120 He Ji (1/2)
”Youngster, don't be rash,” Elder Zhang said to Xue Wei through voice compression. Xue Wei turned around and answered in the same way, ”Senior, do not worry about me, I know my own limits.”
When Xue Wei replied through voice compression, Elder Zhang's eyes widened in surprise. Never had he expected that this youngster would know how to compress his voice like himself.
The Elder stroked his beard, a smile on his face. He looked at the Little Tribe Chief and noticed how she was anxiously looking at Xue Wei. Her small hands were clenched in front of her chest, and her lips were pressed tightly together. It was clear that she was very nervous about Xue Wei sealing his trump card.
”Little Tribe Chief, you like this youngster?” Elder Zhang asked gently. Only he, the Little Tribe Chief, and the other elders heard the question. They turned to look at young woman, whose face had turned beet red.
”Elder Zhang, what are you talking about?” she asked, feigning ignorance, but she dared not look at him.
Seeing this, the elders laughed heartily. All of them were close to the Little Tribe Chief and knew her tics, so they easily figured her out.
”He is not bad,” one of the other elders said with a nod of the head. ”He has courage. Going up against an eight layer Earth Warrior without using his specialty, that immense spiritual power of his, is something that requires guts. Guts like those are definitely needed by our Chaos Vulture Tribe.”
”He has at least one friend in the center of the continent, so he cannot be a simple person,” another agreed.
”Since he has a strong soul, it's likely he focuses more on soul attacks and mental strength rather than raw capacity for Qi. That could explain why he is only at the sixth layer of the Earth Warrior rank.”
All the elders were excited about Xue Wei's performance, their impression of him becoming favorable. Especially because Elder Zhang looked at him with such a positive eye.
The more they praised Xue Wei, the happier the Little Tribe Chief became, but the more embarrassed she became too.
The elders had not lowered their voices when praising Xue Wei, all of which had been heard by the tribe's youngsters. Their faces were twisted with jealousy and dislike.
They had been born in the Chaos Vulture Tribe, but this was the first time they had seen the elders praise someone ever since the rise of their Little Tribe Chief. No one from their tribe had had that privilege ever since.
Even the faces of the Sky Warriors had turned slightly ugly.
Xue Wei, the person in question, stood casually and observed the eight layer Earth Warrior in front of him.
The opponent wielded a saber, and a menacing expression could be seen on his face.
”No one will do anything for a dead genius,” the youngster from the tribe said to himself in his heart before rushing at Xue Wei with a firm grip on his saber.
He did not have any movement technique, simply dashing at the other. Xue Wei snorted.
Forbidden Rush!
As if his body had merged with the wind, Xue Wei fluttered in the air and easily avoided the saber that came crashing down.
Xue Wei shook his head, calmly watching his opponent as he turned around. He had decent speed, but Xue Wei had previously used the Forbidden Rush movement technique to escape a Heavenly Warrior for some time, so evading an eight layer Earth Warrior's attack was almost child's play.
Xue Wei was playing around. He kept merging with the wind and fluttering like a leaf in the air. To many of the experts present, it looked as if he was teleporting from one place to another, leaving only an afterimage behind.
This continued for a few minutes before Xue Wei evaded the umpteenth attack and appeared far away from his opponent. ”You've lost,” he said with a flat voice devoid of emotions.
”I have not lost!” the opponent said through gritted teeth while panting heavily.
”You lost,” Elder Zhang said from a distance. ”It is impossible for you to even touch the hem of his clothes, let alone defeat him.”
”I have more energy than him!” the opponent argued back. ”I will be able to hold out until he runs low on energy, which means it will be his loss!”
”Do you think so?” Elder Zhang looked at him as if he was looking at a small child. ”Look at you now, already out of breath, and then look at your opponent. He has not even used his Qi yet.”
”His ability is supported passively by the wind around us, and his affinity grows stronger alongside the wind. Furthermore, he uses a minimal amount of Qi to use that movement skill of his.”
Xue Wei's opponent was now quiet, but his face still displayed unwillingness.
”Take a slash of mine, and I will acknowledge that you are stronger than me!” the young man continued. Before Xue Wei had the time to respond, however, the Little Tribe Chief had taken a step forward and slapped him, the loud slap resounded on the sparring field like a thunderclap through quiet weather. The Little Tribe Chief was clearly unhappy.
”You have already lost enough face!” she exclaimed angrily. ”First off, you are an eight layer Earth Warrior, whereas he is sixth-layer.”
”Two, you asked him not to use his forte, spiritual power, to which he obliged.”