The next morning, Zhou Yang woke up early to exchange pointers with Cheng Qiaoqing in the courtyard.
Now that he had mastered the Violent Ape Fist, he could only cultivate the Ferocious Tiger Fist if he wanted to improve it further. However, he could only cultivate the Ferocious Tiger Fist when he reached the Martian realm.
Zhou Yang was determined to obtain the Way of the Sword. After all, a martial artist had to master a weapon in order to cultivate, and the sword was the king of weapons. Naturally, it was his first choice.
He had benefited greatly from Cheng Qiaoqing's understanding of the way of the sword. After a morning of discussion and verification, he had a deep understanding of the third form of the Windstorm Sword Technique.
The Windstorm Sword Art had a total of three styles. The first two styles, Sweeping Autumn Leaves and Swirling Clouds, were not very strong. They were fine against normal beasts, but they paled in comparison against warriors of rank seven and above.
Only the third move remained.
The third style, Gathering of Winds and Clouds. If he could master this style, he would be able to condense sword light and embark on the true path of the Sword Dao.
It was just that it was extremely difficult to break through this move.
Because there was no secret manual for this move.
Without the secret manual, he would have to comprehend it himself. If he could comprehend it, he would be able to break through. If he couldn't, it would be useless even if he cultivated desperately.
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When the sun rose as usual, Zhou Yang left the General's Residence. Before he left, he gave Cheng Qiaoqing 100,000 Star Jades for her to purchase cultivation resources.
Cheng Qiaoqing was very clear that although Zhou Yang said that he wanted her to take care of Su Ruohan, he was actually giving her salary. But this reason made her unable to refuse.
With Cheng Qiaoqing at home, Zhou Yang was a little more relaxed. At least with Cheng Qiaoqing's strength, she wouldn't let some rascals deliberately make things difficult for her mother.
Late in the morning, at the Institute of Martial Arts.
Liu Xing and Zhou Yang's deeds were still circulating in the Institute of Martial Arts these few days. Rumors of Zhou Yang and Yuchi Zhenjie becoming enemies could be heard everywhere, and the more they spread, the more ridiculous they became.
Zhou Yang even heard people say that the Young Princess Tang Yuewu had taken a fancy to him, which aroused Yuchi Zhenjie's jealousy. Some even said that Zhou Yang had touched Tang Yuewu's breasts.
He knew that the more he tried to explain, the greater the misunderstanding would be. Therefore, he decided not to bother about it. Instead, he went to the training grounds alone to practice his sword while comprehending the third style of the Windstorm Sword.
His biggest goal now was to break through the sword light and step into the Sword Dao.
"You don't even have a Sword-type Astral Soul and you still want to enter the Sword Dao? You're simply overestimating yourself."
A mocking voice came from behind. Zhou Yang didn't need to look to know who it was.
Zhou Zitao.
But there was another person besides Zhou Zitao this time.
He was the number one genius of the County City, Xu Pengfei.
"Zhou Yang, you disappoint me. It's been a month, yet you're still here?" Xu Pengfei said coldly.
Zhou Yang turned around and recalled Xu Pengfei's threat.
"If you didn't mention it, I would have forgotten." Zhou Yang smiled.
"Forgot … Since you forgot what I said, I don't know if you said it on purpose or if it's true. In short, you have angered me." Xu Pengfei's hand that was holding the sword moved.
Zhou Yang did not say anything. His gaze was as sharp as a sword. Xu Pengfei was the number one genius of the county city. Even if he was arrogant and domineering, his strength was real.
"I see that you are practicing your sword. Why don't I teach you what a sword is?"
After saying that, Xu Pengfei pulled out the Genius Sword in his hand and pointed it at Zhou Yang. "If I use my full strength, others will say that I'm bullying you. I'll only attack once, and I'll suppress my cultivation to the Saturn Realm. If you can withstand it, I'll take back what I said last time. If not …"
"If you can't, you'll die on the spot."
Die on the spot.
These four words caused the spectators to feel a chill down their spines.
If an ordinary person said this, they would definitely be laughed at. This was the forbidden zone of the martial arts field. Who would dare to kill someone here? But since the person who said this was Xu Pengfei, no one dared to doubt him.
Given Xu Pengfei's status and strength, even if he killed Zhou Yang, the academy would at most reprimand him.
The air seemed to have solidified. With Xu Pengfei around, there was no place for others to speak.
After a while, Xu Pengfei moved. The sword in his hand flashed with a burst of sword light, causing a raging wind to blow in the surroundings.
The white light met with the wind, akin to the gathering of the wind and clouds in the sky. The scene caused the spectators to click their tongues.
The third stance of the Windstorm Sword Technique, Gathering of the Wind and Clouds!
Some knowledgeable people recognized the origin of this sword technique. For a moment, the crowd was in an uproar.
Zhou Yang also stood with his hands clasped behind his back. He didn't move even when he saw the sword piercing towards him. To him, this was a good opportunity to comprehend the third stance, Gathering of the Wind and Clouds. He definitely couldn't miss it.
Although it was a little risky, ever since he obtained unlimited Astral Souls, he had always taken risks.
Only when the sword light was so dazzling that it could no longer be seen did he make his move.
The raging wind and sword light engulfed Zhou Yang's silhouette. The spectators only saw Zhou Yang making his move, but they didn't see what happened after. They involuntarily drew in a breath of cold air as they stared fixedly at Zhou Yang.
"BOOM!"
Abruptly, the sword light disappeared. Xu Pengfei's sword stopped on top of Zhou Yang's fist as a drop of blood flowed down from his fist.
The spectators sighed in amazement. Who would have thought that the number one genius of the County City, the top ranker of the Scholar's Hall, Xu Pengfei's sword strike would actually be blocked by Zhou Yang's fist?
"The tip of the sword only pierced through the skin of Zhou Yang's fist. How is this possible?"
"What's with the fiery light earlier?"
"This is too unbelievable. Could it be that Young Master Xu intentionally held back?"
The spectators were filled with doubts, but the majority of them still felt that Xu Pengfei had held back. Only Xu Pengfei himself knew that he hadn't held back at all.
Earlier, it was as though his sword had been blocked by steel. Not only that, the fiery heat emitted from his sword made him understand that Zhou Yang's Flame Energy was extremely powerful.
But how could a person who had forcefully awakened his Astral Soul have such a powerful Flame Energy?
This didn't make sense.
But the truth was right in front of him, he had no choice but to admit it.
Zhou Yang drew in a deep breath. Earlier, he had used the radiance as a cover to release his Astral Soul, using four Magma Fingers to block Xu Pengfei's sword strike. After which, he retracted his Astral Soul.
The Magma Fingers had dissipated 99% of Xu Pengfei's strength, and the remaining strand was just enough to pierce through his skin.
He had intentionally bled a little, or else it would have been too shocking.
After a moment, Xu Pengfei retracted his sword. Although his heart was filled with doubts, he pretended as though he had already expected this to happen. "Today, I spared your life because I was giving face to your father. Next time, I won't hold back."
After speaking, Xu Pengfei sheathed his sword and turned to leave.
Such an explanation caused the spectators to heave a sigh of relief. Just like what they had thought, Xu Pengfei had really held back.
"Next time, I won't hold back either."
Suddenly, Zhou Yang's voice rang out.
Xu Pengfei halted his steps. The spectators no longer spoke, while Zhou Zi Tao coldly laughed, as though he was rejoicing in Xu Pengfei's misfortune.
Zhou Yang actually dared to take the initiative to provoke him.
In the eyes of the spectators, this was simply foolish.
"Are you challenging me?" Xu Pengfei coldly asked after turning around.
Zhou Yang lightly smiled as he replied, "If you want to understand it this way, then let's call it a challenge."
Hua …
The crowd was in an uproar.
The 37th ranked Zhou Yang actually challenged Xu Pengfei?
The spectators grew in number, causing the entire martial arena to be completely packed. Xu Pengfei stood there, his countenance extremely unsightly.
As the strongest amongst the younger generation in the County City, he would never allow someone like Zhou Yang to challenge him. To him, this was a humiliation.
Four pairs of eyes met, and the atmosphere became somewhat strange.
"All disciples of the Zhou Clan, listen up. Immediately head to the County City's martial arena to accept the general assessment."
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