Chapter 173: Ultimate Technique Against Ultimate Technique, The Unrivaled Xueheng, and the Astonishi

Chapter 173: Ultimate Technique Against Ultimate Technique, The Unrivaled Xueheng, and the Astonishing Sakura Full Moon (4K)



As Xueheng made his entrance, the entire arena fell into a silence that lasted for several seconds. Over twenty thousand people were left in awe.

Then, a wave of whispers and exclamations rippled through the crowd like a tsunami.

"Xueheng?!"

"My husband is finally here!"

"Why does he always make such an entrance, as if he'll die if he's not dramatic? We've all been waiting impatiently."

"But I have to admit, that was really cool..."

"What a show-off! But I love it!"

"Hey, there's a Tao Bai here in the arena, I'm not joking!"

"Why is he so handsome?"

"Husband, my husband!!!”

The commotion in the arena didn't affect the two on the stage.

Du Mingluan, who was only about 1.6 meters tall and looked like a middle school student, looked at Xueheng with a hint of displeasure on his delicate face.

He slowly spoke, "Xueheng, you should know who your opponent is today, right? Why are you late?"

Xueheng cleared his throat.

He really didn't know who his opponent was. A few days ago, after his previous match, he had taken a plane to the border and hadn't paid any attention to the subsequent wins and losses.

After a moment's thought, Xueheng smiled and said, "I had some personal matters to attend to these past few days, and I just got back."

Upon hearing this, Du Mingluan's expression softened.

Just as he was about to reply, Xueheng asked with a puzzled look on his face, "By the way, who are you?"

Du Mingluan's expression immediately turned gloomy.

This guy had never even spared him a glance!

He felt extremely disrespected and humiliated!

At that moment, a staff member approached the three commentators at the commentary booth and whispered something to Hao Yongyun, who was sitting in the middle.

After the staff member left in a hurry, Hao Yongyun's voice rang out throughout the arena.

"Ahem... cough cough."

"We just received a message from the backstage. Due to some unavoidable personal matters, Xueheng was delayed. In order to make it to the match on time, he had to use this method of entry."

"Please forgive us, viewers..."

Upon hearing this, Xuewan, who was sitting in the contestant observation area and admiring her brother's cool demeanor, stiffened and wore a strange expression.

The organizers are really sucking up to him...

They were in such a hurry outside the contestant waiting room, and now that Ah-Jing is here, they're immediately trying to make up for it.

After the commentator's explanation, the commotion in the audience gradually subsided.

Several staff members hurried onto the stage to remove the log that was stuck in the platform, so as not to affect the match.

"One, two, lift!"

The staff members placed their hands on the log and chanted a slogan as they tried to pull it out together.

However, even though they strained until their faces turned red, the log barely budged.

The log was quite heavy due to its size, and it was stuck in the ground at an angle. It was impossible for the staff members, who had only undergone a little martial arts training, to remove it.

Seeing this, Xueheng spoke up, "Sorry, let me handle this."

He walked forward and placed his hand on the log.

With a burst of strength, his fingers instantly crushed the hard bark, and all five of them sank into the wood.

Then, he lifted his arm.

With a crack, Xueheng single-handedly pulled out the log and held it over his head.

His expression remained unchanged, as if he were holding a small dumbbell, creating a stark contrast with the log's size.

"Where should I put this?" Xueheng asked.

The staff member blinked, his eyes filled with shock. Hearing the question, he stuttered, "Just... just put it under the stage, we'll take care of the rest..."

Xueheng nodded with a smile, and with a single hand, he exerted his strength, using the Dragon's Will technique to convert it into pure soft strength. He then threw the log under the stage with a gentle motion.

The log traced an arc in the air and silently fell to the ground without making a sound.

If not for the visible wave of air slowly spreading from under the log, blowing away the surrounding dust, one might have thought the log was made of foam.

This move impressed everyone in the audience who knew anything about martial arts.

"Soft strength! He used soft strength!"

"What pure soft strength! Just this one move alone, he's at least on par with a master who's specialized in this for over twenty years!"

"Is this really the U19 tournament in the outer ring... He's only seventeen, and he's already demonstrated extraordinary strength and blade energy. Even his use of soft strength is so skillful..."

"They say he started practicing martial arts in his mother's womb, but I don't buy it... Even if he started in the womb, it wouldn't be this outrageous!"

Seeing this, the staff members heaved a sigh of relief and repeatedly bowed to thank Xueheng before quickly leaving the stage.

At this moment, the commentator's voice rang out.

"Now, although a bit late, let's welcome—Xueheng!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the audience gave a very considerate round of thunderous applause and cheers, several times louder than when Du Mingluan had made his entrance.

The spotlight shone on Xueheng.

The photographer sitting on the overhead platform once again began to circle Xueheng, capturing him from all angles... This seemed to have become a routine, a special privilege unique to Xueheng, something that no other contestant enjoyed.

The audience laughed when they saw this.

"How thoughtful."

"Such a thoughtful cameraman, he deserves extra chicken legs!"

"The cameraman stared blankly at his lunch box filled with nothing but chicken legs after work."

Xue Jing sighed and smiled helplessly at the camera in front of him again.

This scene was projected onto the large screen in the arena, eliciting cheers from the audience.

"Xue Jing, who has consecutively ended his last two matches with unquestionable absolute strength, still has his true strength shrouded in mystery..."

"Let's take a look at Xue Jing's hexagonal data chart..."

"Hmm, Attack 10, Speed 10, Defense?, Technique 10, Mind?, Intelligence?... Since every match has been a quick victory, it's hard to observe more data. But in the previous match, Xue Jing displayed incredible speed, so this time there's an additional 'Speed 10' data point, another perfect score!"

"Terrifying, truly terrifying!"

"Xue Jing, just how much strength has he yet to reveal?"

"Could it really be like what they say, 'Your data is a 10 because it's just right, my data is a 10 because 10 is the highest it goes'?"

"Without further ado, let's witness this match together!"

On the stage, the referee stood between the two contestants, waved his hand, and quickly stepped down from the stage.

The match officially began.

However, neither Xue Jing nor Du Mingluan made a move.

In the contestant observation area, Xue Wan asked with a smile, "What do you think, who will win?"

Yin Mouhu, sitting next to her with his arms crossed, revealed his muscular physique as he pouted, "There's absolutely no suspense."

"If Xue Jing loses, I'll eat the entire stage."

Xue Wan giggled and said happily, "Little Yin, if I were Ah-Jing, I would definitely lose on purpose after hearing what you said."

Yin Mouhu: "..."

Kou Chengjian, sitting not far from them, spoke up, "Not necessarily."

Xue Wan turned to him, curious, "Oh? What's your take?"

She really couldn't imagine how her younger brother could lose.

Could the short guy on the stage have some secret ultimate move?

Kou Chengjian narrowed his eyes, "Du Mingluan is not just a stepping stone."

"Although I don't think highly of that short guy... he's still a top talent in our Night King style. Even the former Night King who held the [Heavenly Position] title praised him."

"He deserved the highest salary of 80 million Zhu Xia coins for the outer ring youth contestants last year."

Xue Wan's exquisite face showed a hint of ridicule, "Oh? Your backhanded compliment is making me think too much..."

Kou Chengjian twitched his mouth at her words and immediately closed his mouth, not daring to say more.

Xue Wan smiled and knew that this person was a bit homophobic, so she stopped teasing him and let him keep quiet.

'What nonsense, there's definitely no way he'll lose.'

'My brother Ah-Jing will definitely win, there won't be any accidents!'

Xue Wan hummed softly.

Xue Jing, who had no idea that his sister was setting a flag for him, looked at the short Du Mingluan in front of him and asked curiously:

"What are you waiting for? Aren't you going to attack?"

Du Mingluan slowly said:

"Xue Jing, you are very strong."

"You are probably the strongest among the people my age that I have ever faced, and it is possible that in the future, I may never meet an opponent as strong as you among my peers."

"I cherish this opportunity."

"Defeating you will be one of the proudest achievements of my life."

Xue Jing smiled, "You're very confident."

Du Mingluan nodded, "I must be confident."

"You are incredibly strong, frighteningly so... Therefore, if I had even the slightest bit of self-doubt today, I wouldn't dare step onto this stage."

Xue Jing hummed in acknowledgment and smiled, "Pure self-hypnosis is unreliable. The fact that you can maintain this confidence means you must have some basis in reality to rely on... Show me what you've got."

"I'll give you one chance to make a move. Just one."

Du Mingluan took a deep breath, and his whole body's momentum surged.

"One chance is all I need!"

The next moment, Xue Jing suddenly realized that the sky had darkened.

This was not an illusion; at least, in his field of vision, the entire sky outside, through the open ceiling of the arena, had been engulfed by the night, turning pitch-black.

"This is..." Xue Jing's eyes narrowed.

The audience looked up, puzzled.

"What's going on? Why is it dark?"

"Isn't it only 4 p.m.? What's going on, is there a typhoon?"

Kou Chengjian stood up abruptly, incredulous, "How is this possible?!?"

Next to him, Yin Mouhu also had a look of disbelief, "Ultimate Technique??"

Xue Wan quickly asked, "What does this mean?"

"When activated, spiritual consciousness radiates outward, pulling everyone within range into the user's spiritual domain..."

"This is the level of expression that only an ultimate technique can achieve!"

"Has this Du Mingluan already mastered an ultimate technique?!?"

Kou Chengjian turned to Yin Mouhu, who responded with an innocent look on his face. "What? I didn't do anything!"

Yin Mouhu frowned. "This doesn't look good. It's possible that Brother Xue is about to stumble into an unexpected setback..."

With her arms crossed, Xue Wan proudly replied, "Impossible. Ah-Jing will never lose."

Xue Jing, who had been continuously set up by his sister's flag-planting, looked at Du Mingluan, who had unleashed his ultimate technique, and narrowed his eyes. "So this is what you're relying on..."

Du Mingluan shook his head. "Xue Jing, there's no doubt that your strength surpasses mine. However, today, I will defeat you."

"Surrender, for you stand before a move that could shake the world..."

He struck an odd starting pose, resembling a bat or a soaring eagle, and leaped into the air, briefly hovering.

Soon, ripples began to emanate from his body, spreading across the void around him.

"—Night King Style Ultimate Technique: Night Cicada."

The next moment, endless cicada chirps reverberated throughout the gymnasium.

"Chirp! Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!"

Facing the figure that tore through the air in a dive, Xue Jing sighed softly.

"Who said... only you could use an ultimate technique?"

His pupils instantly turned silver, imbued with divinity.

In the sky above, a massive full moon appeared amidst the pitch-black night, surrounded by silvery-white cherry blossom petals that drifted downward.

In an instant, the endless cicada chirps ceased.

Du Mingluan's body, which had been diving from the sky, stiffened. The immense power he had gathered, focusing all his spirit, mind, and energy into a single point, suddenly scattered.

His face reflected his disbelief.

It was as if he were enveloped by the killing intent of the heavens, and a terrifying will that left him unable to muster any defiance descended upon him.

That was... divine will.

Divine will shone in Xue Jing's silver eyes, and he made a chopping motion with his right hand.

"Screech—"

With just a light chop, he crossed paths with the diving Du Mingluan.

Silver blade light flashed.

With the poetic silver cherry blossoms and the full moon as a backdrop, Xue Jing, with his back turned to Du Mingluan, slowly retracted his hand.

The next moment, countless tiny wounds appeared all over Du Mingluan's body. They were dense, as if he had been subjected to the lingering death punishment.

Silver-white blade energy continuously burst out from each wound, drawing his blood away from his body.

It wasn't until Xue Jing lightly snapped his fingers that the silvery-white blade energy surging from Du Mingluan's body suddenly stopped and transformed into silver light spots, dissipating like materialized moonlight.

Xue Jing brushed off the silver cherry blossom petals that had landed on him. In the midst of the arena's silence, he turned and walked toward the contestant passage.

Du Mingluan lay on the ground, soaked in blood, but he hadn't lost consciousness. As Xue Jing passed by without sparing him a glance, he asked in a dazed voice, "What's that move called?"

Xue Jing paused and replied, "Sakura Full Moon."

With that, he stepped into the contestant passage.

Several seconds later, the commentator's shocked shout rang out throughout the arena.

"It's over! The winner has been decided!!"

"Another instant kill!"

"Facing Du Mingluan's Night King Style Ultimate Technique: Night Cicada, Xue Jing also countered with an ultimate technique!"

"Unbelievable! Who would've thought that in a U19 elimination match, we'd be fortunate enough to witness a battle between two young geniuses who have entered the realm of ultimate techniques!"

"And in the end, it was Xue Jing who emerged victorious, claiming the ticket to the finals!"

"Invincible! Only the word 'invincible' can describe Xue Jing's stunning performance in this elimination round!"

After a moment of silence, the audience erupted into an uproar that shook the gymnasium.

"Holy crap! What the hell was that?!"

"An ultimate technique?! To witness the use of an ultimate technique in a U19 match, and on top of that, an ultimate technique versus ultimate technique dream battle! This is insane!"

"Who is Xue Jing, and what is his background?! I've never heard of the Canglong Style, and a terrifying genius of this caliber has never been heard of before. They've been hiding too deeply!"

"What was that move just now? It was so beautiful; it's not a hidden dragon at all!"

"This is an iconic scene! An absolute iconic scene!"

"My husband brandished a hand chop, slashing out the Silver Cherry Blossom Full Moon, instantly defeating his opponent. This scene is so poetic and picturesque!"

In the contestant observation area, Xue Wan shook Yin Mouhu's sturdy arm, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "See? I told you Ah-Jing wouldn't lose!"

Yin Mouhu stared blankly at the stage, still unable to snap out of his daze.

The other young contestants sitting in the observation area shared similar expressions.

Compared to outsiders who only had a superficial understanding, they were more aware of the value of an ultimate technique.

And now, not only had they witnessed two geniuses capable of using ultimate techniques, but they had also seen one utterly dominate the other without any suspense.

Kou Chengjian, sitting nearby, unconsciously muttered a sentence that left a bitter taste in the mouths of all the contestants present.

"Is there still any point in us continuing to practice martial arts...?"

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(End of Chapter)

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