Kang Renquan's intervention shocked Bu Ming.This was not the first ti he had challenged Kang Renquan. The facts had always proven that a Holy Son was still a Holy Son. Kang Renquan was forever just one step ahead of him, no matter what Bu Ming did. He simply could not win.Of course, the main reason was that Kang Renquan's Dao happened to counter his.If it were not for that restraint, Bu Ming believed he would absolutely be no weaker than Kang Renquan.He had finally waited for Kang Renquan to step down and was just trying to challenge Xia Li, only for Kang Renquan to jump out and block him again."Senior Brother Fuyuan, what are you doing?"Bu Ming was utterly baffled. Fuyuan had been Kang Renquan's dao title back when he was a Holy Son."My na is Kang Renquan now, Junior Brother. Don't get it wrong."Kang Renquan liked his plain mortal na very much. He had never particularly cared for the dao title bestowed by the Holy Land.Qiu Fu stared at Kang Renquan in surprise. She had not expected Xia Li's attendant to be this strong, strong enough to suppress the Holy Land's top-ranked True Transmission.That was the number one figure beneath the Holy Sons."Fine then... Senior Brother Kang, this has nothing to do with you. This is a fight between and the new Holy Son. Why is a forr Ninth Holy Son like you butting in?"Bu Ming was angry now, so angry he was nearly frantic. He had inquired about Xia Li's record. From the reports of the battle at Sunscorch Valley, he knew Xia Li excelled in the Dao of fire and the Dao of spirit.But his sword was swifter than fire and faster than soul force. He might be able to restrain Xia Li's Dao. He had a chance to win.Against Kang Renquan, however, he was suppressed at every turn. The Formless Sea brought forth by Kang Renquan's Boundless Golden Core slowed his sword, erased his sword qi, and cut off the resonance of his sword cry."What? Him? A forr Holy Son?"Qiu Fu stared at Kang Renquan in utter disbelief. She had not expected Xia Li's attendant to be the very forr Holy Son whom Xia Li had displaced.By all rights, should these two not have been mortal enemies? Taking soone's great opportunity was like killing his parents.The other disciples around them wore strange expressions as they looked at Kang Renquan too. Qiu Fu was not the only one who could not understand. They were even more baffled than she was.Even after stepping down, Kang Renquan would still have replaced Bu Ming as the First True Transmission. Why had he run off to beco Xia Li's attendant?Even though the privileges of a Holy Son's attendant were higher than those of an inner disciple, they still could not compare to those of a True Transmission, much less the First True Transmission."Because I challenged Ninth Holy Son out of dissatisfaction, and after witnessing his strength, I chose to remain at Ninth Holy Son's side to serve and learn.""As for you, you cannot even defeat , yet you still dare challenge Ninth Holy Son. You truly overestimate yourself.""Retreat at once."As Kang Renquan spoke, the formless pressure filling the surroundings suddenly swelled, so much so that the sword qi Bu Ming had gathered in his dantian scattered apart on the spot.At that mont, Kang Renquan once more carried the aura of soone above others: confidence, arrogance, and an air of untouchable superiority.Shock appeared on Bu Ming's face. He could feel that Kang Renquan had grown even stronger. The forr Ninth Holy Son had improved again. And even so, he had still been beaten into wholehearted submission by Xia Li. How strong, then, was Xia Li?Damn it...Had he truly missed the chance to claim a Holy Son's seat for the rest of his life?"I... I was rash. Please do not bla , Ninth Holy Son. But my intention has not changed. I still ask Ninth Holy Son to make a move and let see the gap clearly."Bu Ming refused to leave like this. Even if he knew he would lose, he still wanted to understand the distance between them."Then make your move."Xia Li nodded and let Bu Ming attack first. Seeing that, Kang Renquan let out a sigh and stepped back.He and Bu Ming were old rivals who had advanced side by side for years. Precisely because of that, he cared about Bu Ming. If Bu Ming lost to him, he would only be spurred to work harder. If Bu Ming lost to Xia Li, that might not be the case."I will use only one sword-strike. This strike can split the void. Ninth Holy Son, please be careful."Bu Ming gathered his courage, raised his sword again, and drew a finger across the blade, using his own essence blood to empower it. Instantly, countless streams of sword qi split out and converged back into the sword.
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Then...he struck.Sharp. Fierce. Unstoppable. The shriek of sword qi rang loud enough to hurt the ears. Even after leaving the blade, the sword qi continued to multiply and strengthen mid-flight. Before the attack even arrived, Xia Li already felt a chill run over his whole body.There was no exaggeration in saying that this one sword could have killed the diocre Nascent Soul opponents Xia Li had t before. It might even have defeated a Nascent Soul true transmission disciple of Lingxu Cave Heaven in a single move.Like a rain of blades, the sword qi shot straight toward Xia Li's face. Xia Li raised one finger.Then pressed it down.Telekinesis surged outward. The downward pull of his stellar gravity twisted in a single directed distortion.The sword qi, which had been flying in a straight line, abruptly crashed to the ground. It kicked up clouds of dust from the earth right in front of Xia Li, split the stone with innurable fissures, and drove nearly a hundred ters underground without dispersing. The force of that strike was obvious. Describing it as mountain-splitting would not have been excessive.But it could not hit Xia Li.No matter how powerful an attack was, if it could not land, then it ant nothing.Xia Li stopped Bu Ming's killing move with a single flex of one finger. Seeing that, Bu Ming showed a bitter, helpless smile.That gap...Against Kang Renquan, he could at least exchange a few moves. He could even wound Kang Renquan. Against Xia Li, his killing move had turned straight into a joke."Thank you for the instruction, Ninth Holy Son."Bu Ming sheathed his sword, turned around, and left in dejection. He had arrived on sword and departed with sword, but his Dao heart looked as though it had suffered a blow. Xia Li did not even need to counter and make him receive a single strike in return.Bu Ming could have asked for that.But he was afraid.He was afraid Xia Li would once again raise a finger and press lightly downward, and that he would lose control and drop to his knees.If that happened, what face would he have left to remain in the Holy Land?After Bu Ming left, Kang Renquan ca to Xia Li's side."You might have left him a little face."Back when he was still a Holy Son, Kang Renquan had always worried Bu Ming would replace him. Now he no longer cared, and instead found himself concerned for this old rival."Not seeing the gap clearly is worse than despair. If things were handled your way, he'd be ruined sooner or later.""I only wanted an ending everyone could accept.""And that's why you're so tired."Xia Li had no interest in building up the Holy Land disciples' ntal fortitude. If Bu Ming could regain his confidence, then good, that would count as breaking and rebuilding himself. If he could not, then he could go cool off sowhere else.Xia Li could have told Bu Ming that he could not use that move a second ti in the short term, that he had not been as effortless as he had appeared. Releasing that much telekinesis in an instant required recovery, and the directed gravity distortion was also a function of the Spirit Core. It needed cooldown ti.But why would he say that?What possible benefit would there be in giving his opponent confidence to challenge him again?Even if he had needed full strength to win, Xia Li still would not have wasted words praising the other side or telling him how impressive he was. Xia Li would only act even more indifferent, as though defeating him had barely taken any effort at all."Maybe so..."Kang Renquan had nothing to say to that. This was the difference between him and Xia Li. He was the kind of person who praised even his enemies. Even in conflict, he did not want matters to end in mutual destruction unless the other side had been a life-and-death foe from the start."Little Kang, I can see it now. You're a good person. The really pure kind.""So of course you're exhausted. You deserve to keep having swords pointed at you."After tossing out those two lines, Qiu Fu imdiately followed Xia Li toward the Ninth Holy Son Palace.As a White Tiger, Qiu Fu was extrely sensitive to murderous aura.The mont Bu Ming challenged Xia Li and Kang Renquan stepped out to block him, there had been a brief instant in which Bu Ming released killing intent. If you'd like to support the translation and read 10 chapters ahead,[/PoppingDino]
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