Eternal Heavenly Emperor

Wen Liang's expression was gentle, but his eyes emitted a chilling coldness.

How dare you look down on me like this!

He extended his right hand, then clenched his fist tightly, saying, "I'm indeed not someone that small-fry earlier can compare to! But your words, I'll return them to you completely. Within ten moves, I'll make you taste defeat."

"You can't," Jiang Qixuan said very calmly, as if merely stating an ordinary fact. He thought seriously for a moment, then said, "Here, only Jin Yunlin is someone I can't defeat!"

Damn, this guy really knows how to boast, doesn't he?

Jin Yulin is a Martial Sect expert, and his realm is already stabilized; how could a martial master possibly defeat him?

"Hahaha!" Wen Liang couldn't help but laugh coldly, feeling the young man in front of him was utterly arrogant. His self-confidence was through the roof, making communication impossible.

He shook his right hand, and a treasured sword suddenly appeared, emitting a golden light.

——Martial Artists on Sky Martial Star love using swords.

"Take out your weapon. I don't want you to make excuses after I defeat you!" Wen Liang pointed his treasured sword forward.

Jiang Qixuan nonchalantly picked at his ear, blew air casually, then said, "You aren't qualified to make me draw my weapon. Make your move. I said I'd defeat you within ten moves and won't drag it to the eleventh!"

Wen Liang couldn't bear it anymore. He was the second-ranked core disciple of Silver Frost Valley. Only Yao Di of the Four Talented of Tianhe could suppress him, so his pride was immense.

He formed a sword technique with his hand, and as a martial arts genius, he would never enter a state of rage during battle. Instead, he became even calmer.

The best means of retaliation is to defeat the opponent.

Buzz—a light shake of his long sword caused a glow of golden light to flicker, and the vibrating sound was highly unsettling, making anyone who heard it want to cover their ears.

"Look, this is the secret technique of Silver Frost Valley, the Golden Sound Sword, an Earth Level Lower Grade Martial Technique!"

"Not only is the swordsmanship extraordinarily powerful, but just the sound itself causes mental chaos, preventing one from using even half of their full combat power."

"Didn't expect Wen Liang to be taught an Earth Level Martial Technique so quickly!"

"They are, after all, Silver Frost Valley, a Fifth Grade Sect, with such confidence!"

Everyone discussed in hushed tones, filled with envy and awe.

Chu Hao secretly nodded too. The more powerful the sect backing its members, the more advanced the martial techniques and cultivation methods the disciples learned, obviously. Like Yunliu Sect, their most treasured cultivation method is merely Earth Level Lower Grade. Would they be willing to teach their disciples?

——Only those who pass countless tests, both loyal and talented, could be taught. And definitely, it wouldn't be taught to disciples of major clans, only to those of loose cultivators, ensuring the sect's autonomy.

In fact, each major family did the same; high-level martial techniques and cultivation methods were only passed on to core members of the clan, preventing their ultimate techniques from spreading. If such techniques were stolen by outsiders and countered, it could lead to the downfall of the entire clan.

So techniques are never passed on lightly.

A Fifth Grade Sect naturally possesses Earth Level Middle-Grade cultivation techniques and martial techniques, thus their control over Earth Level Lower Grade martial techniques isn't as stringent. This boils down to their foundation.

"Take this!" Wen Liang shouted lightly, leaping forward. His treasured sword thrust out, filling the sky with fierce golden light, the buzzing noise causing blindness and deafness.

Shoo—Jiang Qixuan moved too, like a dragon soaring in the nine heavens. His twin fists roared like dragon cries, forcefully blasting through the golden light and suppressing the piercing noise.

"I hate this sound!" he said, aggressively advancing toward Wen Liang.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

His power was terrifyingly immense. Each clash caused Wen Liang's body to tremble and retreat continuously.

The disparity was immense!

"Hey, hey, hey, what gives? Wen Liang is using a Treasure Artifact that boosts his combat power by thirty percent!"

"If Jiang Qixuan can dominate with sheer power even without using a Treasure Artifact, just how strong is he?"

"Wen Liang is surely at Eight Meridians Peak, and with a Treasure Artifact, not having the upper hand in power only means one thing—Jiang Qixuan must be at Nine Meridians!"

"What Nine Meridians? A martial master achieves Martial Sect level after opening the Ninth Proper Vein!"

"You're uninformed. Besides the human body's nine proper veins, there are two truly hidden proper veins and a reverse meridian. Only when these hidden proper veins are opened is one truly at Great Perfection of the martial master level!"

"Really?"

"Otherwise, how could the Four Talented and Seven Stars dominate their peers? Not everyone can learn Earth Grade cultivation techniques and martial techniques!"

"I see!"

Now, everyone was convinced. Jiang Qixuan must have opened the Ninth Proper Vein to crush Wen Liang in power.

The Ninth Proper Vein truly distinguished geniuses from regular people, while the Tenth Proper Vein separated geniuses from prodigies.

Right, there's no way there are that many geniuses. By this standard, among the billions in Tianhe County, only a dozen or so young experts with Nine Meridians emerge as geniuses—that's pitifully few!

Wen Liang's strength was indeed formidable, but ultimately within the norm, while Nine Meridians' power was beyond regular boundaries.

This was sheer domination!

No matter how Wen Liang struggled to fight back, he was firmly suppressed, utterly lacking any chance of victory. True to his word, by the eighth move, Jiang Qixuan struck Wen Liang into the air, rendering him incapacitated.

The victory was effortlessly won.

Such is the combat power of the Four Talented and Seven Stars!

"Next." Jiang Qixuan remained nonchalant, as if defeating Wen Liang brought him no sense of accomplishment. Such a person, unless entirely indifferent to fame and fortune, had ambitions set so high that Wen Liang didn't even count as an opponent.

Minutes ago, such statements were arrogant, but demonstrating power on par with the Four Talented and Seven Stars made it an indisputable fact.

He indeed possessed that level of strength.

No one dared to step forward for a moment.

Jiang Qixuan's gaze ultimately landed on Cao Jingwen. "I choose you. Dare to fight?"

Cao Jingwen scoffed, leaping into the ring. He was the most arrogant among the Four Talented, his confidence stemming from being the only one among them from a Sixth Grade Sect.

Born into a lower status, yet standing equal to the rest, wouldn't that signify his exceptional talent?

Naturally, he was proud!

"You need to be stronger. Let's say a hundred moves!" Jiang Qixuan's words were shocking, boldly challenging even a member of the Four Talented.

Cao Jingwen put his hands behind his back, saying, "Though you've reached Nine Meridians, you're no match for me!"

"Then try!" Jiang Qixuan charged with a strong step, launching an attack on Cao Jingwen.

Cao Jingwen didn't hold back and fought back immediately.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Both true prodigies showcased their strengths unreservedly; every move was dazzling, making people exclaim that martial masters could indeed be this strong.

Elders Cao and Luo were extremely tense, especially Elder Cao, for the one fighting was from his Cao family. They naturally hoped for Cao Jingwen's victory as it represented Yunliu Sect's honor.

But Jiang Qixuan was astoundingly strong. Though Cao Jingwen was not disadvantaged, he also didn't gain the upper hand, causing a stalemate that was extremely nerve-wracking.

Both prodigies fought at breakneck speed, completing eighty moves in an instant. Another ten moves later, a hundred-move mark loomed near.

"You're quite strong, worthy of my full effort!" Jiang Qixuan suddenly remarked.

What!

Everyone was shocked. Had Jiang Qixuan not been using his full strength? How was that possible? Even without going all out, he matched Cao Jingwen, one of the Four Talented! What would happen if he did?

Did he mean it, that only Jin Yunlin among his peers could suppress him?

With a long howl, Jiang Qixuan's speed surged.

Not just his movement speed but also the speed of his strikes, as if supercharged, becoming significantly more aggressive.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

He launched seven consecutive attacks. Though Cao Jingwen countered with his ultimate techniques, the gap in strength was too large. By the seventh move, Cao Jingwen was blasted away.

He rebounded as soon as he hit the ground, but it was clear he had lost.

Cao Jingwen's face was filled with dismay. He thought his year-long painstaking cultivation had honed his combat power to the peak of Nine Meridians, yet he wasn't Jiang Qixuan's opponent even within a hundred moves.

"Have you reached Ten Meridians?" He clung to a slim hope, thinking if true, his defeat wasn't disgraceful.

"Nine Meridians!" Jiang Qixuan shook his head. "Even among the myriad War Gods throughout history, few achieved Ten Meridians; don't overthink it!"

Cao Jingwen looked utterly dejected. Nine Meridians versus Nine Meridians, yet he lost so miserably; it was a brutal blow to his confidence.

"Jin Yunlin!" Jiang Qixuan turned from Cao Jingwen, pointing at Jin Yunlin, "After emerging from the Ancient Trial Arena, I will challenge you!"

In essence, he admitted he currently couldn't best Jin Yunlin.

A martial master against a Martial Sect expert, even a Nine Meridians martial master couldn't bridge that gap.

Jin Yunlin gazed at Jiang Qixuan for a full three seconds before nodding, saying, "I'll be waiting!"

Clearly, in Jin Yunlin's eyes, Jiang Qixuan was now a worthy opponent.

Jiang Qixuan casually put his hands behind his head and sauntered back to his spot—defeating Cao Jingwen, he had claimed a place among the Four Talented, leaving no one else worth challenging.

Discussions erupted around them. From start to finish, a dark horse had emerged, shining so brightly it knocked over even Cao Jingwen, one of the Four Talented.

Would there be a second dark horse?

Yang An'an rubbed his nose; this Jiang Qixuan was truly formidable, even receiving a challenge acceptance from Senior Brother Jin.

However, it had nothing to do with him.

As he prepared to challenge Chu Hao to complete Jin Yunlin's task, a beautiful figure gracefully stepped forward, stopping him in his tracks.

"Yulian seeks guidance from brothers and sisters!"