like this then. Even if you don’t end up in the top ten, your grandteacher will still look for a way to make up for you from our Temple.”

As they were speaking, extremely dense undulation of spiritual energy surged out from behind Long Haochen’s back, inside of the room. Immediately next, a surge of threatening killing intent instantly burst forth. Be it Long Haochen or Han Qian, both of them only felt their skin turn cold, filled with a chilliness coming out from the depths of their bones.

Master and disciple glanced at each other, filled with an extreme look of surprise, and Han Qian murmured, “This… This is…”

After a short time of surprise, Long Haochen was immediately in ecstasy, “It’s Cai’er! She broke through!” As he said this, he immediately turned back towards the room, rushing in.

Opening the door, Long Haochen found it difficulty to advance with the intense killing intent filling the room, but given the absolute feeling of trust between Cai’er and himself, he naturally felt no fear of being harmed by her, and still advanced without any hesitation.

On the bed, Cai’er was seated cross-legged, both her hands placed on her knees. On her palms and her forehead, a grey luster was faintly discernible, and on her back, a pair of immense black wings stretched out around.

Right, Cai’er’s wings were black. In stark contrast to Long Haochen’s brilliant golden glistening wings, her black wings engulfed all the surrounding light. Long Haochen and Han Qian had just gone in, but immediately felt as if those black wings absorbed their soul.

Han Qian was shocked to the extreme. Cai’er having now broken through the sixth step, she became truly the youngest person to ever break through the sixth step. She managed to reach the sixth step at an even younger age than Long Haochen, as she was still not even fifteen years old yet.

In the midst of Han Qian’s time of shock, Cai’er slowly raised her head, opening both her eyes.

Her originally brilliant grey eyes unexpectedly regained their luster, filled in a black pressing light. When her eyes locked onto Long Haochen’s eyes, a calm smile was drawn on her lips, in the midst of the endless aura of death.

This smile was only directed to Long Haochen; it was as if she didn’t even notice Han Qian’s nearby presence.

Seeing her moving eyes, Long Haochen was totally unable to hold back his emotions, tears gushing out madly, “Cai’er! Cai’er!!!”

Han Qian didn’t stay here any longer, discreetly moving back. With this warm scene happening between these two youngsters in the midst of the aura of death, he immediately went off to notify Ying Suifeng about the good news. Ever since Long Haochen broke through the sixth step, Ying Suifeng seemed to often talk about this subject.

Looking at Cai’er, Long Haochen advanced towards her in the midst of an intense killing intent. Without knowing whether it was because of being stimulated by Cai’er’s wings, Long Haochen’s back flashed in golden color, and immense golden wings came out. The whole room dazzled in gold and black, and intense fluctuations of spiritual energy seemed to soak like spring water.

With a light flap, Cai’er stood up on the floor.

So it has already been six months! This time has passed really quickly! Over this period, Long Haochen could only communicate by writing on the palm of her hand. Looking at the change on the color of Cai’er’s eyes, he realized that Cai’er had regained control over all of her senses.

Abruptly taking a step forward, and without minding the aura of death and the cold surrounding Cai’er’s body, he tightly held her in his arms, still unable to control his tears, as if he was feeling that he had failed to carry out his own duty towards her.

Letting him embrace her, Cai’er tightly held him back, murmuring, “Idiot.”

Long Haochen lifted up his head, glancing at her gentle eyes, “Call me an idiot again, I like hearing you call me an idiot.”