Chapter 72: Chap 72

The spear boy retreats to the furthest corner.

 

He had decided to use his remaining qi for one burst of power.

 

He rejects this reality. It isn’t real. There is no way he couldn’t win against someone who is worse than him in qi manipulation and spear.

 

This. Does. Not. Happen.

 

The boy gets into his stance. He channels his qi as it rages across his body.

 

He, a high-ranking disciple of Hundred Weapons sect.

 

The qi condenses in various places. In response, his qi body shines brightly in green, the colour of his main element.

 

He, a promising cultivator who grabbed hold of the sixth level of Qi forming stage at the age of fourteen.

 

Indeed, he is no run-of-the-mill sixth level of Qi forming stage. He had advanced quite far in this level. His Qi armour while incomplete is covering his arms, shoulders, chest area, and going down to his knees.

 

He, who conquered the challenges of the spear division and was allowed the honour to project the prestige of Hundred Weapons sect.

 

The qi begins leaving his body. The qi armour loses its visibility.

 

Damn you, Heaven! I will not be humiliated in the first round by some freak from a sect three places down.

 

The destination of the qi is in his hands. The spear, the recipient of those qi, turns ever more brilliant.

 

I will become the candidate- No. I will become the heir of the Spear King.

 

Like qi armour over a body, an outline envelopes the spear. Bystanders can still see through this increasingly apparent shape on the weapon.

 

The surge of concentrated qi would have destabilised the qi structure on the spear, had he not calmed the energy down.

 

The cost of stabilising the volatile qi is massive but it is the only way to boost his following attack to a greater height. Fortunately, he had both the capability and spare qi to carry it out.

 

The banquet of light, made with intense qi of the overcoat, gradually comes to a halt. This spear, empowered by everything he had, is the testimony of his prowess.

 

As the disciple readying his stance, spectators wear their anticipation on apparent display. Everyone is invested, only their expectations are different. There are those who know nothing, hoping to be enlightened by a technique they didn’t have the opportunity to see. Then, there are a few who understand what was about to unfold. Their observing eyes want to judge whether this boy could truly do what he is intending to do.

 

This technique, one that is extremely difficult to learn, has barely any youth his age that can use it.

 

This spear technique is a historical one. Long ago, it was famed as the signature move of him, who myriads of men couldn’t match, Zhao Yun. The Hurricane Spear of Zhao Yun, or so it was called.

 

While it is not as well-practised as the Tyrant Blade of Dong clan, both techniques hail from the same era of strife and are treasures of the modern age.

 

The reason for its obscurity includes its difficulty to learn, but more importantly, it is because Zhao Yun himself had never bothered to popularise it.

 

Zhao Yun didn’t pass it down to his disciples since he had none. He didn’t entrust it to his children since he deemed it unworthy of such act.

 

The Tyrant Blade was attentively recorded as a manual and was taught to the offsprings of Dong clan. However, the Hurricane Spear was only compiled through the interpretation of Zhao Yun’s sister and loyal subordinates. In short, the essence of the technique was never elaborated by the creator but was interpreted through guessing and experimentation of later generations. Hence, its way of teaching is suboptimal and barely any disciple can understand.

 

Unlike the typical way of enhancing weapons with qi, this technique pushes the limit of how much qi can be crammed into the weapon. Since the qi overcoat is the medium between the weapon and the qi, the qi no longer burdens the weapon. As a result, the power of the weapon can theoretically grow indefinitely.

 

Holding his new spear in hands, he inhales.

 

Everything has gone as he imagined. This spear is the most perfect he has ever made. His indifferent foe had, for the first time in the entire match, casted his gaze over to his side. It boosts his confidence in his technique.

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Yes. This is it. With this, he can’t possibly lose.

 

The next thing to do is to aim…

…and…

…RELEASE!

Moving at the speed too fast for normal eyes to see, the spear swims through the still air. Such perfection mimics that of Yun An’s sword slash back in the trial cave.

 

As the coated spear meets the cloth spear head on, the qi overcoat tears the fabric like wind blowing at dandelion.

 

A sure smile blossoms on his face, but the smile is short-lived.

 

On the opposite side, the scarlet lips widen in amusement.

 

The lips movement was very slight, but he could feel his innards burning with a sense of foreboding.

 

Has he overlooked anything at all?

 

He couldn’t understand that subtle smile, and it gnawed at him.

 

Then there is a twist of the hand.

 

The remaining part of the cloth spear was ground into snowflakes by its owner.

 

The tearing fabric indicates the movement of the spiralling qi.

 

Soon, the Hurricane Spear is subjected to the deconstructive power.

 

The materials as well as the overcoat were ripped apart as the young man was too entrapped to react. The swirling qi cracked his hand bone then his shoulder, ribs, and spine. His qi body and qi armour are nowhere to protect him, they had already shared the fate of his spear when he was occupied.

 

His body spins a full rotation around the qi vortex and slams into the ground.

 

The qi that made up the overcoat was dispersed by the expanding vortex from the opposite side. Pieces and bits of the condensed qi sink into the horizontal tornado. That vortex grows into the size of the ring before it quickly loses itself back into the body of Bei He Xuan.

 

Only then did he realise the reason why his opponent had been defending against his attacks without looking. The qi that was littered around the ring. They are his qi. They are still his qi despite being far away from his body. That twist of the hand destroyed his spear into smaller pieces so that the qi around the ring could devour it. That level of qi manipulation is unheard of. Perhaps cultivators of advanced realms can do that, but someone as young as his opponent? That’s inconceivable!

 

As the last of his consciousness left him, the survivors of group eight were defined. However, the watching disciple was too traumatised by the event. He conceded immediately after the announcement, thus finalising Bei He Xuan as the sole survivor.

 

This allows Bei He Xuan to skip the subsequent phase of the preliminary rounds. His duty for the morning is officially concluded.

 

He quickly leaves the stage but decides not to head back to his room. There is one person he wants to stay and watch.

 

While the audience are settling down after the uproar that is the recent match, lady Bei brought the teacup to her mouth. Her inside laughs heartily. There surely are people who misunderstood that Bei clan is a clan of spear users and the Cloth Spear is a spear technique. As long as no one understands the truth about the Cloth Spear, they have no way of understanding her brother and his secret. Not that the secret would do them much good, but it is the hint to create a strategy against her brother.

 

Dong Yun An from her distant spot had witnessed those qi that enveloped the stage moved and assimilated the broken qi of the spear boy. That mass of qi floating in the air returned to that boy, Bei He Xuan, at the end of the match. It seems he could control his qi remotely from his body.

 

She recalls the teaching of her master.

 

“…We don’t know the origin of qi but we know qi is everywhere. If so, what is the difference between “my” qi and qi that is not “mine”? This question led to qi absorption. In a sense, it is the repurposing of qi...”

 

She musters. “What is the difference between “my” qi and qi that is not “mine”... Also, “qi absorption”... I clearly saw that he could control the qi outside his body… The repurposing of qi… So that was what Bei He Xuan is capable of…”

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