Shocking World War Emperor
Chapter 266: Why Don’t You Use Spirit Art?

Chapter 266: Chapter 266: Why Don’t You Use Spirit Art?

The sole Palace Master of Tianluo Academy’s mouth twitched slightly.

No longer mingling with the crowd?

He had personally witnessed how Ling Chen defeated He Gaoyuan of the third tier of the Primordial Pill Realm.

And at that time, Ling Chen was only at the ninth tier of the Spirit Sea Realm!

Of course, he wouldn’t say it out loud.

His Tianluo Academy couldn’t just be humiliated by True Martial Academy for nothing; other academies had to taste this feeling too!

Above the Star Luo River.

Ling Chen and Yuan Hong had already exchanged hundreds of blows.

At this moment, the two finally separated.

"Senior Brother Yuan, I’m sorry!"

Ling Chen gave a slight smile.

Fighting with Yuan Hong for so long was enough to give the latter face.

This was in consideration of the fact that Yuan Hong did not use his strength to bully the weaker in their previous encounters.

"Haha! Ling Chen junior, if your Spiritual Power was a little higher, I wouldn’t stand a chance against you. However, you ultimately have a lower cultivation level."

Yuan Hong laughed heartily, his presence soaring: "Again!"

Saying so, he charged towards Ling Chen once more.

Ling Chen grinned, his figure suddenly flitted like a ghost, almost instantly passing by Yuan Hong and appearing behind him.

A black longsword was already positioned at Yuan Hong’s neck.

"Senior Brother Yuan, thanks for letting me win!"

Ling Chen’s voice came from behind.

On the Observation Platform, several Palace Masters saw this scene and their expressions involuntarily stiffened.

Ling Chen’s speed was truly a bit terrifying!

Without utilizing any movement techniques or Spirit Arts, he could almost match a regular cultivator at the third tier of the Primordial Pill Realm!

"How is this possible?"

Palace Master Cheng Yuan from Netherworld Academy was utterly perplexed.

Although Ling Chen had previously shown a physique stronger than Yuan Hong, he shouldn’t have been able to achieve such speed!

The expressions of the students on the Observation Platform of various academies also grew solemn.

"How can your speed be so fast?"

Yuan Hong looked incredulous.

Ling Chen hadn’t used any Spirit Arts, yet his speed had terrifyingly increased in an instant, not giving him any chance to react.

Ling Chen smiled and said, "Senior Brother Yuan, admit defeat first."

"Alright!"

Yuan Hong immediately nodded and loudly declared, "I admit defeat."

"Then you should tell me now."

Ling Chen smiled slightly and said, "My body is far stronger than yours!"

Just as Yuan Hong was about to ask further, he heard Xiao Yun’s voice: "Netherworld Academy’s second contestant, Hu An, please come forward."

With no other option, he could only return to the Observation Platform.

Hu An was a cultivator in the mid-phase of the first tier of the Primordial Pill Realm.

Knowing that both Ling Chen and Yuan Hong had practiced Body Refining Techniques and had extraordinary bodies,

he immediately took a position far from Ling Chen, hovering in the air.

"Begin!"

Upon hearing Xiao Yun’s command, Hu An’s body shook, and green Spiritual Power burst forth, a green long blade appearing in his hands, his eyes firmly fixed on Ling Chen.

Fearing that Ling Chen would suddenly launch an attack.

Seeing this, Ling Chen couldn’t help but laugh silently.

Clearly, this person was frightened by the speed he had just displayed.

"Senior Brother Hu, be careful!"

Ling Chen didn’t bother with idle talk.

Black Spiritual Power infused his hands and the black longsword, generating a black Sword Qi about a meter long, which he slashed towards the distant Hu An.

"Not even using Spirit Arts, Ling junior, aren’t you underestimating senior brother a bit too much?"

Hu An raised his right hand, unleashing a burst of green Sword Energy, shattering Ling Chen’s Sword Qi.

Then, he continued slashing towards Ling Chen.

He wielded the Spiritual Power of an early third-tier Primordial Pill Realm cultivator, could Ling Chen—who only had the Spiritual Power of the late first-tier Primordial Pill Realm—possibly resist it?

Ling Chen moved his feet, shifting three feet to the side, dodging this burst of Sword Energy.

Seeing Ling Chen not daring to receive his attack head-on, Hu An felt greatly relieved.

He grinned and proudly said: "Junior Brother Ling, why don’t you use your Spirit Art? With just Spiritual Power, you can’t possibly be my opponent!"

"Alright!"

Ling Chen nodded and said: "Then I’ll do as you suggest, Senior Brother!"

"Junior brother, make your move!"

Hu An stretched out his left hand and tightly grasped the hilt of his longsword with both hands.

Ling Chen no longer spoke, his Black Spiritual Power roared out, frantically channeling into the black low-grade Spiritual Weapon Longsword in his hand, bursting out a dazzling black light.

"Shattering Moon!"

Ling Chen softly shouted in his heart, his longsword suddenly slashing furiously forward!

"A mid-grade Heavenly Spirit Technique?!"

Hu An’s face drastically changed as he looked at that terrifyingly fearful black Sword Qi, and he exclaimed in shock.

He allowed Ling Chen to use Spirit Art, but who knew he would use a mid-grade Heavenly Spirit Technique right off the bat?

"How is this possible?!"

"How has someone from the Spirit Sea Realm cultivated a mid-grade Heavenly Spirit Technique?!"

On the main Observation Platform, Xu Qing and the other six Palace Masters, along with two Elders from the Wangxing Academic Palace and Jiangxing Academic Palace, suddenly stood up from their seats, their eyes fixated on the lean figure on the battlefield.

Only Mo Han and Wu Zhao, the two Palace Masters, remained unperturbed.

They had long known that Ling Chen could use a mid-grade Heavenly Spirit Technique.

Wu Zhao had even witnessed it with his own eyes.

Ling Chen relied on a mid-grade Heavenly Spirit Technique to defeat He Gaoyuan, the Family Head of one noble family in Tianluo Prefecture!

"His talent in Spirit Arts is this strong?"

The talented students on the Observation Platforms of various Academic Palaces also showed faces full of shock.

This included top geniuses like Qin Shi, Jiang Wusheng, Lin Fuyao, and Xu Lin!

Not to mention the other students.

"A bunch of ignorant fools!"

Zi Lingyang was extremely proud.

What’s mid-grade attack Heavenly Spirit Technique? Young Master Ling can even perform a mid-grade Body Technique Heavenly Spirit Technique!

"Damn damn damn damn!"

"What the hell did I just see?!"

"Is this going to blind my dog’s eyes?!"

"Motherfucker, this talent in Spirit Arts is fucking abnormal!"

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The watching cultivators were almost going mad, their hearts’ shock indescribable, only crude words barely expressing it.

However, Hu An, facing this terrifying attack, could no longer afford to curse.

He channeled Spiritual Power into his longsword without reservation!

"Wind Shadow Kill!"

Hu An roared furiously, gripping the longsword with both hands, then executed a forceful chop, slashing out a green Sword Energy!

"Bang!"

The black Sword Qi collided with the green Sword Energy in midair, creating a thunderous, earth-shattering explosion.

Waves of energy swept wildly around!

However, the two attacks didn’t stalemate for long; the black Sword Qi crushed the green Sword Energy like dry weeds and continued slashing towards Hu An.

Hu An had anticipated that his attack was absolutely no match.

He had already set up three layers of Spiritual Power Defense in front and finally channeled Spiritual Power into his longsword, holding it horizontally in front of him.

Almost as soon as he was ready, the black Sword Qi had already fallen.

"Hisss Hisss Hisss!"

The three layers of Spiritual Power Defense were effortlessly broken through by the black Sword Qi, and the black Sword Qi continued to slash onto the longsword.

"Boom!"

With a loud sound, the black Sword Qi completely overwhelmed the longsword.

The tremendous force knocked back the longsword, striking hard against his chest.

"Pu!"

Hu An was sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood in midair!

He flew backward for dozens of feet before coming to a stop.

"I concede."

Hu An could no longer care about his internal injuries and immediately called out loudly.

He was seriously injured now; if Ling Chen struck again, he would definitely not be able to withstand it.

It was more important to save his own life!