Chapter 90 The Final Eigh (2/2)
In an instant, huge ominous clouds appeared in the skies, and bolt after bolt of lightning came hurtling down from the within. The spiritual aura in the surrounding gathered and formed flame petals. They then transformed into beams of divine fire and shot toward his opponent. Gu Xun drew out a black dragon to deal with the lightning, before drawing out a sea of ink to quench the vast amount of divine fire. He then turned around and leaped into the air before drawing out various magical artifacts and beginning to counter attack.
Yu Wude drew out an ancient sword which was inscribed with profound looking talismanic words. He wielded the sword and faced the artifacts alone.
He cut three swords of ink into two before twisting the ancient sword and launching a back hand slash to shatter an ink hammer that was about to hit him in the back into dust. He then hurriedly retracted his sword and slashed ferociously at the space in front of him, cutting through dozens of huge ink halberds. They transformed into spiritual energy and dissipated into the air.
In this way, he darted in and out of the weapons of ink and destroyed hundreds of them with his sword. None of them could harm him, and his sword strokes opened and closed in an orderly fashion at the right time. He did not seem to focus on the form or power of his strokes and they were as fluid as water itself. This was the essence of the School of Diplomacy's ethos about remaining natural.
The spectators felt that he looked a little cool as they watched him move. Once he stopped himself from behaving mischievously, he actually looked very serious.
”Hey, this immoral fatty seems a little cool now,” Wang Bugui said as he stroked his chin. Both Lyu Hao and him looked at Yu Wude move freely in and out of his opponent's attacks admirably.
They realized that his cheekiness had disappeared the moment he put in all of his effort into something and treated it seriously. Even though he was still fat, his cuteness had been upgraded into an aura of elegance and dashing.
”This can't be true, how can he possibly be so serious!” Shangguan Yiyi exclaimed softly as she looked at Yu Wude. Her image of the good for nothing fatty had been shattered, and it was replaced with that of a cool young master.
Gu Xun used everything he had and exchanged hundreds of blows with his opponent. He discovered that he was no match for Yu Wude. His opponent had been moving freely within the sea of weapons he had created and destroying them with ease. He did not seem to be using any sword technique at all, but was simply hacking and slashing at the artifacts. Even so, the simple strikes kept him completely unharmed.
”It's time to end this now. Lie down and become the stepping stone toward my goal of winning Ms. Shangguan's heart!” Yu Wude shouted as he leaped into the air with sword in hand. He waved his hand dozens of times, summoning a huge formation on the ground. It turned out that he had been darting and waving his sword around just to carve out this huge formation on the ground.
”This...this is the Weaving Freely in Times of Chaos Formation, one of the three great divine formations from ancient historical times that Senior Gui Guzi deciphered?!”
”You should be right. Even though its an incomplete formation, it still looks terrifying!”
A few elders exclaimed in alarm. They had not expected that Yu Wude would be able to create such an extraordinary formation at such a young age. Even though it was incomplete, Gu Xun would definitely be unable to withstand its might.
”People who probe can change their character to suit the situation and move on with the times. What is probing? It's the art of roaming the world and moving fluidly. Probing - the Weaving Freely in Times of Chaos Formation!”
Yu Wude soared into the skies and chanted. Countless magic formations circled around him, and he looked like a deity. He pointed downward with his sword, and the huge ancient formation gave off a dazzling golden glow.
Gu Xun roared angrily and unleashed all of his Tao powers. He drew a scenic landscape of a mountain and a river to defend himself, but it was not enough to withstand the onslaught of the ancient formation and was instantly swallowed whole.
”Boom!”
A huge sound rang out, and a giant gold beam of light shot up into the skies, vanishing into the horizon. An immense force began to spread, and the piercing gold light that it gave off caused many spectators to tear up, but they could not shut their eyes. Everything became peaceful again after a long while, after the dust had settled. Everyone noticed that the poor arena had been disfigured again, and Gu Xun was lying prone on the ground.
”I haven't used even half of the power of this incomplete formation, yet you've already lost. This is the power of the School of Diplomacy!” Yu Wude shouted at his opponent before turning to leave in a cool fashion. It made Gu Xun so mad that he fainted.
He disappeared, leaving only his back view seared into the minds of the practitioners that he cheated previously. They began discussing among themselves and lamented that he lacked morals, but his strength was genius level and far beyond their reach.
”Did he just use Gui Guzi's Formation Breaking Sword?” the Headmaster of the Unfettered Sect asked as he waved his foldable fan lightly.
”Indeed he did. I didn't expect that the sword has recognized him. Seems like he's the type of talent that emerges once every few generations, like Gui Guzi himself!” Tong Yixing replied, nodding.
”Haha, this is really a Great Age. Everything that's going to happen in this era will turn the era of late arts upside down. This will go down in the annals of history, I guess!” the mistress of the Palace of Hundred Flowers said as she laughed softly, her laughter full of seductive charm.
The important figures in the palace began discussing about something. After they were done, the battle to determine the final eight contestants was concluded.
Leng Yueyan then appeared and gave the eight survivors medicine to refine their primordial spirit. Everyone bowed to her and returned back to their respective divine peaks to rest.