Chapter 301: Overwhelming Dominance, the Ant and the Insect (4K)

Chapter 301: Overwhelming Dominance, the Ant and the Insect (4K)



A powerful blast of energy erupted from Xue Jing, spreading out with a mighty roar!

The surrounding air trembled and distorted, as if scorched by invisible flames, and faintly, the temperature seemed to rise noticeably.

"Ant, who gave you the right to speak up?"

The arrogant words filled with madness entered everyone's ears, and among the thousands of onlookers, most of them couldn't help but feel a sense of unease, their knees going weak, almost kneeling on the ground.

As the direct recipient of this overwhelming force, Xie Yue's entire body stiffened for a moment, and a hint of fear involuntarily appeared on his face.

But being a formidable expert on the verge of breaking limits, his mental fortitude was strong. He quickly focused his mind, forcefully suppressing the sense of dread as if facing divine punishment, and although he couldn't completely shake off this feeling, he managed to speak.

He gritted his teeth and said,

"You little punk, how dare you..."

Before he could finish, a figure appeared in front of him with unimaginable speed.

There was absolutely no time to react; it was as if a segment of the movie had been cut out, abruptly transitioning from one scene to the next, extremely abrupt.

A flawless, white hand, more beautiful than a woman's, pressed down on his head, and Xie Yue felt as if a mountain had descended upon him.

Without the slightest chance to struggle, a bone-chilling cracking sound came from his legs, and dozens of shattered bone spurs pierced through his skin. Xie Yue's body shrunk, and half of his head was pushed into his chest cavity, instantly transforming him from a tall man of 1.8 meters into a 'child' of less than 1 meter.

"Insect, you should behave like an insect, crawl on the ground obediently, and don't even think about barking at the sky."

Xue Jing's eyes turned cold, and his voice echoed from afar, not seeming to come from his mouth but from the heavens above.

"Big Brother Xie!" His companions cried out in shock as they saw Xie Yue instantly crushed into a human stick by Xue Jing's strike.

Everyone moved, rushing towards Xue Jing.

"Die in your lowliness, for that is your only fate."

The Nightfall Blade flashed with a chilling light, and a hundred-meter-long blade aura shot out horizontally, slicing Xie Yue, who had only half his life left and couldn't move, right through the middle. The terrifying blade aura didn't stop, continuing to slash through the air, extending for hundreds of meters, and leaving behind eye-catching, massive slashes on the buildings along its path.

"This...?"

Everyone was caught off guard by this sudden turn of events.

Although they had been calling him 'Devil King Xue' since his appearance, Xue Jing had always been quite polite, with his speech and manners befitting a noble family. But how did he suddenly turn into a true villainous demon king, exuding arrogance, calling them ants and insects?

And... he was indeed as strong as a demon king!

Many people recognized him; he was Xie Yue of the Golden Wind White Rainbow Sword, a renowned young expert whose fame spread far and wide, just one step away from leaping over the Dragon Gate.

He was simply and easily pressed down and slashed, dying cleanly and neatly, as if he were just an extra mob character...

"Master!" Zong Shi Chan almost drooled, and her entire body seemed to have taken some kind of drug, her pretty face excited beyond measure.

She had always had a strong admiration for Xue Jing, and now she was thoroughly struck in her heart.

"Is this... the Reversed Scale?"

Li Qi exclaimed in surprise, his face filled with disbelief.

"It's only been a short while, and he's already mastered the 'Reversed Scale'?"

"No, that's not right."

Li Qi frowned.

"It's a bit different from the Reversed Scale. It should be another move created based on the Reversed Scale, an ultimate move of kinetic energy burst... and it doesn't seem to be fully mastered."

"This kid..."

On the arena, several figures approached Xue Jing one after another, each displaying their ultimate killing moves.

But Xue Jing, engulfed in 'Heavenly Wrath', didn't even glance at these 'ants' attacks, standing in his original spot, neither dodging nor evading.

"Insolence!"

Under 'Heavenly Wrath', the spiritual energy field, which had become several times more active, unleashed its full power. Shadow flames attached to it, and countless black lightning patterns radiated out, as if the void was tearing open. The hard floor was shaken and cracked, forming several enormous ravines.

"Feathered Ascension, Divine Avoidance!"

All the black lightning energy fields were controlled by Feathered Ascension, concentrated, and directed towards the few who attacked, suppressing them.

"Ah!"

Several people who had rushed towards Xue Jing from different directions suddenly stiffened in their tracks, as if they had suffered some severe injury. Among them, two fainted on the spot, their eyes rolling up.

The remaining few had blood spilling from the corners of their mouths, enduring an indescribable mental trauma, and they punched and kicked towards Xue Jing!

"Seeking death!" Xue Jing was furious, neither dodging nor evading, and his Nightfall Blade swept across.

The massive circular blade aura expanded in a ring, and below the stage, Li Qi's expression changed drastically as he shouted, "Senior Brother Meng!"

Meng Boshang responded instantly, moving to the direction of the Dragon Concealment Dojo arena. His face grew solemn as the spreading ring of blade aura approached, and dragon scale markings began to appear all over his body, shimmering with golden light.

Dragon Concealment Stream's Deadly Move - Golden Dragon Scales!

His robust body spun at an incredible speed, transforming into a spinning top that collided with the blade aura in mid-air.

A piercing metallic screech filled the air, causing everyone nearby to cover their ears in pain.

Meng Boshang and the ring of blade aura held each other off for a while, until a loud explosion shattered the ring, causing it to dissipate into specks of light. Meng Boshang, like a cannonball, flew backwards at high speed, crashing through the arena wall and leaving a human-shaped crater.

Li Qi, leaning on the armrests of his wheelchair, almost stood up in a medical miracle. After witnessing the successful blocking and dissipation of the blade aura, he sat back down, looking shaken, and rubbed his chest.

"This kid, showing off his skills recklessly without caution. If it wasn't blocked, our new dojo would have been cut in half!" Li Qi complained, but his eyes revealed satisfaction.

Even Meng Boshang, who was prepared to face the attack with all her might, struggled to hold on. Those who had surrounded Xue Jing on the stage fared even worse.

Everyone who was hit by the spreading blade aura had their limbs severed by the sword energy, leaving them either dead or severely injured, unable to resist.

Among those who came for revenge, only one person remained unharmed.

Zheng Jixiang of the Celestial Octagram Style.

"Is...is it over?"

The guests and audience watched the stage in shock.

"Terrifying, it's too terrifying... Xue Jing of the Dragon Concealment Stream, has he already broken through the limits and stepped into the Master Rank?"

"Facing several Grandmasters, he effortlessly crushed them like dry weeds, even more formidable than in the U19 finals!"

"He's like an overpowered villain designed to be unbeatable head-on..."

"So, has he leaped over the Dragon Gate or not?"

"He must have. If he hasn't with that kind of power, I'll eat three pounds of shit right here!"

"Wait, it's not over yet, someone's still standing!"

On the stage, a man with a cloud-like aura sighed softly and spoke to Xue Jing, who had already turned his gaze towards him.

"Can we settle this peacefully?"

Xue Jing tilted his head, his silver-white pupils burning with golden flames, as he walked towards him with the long sword held upside down.

"At this moment? Insect, you're joking."

Zheng Jixiang scratched his head, "This is troublesome."

The man, who had not moved since the start of the fight, seemed different from the others, showing no hostility towards Xue Jing.

He spoke on his own, "I cannot defy my master's orders. I'm here just to join the fun, not to oppose your Dragon Concealment Stream."

"In this situation, it's obvious I can't defeat you. This way, I'll have an excuse to shirk responsibility when I return. I should thank you for that."

Xue Jing remained silent, and Zheng Jixiang didn't seem to mind. He continued, "My Celestial Octagram Style takes after the eight celestial phenomena, with eight ultimate techniques, each with diverse applications and wide-ranging uses."

"Then, please excuse me."

The blade aura slashed through the air, and Zheng Jixiang waved his hand, causing his clothes to flutter.

"Rainbow Sky."

In the night, a rainbow flashed in everyone's eyes, forming a bridge that extended into the distance.

Xue Jing frowned and activated Flame Chain, pulling out a similar tail of flame to chase after the rainbow bridge.

As he approached rapidly, Zheng Jixiang's ethereal voice reached his ears, "Eternal Night."

Xue Jing's vision suddenly darkened, enveloped in thick darkness that obscured even the stars, like the legendary Eternal Night from a century ago.

"Playing tricks."

He snorted coldly and instinctively swung his sword, feeling a slight resistance as if he had struck something.

His spiritual aura expanded and contracted, and his vision cleared under the intense impact.

He looked around but couldn't find Zheng Jixiang. Only a severed arm lay nearby, oozing thick, viscous blood.

The golden flames in his eyes gradually faded, and the silver-white color receded from his pupils. Xue Jing rubbed his temples wearily.

"I could pursue him... but forget it."

Although Zheng Jixiang fled swiftly, Xue Jing possessed a visualization ability that allowed him to imagine and predict the opponent's escape route in his mind, making it possible to track him down.

However, Xue Jing had just unleashed 'Reversed Scale: Heavenly Wrath', pushing his power to the limit. While he swiftly overwhelmed and defeated all his enemies, it also exhausted him, leaving him extremely fatigued.

As for Zheng Jixiang... he seemed to be against causing trouble for the Dragon Concealment Stream from the start, so he wasn't much of an enemy anyway. Xue Jing decided not to pursue him.

Xue Jing glanced at the severed hand on the ground, then leaped and soared back towards the Dragon Concealment Dojo.

...

"I only came to join the fun, but I never expected it to be such a big commotion. It's truly eye-opening!"

"Witnessing Xue Mo Wang single-handedly crush numerous experts, I now have a month's worth of bragging material for the drinking table!"

"Did anyone record what just happened? Please send it to me; I was so engrossed that I forgot to record it!"

"I wonder if that Celestial Octagram Style expert managed to escape..."

"Even if you gave him two more legs, he wouldn't be able to outrun Xue Mo Wang. Did you see how fast he was?"

Amidst the commotion, a figure swiftly approached from a distance, descending from the sky and landing on the arena.

Xue Jing landed gracefully, and the aloof arrogance on his handsome face vanished, replaced by a peaceful smile as he bowed to the crowd, saying:

"I apologize for the slight interruption. Please forgive me."

As soon as he spoke, the crowd hurriedly replied with 'no worries,' but their expressions were somewhat peculiar.

A major problem like several Great Perfection experts showing up at their doorstep was just a slight interruption?

"Alright, let's continue," Xue Jing said with a smile, his voice carrying across the entire arena.

"Are there any other experts willing to come up and teach me?"

The people present looked at each other, unsure.

This...

Looking at the uncleaned remains of the experts, their limbs scattered on the arena, and the exaggerated cracks in the floor, who would dare to go up there without fear of death?

Xue Jing scanned the surroundings, waited for a while, and seeing no one making a move, he spoke:

"Since no one is willing to come up, I assume there are no further objections. From this day forward, the Dragon Concealment Dojo officially establishes its roots and opens for business here!"

...

Xue Jing stepped down from the arena and walked towards Li Qi. As he approached, he heard a crisp and excited voice from a little girl.

"Master!"

Zong Shi Chan pounced on Xue Jing like a rocket, hugging him tightly and burying her head in his chest.

"Master, you're sooooo coooooool!"

Xue Jing patted her head, "It was alright... Don't touch me randomly."

He reached out irritably and swatted away Zong Shi Chan's hands that were roaming around his waist.

"Hehe, I want to absorb some of Master's divine aura~"

Zong Shi Chan rubbed her face against Xue Jing's chest.

Li Qi waved at Xue Jing with a kind smile, "Good child, come over here."

Xue Jing lifted Zong Shi Chan off him like a cat and then walked towards Li Qi, bowing respectfully.

"Master."

Li Qi beamed at Xue Jing, feeling a surge of satisfaction that reached his crown. Even the stray hairs on his Mediterranean head stood up.

In this lifetime, he had done countless good deeds, but he never expected to receive such a disciple.

"Come, let me introduce you to some of my old friends..."

Li Qi gestured towards the old men sitting beside him, but suddenly, he noticed that they were all smiling slyly, which made him feel a bit suspicious.

He quickly added, "You don't need to know who they are; just knowing they're my friends is enough."

Immediately, one of the elders started cursing, "You crippled old man, always up to no good! Aren't you afraid of ending up in a wheelchair if you keep doing these things?"

"You soulless creature!"

"Xue Xian, I'm your Uncle Zhao. Nephew, as the saying goes, the more skills you have, the better. Are you interested in learning a few more martial arts?"

"Hey, nephew, have you found a partner yet? It's fine if you have, but listen, I have a granddaughter..."

The elders surrounded Xue Jing with enthusiasm, asking him about his well-being and trying to matchmake him.

Xue Jing maintained an embarrassed yet polite smile, skillfully deflecting the elders' advances, like a child enduring the torture of visiting relatives during the New Year.

"Scram, scram, scram, scram!"

Li Qi's wheelchair drifted, circling around Xue Jing and separating him from the elders. He scolded, "You old geezers, with one foot already in the grave, still thinking of snatching my disciple? Dream on! I'll send you to your graves early if you don't behave!"

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(End of Chapter)

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