《Primordial Cultivator》The Second Test (1)
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After Old Ling left, Yang Wei decided to listen to his advice as he got started to become familiar with his new battle spirit.
At the same time, Elder Jing continued to concoct some pills in the hope to increase her experience and chances to create the Pill detoxifying.
Since it was almost certain that Yang Wei would have zero chance of winning the second test if Old Ling were to be serious due to his jealousy.
3 days gone by in a flash as Old Ling reappears again in a completely different outfit and aura.
"Yang Wei, the start of the second test begins now. To clarify things, we are to use battle spirit to fight but we can fight normally as well. Are you clear?" Old Ling announced loudly to Yang Wei.
Yang Wei nodded his head lightly and Elder Jing stopped her pill refinement to watch the match unveil.
"Good, let's start." Old Ling said when he saw Yang Wei's acknowledgment where he quickly revealed his battle spirit.
Old Ling's battle spirit is in the Gold grade which is two levels above Yang Wei and his experience in utilizing it is definitely on the top.
"Damn, this old senior is definitely jealous." Yang Wei cursed outwardly when he saw Old Ling did not plan on going easy in this second test at all.
"Come out, battle spirit," Yang Wei concentrated on his core as the battle spirit slowly seeped out from his body.
Now two different battle spirits are facing each other, almost like they're eager to fight and show who is better.
Elder Jing was dazed at this scene since she has been seeing so many things that are supposed to be in the legend.
"Heavens, if we stayed in this mystery realm any longer, wouldn't Yang Wei cultivate to be a prominent figure by then?" Elder Jing looked at Yang Wei and tried to stop her imagination.
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If a cultivator can keep increasing their realm like it's nothing in a mere month then wouldn't they have Xiantian cultivators roaming through the streets.
While Elder Jing continues to calm her emotion, the fight between Yang Wei and Old Ling has started.
*Bang*
*Shing*
The two battle spirits continue to collide with each other but it is obvious that Yang Wei's battle spirit is slowly losing the advantage.
For a bronze grade to beat a gold grade battle spirit is asking for something impossible. Yang Wei does not have any luck in having another miracle since Old Ling did not underestimate his opponent this time.
"Yang Wei, if this is all you got then just admit defeat." Old Ling laughs as he starts going after Yang Wei.
"Tch, bullying younger people with your experience. Very professional of you." Yang Wei sneered aloud as he dodged the attack from Old Ling.
*Shing*
Unsheathing his sword, Yang Wei instantly uses his thirteen sword slash move except for this time, he didn't exhaust his true qi otherwise, Elder Jing will thrash him.
Old Ling laughs at this incoming slash from Yang Wei. 'I won't repeat the same mistakes twice.'
With a flick of his hand, Old Ling dispelled the slash completely as he punched Yang Wei in the stomach.
"Argh," Yang Wei screamed in pain from the impact of the punch.
"It's over Yang Wei." Old Ling smirked as he vanished from his position and appeared behind Yang Wei.
Lifting his foot for a kick, Yang Wei reacted in time to block it with his arm but his bone was cracked for blocking.
"Ugh," Yang Wei has 3 fractured bones but he remained calm as he held his sword tightly.
'This Old Ling truly has no shame but if this was a true fight, I would have been killed already.' Yang Wei stared at Old Ling who was casually wiping some dust off his clothes.
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*Booom*
During this time, Yang Wei's battle spirit was knocked back and its aura is dimming down from the prowess of Old Ling's battle spirit.
'Lasting this long is already good with a low cultivation base. Just surrender and allow me to do the final test.' Elder Jing prayed inwardly to have Yang Wei give up.
She couldn't interrupt their fight by shouting but she can't watch the fight any longer.
Yang Wei does not have the fighting experience and his cultivation base has advanced too quickly. 3 days was not enough to familiarize himself with his newly formed battle spirit nor consolidating his cultivation.
It was a pipe dream if Yang Wei could win with all these disadvantages.
Yang Wei gritted his teeth to know that this was the best he could produce but not until he would try one last tactic before admitting defeat.
"Senior Ling, watch out from behind." Yang Wei shouted to Old Ling with a smile on his face.
Old Ling was cautious by this and turned his head around to detect any trap he placed. After all, the fight has been too smooth for him without any countering from Yang Wei.
'You fell for it,' Yang Wei laughed when he made Old Ling turn around because he didn't do anything at all in this fight.
Grabbing his pocket, Yang Wei devoured three pills in one go and his aura instantly increased.
Old Ling at this time knew he fell for the warning from Yang Wei, he turned around before trying to finish Yang Wei off this time.
'Prolonging this match will only make me more worried.' Old Ling said inwardly as he closed in on Yang Wei.
Although he never said it, Old Ling was wary of Yang Wei from their first fight because he managed to tank his sword slash without uttering a single word.
Therefore, he was surprised when Yang Wei screamed in pain when his punch was weaker than his sword slash.
Added to the fact that Yang Wei smiled evilly when he warned him to watch out for his back, Old Ling unconsciously turned his body to check for hidden traps.
"Winning in the beginning does not mean you win in the end, Senior Ling." Yang Wei said as he devoured three pills that increase their true qi in a limited amount of time.
With the excessive true qi in his body, Yang Wei can finally use the second slash of the thirteen sword slash technique.
Old Ling hurried his movement when he saw Yang Wei try to use all of his true qi in this last move.
"Stop it, Yang Wei," Elder Jing shouted as she rushed into the fight to prevent Yang Wei from pulling a crazy stunt.
However, it was too late as a loud boom was heard between Yang Wei and Old Ling. Elder Jing was also pushed back from the wind impact of the destruction.
When Elder Jing recovered her position, all she saw was sparks flying everywhere and dust covering the fight.
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