Chapter 25: Su Wanning's Theory
Chapter 25: Su Wanning’s Theory
In a deserted field outside the Bazaar…
Su Yuanpeng activated a secret technique. Within moments, his aura genuinely dropped to the sixth layer of Foundation Building cultivation.
Xiao Chen’s eyes lit up. “Wait.”
Su Yuanpeng sneered, “What’s wrong? Scared now?”
Xiao Chen shook his head. “No, I want to raise the stakes. I’ll take your hidden cultivation manual as the prize—you name your terms too.”
“No need,” Su Yuanpeng scoffed. “What could you possibly offer? But since you’ll lose anyway, I’ll humor you.”
Hmph.
Xiao Chen had been racking his brains for an equal wager.
Never expected this guy to be so arrogant. Guess I’m the “wealth-spreading child” today.
As he scoffed, Su Yuanpeng formed a hand seal, summoning a golden glow. Instead of enveloping his body, it solidified into a radiant mirror shielding his front.
Then he flicked his sleeve, conjuring a pale blue water screen ahead of him. Smirking, he taunted, “Come on. Don’t say I’m bullying you—I’ll even let you strike first.”
The golden mirror was an advanced application of the Golden Light Technique, concentrating mana by minimizing defensive area for maximum protection.
The water screen was the Yellow-tier defensive spell Water Curtain Technique, specially practiced by Su Yuanpeng to disrupt enemy attacks and compensate for the mirror’s weaknesses.
Though their cultivation levels were equalized, his mastery of layered spells and meticulous preparation gave him confidence.
Watching this, Su Wanning’s heart clenched. This duel would test their comprehensive offensive and defensive skills.
From her prior investigation, Xiao Chen hadn’t dueled anyone since joining the sect. The past few months, he’d focused solely on cultivation, barely practicing spells—visiting the sect’s training chamber only once, and leaving midway.
He simply hadn’t time to master enough techniques for this sudden confrontation.
Yet Xiao Chen merely launched a basic Fireball Technique, hurling it forward.
Su Yuanpeng nearly laughed aloud.
Total amateur. Case closed.
Using such an outdated spell as Fireball Technique? Hilarious. Worse, Water Curtain Technique was a classic counter to fireballs.
Attacking head-on with Fireball now wasn’t just clueless—it was pathetic.
Let alone skipping defense entirely to strike first—a rookie mistake. When he retaliated, Xiao Chen would scramble helplessly.
Su Yuanpeng already felt bored. He craved a worthy opponent, not a pushover. Defeating a novice like this held no satisfaction.
But the next instant, the seemingly ordinary fireball pierced the water screen, shattered the golden mirror, and detonated with a thunderous boom.
Su Yuanpeng’s secret technique collapsed too, and his late Lian Qi-stage mana erupted instinctively, absorbing most of the blast.
Still, the force hurled him sprawling to the ground.
“Second Brother!” Su Wanning gasped. “Are you alright?”
Seeing Su Yuanpeng sit up, disheveled but unharmed, she exhaled in relief. Turning to Xiao Chen, her wide eyes brimmed with shock.
Even with an Earth-tier cultivation manual, shouldn’t there be basic logic?
Ignoring elemental counters, breaking through two defenses in one strike, and shattering his disguise technique? None of it made sense.
Su Wanning knew that hidden technique had defensive properties too—it was meant to prevent disaster if his “pig disguise” failed.
Shattering it meant that attack alone could kill a typical sixth-layer Foundation Building cultivator.
No wonder he skipped defense. Why waste mana on protection when one strike ended things? Recovering mana took time.
Still, though the timing felt off, Su Wanning couldn’t suppress a flicker of joy.
Xiao Chen had promised to support her bid for chief disciple.
The stronger he proved, the better for her future.
On the battlefield…
Su Yuanpeng sat dazed, mind reeling. How could a plain Fireball Technique pack such power?
Thankfully, his triple-layered defenses and years of combat reflexes had saved him—channeling mana to deflect most of the flames.
Ten breaths passed as he sat catching his breath, ears still ringing.
He’d studied spells for years.
Faced countless Fireball Techniques—thousands if not ten thousand.
Even advanced fire spells like Fire Serpent, Blazing Palm, or Flame Talismans couldn’t compare.
He demanded answers.
Shaking his head, he stood. “What spell was that?”
Xiao Chen shrugged. “Fireball Technique. Pretty obvious, right?”
“Impossible!” Su Yuanpeng snapped. “I know Fireball Technique inside-out. That wasn’t it! Tell the truth—what was it?”
“Second Brother, enough!” Su Wanning interrupted. “Cultivation secrets are private. This is rude.”
She turned to Xiao Chen, softening. “Senior Brother Xiao, I understand. I believe you used Fireball Technique. It looked exactly like one to me.”
Huh?
What exactly are you understanding?
Xiao Chen sensed her misunderstanding but nodded. Arguing would only invite more questions about his fireball’s power.
He smiled warmly. “You’re right.”
Though I’ve no idea what you’re thinking…
Su Wanning’s face lit with sudden clarity, returning his smile.
Got it! I got it!
This must be the legendary Heavenly-tier spell!
In her mind, only a Heavenly-tier spell could hide such terrifying power beneath an ordinary facade.
She’d assumed Xiao Chen obtained an Earth-tier legacy—enviable, but manageable.
But this? A Heavenly-tier legacy?
His record-breaking breakthrough speed, that fireball’s deceptive power—all proof of his extraordinary status.
No mere Earth-tier manual could explain this.
Granted, a servant disciple stumbling upon a Heavenly-tier legacy sounded absurd.
But stranger things happened in this world.
Take this region alone—Lin Ping An, who always “accidentally” found rare treasures, or Song Ancestor, who rebuilt his clan from nothing in fifty years.
Thinking this, Su Wanning studied Xiao Chen again, her beautiful eyes gleaming.
(End of Chapter)
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