Chapter 15 – Mysterious Vortex (1/2)
“Attention, attention! A Labor Disciple has challenged the 29th on the Outer Court Rankings, Liu Qingyu, to a battle on the Life and Death Arena three months from now. Everyone, remember to go watch it in three months….”
“A Labor Disciple challenged an expert on the Outer Court Rankings? Is something wrong with you…. Are you talking about that Labor Disciple who surmounted ranks of cultivation to defeat Duan Jun?”
“Of course it’s him. Is any other Labor Disciple besides him that formidable?”
“This Labor Disciple is really f.u.c.king formidable! He first challenged an Outer Court Disciple, not he challenged an expert on the Outer Court Rankings. Even though he’s courting death, we have no choice but to admire him for his courage!”
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It wasn’t long before the news of Yang Ye challenging an Outer Court Disciple had spread throughout the Outer Court, and it was even to the extent that some experts on the Outer Court Rankings that were in Seven Refinement Peak had heard of it.
“A sixth rank Mortal Realm expert challenged a First Heaven Realm expert? The ignorant truly are fearless!” This was something an expert on the Outer Court Rankings said when he heard the news about Yang Ye challenging Liu Qingyu.
“Even though Liu Qingyu isn’t really strong, he isn’t someone a sixth rank Mortal Realm expert can challenge. I haven’t left the Seven Refinement Peak for a long time. Now, even Labor Disciples are already so arrogant?”
“Someone at the sixth rank of the Mortal Realm challenging a First Heaven Realm expert. Interesting….”
No matter if it was the Outer Court Peak or the Seven Refinement Peak, the news of Yang Ye’s challenge was spreading throughout both these places at this moment. At this moment, Yang Ye’s name had truly spread throughout the Outer Court.
Cool Breeze Gorge.
After he arrived at Cool Breeze Gorge, Yang Ye took out the high-grade Yellow Rank sword technique he’d obtained from one of the elders, the Energy Split Sword Technique, and he started looking through it carefully. Presently, he urgently needed to improve his strength!
“Energy Split Sword Technique, high-grade Yellow Rank. A technique created by a senior of the Sword Sect. It possesses 10 levels, and every level allows one to execute a strand of sword qi. When fully cultivated, 10 strands of sword qi can be executed simultaneously to sweep through everything before it!”
As he looked through the description of the Energy Split Sword Technique, Yang Ye felt lucky that when he fought Duan Jun on the Life and Death Arena earlier, Duan Jun had only learned the first level, and if Duan Jun had learned a few more levels, then it would be dangerous for him.
As he continued reading through it, Yang Ye’s expression became heavier. The Energy Split Sword Technique was extremely formidable, and it was even to the extent that it was slightly terrifying. It wasn’t really terrifying if it was only able to directly execute 10 strands of sword qi, yet the Energy Split Sword Technique was capable of ‘energy split’, and that meant the sword qi could appear at completely different directions.
The direction the sword qi moved towards could be changed!
When he imagined 10 strands of sword attacking an enemy from various directions, Yang Ye couldn’t help but feel slightly excited. But in next to no time, he calmed down because it was extremely difficult to change the direction the strands of sword qi moved towards. It required that one’s control of Profound Energy had arrived at an extremely shocking degree, and this sort of degree was something that even some Outer Court Elders were unable to attain!
Yang Ye took a deep breath and put the scroll away, and then he held the sword and slowly started training according to the circulation method in the Energy Split Sword Technique.
No matter if it was for his younger sister, mother, or for himself, he wouldn’t shrink back. Because in this world were strength was respected, one had no dignity or the right to speak without strength. Just like moments ago, Liu Qingyu’s strength was higher than his own, so Liu Qingyu could willfully kill him and disregard the rules of the sect.
In this world, strength was everything. He understood this principle when he was in Southpeace City, yet he obtained a deeper understanding of this principle after he arrived at the Sword Sect.
In the next few days, besides eating in the canteen, Yang Ye spent every single day cultivating bitterly in Cool Breeze Gorge, and he even slept in the gorge. With the Meridian s.h.i.+eld Pills given by the Outer Court Elders and the Energy Stones Bao’er had given him, he was fully able to cultivate without any restraints.
Crack! Crack!
Yang Ye stood on an enormous rock while he ceaselessly swung the Dark Iron Sword in his hand. If someone else was here, that person would definitely be astounded because every single time Yang Ye swung the Dark Iron Sword, it wasn’t just the resounding sound of air being torn apart that resounded, they even left behind a few sword images!
Exactly how much strength was required to emanate resounding sounds of the air being torn apart? Exactly how swift did the sword have to be to leave behind sword imagines?
After he finished practicing the Basic Sword Technique, Yang Ye’s sword pointed towards the ground at an angle, and his eyes closed slightly while his face remained composed. He was like a monk that had entered into a meditative state. Yang Ye’s face was slightly thin, his featured were handsome, and coupled with his graceful black hair, even though he couldn’t be said to be a pretty boy, he was rather handsome.
At this moment, Yang Ye was trying hard to control the scarce light golden Profound Energy in his body, and he guided them from his Dantian towards the Dark Iron Sword in his hand. However, those strings of Profound Energy within his body were like disobedient children, and no matter how Yang Ye urged them on, they refused to circulate along the circulation pathways of the Energy Split Sword Technique.
After a few more minutes, numerous droplets of sweat slowly flowed down from Yang Ye’s forehead. They flowed past his brows, flowed past his closed eyes, and flowed towards his lips.