Chapter 124: This Blade, Named One-Line Vitality!

Chapter 124: This Blade, Named One-Line Vitality!

In the midst of an increasingly uncontrollable vortex, Mu Juncheng suddenly spoke up.

He scanned the entire hall, asking a question that went straight to the heart of the matter:

"Although I'd love to battle with all of you, there are so many people here tonight. How should we divide ourselves? Are we supposed to form a queue?"

The crowd's aura faltered, and many furrowed their brows.

A queue?

They wanted to fight right now, even if it meant smashing this Heaven-Human Tower to pieces!

"I have a suggestion," Mu Juncheng said slowly, "Let's emulate the upcoming qualification tournament in two months and have an all-out free-for-all."

Upon hearing this, many people's eyes lit up, while some smiled slightly, as if they had already guessed the outcome.

The intention was clear—

In the background of a deserted town, Diao Xingyun pouted, cursing his bad luck.

A bizarre Heavenly Dao, enigmatic beings, abstruse sequences, and an abstract world.

Ji Jingqiu, who had suddenly intruded upon this place, opened his lips, uttered a single syllable, disrupting Song Chongshan's focus, and struck again with his blade!

There were five people present, almost none of whom were wielding their preferred weapons. Everyone felt a mix of regret and relief.

This blade was imbued with a pure and flawless sharpness, its edge accompanied by thunderous rips in the air, as if it were tearing through the very fabric of heaven and earth! One-Line Vitality! The dazzling blade reflected into Song Chongshan's pupils, causing his focus to waver. He wanted to struggle, but he had completely lost the initiative. His weapon was not to his advantage, and with no foothold to borrow strength, how could he possibly block this strike?

"Next time, don't grab everything. It will only harm you."

The next moment, the two blades clashed, creating a deafening sound. A force akin to that of mountains and seas pressed down, causing the ground beneath Song Chongshan's feet to cave in, and his body plummeted, losing balance.

Before long, under the guidance of their attendants, the group entered a virtual world that had been prepared in advance.

Ji Jingqiu took a step sideways, his aura surging, and in an instant, he dashed towards Pei Jing.

"One-Line Vitality... What a great name!" Yue Qingtian's eyes gleamed with admiration, and he exclaimed, "We warriors strive to contend with heaven, earth, and humanity, fighting for that one line to achieve deification!"

Pei Jing's face paled. He hadn't expected Ji Jingqiu's blade to be so ruthless, nearly taking his life with a single strike. He tried to roll away to escape, but he couldn't dodge Ji Jingqiu's second strike.

He had died countless times under this fist!

Suddenly, someone in the arena stroked their beard and laughed, saying:

Ji Jingqiu was prepared, and with a sweeping motion of his long blade, he created a winding trail of light, startlingly fast like thunder, which knocked back two of the four. Then, using their momentum, he retreated, moving away from the center of the group's encirclement.

Diao Xingyun clenched the longsword in his hand, eyeing the Heavenward Dao Pavilion with envy, while Fang Buyu held a spear.

However, the attack wasn't directed at Ji Jingqiu but at Fang Buyu! The latter's expression changed, but he instantly understood the opponent's intention and exchanged weapons with him.

Ji Jingqiu's gaze shifted upwards, landing on his face, and he suddenly spoke calmly:

Zhuang Yanxing was initially puzzled.

The two fist strikes collided without any fancy maneuvers.

Fang Buyu, who was from the Heavenward Dao Pavilion, stood nearby, his face contorted in a fierce internal struggle.

There were four people in the arena, whom Zhuang Yanxing recognized: Yue Qingtian, Pei Jing, and Song Chongshan. Yue Qingtian and Pei Jing were of the same level as him, while the other two were slightly weaker.

Crack.

At that moment.

Seeing his expression change, the crowd knew something was wrong and realized they had missed the best opportunity to surround him.

Today's update consists of two chapters with 10,000 words each. There is no deliberate interruption... I just kept writing until right before midnight, and it's simply a matter of being (sad) about the content.

The next instant, in Zhuang Yanxing's suddenly enlarged pupils, a torrent of murky energy surged, crushing the mountains blocking their path with overwhelming force!

A soaring intent to slash tore through the dull and stagnant air around them, breaking the stalemate in the arena. It descended upon the five people's necks with an unmatched posture, as if a blade, fearless and dominant!

"He already has four levels! Truly a martial genius! According to the records of White Jade Capital, he has challenged the one on the seventh level fewer than ten times!"

"As for the location, rest assured, everything is ready in the virtual arena."

It was as if everything were real.

Even at his peak, he might struggle to block this blade!

The ceiling's plaster peeled off in large patches, and the late afternoon sunlight filtered into the room, casting slanted shadows of the figures engaged in a tense standoff.

Ji Jingqiu's expression remained unchanged. He swept his blade horizontally, a simple move devoid of complexity. Yet, the weight behind it effortlessly blocked Yue Qingtian's wide-bladed strike, forcing him to grunt and retreat several steps!

This punch initially moved with extreme slowness, as if carrying the murky currents of the mortal world, heavy and sluggish. But in the final breath, it unleashed with unstoppable force, rushing a thousand miles.

This blade, a dwelling place for the virtuous.

The battle ended in the blink of an eye.

Before parting, Ji Jingqiu respectfully followed his grandfather's instructions and kindly reminded them:

As the punch was thrown, Luo Shu's eyelids twitched, and he inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity with this strike.

The arena reverberated with the sound of spring thunder, as the colliding auras fiercely clashed and scattered, leaving a faint cut on Zhuang Yanxing's face.

Fang Buyu's eyes widened, but he first looked at the others. Upon noticing the other three's encirclement, he resolutely refused.

The arena seemed to return to the five-way standoff.

The crowd remained silent, but the boiling battle aura spoke volumes.

"What do you all think?"

In the midst of flying sand and dust, Song Chongshan's gaze landed on the face of the person who dared to intrude upon the five-way standoff.

"May I ask, Brother Ji, what is the name of your final strike just now?"

Ji Jingqiu launched a sudden assault, expending all his strength to slay one person, leaving no time for rest.

A mob is still a mob!

Was he referring to the statements he made in the banquet hall...?

"This..."

This blade cut deep into the bone.

At that moment, Song Chongshan suddenly felt as if Ji Jingqiu's eyes were like a heart-swallowing abyss. His mind was drawn in, finding peace and losing all resistance...

Song Chongshan exhaled, reining in his surging energy. The heartcurrent he had expended while using the Meditation Seal had mostly recovered—after enhancing his heartcurrent, the energy consumption of using the Meditation Seal had significantly reduced, now requiring only half as much.

In the next instant, if he hadn't killed Song Chongshan, he would have been dragged into the quagmire of a five-person siege.

Gathered around the projection of the battle between Ji Jingqiu and Luo Shuishan.

In a flash, Diao Xingyun's figure surged.

"I heard it all."

This moment was a matter of life and death!

...

"Haha, the Dragon Tiger Dojo's flavor is quite something."

Pei Jing never expected Ji Jingqiu to be completely unhindered by Yue Qingtian. Without saying a word, he rolled with the momentum and, with his back, took a hit from Song Chongshan's blade to get his hands on Song's sword!

He quickly reacted.

"Such a shocking martial insight, truly superlative!"

"Did he steal three or four levels of the Divine Script?"

...

Diao Xingyun turned to Ji Jingqiu, his face in a forced smile, "Brother Ji, what a brilliant move, 'One-Line Vitality.' It truly captivates us..."

Hehe... Hehe...

This world seemed even more bizarre than any he had encountered before.

Was this punch... the 'River Surge' of the Seventh Level practitioner?!

Ji Jingqiu's gaze landed on Zhuang Yanxing, whose hand held a long blade.

The outcome was already decided!

Luo Shuishan grinned, his eyes ablaze with fighting spirit, "Brother Ji, I've heard much about you! I'm Luo Shuishan!"

Under immense pressure, Song Chongshan roared and, with his sword, executed a sword technique, unleashing a torrent of fierce Qi energy along the blade's edge, fiercely meeting the attack!

"Haha, this kid holds a grudge, just my type!"

"Mind Secrets Technique..."

The gravel under their feet, the ruins entwined with vines in the distance, and the desolate city with its depleted resources and empty buildings.

But he had never met Ji Jingqiu, and in the only combat video he had seen, the latter's blade intent and technique were completely different from this one! "Come on!" Luo Shuishan's voice was stern, exuding the demeanor of a strong warrior, choosing to face Ji Jingqiu's fists with his own, despite his lack of proficiency with the spear!

As if...

Diao Xingyun grinned, "Sure, Little Fang, let's swap weapons. As fellow practitioners, I won't hold back."

...

However, Yue Qingtian and Pei Jing were best at defensive tactics, and the others' speed couldn't match his.

Zhuang Yanxing instantly recognized the origin of that punch!

In an instant, the four-person siege began, their combined might creating a formidable spectacle, even without their most powerful weapons. Qi energy surged and clashed as they extended their reach with their weapons, engaging in a fierce contest.

Ji Jingqiu ignored Yue Qingtian, recalling Zhuang Yanxing's words from earlier.

Today, he finally had the chance to seek guidance from him again...

On the other side, Yue Qingtian's face was flushed with excitement, actively engaging Ji Jingqiu, while Pei Jing rushed towards the flying Song Chongshan's sword.

He was likely the first warrior in the Federation to reach the Eighth Level, facing Ji Jingqiu and his blade head-on.

As Ji Jingqiu opened his eyes, he found himself in a courtyard overgrown with wild grass and vines.

Zhuang Yanxing remembered Luo Shuishan, who had been beaten by his senior brother. But the senior brother had personally acknowledged Luo Shuishan's formidable strength, having attained the 'Bright Mind' realm in sword techniques.

Diao Xingyun slowly rubbed the hilt of his sword, knowing that this punk had already formed his body technique before reaching the Eighth Level, losing his eligibility to experience that blade firsthand.

Ji Jingqiu turned, suppressing the backlash from the Unity Art with great effort, his gaze briefly meeting Diao Xingyun's.

A dazzling blade light tore through the night, carving a perfect arc, aiming for the nearest man with thick eyebrows.

This punch carried the weight of mountains, attempting to dam the mighty river, becoming the pillar against the torrent!

[Rules: None]



Unexpectedly, as Ji Jingqiu opened his mouth, a sound resembling a Buddhist chant escaped his lips, causing Diao Xingyun to lose focus for a moment.

Dozens of projections appeared in the air, showing various influential figures from different factions seated in a meeting room, discussing the ongoing battle.

However, their gazes were fixed on Ji Jingqiu, some intense, some fiery, and some filled with unspoken emotions.

...

Ji Jingqiu looked up at the sky.

As the silence continued, night fell, and darkness enveloped the sky.

"Was that punch... the 'River Surge' of the Seventh Level practitioner?"

Ji Jingqiu shook his head slightly, thinking that even the weapons were random, and this chaotic battle seemed to rely on initial luck. He wondered about the true intent behind this chaotic battle.

"I hope we all live a little longer."

As Luo Shuishan's figure faded, his face was filled with shock, still unable to understand why that punch had left such a profound impression.

Diao Xingyun suddenly spoke, his grip tightening on his sword, his gaze intense.

Fortunately, Yue Qingtian arrived from behind, his face stern, and with a horizontal sweep of his sword, he blocked the attack!

"Be cautious, focus on your minds! Brother Ji's mental cultivation is exceptionally powerful, stronger than any of us!"

He had witnessed the 'One-Line Vitality' earlier, and without a suitable weapon, there was no chance of defense.

"In just ten times, he stole the Divine Script from the Fourth Level practitioner?!"

Pei Jing had just kicked and was about to retaliate.

Zhuang Yanxing willingly lowered his sword, speaking carefully, "This sword belongs to Brother Ji. I have no desire to fight, I only wish to observe and learn more. Please spare me."

But why drag me into your competition?! "Oh! I got it first! Seems like offering incense to the founder this morning really works!"

Yue Qingtian's voice turned stern, his face grave, having noticed the flaws in Song Chongshan and Pei Jing's earlier attacks, he specifically reminded them:

With two strikes, defeating a powerful enemy, Ji Jingqiu felt a surge of exhilaration in his chest, and without hesitation, he openly declared, "This blade is named 'One-Line Vitality.' It was born from my Bright Mind and True Nature, a small achievement in my sword technique. This blade is my greatest creation."

Witnessing Ji Jingqiu's punch, Zhuang Yanxing instinctively took a step back, breaking a branch in the process, and the sound of the snapping branch startled him.

"How about we swap weapons and then disperse?" someone suggested.

[Weapon: Random]



"Hmm... It's definitely much stronger than that relative of his with the same surname."

Only four figures remained in the arena!

What a fool!

Ji Jingqiu's aura surged again, and before one wave of force could dissipate, another took its place, relentless like an endless river! Before Luo Shu could adjust his stance, he was swept up in the torrent, his arm cracking under the impact, and then his chest was crushed by a punch!

On both sides, footsteps echoed, and two young men appeared, one on the left and one on the right.

After that, he couldn't help but constantly think about how to break through that single slash!

[Remaining Participants: 41]



In the blink of an eye.

As Mu Juncheng spoke, he revealed a toothy smile, and the audacity in his expression ignited the battle intent of everyone present.

Ji Jingqiu nodded in respect.

In his perception, the weight and authenticity of this land were no different from the real world.

The fist arrived before him!

The participants' auras entangled, seemingly restraining each other, but subtly targeting Ji Jingqiu alone.

Ji Jingqiu! His blood boiled instantly, and his gaze met Ji Jingqiu's in mid-air, as if time had stretched in that moment, their eyes locking in the air.

"Good blade!" At the brink of life and death, he roared, mustering his last strength to meet the blade, unleashing his strongest martial art, and bravely facing the attack!

Buddha does not save people, Dao does not cultivate the self, and Immortals do not become Immortals.

Then, his figure surged, and the Unity Art within him circulated, its power akin to a dragon coursing through water, carrying the mighty river current as it descended, where all rivers meet the sea, and the thunderous roar of the surging tide resounded! This was Ji Jingqiu's first time using the Unity Art in a direct confrontation, and to show respect to his opponent, he gave it his all, holding nothing back.

And as Song Chongshan's figure dissipated like a phantom, his face remained flushed with excitement, his gaze fixed on Ji Jingqiu, as if wanting to remember this face forever!

From a very early time, Ji Jingqiu had found the virtual technology of the Four Guardians Star quite fascinating.

For instance, the way this world bound the mind was even weaker than the Four Guardians Star by a fraction.

"In this battle, there are no rules. It's a free-for-all, a test of skill and luck. The last one standing is the winner!"

In an instant.

"It's a pity that Shu is skilled in sword techniques. If he had a sword... Well, he probably wouldn't have been knocked out with a single punch." The elder of Luo Shu's sect shook his head slightly.

As the blade approached, Song Chongshan suddenly sensed something—

And at that moment.

Ji Jingqiu's expression suddenly turned peculiar.

"This... It's just the beginning, and you're already calling it a Superlative level. Won't that be unfair to the other contestants?"

The next moment, the blade swept across Song Chongshan's neck, just like the fearless sharpness it had shown earlier.

Before leaving, Pei Jing took a deep breath, bowed to Ji Jingqiu, and his face showed acceptance.

He retreated several steps, feeling the force on the blade's edge, his qi and blood surging, forcing him to exert strength to suppress the qi energy within his body. But it was all worth it.

He crouched down and gently caressed the ground beneath his feet.

"Pei Jing may seem cold, but he's actually quite passionate. His blade technique is flexible and agile, and his current body of power should be between 30% and 40%..."

"Fair? Haha, is there anyone in the arena younger than Ji Jingqiu today?"

This was a no-rules free-for-all battle, as stated beforehand. If he were to obtain a suitable weapon, these guys would definitely disregard martial ethics and target him first.

One-Line Vitality...

On the left, a figure strode forward, exuding the confidence of a strong warrior. On the right, another person moved cautiously, seemingly just there to make up the numbers.

On the right, Zhuang Yanxing had just caught sight of the two figures ahead when a bitter expression crossed his face. Just as he turned to leave, two auras locked onto him! One was Ji Jingqiu, and the other was named Mu Juncheng.

"There's no fairness in the world of geniuses," someone sighed softly. "Even during times when everyone is treated equally, they still stand out in a different light."

Demon, Flesh Buddha, Trickster Dao, and Mud Immortal.

"Don't you find this kid's personality quite interesting? He gives his all in martial competitions, but after the battle, he's humble and polite, carrying a touch of the ancient gentleman's spirit."

His fist intent was traceless and nowhere to be found.

With a thunderous roar, he raised his blade for a diagonal slash, and the long blade seemed to split mountains and overturn seas. The weight of his intent left those who lost the initiative to bite their teeth and resist, and Pei Jing regretfully left the arena.

With a spear in hand, even if the other four joined forces, he could still force his way out. This guy with the surname Fang was too timid!

A thunderous sound descended from the sky!

A solitary, dilapidated building stood in the corner of the small city, emitting a musty smell. The walls were covered in graffiti and scratches.

Dreaming of the same person... Is that even possible? Diao Xingyun was familiar to him; he was the first strong opponent he had encountered in the virtual arena. It was under Diao Xingyun's pressure that he had initially brightened his mind and seen his true nature, giving birth to his own blade path.

Able to perfectly replicate his current physical state and even his mental realm.

This place is both paradise and hell.

Qin Mu only went down a few flights of stairs, but he had stepped into a different world.

A pair of wise eyes saw through layer upon layer of mysteries.

Looking back, the person had already changed.

(End of Chapter)

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