Chapter 382 - Oh, It’s Fine, It’s Fine!

Only at this did the crowd open their eyes and look at the stage in delight. It had been an illusion! A person with Battle Qi Level-7 could perform Martial Shadow Three Illusions, not to mention someone who was at the realm of Great Fulfilment. Under such heavy suspense, everyone had completely forgotten that fact.

Nan Xia Country’s envoy still looked miserable even though his heart pounded joyfully. ‘Oh, it’s fine, it’s fine! Ling Chuxi is fine.’ Nan Xia Country’s envoy patted his own chest and squeezed out a smile that looked even uglier than if he were crying. He swore that when he went back, he would give his final report to the emperor and no longer be responsible for any of Ling Chuxi’s matters. Being with Ling Chuxi, no matter how strong the person’s heart was, it would become so overstimulated that they would be left half alive. He felt like half of his lifespan was gone!

Xiao Tianying stood up abruptly. Of all the people there, only a few had managed to clearly see Ling Chuxi’s actions earlier, and he was one of them. The second Duan Qingchou had slashed down his sword, a strong surge of Battle Qi had suddenly erupted from Ling Chuxi’s body. That strength was so immense that even Xiao Tianying was shocked. It was obviously not Ling Chuxi’s own original Battle Qi, but rather an effect that was caused by some kind of martial art skill.

Turning Cloud Gesture! The first thing Xiao Tianying thought of was his own family’s ancestral secret technique. Among the various ancient family clans of the countries, it was only the Turning Cloud Gesture that could have had such an amazing effect, but he was still doubtful. Judging by Ling Chuxi’s action of barely dodging the sword, this skill’s control of Battle Qi far surpassed the Turning Cloud Gesture’s.

Duan Qingchou’s manic laughter stopped and he swung around, his eyes wide in shock. Among his opponents who had been at the realm of Great Fulfilment Primary stage, there were none who had been able to escape his airflow spiral that was like a chaotic storm. Even one who was at the Great Fulfilment Intermediate stage would find it hard to achieve, but Ling Chuxi was actually standing before him calmly. Could it be that her cultivation had already reached the Great Fulfilment Advanced stage? No, that was absolutely not possible.

“Now, it’s my turn.” Ling Chuxi’s lips curved into a smile so cold that it made the crowd shiver.

Ling Chuxi’s Luo Chen Sword left its sheath, emitting a crisp chirring. A flash of light of the tip of the sword shot towards Duan Qingchou, and he immediately held his sword and condensed a number of spiral airflows.

“Hmph!” Ling Chuxi snorted. Her sword was like a majestic dragon, spitting out the light of ten thousand stars.

The sounds of swords clanging were louder than summer thunderstorms. It had only been a split second, but Ling Chuxi had already performed a hundred moves. Each move was stunningly precise, piercing into Duan Qingchou’s spiral airflow and diffusing his attack.

Xiao Tianying sat back down. No one was clearer than him about the weakness of the Turning Cloud Gesture. Even for him, it would be impossible to have used such sword skills or Battle Qi as Ling Chuxi did after performing the Turning Cloud Gesture. Obviously, Ling Chuxi was not using the Turning Cloud Gesture but an even more exquisite martial art skill.

At least, that was what he thought.

The moment the sounds of swords clashing stopped, the two figures also stopped. Ling Chuxi looked relaxed while Duan Qingchou was covered in sweat, his sword hand trembling uncontrollably. The moment the spiral airflow was diffused, his cultivation was practically incomparable to Ling Chuxi’s which was at the Great Fulfilment Intermediate stage.

Ding ding ding ding ding! A gust of wind blew past and Duan Qingchou’s sword shattered into pieces, falling to the ground with crisp ringing noises. In a few seconds, all that was left in his hand was the hilt of the sword.

Another wave of exclamations rang out from beneath the stage. Which contestant of the great assessment competition was not holding a top-notch weapon? Duan Qingchou’s sword had actually turned into a pile of scrap metal with a single blow from Ling Chuxi. It was clear that Ling Chuxi’s attacks that were like the dense gathering of a thunderstorm were extremely fierce, and her Battle Qi was devastatingly tyrannical.