He moved with supernatural fluidity, each movent seeming to have been predicted by his superior intelligence inherited from the Immortal Sage.
A clone tried to break his ribs from the left, but BaiShe pivoted on himself, seizing the staff with his bare hand before projecting a discharge of < Art of Frost: Eternal Winter Ice Prison > that shattered the double into a thousand shards of energy.
However, the real Wukong gave him no respite. He used his < Law: Heavenly Anarchy Strike > to ignore the Qi barriers that BaiShe was trying to erect.
The two cultivators seed to be at the sa level of physical power, but BaiShe knew he would never be as powerful as him physically.
Wukong launched a circular kick that BaiShe blocked with his forearm, causing a shockwave that pulverized the tiles beneath their feet. In return, BaiShe projected his palm toward Wukong’s plexus, but the latter dodged with an aerial pirouette, his staff grazing the young scholar’s face.
" Your attacks are way too vicious... Let guess, you are not a son of luck, are you? " comnted Wukong while launching a new series of rapid strikes.
’ He quickly guessed that I was cursed just by fighting ? This madman is dangerous... I should kill him one of these days. ’
" You’re wondering how I guessed? Well, most of these talented idiots are full of themselves and won’t use vicious thods to fight. Unlike you, you don’t underestimate your opponent while using low blows... I’m sure you’ve been through a lot of life-or-death situations. "
" I must admit that your deductive ability is terrifying... "
Despite the intensity of the exchange, neither managed to land a fatal blow. BaiShe felt that his Dantian, although stabilized, was starting to heat up under the pressure of his own Qi that was just waiting to be released. He understood that maintaining his image as a Law Master scholar was no longer viable in the face of the savagery of the Sun family. Therefore, he decided to end this parody of a duel.
BaiShe suddenly stopped in the middle of the arena, ignoring the clones that were assailing him. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath of the celestial Qi saturating the place. Suddenly, a spiritual pressure of suffocating density exploded from his body. It was no longer the calm Qi of a scholar, but a dominating force that made the weakest disciples in the crowd kneel.
[ Ding! Xuan BaiShe releases his celestial Qi! ]
[ Cultivation level detected: First Stage Overlord! ]
The shockwave of his transformation was so powerful that it instantly dissipated the remaining clones of Wukong, turning them into simple charred strands of hair. BaiShe was now floating a few centiters above the ground, his erald gaze shining with a sovereign glow under his monocle.
The revelation of his divine cultivation rank caused a deathly silence in the hall; no one would have imagined that at only twenty years old, he had already crossed the barrier of Transcendence to beco an Overlord.
" Only the Dao Executor can be this talented..." murmured Pangu...
Sun Wukong, far from being intimidated, felt his blood boil with excitent. He struck the ground with his staff, his eyes sparkling.
" Perfect! " he exclaid, a wild laugh escaping from his throat.
The amber pupils shone with wild excitent, a thirst for combat that he had not felt since his duel against Rakshasa valets.
" This is the monster I wanted to fight! Show the true power of the Xuan family! " exclaid Wukong, his voice resonating with a power that made the jade pillars of the hall vibrate.
At that precise mont, a totally unprecedented phenonon occurred. On Sun Wukong’s forehead, a golden light began to condense. A golden crown, adorned with ancient inscriptions that seed to burn the surrounding space, appeared on his forehead.
This Crown obtained by personally defying the judgnts of the Heavenly Dao during his forbidden ascension. It was the ultimate symbol of absolute anarchy, a proof that Wukong recognized no master, not even the destiny imposed by the heavens.
A purple and golden aura then began to swirl around the crown, mixing with his celestial Qi to form a terrifying hybrid energy.
< Rebellion Against Heaven! >
The entire space around Wukong twisted violently, as if an invisible hand crumpled the fabric of reality. A manifestation of his own law actively sought to rewrite the physical rules of the arena. In the blink of an eye, the laws of gravity were canceled in the combat zone. Stone debris, abandoned weapons and even the ambient air began to float erratically.
Even worse, the sect’s defense formations, supposed to stabilize the Qi of the fighters, collapsed, giving way to pure energetic chaos.
Xuan BaiShe narrowed his silver eyes.
In response, BaiShe let his own Qi, now imbued with the authority snatched from the Dao Executor, spread across the arena.
< Will of the Dao >
An invisible pressure descended on the zone of anarchy. Where Wukong imposed disorder, BaiShe imposed Law.
The two forces collided with a shrill whistle. The floating debris were instantly pulverized by the encounter of the two opposing domains.
Wukong propelled himself forward, his Heavenly Pillar cleaving the space to strike BaiShe. In this gravity-free domain, the two warriors moved like lightning, changing trajectory at speeds that defied logic.
" You are tougher than an old Rakshasa," launched Wukong between two brutal exchanges.
The clash of the two weapons produced a shockwave that shattered the ground.
" That’s enough. I’ve seen enough, " declared Sun Wukong suddenly while making his staff disappear. The crown on his forehead faded, and the laws of gravity instantly resud their rights, brutally dropping the dust to the ground.
BaiShe landed with elegance, storing his bone sword in the spatial void. He remained silent, waiting for what would co next.
" You are valid, Xuan BaiShe. I would never have thought I’d say this... but, I like you, I think we are alike, " affird Wukong with a wide smile. " Consider us as temporary allies. This world is becoming boring, but with you, things are likely to be fun. However, don’t think I’m done with you... we will have to fight each other a few more tis to see who is the true sovereign under this sky. "
BaiShe slightly tilted his head, accepting this informal pact with the Saint Equal to Heaven. He knew that having a monster like Wukong as an ally, even unstable, was a major asset...
Even though he was still thinking of a way to control him in the future.
Pangu, the leader of the sect, then stepped forward toward the center of the arena, his aura imposing calm. " The duel is over. It is ti to officially designate the heir of the Supre Dao Sect. Xuan BaiShe, through your demonstration of strength and wisdom, this position rightfully belongs to you. "
" In reality, even if BaiShe had not participated at the beginning, he would inevitably be linked to the Dao Temple, which Pangu did not delay in using for his own intrigues...
A murmur of approval ran through the assembly of Elders. For them, BaiShe was the perfect choice: powerful, noble and apparently respectful of traditions. But the young master of the Xuan family adjusted his monocle.
" I am honored by this proposal, Lord Pangu, " began BaiShe, his voice capturing the attention of every person present. " However, this young scholar must decline this honor. As I have already ntioned, my responsibilities toward my own family and my studies prevent from devoting the necessary ti to the direction of this prestigious sect. "
" Translation Master Pangu, everyone doesn’t give a fuck, hahaha... " said Wukong while disappearing under his cloud.
The surprise was total. No one refused Pangu’s succession. Xia Fei, in the stands, felt her heart beat faster.
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