I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them? - Chapter 572

Chapter 572: Chapter 310 Trifling Skills, Nothing More
 

In front of the mountain gate of the Thousand Martial Hall, the battle of prodigies was ignited once more, and the martial artists were bubbling with excitement, about to witness history again.

“Elderly as I am, I thought the arrogance and pomposity of the Blood Demon from the past were excessive, but luckily I have lived to see today and realize that there are always others out there. Xu Yan is far more arrogant than the Blood Demon,”

a senior sighed with emotion.

Xu Yan was the first to block the way at the entrance of the Transcendent Spirit Sect, issuing a challenge.

“I’m so excited!”

Cui Huayu, half of her body sticking out from the palace gates, held a handful of spiritual beans, tossing them into her mouth one by one, eagerly watching the battle that was about to erupt.

On the arena platform, Xu Yan leaped into the air, and so did the pride of the Thousand Martial Hall; after all, if they fought on the platform, it would collapse instantly under the strain.

Of course, the pride of the Thousand Martial Hall did not care about the platform collapsing, but since the platform was too close to the Thousand Martial Hall’s mountain gate, the aftermath of the fight would affect it.

That’s why he followed Xu Yan into the air, battling in the midst of the skies.

“Xu Yan, a mere loose cultivator, dares to challenge the upper sects of the Thousand Martial Hall, where does your courage come from? You will surely die today!”

The prodigy exuded an explosive aura, his saber light shining brilliantly, his strength far surpassing the five prodigies from before.

“Is that the prodigy from the Hundred Saber Gate, one of the seven sects?”

“Yes, that’s him. I didn’t expect his strength to have grown so formidable.”

Among the martial artists, quite a few recognized the prodigy who took action—hailing from one of the seven sects, the Hundred Saber Gate.

In the Thousand Martial State, he had forged a resounding reputation.

The master of the Hundred Saber Gate and a group of elders watched their prodigy with grave expressions. If he could kill Xu Yan, the status of the Hundred Saber Gate would increase dramatically.

The Three Kingdoms, seven sects, and eight noble families all had prodigies enter the Thousand Martial Hall, gaining strength enhancement over half a month and practicing powerful secret techniques.

In just half a month, their strength had undergone such a huge leap—Transcendent Spirit Sect’s profound heritage and methods were truly incredible.

Having ruled the Spiritual Realm for countless years, the profound heritage of the Transcendent Spirit Sect was, of course, unfathomable.

Xu Yan remained composed. Although his opponent’s strength had greatly improved, he was no longer in the Divine Intent Realm but had broken through to the Divine Origin Realm. Even though he had just broken through not long ago, his strength had already far surpassed what it was half a month before.

He brought his right index and middle fingers together and drew across the void, with divine essence forming a longsword.

“Arrogant!”

The prodigy of the Hundred Saber Gate was furious.

Xu Yan dared to belittle him so much as to not even bother drawing a sword. He roared furiously, unleashing a slash.

Although angry at Xu Yan’s disdain and arrogance, he still launched his strongest attack at the outset, with saber light like a tempestuous storm bursting forth violently.

The strongest technique of the Hundred Saber Gate, also a powerful saber technique from the Thousand Martial Hall—Hundred Saber Strike!

One hundred saber strikes condensed into one!

“Child’s play!”

Xu Yan coldly smirked as he pointed with his fingers, the divine essence forming the longsword. With what appeared to be a plain thrust, he instantly shattered the prodigy of the Hundred Saber Gate’s attack.

Boom!

The saber light exploded and dissipated, and the prodigy staggered backward, his face filled with disbelief.

Xu Yan then grasped with his hand, and the longsword formed from divine essence landed in his palm. The Sword Intent had already silently permeated the surroundings, blending into the environment.

And the prodigy from the Hundred Saber Gate was totally oblivious.

“Xu Yan seems to have grown stronger again!”

“Did he spend half a month increasing his strength?”

Spectators who had witnessed the previous major battle were now filled with astonishment.

In just the span of half a month, Xu Yan had grown stronger again.

“Have you noticed that Xu Yan’s martial arts seem different? His martial power is quite unusual.”

“I noticed too. It’s very different from the martial power that I am familiar with—it seems more mysterious?”

“Does anyone know what realm Xu Yan is in? He doesn’t seem to be in the Divine Refinement Celestial Realm.”

Many among the martial artists expressed their confusion.

Xu Yan’s martial power exceeded their knowledge, seemingly unlike the Spiritual Realm Martial Arts.

“It’s nothing surprising. With Xu Yan being so strong, the cultivation technique he practices must be extraordinary. That is probably his confidence.”

“Yes, the level of his cultivation technique is exceedingly high. That is the strength that allows him to dare oppose the prodigies of the Transcendent Spirit Sect.”

Some martial artists were not surprised by it.

They believed it was merely because he practiced a profound cultivation technique.

“In the past days of the Martial Arts Institute, there were those who studied martial arts intensively, even boldly claiming to develop unique cultivation techniques. Could it be that Xu Yan is practicing cultivation techniques that they researched?”

“It’s not beyond the realm of possibility!”

Martial artists who had lived through the times of the Martial Arts Institute spoke with astonishment.

Atop the mountain gate of the Thousand Martial Hall, the Thousand Martial Lord and others wore grim expressions.

“Xu Yan has grown stronger again, and his cultivation technique in martial arts…”

With their insight, they could tell that Xu Yan’s martial power was unusual.

Moreover, they could not accurately determine his realm, whether it truly belonged to the Divine Refinement Celestial Realm.

Of course, the powerhouses of the Thousand Martial Hall also believed it was merely a unique cultivation technique researched by Wu Tianan and others from the Martial Arts Institute of old.

“You are strong, but that’s all!”

The prodigy of the Hundred Saber Gate’s expression turned icy. Xu Yan shattered his attack with one sword, making him realize that no matter how he struck, he was no match for Xu Yan.

He had to use his life-burning ultimate move!

However, once he used the life-burning ultimate move, he too would undoubtedly die, not surviving much longer.