Night Without End
Chapter 63 - 63 41 Defeated Then Became a God_2

63: Chapter 41: Defeated, Then Became a God_2 63: Chapter 41: Defeated, Then Became a God_2 Everyone was deeply shaken, their spirits highly concentrated, realizing they had misjudged the situation.

The lightening-fast exchange of blows had nearly reached the limit for a newcomer.

“This young man from the remote area is quite extraordinary!”

“What’s his name, Qin Ming, right?

I’ll remember that.”

A group of people murmured as if they were seeing the youth in the arena with new eyes.

Even Cao Long and Wei Zhi Rou showed surprise.

They had spent a few days together and knew Qin Ming was exceptional, but they had not anticipated such prowess.

Mu Qing, completely enshrouded in a black robe, spoke up, “Qin Ming, go all out.

Nie Rui is not so petty.”

“Don’t hold back if you want to enjoy the fight.” Nie Rui nodded.

Old Man Liu muttered to himself, “Xiao Qin is even more formidable than I imagined.

Even before reaching Chixia City, his name might already spread there.”

Qin Ming had not used his strongest domain—strength—and relied purely on his “gun skill” in the contest.

He improvised rapidly, incorporating Blade Technique into his long spear moves, making it imperceptible to the onlookers.

Nie Rui moved again, shattering the snow on the ground due to his astounding speed, creating a gale that carried a blizzard of snowflakes.

The silver long blade in his hand traced a striking brightness, slicing through the blizzard as if commanding thunder and lightning.

Qin Ming did not meet the slash head-on but sidestepped, avoiding the descending long blade.

Then, in a flash, he pressed his Purple Gold Spear against the blade’s spine, sparking a chain of fire, and immediately thrust towards Nie Rui’s proximity.

Many spectators’ pupils constricted; the youth’s command of the battlefield was astonishing.

Amid the fierce Blade Style, he seized opportunities in the nick of time.

The long spear pressed against the blade’s spine, with the weapons intersecting at a narrow angle, the spear tip like a dragon snaking across mountains, slicing through the night, charging straight at its target.

Nie Rui exerted strength in his right hand, forcefully lifting the long blade to dislodge the long spear, while his left hand, faintly glowing, prepared to reach for the spear shaft.

Qin Ming gripped the long spear with both hands, pressing down hard on the blade spine and violently shaking it.

The spear’s tip trembled violently, producing a shower of spear flowers.

At this moment, Nie Rui found it impossible to parry the long spear with one hand, and the spear tip before him created a blur of shadows, flashing like a sky full of bright stars converging upon him.

He had no choice but to withdraw his blade and rapidly sidestep to dodge.

This exchange left him at a disadvantage, and he retreated far to regain his footing fully.

A silence fell over the area, with everyone marveling at the unbelievable performance.

In the youth’s hands, the Purple Gold Spear seemed to come to life, like a fierce dragon flashing its teeth and claws, hunting enemies in the dark of night.

“I feel like this spear has a soul in your hands, defying convention, not the usual gun technique.

It’s all Divine Wisdom, spontaneous and brilliant,” Nie Rui said with a grave expression, then he stopped talking and, after restraining his power to a certain level, he focused his spirit and attacked.

In an instant, he and Qin Ming clashed, his blade glinting fiercely, as if it would split the dense night.

Where they passed, swathes of branches fell, the snow on the ground exploded, and some large trees toppled with thunderous sounds in the moment of their passage, raising a flurry of snowflakes.

“This young man from the faraway lands, though not as strong as Nie Rui, is also close to the strength of 700 jin, how formidable!”

“His spear technique looks like various common Scattered Forms, nothing beyond our comprehension, but it has a magic to it that transforms decay into a miracle.”

“Because he does not have a fixed form, mostly improvising on the spot, adapting to the situation, transforming ordinary Scattered Forms into Miao Styles!”

Finally, even Cao Long and Feng Xing gave their own commendations.

What gun skill?

Qin Ming thought to himself, this was Blade Technique, a concealed “Gun Blade”, compared to the Hammer Blade, it offered an entirely different experience.

He grew more adept with every moment, not confined to the Blade Manual’s killing moves, combining them freely, wielding them as he pleased, like now, when his long spear swept across, the spear tip like the blade’s edge, slicing towards the opponent’s flesh, and he was shaking the long spear.

In the Blade Technique, this was a line between heaven and earth, the blade’s trembling light rolling like waves.

Now, using the spear’s tip instead of a blade’s edge, the same illusion appeared, with the trembling causing an even higher frequency of movement from the spear tip.

This magnified the Sword Intent, as if thunder rollicked between heaven and earth, with a multitude of lightning striking the vast ocean.

Nie Rui retreated in disarray, sweat beading on his forehead, his black hair messily stuck to his face, feeling somewhat panicked, on the verge of defeat.

The next moment, Qin Ming brought the Gun Blade technique to new heights, astonishingly executing the Kick Blade Style.

He pushed out the Purple Gold Spear and followed up with foot kicks, so fast they were like lightning, forcing Nie Rui to dodge repeatedly, with more cold sweat breaking out.

The key point was, the long spear wasn’t kicked away; instead, it wound around his body like a living dragon before finally landing back in his hands.

Clang!

As the Purple Gold Spear overpowered the long blade in Nie Rui’s hands, his arm trembled, and sparks flew as several pieces of his silver armor were pierced and shattered by the spear’s edge.

Qin Ming stopped and planted the long spear into the ground, feeling somewhat regretful.

He was a little too invested the first time he used the Gun Blade technique, not holding back when he was absorbed in the experience.

Originally, he didn’t want to humiliate himself and had hoped for a draw.

But without paying attention, he had unexpectedly defeated his opponent.

The scene fell deadly silent, as everyone found it hard to believe that Nie Rui, the brightest talent of Chixia City in twenty years, had been defeated in a remote place by a young hunter.

The crowd was dumbstruck, seriously taking notice of Qin Ming for the first time, feeling a strong impact on their understanding.

Could it be that the Desolate Grounds of five hundred years ago—the Black and White Mountain—are about to experience a resurgence, bringing back the spiritual essence to this remote land?

Many speculated.

The girl sitting on the Black Tiger, Shen Jiayun, broke the silence, asking: “Nie Rui, are you alright?”

Nie Rui shook his head and said, “I’m fine.

I’m defeated, and I wholeheartedly accept it.”

“Are you really okay?

Aren’t you feeling very upset on the inside?” Shen Jiayun giggled, clearly not caring at all about his feelings.

“What could be wrong with me?

Brother Qin has awakened me, making me realize that perhaps I’m genuinely not suited for this path.” Nie Rui put away his long blade, shook his head, and sighed, “Since that’s the case, then I choose the path of becoming Divine.”

Qin Ming was mulling over how to properly start a conversation when he heard this “mad” declaration.

Previously, You Liangyun returned in defeat to inherit a noble title and live a life of luxury.

Now, this one, even more extreme, having been defeated, decides to become Divine.

Qin Ming’s breathing became somewhat heavy.

Nie Rui finally laughed upon seeing his reaction and said, “It’s not what you’re imagining.”

It was evident that Nie Rui wasn’t petty; he did not harbor resentment due to his defeat and now seemed completely willing to take another path.

“The so-called Divine entities are just because we are still young at the moment, our strength insufficient, our recognition limited, temporarily unable to understand—which may just be a stronger kind of lifeform.

An Elder of Esoteric Buddhism took interest in me, saying that I possess rare ‘Divine Wisdom’ and could follow their path.

Alas, I had wished to travel the world of endless darkness with my mortal flesh, to pursue my own way.

Now I have no choice, having recognized my own limitations,” Nie Rui sighed.

“Stop sighing, or what will others do if even you are sighing?” Qin Ming couldn’t help but interject.

“Qin Ming, I also want to have a bout with you.” Shen Jiayun, who was riding on the Black Tiger, spoke up, and with a light leap, she landed agilely on the ground, her black hair flying about, as she approached with a long sword in hand.

Suddenly, the woods became lively, and the people from Chixia City could no longer hold back, whispering and heatedly discussing the day’s unexpected events.

“Alright!” Qin Ming nodded in agreement, ready for a second challenge since he had already defeated one.

In an instant, the snowy ground shone with the brilliance of swords, accompanied by the sound of thunder, as if many electric dragons had descended.

Shen Jiayun was strong; in the eyes of the ordinary, this was akin to a Sword Immortal in dance.

But she too was defeated; Qin Ming caught the strand of blue bead flowers from her hair with his spear tip and pressed down the Big Gun onto her right shoulder.

Once again, the area fell eerily silent, as everyone stared in astonishment—the two most formidable talents of Chixia City in the past twenty years had both been defeated by the same person.

Shen Jiayun touched her hair with a hand, smiled, and said, “Young man, there’s no need for ten years.

If we meet again in a year, you won’t be a match for me.”

Her smile was bright without any sense of loss or dejection, exuding a charm that could overturn cities, dazzling to behold.

“We shall see,” Qin Ming said, lifting the spear from her shoulder with a light flick, the blue beads fell down.

He quickly tapped them with the spear tip, inserting the bead flowers back into her cloud-like hair.

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