1015 Ranking (1/2)
”It will be a joy to kill a young peerless genius like you!” Sun Yan licked his lips, a hint of madness in his eyes. ”Brat, blame your own bitter fate!”
A brand-new, perfection-stage martial artist, and one so young, was about to be defeated, even killed by him. How was his fate not bitter?
”You speak too much nonsense!”
Fang Yuan glanced at the surroundings before he suddenly advanced and lightly sent out a palm attack.
Once the palm reached midair, it suddenly changed into two, then into four, then into eight… Hands eclipsed the sky, each carrying incredible cold force, causing the surroundings to turn into a world of ice and snow in an instant.
”The Floating Flower Flying Catkin Palm of the Noble Mountain Sect? It has such incredible power?”
Sun Yan was shocked and kept falling back. ”Poison Fire Demon Art!”
Whoosh!
His hands turned red, and heat waves emanated continuously from them. The insides of his palms were pitch-black, clearly extremely poisonous.
The two figures turned illusory and exchanged hundreds of blows in an instant.
The vice sect master observing in the dark grew more and more astonished as the fight went on. ”Fang Xu of the Noble Mountain Sect? He's just broken through to perfection and hasn't had time to consolidate, yet he's an even match with Sun Yan? Incredible… No! Taking his age into account, he must be one of the top three most talented martial artists in the last thousand years. Truly amazing. Even the young Demon Emperor wasn't at this level!
”Such a talented young man of the righteous path must be eradicated early!”
Swoosh!
Fang Yuan reached out to his belt. A silver light jumped out and flew around like a dragon before sinking into the ground like a meteor.
Drizzle Sword!
This was Fang Xu's hidden weapon, forged from hundred-times-refined soft steel and normally wrapped around his waist. Suddenly unleashing it at this time, it was truly unexpected, like a poison dragon out of water. Even Sun Yan retreated swiftly.
He was somewhat baffled when the Sword Qi vanished into the ground.
But the next moment, a volley of blood burst out!
”Boy… you dare injure me!” a creepy voice resounded, seemingly distancing itself a few kilometers away in an instant.
”He… even found the vice sect master. Even I didn't know where he was!”
Sun Yan was incredibly shocked.
The vice sect master, the Blood-Snake Sword Master, was the renowned top assassin in the world.
Although he was at the bottom of the Martial Roll, when it came to stealth, even Sun Yan could not have detected him if he had not sent a voice transmission! How did Fang Xu find him?
”As expected, there was a rat…”
Fang Yuan gently blew the blood on his sword off, and the sword blade shone. ”I was just playing with you earlier. How could I defeat you in peace before finding that guy?”
In fact, even he had not discovered where the Blood-Snake Sword Master was at the start.
However, with his incredible amount of experience, he had keenly sensed danger.
Therefore, he pretended to fight with Sun Yan while secretly checking the surroundings. Eventually, he found the Blood-Snake Sword Master and severely injured him with a surprise attack.
”However… that rat's vitality is rather strong! He managed to escape, but he's suffered internal injuries from my Cold Frost Sword Qi and won't be able to return to the battlefield for a while!”
Fang Yuan looked at the Poison Fire Demon Lord. ”So, how do you want to die?”
”Attack!” Sun Yan's expression changed, and he retreated in a flash. ”Archers, fire!”
Immediately, all of the Demon Sect disciples rushed over.
Fang Yuan was not the least bit afraid. The soft sword turned into silver light and protected him. No hidden weapon, arrow, or any other attacks were able to reach within even one meter of him. It was like an absolute territory.
”Sun Yan, are you going to run?” Fang Yuan quickly caught up to Sun Yan. ”Unfortunately… you're not as skilled as the Blood-Snake Sword Master and won't be able to escape!”
”Damn… you really think that I can't deal with you?” Veins popped up on Sun Yan's forehead, and he waved his hands. ”Poison Flame, Incinerate All!”
Rumble!
A layer of red True Primordial Qi appeared, its surface burning with poison fire, and covered everything.
”World of Snow!”
Fang Yuan split the True Primordial Qi in two with his sword, and a thin line of blood appeared on Sun Yan's forehead.
”Second level of intent, physical integration?” The amazing vitality of a perfection-stage martial artist allowed him to keep talking. ”You can already be among the top twenty on the Martial Roll. I didn't lose unjustly!”
There were three levels to intent. Ordinary perfection-stages experts were at the first level, micro integration. After mastering physical integration, they could more or less rank in the top twenty of the Martial Roll.
In some generations, the weaker ones in the top ten were at this level as well.
As for the third level, psychological integration, one could break through the Connate realm and compete for first place on the Martial Roll!
”… Cough cough… I'm so bitter. I almost succeeded. Ah, my Poison Fire Demon Art…” Sun Yan groaned, breathed his last, and slowly collapsed.
”Grand Guardian… the grand guardian is dead!”
After seeing what happened, the Demon Sect disciples immediately dispersed.
”This grand guardian should have something good on him, right?”
Fang Yuan grabbed Sun Yan, searched him, and found a bundle of banknotes, as well as various sundries like tinder, a Demon Sect jade pendant, etc. He could not help shaking his head.
”Eh?” After sensing with his intent, he grabbed Sun Yan's robe again. ”Something's strange!”
Whoosh!