Rèn Chāngmíng returned to where the Yellow Qilin Academy members were sitting.
“Congratulations, Rèn Chāngmíng,” Yin Mengxia said as he sat down.
Liàng Píng crossed his arms and nodded. “As a disciple of the Yellow Qilin Academy should.”
“It was nothing. He simply wasn’t strong enough.” Rèn Chāngmíng said while waving.
Yù Quán rolled his eyes. Where did this domineering side of Rèn Chāngmíng come from? Yàn Lìqín just watched the students with a smile. While the Yellow Qilin Academy students were talking and bantering among themselves, the next fight was announced.
“Next! Yù Quán! Dong Xiaoli!”
The Yellow Qilin Academy members stopped and looked at Yù Quán. Yù Quán slowly smiled with his chin tilted up.
“Yù Quán, you should be careful. We can’t underestimate the Supreme Wolf Sect.” Rèn Chāngmíng said tentatively.
But Yù Quán just waved him off. “What is a Supreme Wolf Sect?” he said before jumping from his seat and leisurely walking down the steps.
Yù Quán entered the arena and looked at Dong Xiaoli. He had a smug look on his face. Yù Quán just ignored him, waiting for the match to begin. Dong Xiaoli noticed Yù Quán’s lack of reaction, which made his face go from smug to cold. How dare he? Even if he’s from the Yellow Qilin Academy and they’re currently at odds, does he not hold him in any regard? Dong Xiaoli couldn’t accept it.
“Yù Quán of the Yellow Qilin Academy versus Dong Xiaoli of the Supreme Wolf Sect, begin!”
Dong Xiaoli and Yù Quán burst out at the same time.
Boom, boom, boom
Flurries of punches were thrown from both sides. They were precisely even. Dong Xiaoli felt things were going well until he realized something. Where were his red flames? Where was that weird movement technique? Dong Xiaoli considered Yù Quán his rival, so he watched him whenever he got the chance. These were all of Yù Quán’s methods, yet he displayed none at the moment.
Boom, boom, boom
The audience watched as the two danced around, exchanging blow after blow. Each fist threw out fist marks made of qi, being destroyed by a fist mark or destroying one aimed at them. The audience was excited. This is what they had come to see: a blood-boiling battle. While everyone else enjoyed the show, Dong Xiaoli was still bothered by Yù Quán’s fighting. There was only one answer, and Dong Xiaoli didn’t want to believe it. But how else did it explain that Yù Quán was barely even fighting?
Dong Xiaoli stopped thinking of such things and was the first to break the exchange. He jumped, did a barrel roll to the side, and swiped into the air as he landed. From his hands, which were curled as if mimicking claws, came two qi slashes that traveled across the ground. Yù Quán saw this and dodged and looked for Dong Xiaoli. He had moved from where he was when he launched the attack. Suddenly, what looked like a giant snout made of white qi was enclosed on Yù Quán.
Yù Quán scoffed. “Supreme Wolf Bite? Are wolves nothing but anklebiters?”
Yù Quán lit the Murderous Flames on his arm and reached above his head. Dong Xiaoli watched as his mastered technique was caught with one hand and crushed. Now, Dong Xiaoli couldn’t deny it even if he wanted to. Would he continue to not believe it after seeing it right in front of him? Yù Quán was handicapping himself. This embarrassed and angered Dong Xiaoli. Sure, it wouldn’t affect the status of the Supreme Wolf Sect among mortals and weaker cultivators, but experienced fighters would be able to tell Yù Quán was holding back. How could he embarrass the Supreme Wolf Sect like that? How could he embarrass his father like that?
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“Yu! Quan!” Dong Xiaoli roared. As he roared, white qi was emitted from him in waves. After it pulsed a couple of times, his eyes turned red.
Dong Xiaoli’s father stood up in the stands. “No, Xiaoli!”
Yù Quán wasn’t afraid of this. In fact, he was interested. Yes, Dong Xiaoli was a good fighter, but Yù Quán had overworked himself, which showed his performance in the first two rounds. Yù Quán didn’t think anything Dong Xiaoli could do would endanger him.
“Yù Quán! I’ll kill every last one of you qilins!” shouted Dong Xiaoli. His voice sounded somewhat feral. Yù Quán wondered what type of secret technique he had used. But he didn’t care enough to ask. Instead, he smiled and shrugged.
Dong Xiaoli's lips cracked into an evil grin. “Oh, you don’t believe me?”
Dong Xiaoli cupped his hands and looked to the skies. “I swear to the Heavens, until all the disciples of the Yellow Qilin Academy are destroyed, let my cultivation be destroyed and crippled!”
Everyone watching was surprised; all the Yellow Qilin Academy members’ faces went cold. When he said it the first time, it was just cursing. But an oath to the Heavens on your cultivation was a serious matter. Now, if the disciples of the Yellow Qilin Academy weren’t eliminated, he would suffer from heart demons until they were. It amounted to a declaration of war.
Yù Quán’s face was serious. He activated the Murderous Flames and pounced using the Yellow Qilin Dance. Before Dong Xiaoli could react, Yù Quán had arrived.
Boom!
Dong Xiaoli was sent flying through the air, bloodied and bruised. Everyone watched as he crashed into the array of walls surrounding the arena.
“Dong Xiaoli has been eliminated, Yù Quán moves on to the next round!”
Still reeling from the shock of Dong Xiaoli’s oath, the audience lightly cheered for Yù Quán. They were just glad to see that it was over. They didn’t want to be here when the oath needed to be carried out. The array was deactivated, but Yù Quán didn’t move. He continued looking where Dong Xiaoli had landed. Something told him this wasn’t over just yet.
“Aahhh!”
There wasn’t a single person who didn’t hear Dong Xiaoli’s roar clearly. He was now standing with a white aura surrounding his body that resembled a wolf if it could have the build of a human, like a werewolf of some sort. His eyes were completely red, without any pupils. Whatever secret technique he had used before, there was a second version that was even worse. Yù Quán could tell that it sacrificed sanity for temporary power. Why else would he swear on his cultivation the way he did? At this point, there was probably no thinking taking place in Dong Xiaoli’s mind—just anger and instinct. Dong Xiaoli didn’t hesitate and burst out, jumping toward where the rest of the Yellow Qilin Academy students were.
Boom!
Yù Quán reacted almost immediately, unleashing the Murderous Flames and using all of his strength and remaining qi to punch Dong Xiaoli in his lower abdomen.
Crack~
Dong Xiaoli fell out of the air and crashed into the ground below. Yù Quán landed gracefully. Yù Quán looked at the beaten and unconscious Dong Xiaoli, scoffed, and walked past him toward his fellow disciples. Dong Xiaoli hadn’t just lost the match. Yù Quán had blown a hole right through his core, destroying it and injuring his dantian beyond repair. Dong Xiaoli was crippled, and he had lost the ability to cultivate.
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Yù Quán
Realm: Body Tempering Realm
Stage: 1st Level Skin Tempering
Main Cultivation Art: [Stolen-eyed Mùmùlián Body](Level 3)
Strength: 550 Catties
Qi: 0/2060 wisps
Mùmùlián Core: 6/100
Strange Fire: (Level 2)Murderous Flame(x1)
Techniques:
[Mùmùlián Eye Stealing](Level 3)
[Mùmùlián Eye Refining](Level 3)
[Murder Mantra](Level 1)
[Yellow Qilin Dance](Level 1)
Attributes:
[Strange Fire: Murderous Flame]
[Star Gazing Eyes](Level 1)
[Top-Quality Mortal Avarice Eyes](Level 1)
[Top-Quality Mortal Avarice Eyes](Level 1)
[Top-Quality Three-Finned Boar Aggression Eyes](Level 5)
[Top-Quality Three-Finned Boar Aggression Eyes](Level 1)(x2)
[Top-Quality Five-Finned Boar Aggression Eyes](Level 1)
[Low-Quality Blue Wolf Ferocity Eyes](Level 1)
[Low-Quality Winged Watcher Awareness Eyes](Level 1)
[Low-Quality False Dragon Pride Eyes](Level 1)