Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 651 - 652: Heavenly Position Academy, Muu Liufeng! Please enlighten me! (2nd update)

Chapter 651: Chapter 652: Heavenly Position Academy, Muu Liufeng! Please enlighten me! (2nd update)

After a brief silence, a young man with thick eyebrows finally stepped out from the crowd of young talents of the Sky White Empire and leapt onto the arena.

"It’s Chen Qian from Wenyuan Academy, said to be the strongest below the Divine Origin Realm!"

"Is Young Master Qian, a super genius who ranks among the younger generation of the Imperial City, truly entering the competition so soon?"

"It seems that Fung Wuji’s strength has indeed piqued Young Master Qian’s interest! Haha, go on, Young Master Qian, knock that Fung Wuji to the ground!"

...

Chen Qian slowly walked up to a point thirty steps away from Fung Wuji, his expression slightly serious. He drew his long sword with a whoosh and performed a sword salute towards Fung Wuji, "Wenyuan Academy, Chen Qian! Please enlighten me!"

Fung Wuji’s expression remained unchanged as he raised a finger towards Chen Qian and said indifferently, "To defeat you, one move is more than enough!"

This statement immediately caused an uproar among the Sky White Empire’s young talents spectating below, and curses filled the air.

"Damn, that’s so arrogant! Young Master Qian, thrash him hard and let these country bumpkins know the might of our Sky White Empire’s geniuses!"

"Right! Young Master Qian, take him down! Cripple him!"

Chen Qian too was completely enraged by Fung Wuji’s arrogant attitude: One move to defeat me? Who do you think you are?

One move, my brother-in-law!

Remember, in Wenyuan Academy, Chen Qian was a student heavily favored by many tutors, who taught him all they knew, and he had already opened sixty meridian points. It could be said that apart from those monsters who had advanced to the Divine Origin Realm, he was certainly among the strongest geniuses of the second tier.

Now, being so belittled, Chen Qian was seething with rage. With a sweep of his sword, he activated his wild True Qi and charged fiercely at Fung Wuji.

Chen Qian’s strength was much more formidable than Mu Ye’s, and he wasn’t suppressed by True Qi Attributes. With one strike of his sword, the air was filled with countless Sword Shadows, fierce Sword Qi shooting out, sweeping over everything like a storm.

Embedded in each strand of Sword Qi was a tearing Conception, the Chen Family’s Divine Power Secret Method—Heaven Splitting—a Blade Attachment Secret Technique that could add a tearing force to one’s Sword Qi, a rather impressive secret technique indeed.

Below, the talented youths of the Imperial City burst into cheers. With such a powerful technique unleashed, that Fung Wuji was sure to be beaten down in a humiliating defeat!

As the sword light shot through the air and the myriad Sword Shadows were about to strike Fung Wuji, Chen Qian’s eyes shimmered with a bloodthirsty glint. His sword speed increased, cutting through a tricky angle, aimed straight at Fung Wuji’s heart.

You want to defeat me in one move? Then take my defeat!

"Gorgeous but empty, too weak!"

Just as everyone was extremely excited, seemingly expecting to witness Fung Wuji being knocked off the stage by Chen Qian, Fung Wuji simply slashed horizontally with his sword, carrying a terrifyingly dominant force, slashing wildly.

Chen Qian only felt a scorching wave of air envelop him, and the next moment, an unrivaled surge of violent energy suddenly exploded on his chest.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion sounded, and Chen Qian’s body was sent flying by the recoil, spewing blood, his chest gruesomely caved in as he heavily fell off the platform.

"My boy Qian!"

The Chen Family elders and some instructors from Wenyuan Academy swiftly flew to his aid, taking out a life-saving elixir and feeding it to Chen Qian. Fortunately, Chen Qian’s body had been toughened, or such a horrendous injury might have directly cost him his life.

"Damn it!" Chen Family Ancestor glared angrily at Xiahou Lie and said coldly, "General Xiahou, this is merely a competition between the younger generations of our two nations. Why do you condone your subordinates making such a vicious move!"

"Swords have no eyes, and the clash between swordsmen is inherently hard to control. Besides, the boy from your Chen family hasn’t died, has he?" Xiahou Lie’s face bore a hint of arrogance. "At most, I, as a general, will compensate your Chen family with some potion expenses, and that will be the end of it."

"You!" Chen Family Ancestor’s eyebrows stood on end with anger, but given Xiahou Lie’s noble status and the presence of the Eleventh Prince, he dared not overstep.

"It’s fine, Mr. Chen."

Sky White Monarch waved his hand to stop Chen Family Ancestor and said indifferently, "I shall ask the best Imperial Physician to treat Chen Qian. Let the competition continue."

Seeing Fung Wuji’s dominance, Sky White Monarch’s brows slightly furrowed as he looked at Xiahou Lie and said indifferently, "General Xiahou, your nation seems to have produced quite a few talents indeed."

"Haha, just average talents," Xiahou Lie laughed loudly. "I only hope that after our nation’s genius wins this competition, Emperor Your Majesty wouldn’t go back on his word."

"General Xiahou should first win this competition before saying such things!"

Sky White Monarch spoke calmly, without getting flustered over Chen Qian’s defeat.

...

"Who would have thought, that Fung Wuji, had actually grasped the Sword Intent!"

Ling Feng touched his nose, reflecting that he had somewhat underestimated Fung Wuji after the display of swordsmanship he had just shown.

"What, feeling like going up and giving it a try?" Goo Tengfeng narrowed his eyes, asking with a smile.

Ling Feng curled his lips and shook his head slightly, "Just a bunch of kids fighting, nothing interesting."

The corner of Goo Tengfeng’s mouth twitched slightly, and he thought cynically: It seems like you, my friend, are much younger than those on the stage...

As Chen Qian was knocked off the stage, the talented youths of the Imperial City fell into an incredibly awkward position, with no one daring to step up to the challenge for a while. The group of talents looked at each other, none brave enough to seek a beating.

Only those below the Divine Origin Realm could participate, a condition that was indeed too harsh.

True prodigies generally intentionally remain in the Magnetic Condensation Realm, constantly pushing their potential to open more meridians.

Once the number of meridians reached the limit of their potential, these geniuses could no longer stay in the Magnetic Condensation Realm and had to break through to the Origin Transformation Realm. After advancing to the Origin Transformation Realm, these prodigies would start to reach their peak. Most of them could advance to the Divine Origin Realm within about a year.

Thus, the condition of being below the Divine Origin Realm essentially excluded nearly all the true prodigies.

"Haha, has the Sky White Empire run out of people?"

"Cut it out; the Sky White Empire has no successors! The younger generation is just not up to par!"

As no one from the Sky White Empire’s camp took the stage for a long time, the sword cultivators from the Tianyang Empire began to openly mock them. The talents from the Imperial City, though their faces were ashen, still no one dared to make a move.

Finally, from the crowd, a figure clad in snow-white robes rose up, slowly landing on the stage.

"Heavenly Position Academy, Muu Liufeng. I seek your instruction!"

Muu Liufeng bowed slightly to Fung Wuji, then suddenly a giant gold sword appeared in his hand, with roaring flames enveloping it—it was clearly an Upper Grade Spiritual Artifact!