Chapter 155: From Looking Down to Looking Up, All It Takes Is One Sword (8k2) (Part 1)

Chapter 155: From Looking Down to Looking Up, All It Takes Is One Sword (8k2) (Part 1)





North Seventh Crane Star.

In the training grounds arranged by the War Command Department within the encampment.

Four young people stood in different spots, exchanging martial arts insights.

Yan Dongshun, Wan Cheng, Fei Ziqing, and Zhao Jiaqian.

Among the four, at least one had obtained the Moonlit Title a year ago, and some had even entered the Bright Sun Grove two years prior, honing their skills in this realm for two whole years.

Yan Dongshun, in particular, had pure combat power that could rival the Martial Sun Warriors of previous years.

As the only female among the four, Zhao Jiaqian looked at Fei Ziqing with a smile that wasn't quite a smile: "That person is about to arrive. Are you really going to compete with him for the first battle's ranking?"

If he could reverse his innate nature and step into the realm of the Formless Dao Body, it would be like ascending to heaven in one step! At that moment, no one knew what ranking he would achieve on the memorial or if he could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Seven Heroes. Suddenly, Long Qingyang paused, sensing a battle erupting nearby. With the perception of a Celestial Warrior, he had the surrounding area under control.

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Seeing Longsa yield, Ross exclaimed with joy: "Lord Loren, since Longsa is last, then there's no problem with me going first, right?"

Ji Jingqiu's Formless Energy surged, and behind him stood a Dharmakaya, above which was a vast, boundless, and vast cloud sea, resembling a whirlpool that hung low, emitting a chilling sound like the ocean's tides.

This feeling was a first.

The brief standoff ended as the people from Luofeng Ancient Kingdom took their leave.

The second-ranked warrior from Luofeng Ancient Kingdom stepped onto the platform, his hands equipped with specially designed blade gauntlets. His gaze was deep, fixed on Ji Jingqiu's feet.

Despite the past grudges between the Sun Moon Dao Field and the Dragon Tiger Dojo, even if they were looking for trouble, there wouldn't be any issues.

Fei Ziqing's expression remained calm, showing no change despite the other party's deliberate provocation.

All the power contained within this sword seemed to merge into the deep sea, not causing even a ripple. Instead, a powerful counterforce emanated from the blades, sending a tingling sensation from Ross's tiger mouth to his arms!

"Brother Qingyang is here too," said an elder with a kind face and gentle eyes, addressing him by name.

Ji Jingqiu nodded and said, "If Brother Yan isn't going to compete, then I'll take responsibility for the first battle tomorrow."

Longsa wanted to say something more, but under Lord Loren's stern and determined gaze, he sighed, retreated to the window.

After stepping onto the platform, Ross's expression turned cold. He was no longer arrogant or sinister but instead, his face was like cold frost, and his killing intent rose, enveloping Ji Jingqiu from afar.

He attempted to use this secret technique to stop Ji Jingqiu's offensive.

Could this be the so-called Superior Power Body?

Born into one of the thirteen upper noble families of an ancient kingdom, he didn't need to worry about the leader of the other group.

Lord Loren's expression darkened as he watched Ji Jingqiu on the platform. The two of them had barely consumed much of the young man's energy, and at this rate...

They brushed past each other.

The latter's hand, which held the blade, remained as steady as Mount Tai.

"How long has it been since the selection tournament? What kind of progress is this? Brother Yan, is your information reliable? Did the Dragon Tiger Dojo reveal all their secrets and feed them to him?"

The elder's face broke into a smile, and he said with pride, "We've only managed to find out He Shuai's ranking, and he's second!"

Longsa looked at the Blood Tiger beside Ji Jingqiu, and his gaze held hidden fervor.

Fei Ziqing's sword pressed down, and he felt as if an entire ocean was pressing down on his body. His arm muscles trembled, and he was sent flying backward.

Just as Ross exerted his strength, Fei Ziqing's sword pressed down again, causing his arm veins to bulge and his face to turn red with ferocity. He wanted to counterattack, but the other's energy was as deep as an abyss, making it difficult to withstand.

The two groups passed each other head-on.

"Thank you, Senior Fei, for your guidance."

Lord Loren's expression softened slightly: "Of course."

Ross's face darkened, but he quickly smiled and said, "Arguing is pointless. I hope he can make it exciting for me."

When the blade and the fist clashed, the soul shadow behind Lu Sen instantly shattered, blocking the fatal strike. However, he was also sent flying backward, slamming heavily into the edge of the platform. As he struggled to get up, he looked down and saw a blood line across his chest.

The next day.

"Just the top fifty?" Long Qingyang couldn't help but ask.

The Federation's Great Martial Arts Tournament would be held in the Nine Provinces, where the various civilizations of the Nine Provinces would compete.

Ji Jingqiu remained in his original spot, not pursuing, and said calmly.

Luofeng Ancient Kingdom's cultivation system didn't involve building a Power Body but was instead based on the Divine Body and the Divine Fiend.

"No," Lord Loren replied without hesitation. "You're the last one. You can only go up after they've all finished!"

A group of people approached from the front, and among them was a familiar white-haired figure. Everyone in this group had robust physiques, all at least 2.2 meters tall.

A high-ranking official from the Federation glanced at the platform and said in a friendly tone, "Qingyang, is the first one up the kid from your dojo?"

The group arrived at the sides of the already-constructed platform.

They tempered their mind, body, and aura with the Divine Fiend, so the Divine Fiend was the foundation of their Dao.

Ji Jingqiu walked at the front, as he was the first to compete.

Someone in the arena subconsciously glanced at another platform, where the High Court and the Holy Hall were sparring. It seemed they were still entangled, and it was estimated that they wouldn't be able to determine a winner anytime soon.

In the end, he got an answer.

Thinking of the power that young man might possess, Longsa stepped forward and said slowly, "This battle, let me start."

Ji Jingqiu's eyes lit up. Could he have Fat Tiger by his side in the mortal world?

Sure enough, it was a barbaric country with shallow foundations, possessing great treasures but not knowing how to use them! Longsa's heart was filled with regret.

However, beneath the seemingly expansive and unrestrained sword techniques, there were a thousand sword shadows, each with its own unique character, capable of responding to attacks from any direction. This was the result of his honed blade skills.

Those fragile and delicate lines, sketched with charcoal, embody a beauty that one would sorely miss when they shatter.

The opulence of the place was beyond words. After bidding farewell to Dragon Master, Ji Jingqiu entered a spacious training ground under guidance.

Along the way, Long Qingyang suddenly asked, "Have you cultivated the Hungry Tiger Swallowing Saber Diagram? Why haven't I heard your master mention it?"

Long Qingyang suddenly recalled Ji Jingqiu's previous display of skill.

The Law Domain itself is an extension of the principles contained within the Dharmakaya. Within its range, the difficulty of the interaction between warriors and the principles will significantly decrease.

Ji Jingqiu felt a bit uneasy and said, "Perhaps Master Yang didn't think it necessary to mention it. Isn't it natural for Dragon Tiger disciples to cultivate the Hungry Tiger Swallowing Saber Diagram?"

He had already condensed a Law Domain! And what kind of Law Domain was this?!

Inside the training ground.

Fei Ziqing's face turned red, but he managed to stand firm.

The battle commenced.

Ross's teammate chuckled lightly, "I remember now. There's a young warrior in the Federation with high talent. In the end, he couldn't withstand Ji Jingqiu's three strikes and was jokingly called Zhang Three Strikes by some. Ross, he's provoking you."

Among them, Long Qingyang and several other masters were also present.

The momentum of the heavy sword's sweeping motion abruptly halted.

Long Qingyang remained silent.

The first time he heard the name Wan Cheng was during the daily news broadcast at the Martial Arts Node. At that time, Wan Cheng was already a Moonlit Warrior.

Long Qingyang's body trembled slightly, "What's their ranking on the Ten Thousand Year War Memorial?"

Ji Jingqiu predicted his opponent's offense and twisted his body to power up, his long sword drawing a circle.

Ji Jingqiu's gaze swept across the four, silently reciting their names in his mind.

At this moment.

Under the guidance of War Department personnel, the various parties entered the venue.

...

Longsa instantly understood that the young man he had met not long ago was one of the well-known new leaders from the Federation.

With the escort of the War Department, the two arrived smoothly at the encampment for the Federation's participants.

His expression turned cold, his breath steady as Mount Tai. If his opponent thought they could provoke him into revealing a flaw, they were too naive! Every ancient kingdom warrior had emerged from the battlefield of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, not only to temper their Shura but also to cultivate their fighting spirit!

Lu Sen's face turned solemn, his fiery Divine Fiend power surging within, manifesting visible black flames that instantly enveloped Ji Jingqiu.

Zhao Jiaqian suddenly understood, nodding, "I get it. Brother Fei thinks that kid is too inexperienced to handle such a responsibility!"

Ross's palms tingled slightly, startled by the immense force transmitted through the heavy sword. But without hesitation, he roared, spun around, and unleashed a sweeping strike with the heavy sword, compressing the air to emit a sharp whistle!

This exchange battle was rather "simple," but was the first opponent the Federation?

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Ross's already flushed face turned even redder, like fresh blood.

When the time came, he had to step down, and could only serve as a guest advisor thereafter.

This place wasn't the Four Guardian Stars, with its special domain coverage.

Long Qingyang's expression turned grave. He himself had once been at the peak of the Radiant Realm, yet he hadn't made it into the top fifty rankings? He suddenly made a comparison in his mind—how did he compare to Ji Jingqiu now?

He had already seen the photos and names of the four.

This meant he didn't even have the qualifications to be an opponent of their underling? He roared in anger, but the Luofeng Ancient Kingdom didn't have a secret technique to turn their inner rage into actual combat power. Under the immense force transmitted by the long sword, he gradually went from kneeling on one knee to both.

He felt as powerless as if he had sunk into the deep sea.

Long Qingyang sighed, "I hope so. This kid has had it too easy so far, and I'd like our friends from abroad to give him a little shock from the heavens and beyond."

Ji Jingqiu's gaze moved past Yan Dongshun, locking eyes with the senior brother of the Heaven Deity Dao Hall, acknowledging each other's presence.

Among the five inside the room, except for Longsa, the other four revealed joy, unable to contain their excitement.

Many prominent figures had already taken their seats, including those from the Federation, High Court, Luofeng, and Holy Hall.

However, neither the participating warriors nor the important figures above felt there was anything wrong. In martial arts competitions, a beautiful opening move was no match for a beautiful fight. The battlefield was divided into two areas.

"I lost." Lu Sen took a deep breath, performing an ancient ritual towards Ji Jingqiu, ignoring Lord Loren's gloomy gaze, and returned to the Luofeng Ancient Kingdom's resting area.

Yan Dongshun shook his terminal, "My junior brother told me. He's in a group chat with Ji Jingqiu, and this is the information Ji Jingqiu revealed himself."

"The big prize is still up for grabs, right?" Long Qingyang asked, "Is the Federation planning to cooperate with the three kingdoms?"

Fei Ziqing's eyebrows slightly furrowed

Yan Dongshun chuckled, "We'd be delighted. It'd be best if Junior Brother Ji could take down all five opponents. Then we wouldn't need to step into the arena."

Ji Jingqiu began his careful consideration.

Without hesitation, he unleashed his fists like an avalanche upon getting close! But soon, his offense seemed to sink into the sea, as Ji Jingqiu effortlessly deflected each strike with his sword, appearing casual yet precisely finding the trajectory of his attacks, swallowing all his offense.

Long Qingyang nodded in satisfaction, "Remember, after you advance to the Divine Realm, find Xuan Zhen and ask him to teach you the unique Spirit Form Technique of the Dao Field, allowing your visualized creations to manifest in the mortal world, accompanying you."

"But this blade seemed to tear through the void, chasing after his figure, and with one strike, it fell.

The latter, who was from Luofeng Ancient Kingdom, was also one of the top young talents of his generation.

Ji Jingqiu thought for a moment and said, "He's a bit weak, but it's not a big deal. With the foundation of a dojo and a law domain, I can create a weakened version of the Heavenly Dao Ground."

Ross looked at Ji Jingqiu, his gaze shifting from a condescending stare to one of deep apprehension.

As far as he knew, this group of young warriors would be divided into different factions, participating in the form of "mercenaries" in the Far East War Zone's grandest event—the Inheritance War.

It was as if it had emerged from behind Ji Jingqiu, its eyes blazing like torches, its body covered in blood-colored veins that seemed to flow like molten lava. Its stature was tall, yet it couldn't cover the entire street, but when it appeared, the light on the entire street dimmed, and a deep, oppressive silence began to spread.

He was well aware that Lord Loren was trying to deplete their power, only to have Ross deliver the final blow.

He stood up and said, "Congratulations, Junior Brother Ji, for stepping into the Radiant Sun Grove!"

Ji Jingqiu's hand suddenly pressed down on the old man.

According to the ancient kingdom's historical records, the Federation's people had lowly bloodlines, and even their physical qualities couldn't compare to the ancient kingdom's people who were born with divine bodies!

The first battle ended here.

The old man spoke softly, "Compared to our ancestors, whether it's them or us, we're already very lucky. In life, where is there ever such perfect preparation? Most of the time, we just have to grit our teeth and charge forward."

The man named Lu Sen had blood-colored divine fiend energy steaming from his body, and behind him, a faint soul shadow seemed to appear.

"Thank you for your guidance, Dragon Master!"

Ji Jingqiu had just stepped into the Apex of the Post-Heaven Realm, and he probably hadn't fully grasped the divine forms of the energy seeds, let alone the Dharmakaya domain.

For them, this exchange tournament in the True Seed Realm was like an appetizer, effectively piquing everyone's interest and also foreshadowing the potential of the young generation on both sides.

Ross, the young man named, took the lead and stepped forward with an excited and unrestrained smile, "Lord Loren, I'll be the first to fight this afternoon!"

On the platform between Luofeng Ancient Kingdom and the Federation.

His figure disappeared in an instant, as if tearing through space, and in a flash, he appeared behind Ji Jingqiu. However, before he could throw a punch, he was met with a horizontal slash.

(End of Chapter)

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