Warped.
This was Bernoulli Xiaoya’s first impression.
The uniform space got warped by the celestial body’s power, and the light warped with it. Everything beca distorted, giving it a surreal experience.
Since Ai Changyuan ‘plucked’ himself from Divine Province’s gravitational system, he was like a celestial body high above. He carved a piece of the celestial body’s gravity to form his own laws.
Ai Changyuan’s spiritual power wasn’t that strong, but Universal Pull’s borrowing tactic was ingenious, taking so of the celestial body’s gravity. Bernoulli Xiaoya’s low symbol sword had since been reduced to pieces in her hand, forcing this young expert swordswoman into fighting bare-handed.
At this point in the fight, continuing would be pointless. However, Bernoulli Xiaoya was dead set on launching a counterattack against Ai Changyuan’s mighty display.
With no sword, she’d have to make do with fists.
The girl’s fists carried a strong spiritual power, leaving a trail in the air on their way to Ai Changyuan. On contact with Ai Changyuan’s gravitational-infused punches skewed her own. The two’s strikes were in a deadlock.
The girl jumped back and punched again as she bit her lip.
The sa cycloid was used, or rather, the curve of fast descent. If the girl’s art was a smidge better, would this slightly restrictive Universal Pull fist give Ai Changyuan so pressure? Alas, she was spent.
Feeling the erratic blood flow within, the girl could only groan. Universal Pull spiritual power’s tidal force was here, further adding to her difficulties.
However…
The girl punched again.
[I’m… a Bernoulli…]
[Bernoulli… doesn’t fear death…]
“I have to… have to…”
Ai Changyuan grabbed her wrists for the upteenth ti. “Dying ans losing.”
“No…” Bernoulli Xiaoya toughened up by throwing another fist, but Ai Changyuan grabbed it as well.
“Like I said, this is just the April joint examination… I didn’t kill your family. Why make it so hard on myself?”
“You can’t… kill my family.”
“Yeah, yeah, I’m shaking all over.” Ai Changyuan flung her away. “Though I really can’t kill any Bernoulli mber.”
Seeing Bernoulli Xiaoya down, the Foundation Establishnt judge announced Ai Changyuan’s win.
Bernoulli Xiaoya leaned weakly on the barrier, the loud cheers finally reaching her ears as she gazed at the bright sky.
April.
Only two more months until the final examination.
Four months had passed since the New Year’s joint examination; the harsh winter imposed by the Dragon King long gone.
Due to Western Sea’s Dragon King’s madness, Drifting Cloud Sect’s Eminence ca out, along with Unfettered that hadn’t been seen in years. Drifting Cloud Sect’s Phenona Edifice’s Edifice Lord Zhu Kezhen personally took the stage and restored Divine Province’s blue skies. (Tamon: Chinese teorologist)
With Dragon King’s assistance, the sea demons on the shore were like fish in a barrel. Those unable to transform had their strength cut in half, becoming easy targets for even Qi Refining cultivators using appropriate arts. As for the sea demons that could transform, they lost the cover of the sea demon tide as well as their nerve to attack. After fighting the frontier guards on the coast for a month, the demons made a full retreat.
Langde Immortal Institute disciples earned a pretty rit from that one, with so disciples having stayed at the institute showing a tougher personality from the few brushes with death.
Ti flew by, like it always did, and April arrived.
Langde Immortal Institute had the rotten luck of getting the best among immortal institutes, Leyan, as their next opponent. It made many wail, “Rotten draw twice in a row.” Yet forgetting they still stood above Argent Apex on average.
For Ai Changyuan, however, no immortal institute sucked; he was happier when pitted against a better Immortal Institute—a better Immortal Institute had a higher chance of giving him a worthy opponent.
Like the Bernoulli girl before him.
Ai Changyuan crouched before her, giving her a hand. “I won. It was a fun duel.”
Bernoulli Xiaoya was irate. “There’s Transcendent’s arrogance again. Little Transcendent sure has no sha to mock .”
Ai Changyuan raised an eyebrow. “Did he… mocked
as well?”
The only similar experience he had was in Ai Changyuan’s recent loss…
Bernoulli Xiaoya stood up by herself. “Argent Apex Immortal Institute’s Wang Qi?”
“Hey now, don’t get excited. Universal Pull’s energy is still in your system.”
Bernoulli Xiaoya ignored her erratic blood, her eyes glittering. How do I compare to him in your eyes? Who is stronger?”
Ai Changyuan started. “I heard that the Bernoulli family are fanatics when it cos to math; now I’m a believer.”
Bernoulli Xiaoya held her head high. “Only natural!”
Ai Changyuan muttered, “It’s hard to say. His bladesmanship blends with hyperbolic geotry, and with an advanced ntal art, he sowhat has the advantage on . But your sword art is also restrictive on him…I really can’t tell…”
Bernoulli Xiaoya no longer forced herself and slumped to the ground. “The Myriad Arts Sect true disciple spot is mine!”
For her Ancestor, and the expectations of her family!
While Langde and Leyan’s fighting was in full swing, on the Argent Apex Immortal Institute’s side, things were rather dull.
They were up against Jiongli, the dead last among the ten Immortal Institutes.
After the New Year’s joint examination, Argent Apex Immortal Institute beca aware of their shortcomings and doubled down on cultivating. They wanted to do their very best in the next joint examination in April to prove themselves.
However, ending up with Jiongli as an opponent, they felt such a letdown.
Jiongli Immortal Institute had no one among them that could take Wang Qi’s second strike. After one-shooting his twelve opponents, he earned the ‘finish the examination in half an hour’ achievent.
The rest of the ti was spent practicing.
Finding what foundation to pursue, Wang Qi’s academic life flipped.
For the last four months, he would always go to Su Junyu to practice, dissecting all the moves based on theories to integrate his knowledge and understand the ntal arts.
Every afternoon would find him on Argent Mountain’s peak’s trial area fighting demons for rits. Of particular note was that he could now beat an early Accretion demon by himself. If he were to face that Thunder Clap Stag King again, he was confident one strike would be enough to kill it.
The reward for a Qi Refining cultivator killing an Accretion Stage demon was ten tis that of an Awareness Stage demon. The easy grind had Wang Qi’s rits go from fifty to over two hundred.
And that was just an added bonus. Wang Qi’s greatest gain was the yet incomplete theory he had.
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