#15 - The spiritual vein of destiny is vulnerable!

On the dueling stage, Jun Wuxie and Xiao Xu stood facing each other.

Xiao Xu's eyes were very cold as he said to the audience below, "Elder Qi, if I accidentally kill the challenger, will I be punished?"

"This..." Elder Qi cleared his throat and said, "Fists and feet have no eyes. Since it's a duel, injuries are inevitable. Try to be careful not to cause death. If you accidentally kill someone, it's an unintentional mistake and you won't be punished."

The crowd was silent. Elder Qi's siding was too obvious. He was telling Xiao Xu that even if he killed Jun Wuxie on stage, he wouldn't be held responsible.

Xiao Xu smiled with satisfaction and looked at Jun Wuxie, saying, "The former number one genius of Qingyang City, today I'll use you as a stepping stone. You can consider this your last bit of value..."

Bang!

Before he could finish speaking, Jun Wuxie moved, like a wild beast released from its cage, his swinging fist creating a sonic boom.

"You!"

The smile on Xiao Xu's face froze. The moment the other party threw his fist, the fierce and unparalleled aura made him feel suffocated. In a hasty reaction, he raised his arm to block.

With a loud bang.

He only felt as if his arm had been hit by a sledgehammer, the pain piercing his heart. The immense force caused his feet to slide backwards more than ten meters along the ground before he could stand firm, his arm hanging limply at his side, spasming uncontrollably.

The crowd below was dumbfounded.

What was going on?

The heaven-blessed talent, the invincible Xiao Xu, was actually forced back by Jun Wuxie, whose dantian was shattered, with a single punch?

"Jun Wuxie, you actually launched a sneak attack, you have no martial ethics!"

Xiao Xu endured the pain in his arms and launched a counterattack. As his palms moved, the wind howled, and visible true energy flowed between his fingers. This was the Spirit-Rank One-Star Low-Grade martial skill that only the Xiao family head was qualified to practice—Fierce Wind Palm.

"You talk too much nonsense."

Jun Wuxie met him head-on, still with only one punch.

Without using any martial skills, a simple and direct punch.

Fist and palm collided.

In the midst of the explosive sound, Xiao Xu's expression changed drastically. The true energy between his palms collapsed, his defenses were wide open, his chest was struck, and he flew straight out, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The crowd erupted in an uproar.

The city lord's mansion and the high-level members of the three major families were surprised, their eyes revealing a strange light. Their expressions were no longer gloomy, but instead revealed a look of watching a good show.

The Xiao family members' faces were ashen, especially Xiao Qi and the family's high-level members. Their expressions were as if they had licked a toilet.

Lord Wu's face revealed an expression of "just as I expected," while Elder Qi's face was unsightly, and the corners of his eyes twitched incessantly.

"Jun Wuxie, you have completely angered me!"

Xiao Xu scrambled to his feet, fiercely wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression somewhat ferocious. The clothes on his body billowed wildly, his aura soaring instantly. He unleashed a palm strike from a distance, condensing a true energy palm, fiercely blasting towards Jun Wuxie.

"Condensing Qi Realm?!"

The high-level members of Qingyang City's various forces were so shocked that they stood up. Xiao Xu's aura had instantly increased by more than double.

Transforming Qi into form, this was a method only possessed by martial artists in the Condensing Qi Realm!

No one in Qingyang City had ever cultivated to this realm. Xiao Xu, at only eighteen years old, had achieved it. This was truly terrifying. He was indeed a heaven-blessed talent!

On the stage, Jun Wuxie's eyes were indifferent. He activated his Intent of the Soldier and slashed at the true energy palm print with his fingers.

His fingers were like sharp blades, cutting Xiao Xu's palm print in half with destructive force.

He strode forward, instantly arriving in front of Xiao Xu, and raised his hand to deliver a slap.

With a crisp sound, the loud sound of a slap echoed throughout the arena.

Xiao Xu was sent flying, his face swollen high, leaving five clear finger marks on his face.

"Jun Wuxie, how dare you slap my face!"

Xiao Xu roared in anger, and with a clang! drew the sword from his back. A cold, sharp light flashed, and sword energy burst forth.

A spiritual sword!

The high-level members of various forces exclaimed. The Xiao family had actually given Xiao Xu the clan's treasured spiritual weapon.

The spiritual weapon danced in Xiao Xu's hands, the sword energy it drew was like a wind blade, the attacks were extremely fierce, each sword aiming straight for Jun Wuxie's vital points.

"Xu'er, kill him!"

The Grand Elder gnashed his teeth below.

"You're worthy to wield a sword?"

Jun Wuxie didn't want to expose the strength of his physical defense. Facing the dense sword energy attacks, he chose to dodge with agile movements, seeking an opportunity to strike.

"Hahaha! The Houtian Realm is just the Houtian Realm. Do you really think you can contend with Xu'er?"

The Grand Elder mocked happily when he saw Jun Wuxie dodging.

Xiao Xing nodded in agreement and said, "With a shattered dantian, he's just a cripple. No matter how strong his physical body is trained, he only has some brute strength. He will never be able to enter the Xiantian Realm. He's not worth mentioning."

At this moment, Jun Wuxie, who was dodging, suddenly stopped. The moment his palm opened, a flash of bright light appeared, and a spiritual sword appeared in his hand.

"He's drawn the sword into his body, he has comprehended sword intent!"

Lord Wu was also taken aback and stood up directly from his seat.

The expressions on the faces of the Xiao family's Grand Elder and family head Xiao Xing and others instantly froze.

Sword intent! Even in the Great River Sword Sect, only elite disciples could barely comprehend a little sword intent, but what realm was Jun Wuxie in?

On the stage.

Jun Wuxie didn't say anything. What sword intent? This was the Intent of the Soldier, but the thing he held in his hand was a sword, so what was released was sword intent.

Sword intent permeated the air. In an instant, Xiao Xu's sword energy completely collapsed, and even the spiritual sword in his hand trembled violently, about to break free from his control.

His expression changed drastically, and he gripped it tightly, his hands trembling violently.

"Such strong sword intent! Xiao Xu's spiritual weapon can't resist this sword intent, it's about to submit!"

Lord Wu had seen a lot, and seeing such a scene, his Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed hard.

So young, at most just entering the Xiantian Realm, yet he has comprehended such strong sword intent, capable of controlling people's swords. It's truly terrifying!

The Xiao family's high-level members were ashen-faced, their expressions as ugly as could be, and Elder Qi's eyes were also uncertain.

Ding!

The sword in Jun Wuxie's hand trembled lightly. Under the suppression of the sword intent, Xiao Xu's spiritual sword flew out of his hand, and the next moment, the sword's edge arrived at his throat.

In an instant, cold sweat flowed down Xiao Xu's cheeks.

The chilling sword intent, the icy killing intent, pierced straight into his soul, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably, his legs weakened, and he was almost unable to stand.

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense.

The sharp sword tip was close to Xiao Xu's throat. As long as it moved forward an inch, it would pierce through his throat.

"What heavenly-ordained spiritual meridian? It's so vulnerable."

Jun Wuxie's voice carried no ridicule, it was very calm, but it was like a steel needle piercing into Xiao Xu's heart.

For the past six months, he had been arrogant and high-spirited, but at this moment, he seemed to have returned to those years six months ago, still only able to look up to him.

"Today, we will completely settle the grievances between us!"

Jun Wuxie's spiritual sword stabbed forward, and Xiao Xu's legs suddenly went limp, and his whole body collapsed to the ground, a patch of wetness spreading rapidly in his crotch area.

Ew!

The crowd booed. Xiao Xu, who was hailed as a heaven-blessed genius, actually peed his pants in fright?

"You little bastard, how dare you commit murder in public!"

The Grand Elder rose to his feet, shouting on the spot.

"Hahaha, this is truly wonderful. In the talent selection competition, one-on-one, Xiao Xu lost. Does this mean you, the elder, are going to personally step onto the stage?"

City Lord Wang Cheng mocked on the spot.

"Hehe, this is truly a sight to behold. Your Xiao family's high-level members are truly shameless?" Bi Fenglin stood up and ridiculed, "Why don't your entire family's high-level members besiege Little Friend Wuxie together?"

"Hmm, this good show is truly wonderful." Jiang Chen teased, "The Xiao Xu that you guys hyped up so much these past few days is just this? I still remember your arrogant attitude back then. Facts have proven that you are blind. A self-proclaimed heaven-blessed person is praised to the skies, while the real genius is targeted and disliked by them. I suspect your brains were squeezed by the door?"

On the stage, the Grand Elder's face was flushed red with anger.

Below the stage, the Xiao family's high-level members, such as Xiao Xing, twitched their facial muscles fiercely, trembled all over, and their lungs were about to explode with anger.