Invincible Divine Sword

Chapter 93: Jiang Yu Arrives

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In the next two days, Yang Xiaotian spent his days mainly practicing

Heaven-Penetrating Sword Technique and Hundred Swords Technique.

Occasionally he would practice alchemy.

While practicing alchemy, he allowed Wu Qi, Liu An, Ate, Ali, Luo Qing, and others to watch by his side.

As the leader of a sect, Luo Qing’s alchemy level was quite good, and he also possessed the Abnormal Fire Black Wind Flame.

Yang Xiaotian explained the key aspects of the techniques to Wu Qi and the others while he practiced alchemy.

At night, Yang Xiaotian practiced the Primordial Dragon Art.

Sitting cross-legged on the Cold Jade Bed, Yang Xiaotian’s Black Tortoise Martial Soul and Black Dragon Martial Spirit devoured the spiritual energy from the Nine Heavens above him.

The Black Tortoise Martial Soul had grown larger.

The Black Dragon Martial Spirit had also grown significantly larger, coiling above in the sky with its dragon might striking awe.

With the operation of the Primordial Dragon Art, twenty-eight True Qi Dragons wound around Yang Xiaotian’s body.

Although these days Yang Xiaotian focused mainly on solidifying his foundation and was no longer in a rush to breakthrough, he still managed to advance steadily to the Innate Ninth Layer.

He had already condensed twenty-eight True Qi Dragons.

Now, even Yang Xiaotian himself wasn’t very clear on just how strong he was.

The following day.

The sunlight was brilliant.

Yang Xiaotian gathered Liao Kun, Zhang Jingrong, and the other five.

“The young master wants us to strike together?” Liao Kun, Zhang Jingrong, and the other five were astonished.

“You guys go ahead and give it your all later, don’t hold back,” said Yang

Xiaotian.

He wanted to see just how strong he was now.

When he was at the peak of Innate Fifth Layer, he had already been able to kill Deng Yi, who was at the Innate Tenth Layer.

Now, he should be able to take care of someone at the Martial King Second or even Third Layer, right?

“Young master, this…” Liao Kun, Zhang Jingrong, and the other five hesitated.

Clearly, the five of them were worried about injuring Yang Xiaotian.

Seeing their hesitation, Yang Xiaotian smiled and said, “Don’t worry, you won’t injure me.” He then suddenly flashed forward, appearing in front of Liao Kun and unleashed a punch.

“Nine Extremes Crush!”

With a single punch from Yang Xiaotian, nine punch imprints thundered out.

The nine punch imprints chained together.

Liao Kun, feeling the terrifying power in Yang Xiaotian’s punch, drastically changed his expression and raised his fist to counter.

Bang!

As their punches collided, a huge booming sound that was deafening erupted.

Liao Kun only felt a pain in his arm, being forced to retreat repeatedly, all the way back for more than ten meters.

Where Liao Kun stepped back, a row of deep footprints was left behind, with the ground around the footprints cracked open in a tortoise-shell pattern.

Not only was Liao Kun shocked, but Zhang Jingrong and the other four were also taken aback.

Although they had seen Yang Xiaotian practice alchemy, they had always been somewhat unclear about his strength. Seeing Liao Kun, who was at the Martial King Third Layer, being knocked back by Yang Xiaotian, they couldn’t help but be stunned.

Especially Liao Kun himself. In his mind, while their young master’s strength might be decent, at most it was better than Ate and Ali by a bit.

But now, it was beyond just being a bit stronger.

“The five of you should come at me together,” said Yang Xiaotian after the punch, having gained a rough understanding of his own strength.

Just now he had used ninety percent of his power.

And the technique he used was the ordinary Innate Martial Arts move, Nine Extremes Crush.

Liao Kun and Zhang Jingrong exchange glances with the other three and nod.

‘Young Master, we’re making our move,” said Liao Kun without further ado, like a proud dragon, he threw a punch at Yang Xiaotian.

Zhang Jingrong and the other three employed sword techniques.

Their sword techniques were like rain, like the wind, like thunder, like sunlight.

All four had different sword techniques.

Confronted with the attack of Liao Kun and the five from Zhang Jingrong, Yang Xiaotian did not use his sword, but his figure flickered, his fist colliding with Liao Kun’s. Then, his body floated like a weeping willow.

Zhang Jingrong and the other three lunged their swords toward Yang Xiaotian from four directions, sealing off all escape routes.

However, as Yang Xiaotian moved, he astonishingly created five afterimages, dodging each of the attacks from Zhang Jingrong’s group.

What Zhang Jingrong and the others struck were nothing but Yang Xiaotian’s afterimages.

After evading the swords of Zhang Jingrong’s four, Yang Xiaotian used his fingers like a sword, releasing a strike, and five streams of Sword Qi simultaneously hit Liao Kun and Zhang Jingrong’s group.

The exchange between them was incredibly swift. Amidst the hustle of the Martial Arts Arena, in the blink of an eye, they had exchanged dozens of moves.

Throughout those moves, Yang Xiaotian’s attacks were always different, sometimes using the Dragon Blood Fist, sometimes the Cold Underworld Palm, other times the Spirit Snake Sword Technique, and sometimes the Earth Sword.

Liao Kun and the five from Zhang Jingrong, all in the Martial King Realm, put forth every trick they knew, but their attacks were all effortlessly evaded by Yang Xiaotian.

Yet every casual strike from Yang Xiaotian forced the five of them to retreat again and again.

It did not take long before the five were struggling under the pressure from

Yang Xiaotian.

Liao Kun and the five from Zhang Jingrong found the battle increasingly strenuous.

While Yang Xiaotian remained at ease throughout.

After a hundred moves, Liao Kun and the five from Zhang Jingrong were ultimately sent flying by Yang Xiaotian.

As Yang Xiaotian sparred with Liao Kun and Zhang Jingrong’s group, in a luxurious estate within Divine Sword City, Cheng Long was standing respectfully in front of a middle-aged man.

That man was his master, Jiang Yu.

He was also one of the legendary pharmacists of the Tiandou Imperial Kingdom.

Of course, he was also a ruler that held sway over part of the kingdom.

“Oh? This Yang Xiaotian knows the Gale Torrential Rain, one of the top ten alchemy techniques?” Jiang Yu was shocked.

He had believed that his disciple Cheng Long would surely win first place in the Divine Sea Country’s Pharmacist Competition, only to be surprised when arriving in Divine Sword City today to learn that it was Yang Xiaotian from Divine Sword Academy who had won first place.

Furthermore, this Yang Xiaotian actually knew the Gale Torrential Rain technique.

Cheng Long said, “Master, the Gale Torrential Rain technique is incredibly magical. When Yang Xiaotian used it, nearly two hundred medicinal ingredients were swept up by the gale, then sorted by the depth of their color, each placed at different levels within the gale.”

“After that, Yang Xiaotian quickly flicked his fingers. In just a few breaths, he had selected all fourteen ingredients for the Foundation Building Spiritual Liquid.”

As he spoke, he glanced at Jiang Yu and then said, ‘With Master’s alchemy level, if you could acquire the Gale Torrential Rain technique, you would undoubtedly become the leading figure in the Tiandou Imperial Kingdom’s circle of pharmacists.”

“Then, if Master wished to take the position of Grand Hall Master of the Pharmacist Hall, it would be as easy as flipping your hand.”

Cheng Long’s voice was full of temptation.

Jiang Yu’s eyes blazed with passion.

As a pharmacist, it was natural to be moved by one of the top ten alchemy techniques like Gale Torrential Rain.

“Where is Yang Xiaotian staying now?” Jiang Yu asked Cheng Long.

When Cheng Long heard his master asking, he was secretly pleased and quickly replied, “Yang Xiaotian’s residence is in Divine Sword City. He almost always stays at his estate and seldom returns to Divine Sword Academy.” Then, looking up at the sky, he added, “Right now, he should be at his estate.”

Cheng Long got up, saying, “Master, let me take you there.”

“No need,” Jiang Yu waved his hand, “Just have someone lead me.”

Hearing this, Cheng Long complied and found a shrewd subordinate to lead Jiang Yu there.

“Master, Yang Xiaotian probably has many experts around him; it’s possible that Chen Changqing and his group are there. Should I send more people to accompany you?” Cheng Long said.

Jiang Yu, however, replied with indifference, “While Chen Changqing and his group are not weak, they are no more than chickens and dogs in my eyes. No need to mobilize a crowd; I am more than enough by myself..”