The fiery steeds landed on the ground, as three beautiful maidens landed on the drill grounds. There was also a young man accompanying them. The people around them all bowed slightly, not daring to look them in the eye.
Fan Le's eyes brightened, thinking that these maidens from the aristocratic clans really had an air of elegance and beauty to them.
Ouyang Ting stood in the middle of the drill grounds, casually glancing at the others as she spoke, "All of you, come up first."
"The two of you, go up." The young man who brought Qin Wentian to the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan urged. Qin Wentian and Fan Le's countenances were as calm as ever, as they walked forward. There were six others who walked shoulder to shoulder with them, and they were all the more unfortunate ones.
"The rest of you, eliminate four. Those who are too weak won't have the qualifications to spar against me," Ouyang Ting coldly stated. Momentarily, the eight of them exchanged glances.
The cultivation bases of these people were all at the 5th level of Yuanfu. Ouyang Ting herself was also at the 5th level of Yuanfu.
Bzzz …
The others released their Astral Souls, as though intending to show off their prowess in front of these young maidens. To them, wasn't this a good opportunity to display their prowess?
"Not bad, they should all have their third Astral Souls, and two of them originated from the 4th Heavenly Layer. How rare." A young maiden beside Ouyang Ting had a faint smile on her face. Their third Astral Soul originated from the 4th Heavenly Layer was already sufficient to amplify their strength.
"That's the Skyflame Demonic Lion Astral Soul. Although it's ranked at the bottom of the Warbeast Index, it's already extremely powerful. Ting`er, these people aren't bad at all." The green-robed maiden had an expression of astonishment on her face. The other person's Astral Soul was also not bad, possessing an ice-attributed Astral Soul. If that was the case, not only would his Astral Soul be bestowed with the characteristics of demonic beasts, he would also be bestowed with an innate talent of ice.
The corners of Ouyang Ting's lips curled up. Ever since she broke through to the 5th level of Yuanfu, she was even more diligent in searching for talented geniuses to join her Ouyang Aristocrat Clan.
The other four didn't dare to antagonize the two of them, and two of them directly fought against each other. The other two glanced at each other, feeling that they wouldn't be easy to deal with. Hence, they turned their gazes to Qin Wentian and Fan Le.
These two fellows were even younger than them. Not only that, they didn't even release their Astral Souls.
"Hey, don't provoke me." Fan Le couldn't help but ask in a low voice when he saw the two of them staring at him and Qin Wentian. However, in the eyes of his opponents, his words were seen as a sign of weakness. Immediately, one of them dashed towards Fan Le with a blazing long spear in his hands, as the Mandate of Fire permeated the air.
Boom! Fan Le's Astral Souls erupted forth. His third Astral Soul was also from the 4th Heavenly Layer. The terrifying heat caused the pupils of his opponent to contract, but the flaming long spear had already shot out. The spear was like a dragon, whistling through the air as the tip of the spear glowed with a resplendent fiery light.
Fan Le instantly retreated as he took out his Astral Bow. His Astral Bow was engulfed in raging flames as the arrow pierced through the air.
His opponent's spear was also extremely sharp. His movements were impenetrable, and his spear techniques were exquisite. However, he only saw two arrows flying above him. Then, they suddenly changed direction, and rapidly pierced towards his head.
His countenance drastically changed as he pierced out with his long spear. His body soared up into the air as a surge of terrifying heat gushed forth, only to see the arrows appearing in front of him. An expression of desolation flashed in his eyes; he had been completely defeated.
On the other side, the battle ended even faster. The remaining person launched an attack at Qin Wentian, but Qin Wentian merely slammed out with a palm strike, sending his opponent flying through the air. His strength was so overwhelming that he was like a demonic beast, even without the aid of his Astral Souls, he still had an absolute advantage. In addition to the Mandate of Force, he didn't even need to use his full strength to suppress opponents at the same level as him.
The Astral Energy in Qin Wentian's body was at the 5th Heavenly Layer, and was already extremely violent in nature. In addition to the Fiend Transformation Art, which granted him a tyrannical physique as well as the strength of his fleshly body, he was akin to a demonic beast. He didn't even need to use his Astral Souls to gain an absolute advantage.
As for the remaining four, there was no suspense at all. Qin Wentian, Fan Le, and the other two with Astral Souls originating from the 4th Heavenly Layer.
"Not bad, the four of them are not bad." The young lady beside Ouyang Ting laughed.
Ouyang Ting stepped out, pointing to the ice-type demonic beast, as she stated, "You first."
"Fine, I hope Miss will show some mercy." The young man clasped his hands as he walked out.
"Don't worry, I won't injure you too heavily. But of course, if you are too weak, I won't be so polite." Ouyang Ting continued, "Make your move."
The silhouette of the young man flickered as he instantly lunged towards Ouyang Ting, punching out with his fist as an overwhelming surge of energy erupted forth.
"Too weak." Ouyang Ting coldly stated, releasing her will of the Mandate of Sword in the air. At the same time, the young man felt as though his entire body was being restrained. This was another type of Mandate, binding.
The temperature in the air abruptly dropped by several degrees. The young man also released his will of Mandate, as his fist was imbued with the Mandate of Ice, causing Ouyang Ting's entire body to be covered in frost.
"Still not enough." Ouyang Ting's voice rang out, as she waved her palms. Instantly, countless whip shadows appeared, howling with rage.
Swish, swish, swish …
The whizzing whip shadows abruptly transformed into incomparably sharp swords, madly piercing towards the fist of the young man. Ice crystals danced in the air as they shattered.
Qin Wentian's eyes flickered. Although this Ouyang Ting was unruly, her strength wasn't bad at all. Her whip shadows transformed into sharp swords, enveloping the entire space. Not only that, it contained the will of the Mandate of Sword and the Mandate of Binding, it was a completely suppressive attack.
"Another one." Instantly, Ouyang Ting suppressed her opponent to the point where he couldn't even attack. The expert with the Skyflame Demonic Lion Astral Soul rushed out, his aura becoming even more violent. He had comprehended the Mandate of Demons, Demonification, as well as the Mandate of Fire. In an instant, raging flames rose up to the skies, and when the two of them joined forces to attack, the tyrannical qi they exuded was terrifying to the extreme.
Yet, every lash of Ouyang Ting's whip was as sharp as a sword, and every attack was like an innate technique. This innate technique was a fusion of both whip techniques and sword techniques, each strike stronger than the one before it. At the very end, the whip shadows engulfed the entire space as sword qi howled, enveloping the entire space.
Peng, peng …
Two crisp sounds rang out. Qin Wentian saw the two of them being flung through the air, fresh blood seeping out from the corners of their mouths. They stood up, and their gazes were filled with admiration as they stared at Ouyang Ting. Not only did this beautiful young lady have a noble status, her combat prowess far surpassed theirs as well.
"Barely passable. In the future, the two of you will stay together and work hard to improve your strength. You can practice your joint attacks, and I'll look for you two anytime." Ouyang Ting indifferently spoke, her tone was like a command.
"Yes." The two of them nodded as they bowed and retreated.
"The two of you, come at me as well." Ouyang Ting spoke to Qin Wentian and Fan Le, her words causing Qin Wentian and Fan Le to be stunned. Fatty Fan Le shrugged his shoulders. With his combat prowess, he wouldn't be afraid of anyone at the same level as him. As for Qin Wentian, with his current combat prowess, he could insta-kill anyone at the same level as him. This lass really knew how to boast shamelessly.
"It's not good for two of us to injure you. One of us will suffice. Miss Ting, who do you wish to fight against?" Fan Le laughed.
"Boasting shamelessly, injuring me is your capability. But since you are so arrogant, let me teach you a lesson first." Ouyang Ting coldly spoke to Fan Le, as she prepared herself for battle.
Qin Wentian retreated, giving up his position. Fan Le's Arrow-type Astral Soul and Fire-Type Astral Soul were released, as the Astral Bow and Astral Bow glowed with a resplendent light.
Ouyang Ting's silhouette dashed out, and at the same instant, Fan Le's arrows whistled through the air. Ouyang Ting's palms slashed out as a whip appeared in the air, enveloping her, impenetrable by wind and rain.
The arrows rained down unceasingly, yet they had no way to break through Fan Le's defense.
"Hmph." Ouyang Ting instantly closed the distance. With a cold laugh, she lashed out with her whip. Fan Le only felt his body being suppressed, unable to move.
However, he didn't move, he only stared ahead.
RUMBLE …
The terrifying power of the Empyrean Flames Bloodline erupted forth. Both of Fan Le's eyes shone with a terrifying golden light as golden flames appeared on the surface of his arrows. Nine arrows shot out in a row, forming a straight line as they shot out explosively.
In that instant, the nine arrows transformed into a single arrow. The power of the Empyrean Flames Bloodline, as well as the power of the Empyrean Flames Bloodline.
Ouyang Ting sensed that something was wrong. She wanted to strike down with her whip, yet she discovered that the power of the Empyrean Flames Bloodline had caused her to lose control of her whip, causing it to be slower than usual. That instant of delay was sufficient for the arrow to strike through the gap between her and the Empyrean Flames Bloodline.
Fan Le's arrows were too fast, too ferocious, and too crafty.
"Careful!" Someone behind her shouted. Ouyang Ting's Astral Soul instantly erupted forth, as a layer of astral light appeared around her. At the same time, a layer of astral light appeared around her.
Bzzz …
The arrow instantly pierced through Ouyang Ting's throat, as the terrifying shockwave blasted against her body. However, the arrow merely floated in the air, causing the spectators to break out in cold sweat.
Fan Le laughed, "Miss Ting, I know what I'm doing."
The space froze for a moment, as Ouyang Ting's countenance turned pale. Earlier, Fan Le's attack was simply too powerful. She had never encountered such an attack before, and she was caught off guard. She felt as though doomsday had arrived, as though her heart was about to leap out of her chest. Her robes were soaked with sweat, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.
"Chi …" All of a sudden, Ouyang Ting moved. The long whip in her hand lashed out, causing Fan Le's countenance to drastically change. However, the distance between them wasn't far, and Fan Le was under the effect of the Empyrean Flames Bloodline.
Peng …
A crisp sound rang out. Although Fan Le had dodged that terrifying attack, he was still struck by the long whip. The robes on his arm were torn apart, and a bloody wound instantly appeared on his arm. If it weren't for his quick reflexes, he would have been in an even more miserable state.
"What are you doing?" Fan Le was instantly enraged. Although he loved beauties, Ouyang Ting's unruly behavior was simply too ridiculous. Not long ago, she had said that she had the ability to injure him, and now, she actually dared to launch a sneak attack?
Since this was a sparring session, how could there be no danger at all? Ouyang Ting had told them to attack with all their might, and he had done so. Not only that, he didn't even manage to injure Ouyang Ting.
"You are courting death." The young man and the two young ladies behind him stepped forward, their countenances ice-cold.
"Bastard." Below, the young man and woman who had brought Qin Wentian and Fan Le to the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan also emitted a cold aura.
Qin Wentian's countenance had already turned cold the instant Fan Le was struck by the whip. Now that he saw the scene unfolding before him, he couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. Was this the so-called tempering exercise?
"Break one of his arms," Ouyang Ting coldly commanded. Instantly, the Ice Cold intent radiating from Qin Wentian and Fan Le grew even more intense!
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