LRAB Chapter 60 Are you good at fighting?
Chapter 60 Are you good at fighting?
The figure shrouded in multicolored light suddenly moved, making a grasping motion towards the sky. Amidst the swirling nine-colored light, the snow-white figure fell into his palm and merged with him.
Kong Tianxu took a slight half-step forward with his left foot.
A muffled thud seemed to strike everyone's heart. His previously precarious aura seemed to freeze, no longer wavering in the slightest.
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying chill, as if from the relentless, biting wind and snow of the far north, erupted from his body.
This chill even seeped into his mind, and the sword intent that had been pressing in was as if it had been frozen, shattering inch by inch and rolling back along the path it had come from!
Yes, ice, the ultimate ice from the Snow Maiden. Kong Tianxu fused this, his current highest level of ultimate attribute soul power, with his spiritual power, causing his aura to rise again, forcibly blocking and shattering the opponent's incomparably sharp sword intent.
Ji Juechen's body stiffened, then trembled slightly. But his gaze became even more resolute, and the six spirit rings on his body shimmered and sparkled like ripples on water.
He gripped the sword with both hands, slowly raising the tip while his entire upper body hunched over, like an old farmer hoeing the ground.
The sword intent changed instantly, transforming from impenetrable to devouring its prey. Its powerful aura was compressed once more, colliding head-on with Kong Tianxu's aura after merging with his ultimate soul power.
The moment the two made contact at the midpoint, even the weakest student heard a crisp "crack" sound, like an iron sword cracking or ice shattering.
This clash ended in a draw, with neither side gaining an advantage and the two sides evenly matched.
Is the ultimate ice not enough?
Kong Tianxu was slightly startled; Ji Juechen's difficulty in dealing with him exceeded his expectations.
Let's do it again.
He took a deep breath, and the purple in his eyes deepened. Among the eight colors of light surrounding him, the deepest purple, which flickered with lightning, slowly merged with him.
Xu Tianzhen watched this scene intently, and for some reason, she felt a strange sense of familiarity in that purple aura.
The tip of the sword trembled slightly, and Ji Juechen involuntarily staggered a few steps. The shock he felt at this moment was indescribable.
Only he, as the one directly confronting Kong Tianxu, could truly feel how terrifying Kong Tianxu's current power was.
His sharp sword intent, which had already been raised to its limit, was still being continuously output, but the collision with the extreme chill from before had completely disappeared.
The moment they approached Kong Tianxu, it was as if a clay ox had vanished into the sea, leaving no trace whatsoever.
Ji Juechen knew that he had to take action; if he continued to build up his strength, his own confidence would probably collapse first.
Without any warning, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes fixed on Kong Tianxu's location in the distance, as if two sharp swords were fixed in his gaze.
nobody.
Kong Tianxu has already made his move!
Like a bolt of lightning—no, it was a bolt of lightning!
Kong Tianxu's figure shot out, bringing with it countless strands of purple lightning. A deep, muffled sound erupted throughout the arena, and the students closest to him even stumbled and nearly fell.
He still hadn't used any soul skills, but the lightning element fully integrated into his body had already increased his speed to an extremely terrifying level.
The distance of 100 meters was close in an instant. He threw a punch, simple and without any fancy moves.
Compared to the lightning-fast speed, Ji Juechen's movements appeared extremely slow; he merely slashed down with his longsword.
This seemingly simple movement, when executed by him, felt incredibly heavy, as if he were immersed in mud to complete the action. Yet, the speed at which the sword fell was perfectly even, as if he were cutting not the air, but the entire world.
He did indeed cut the earth open.
As the seemingly slow, celestial iron sword slashed vertically, a trench several meters deep appeared in the solid ground ten meters away, extending deeper and deeper with each drop of Ji Juechen's sword tip.
As if they had rehearsed beforehand, Kong Tianxu's right fist arrived at the same time the black longsword fell completely, colliding suddenly with the tip of the extraterrestrial meteorite iron sword.
Without a sound, a flash of silver light suddenly appeared at the point of contact between the two.
As if shedding some kind of disguise, Kong Tianxu's right fist had turned completely silver, a solid, noble, and seemingly all-encompassing silver that had remained unchanged since time immemorial.
And this silver color was still spreading towards Ji Juechen.
Xu Tianzhen staggered back two steps, while Cain managed to maintain his balance, though his eyes were filled with shock.
The instant the fist and sword clashed, the air within a radius of tens of square meters at the point of impact seemed to collapse, everything becoming distorted and unreal. Although it only lasted for a moment, it was definitely not an illusion.
In the distance, dozens of level nine soul masters stared blankly, shocked to find that they could not quite understand the true meaning of that punch and sword collision.
In terms of power, such an attack is nothing special, but as titled Douluo, they could clearly feel that this was by no means a simple clash of fist and sword. The aura that was concentrated in one body did not have any fancy soul skills, but it had something that they could not see through or understand.
Kong Deming and Kong Tangyu exchanged a smile. One of them had long been exposed to this level of understanding, while the other had faced such an attack and survived by sheer luck.
The fist and the sword remained locked in a stalemate for about a second after colliding, and then a violent roar suddenly erupted.
"boom--"
Centered on the point of impact between the two, large sections of the ground cracked and collapsed, extending forty meters in diameter before gradually receding.
Ji Juechen leaped back, gripping the hilt of the meteorite sword tightly with both hands, blood gushing from the tiger's mouth.
Kong Tianxu remained in the same spot, but the sleeve of his right arm had been completely torn open. The golden light in his eyes faded, and he raised his right hand, silently gazing at his right arm, which had now returned to normal.
One could clearly see countless fine red marks on his bare right arm, standing out starkly against his fair skin. At the knuckles of his right fist, a thin line of blood oozed out, a few drops of crimson.
He won, and the first reaction of the vast majority of Sun Moon Academy students watching the match was the same.
"I lost." Kong Tianxu said calmly.
At the moment of impact, the Silver Dragon Martial Soul sensed the danger and possessed itself, which rendered Ji Juechen's sword intent ineffective, leaving only a small wound.
If that weren't the case, he should have been more seriously injured.
eventful.
From the depths of one's soul, a mournful dragon's roar echoed.
"No, I lost. Thank you for going easy on me."
After landing, Ji Juechen's eyes were no longer sharp; they even seemed somewhat dazed. Hearing Kong Tianxu speak, his body suddenly swayed before he raised his head.
His face turned deathly pale, but his eyes were filled with unprecedented excitement.
After saying this, he gave Kong Tianxu one last deep look, then staggered and turned to leave.
No one noticed that the extraterrestrial meteorite iron sword in his arms was covered in cracks, and even the tip of the sword that made contact with Kong Tianxu's fist had a small piece missing.
Jing Ziyan hesitated for a moment, glanced at Su Muzhe who was still inside the wall, and finally jogged to catch up with Ji Juechen.
Mingdetang lost again?
The onlookers immediately began to whisper among themselves. Seeing that Ji Juechen and his group had left, the patrol team finally fulfilled its role, gradually dispersing the crowd.
Kong Tianxu remained standing in the same spot, looking as if he had come to some kind of realization. If it weren't for the mess surrounding the land, it would seem as if nothing had ever happened.
The shock in Xu Tianzhen's eyes gradually subsided; she was closest to the collision and felt it most acutely. The strange energy that seemed to tear her soul apart at the moment of impact left her with lingering fear, but thankfully, the outcome was positive.
She and Cain stepped out together, ready to welcome Kong Tianxu back to the class.
"Young hero, our great cause will surely be accomplished."
Xu Guoyi sincerely praised her. Seeing Xu Tianzhen showing concern for Kong Tianxu, he smiled and shook his head, about to step forward to offer his condolences.
However, after taking only a couple of steps, his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
"That's him! Arrest him."
At some point, Wang Shaojie, sitting in a wheelchair, arrived not far from the entrance of Class One and raised his hand tremblingly, pointing at Kong Tianxu.
Beside him stood seven middle-aged men, around thirty or forty years old, all dressed in standard military armor. All seven simultaneously unleashed their martial spirits, revealing themselves to be two Soul Emperors and five Soul Kings.
The middle-aged man at the head of the group strode up to Kong Tianxu, waved a token in front of him, and said coldly:
"Royal Inspectorate, Xu Mochen. Are you Kong Tianxu? You are suspected of assaulting and injuring a member of the royal family. Come with us to assist with the investigation."
As he spoke, one of the men behind him produced a golden shackle. The fluctuations of his soul power noticeably intensified. If Kong Tianxu dared to resist, he would immediately be attacked by the combined forces of the seven men.
"How dare you!" Xu Tianzhen roared, his voice filled with undisguised murderous intent.
Cain had already positioned himself in front of Kong Tianxu, and the speed he unleashed startled the middle-aged men.
Pushed by a middle-aged man behind him, Wang Shaojie arrived in front of Kong Tianxu, looking at his disheveled appearance and the surrounding scene with schadenfreude.
"Looks like Xu Yunhuang's men have already come over? They must have been badly beaten; there's even a hole in the wall. Too bad, I had prepared a feast for you, waiting for you to enjoy it."
Are you sure?
Kong Tianxu smiled and reassured Cain as he approached him, squeezing Xu Tianzhen's hand to signal him to calm down, his eyes full of mockery.
In the distance, Xu Yunhuang, held in Old Ma's arms, writhed wildly like a maggot, his face contorted with terror and despair, almost bursting the bandages. He mumbled incoherently, but the gagged mouth couldn't stop Wang Shaojie from uttering his next words:
Wang Shaojie struggled to sit up, bringing his lips close to Kong Tianxu's ear, his words as venomous and ruthless as a viper's tongue:
"I've already inquired, and there are no noble families with the surname Kong in the empire. The most powerful one is just the youngest son of a duke."
"You think you're so great at fighting?" He twisted his face, his smile arrogant and malicious. "What good is being good at fighting! In this world, it's all about power and connections!"
"This is the Sun and Moon Empire, where only our royal family shines in the sky!"
He leaned back abruptly, pointed at Kong Tianxu, and screamed:
"Take it down!"