Supernatural Insight Eyes
Chapter 513 - 0514 He’s Here (First Update)

Chapter 513: 0514 He’s Here (First Update)

Feng Jian, nicknamed Lei Ting, was as domineering as thunder and lightning, whether it was his True Qi or his attacks.

He had once tempered his True Qi with lightning, endowing it with electric properties and a strength surpassing that of the past.

As soon as he made a move, everyone held their breath and focused, anticipating Feng Jian to suppress the samurai from the Sun Nation and put an end to his arrogance. Otherwise, the vast martial world would be looked down upon by the Sun Nation.

Whoosh!

With a single gesture, his silver-white True Qi transformed into a spiritual dragon that slithered along Feng Jian’s arm, enveloping the samurai from the Sun Nation with its manifested form.

Whoo...

The True Qi dragon breathed out lightning from its mouth, like a divine being, dazzling onlookers with its power; such strength could only be achieved by someone like Feng Jian with his exceptional ability to control True Qi.

Surrounded by the dragon of True Qi, the samurai from the Sun Nation was intermittently struck by the lightning it spewed, akin to receiving divine punishment.

Alas, with a Crescent Blade in hand, he slashed across with left-right movements, extinguishing any attack that came face to face with his blade.

Meanwhile, the samurai from the Sun Nation leapt out of the encirclement of True Qi and, with a jump, unleashed ten slashes in mid-air. The blade spun like a whirlwind as it flew out, striking the True Qi dragon and shredding it in the blink of an eye.

"Rip..." Witnessing this, all spectators gasped at the chilling sharpness of the blade—despite the True Qi dragon’s dominion, armed with lightning, it still exploded apart.

Unfortunately, it was not a real dragon of Lei Ting, just a puppet in the shape of a dragon created by Feng Jian’s extensive True Qi, so when the samurai shattered it, it seemed within Feng Jian’s expectations; his expression didn’t change much.

"Merely a flashy transformation of True Qi, it’s useless against me!" laughed the samurai from the Sun Nation coldly. He ran a finger slowly along the blade, and as it trailed along, the blade seemed to glow even brighter, menacing with its radiance.

Feng Jian was unmoved, tracing in the air with both hands, quickly launching another True Qi dragon.

The crowd exclaimed, "It’s appeared again."

The other members of the Ten Warriors watched in silence, Huangfu Jun narrowing his eyes, pondering to himself.

One after another, Feng Jian’s Thunder Dragon manifested from True Qi swiftly flew out, and in a blink of an eye, eight True Qi dragons soared into the sky, like dragons from mythology gathering clouds and rain.

"What terrifying control, to manifest eight dragons made of True Qi. Is he confident?" someone murmured. As shocking as the scene was, there was a very strict requirement for those who manifested True Qi into form—they needed to have strong control, exceptional mastery of True Qi, because if not, those seemingly powerful eight dragons could collapse in an instant, damaging not the enemy but quite possibly the caster himself.

"One is useless, more are just as useless. If you think this move can defeat me, you’re going to be disappointed," sneered the samurai from the Sun Nation, his body following the movement of his blade.

A single arm transformed into ten slashes!

"Ten Blade Slash!"

Slash after slash, the aura of the blade erupted, filling the surroundings, and even the eight manifest dragons of True Qi were dispersed by the blade’s energy.

Feng Jian’s gaze sharpened, his fingers moved swiftly as if invisible threads were connecting the dragon forms made of True Qi.

The samurai from the Sun Nation turned and leaped away, stepping through thin air, racing among the eight dragons—a showdown of power and control was unfolding.

A bead of sweat ran down Feng Jian’s cheek, and suddenly, everyone heard the sound of a rift bursting open.

Immediately after, they saw an incomparable blade light shoot from mid-air, severing the eight dragons at the waist, and at the same time, it struck towards Feng Jian.

The dragons dissipated, and Feng Jian’s face turned pale, unable to help but take a couple of steps back. Those dragons, which had concentrated a large amount of his True Qi, were still no match.

The brilliance of this light was terrifying; the force within it seemed capable of obliterating everything.

Feng Jian dodged the frightening blade light, but could not escape the residual force that accompanied it and was slashed across his waist, blood spurting.

"Feng Jian is defeated too?" Seeing this, many faces fell. Now the second-ranking member of the Ten Warriors had fallen, with only the leader Huangfu Jun left. If Huangfu Jun were defeated as well...

Some people dared not imagine, if that were truly the case, the martial arts community would hardly be able to hold its head high in Japan ever again. The younger generation being suppressed by just one person—ultimately, this is an indication of the weakness of our martial arts.

Feng Jian walked down from the battlefield and stood beside Huangfu Jun, "I’m sorry I didn’t force him to use his most powerful move."

Huangfu Jun shook his head, "I’ve seen clearly that blade energy just now. Even if it wasn’t his strongest move, it wouldn’t be far off. To think that we would be driven to such a state by a Japanese person—has our Chinese martial arts world really declined? Or is the strength of us Ten Owls truly incomparable to that of the past, bringing shame to our predecessors!"

Feng Jian revealed a bitter smile, "Perhaps I could have injured him if I hadn’t used True Qi to take shape in our fight, but alas..."

The other Ten Owls members all felt a tinge of sorrow. With the powerful Feng Jian defeated, the only hope for victory now lay with the Chief Owl, Huangfu Jun.

Huangfu Jun’s strength was beyond doubt, but at this moment, the continuous victories of the Japanese samurai had effortlessly defeated several other Owls, leading many people to doubt if even Huangfu Jun could defeat this Japanese warrior.

What will come will come; now it was time for Huangfu Jun to step forward.

The eyes of the Japanese warrior also turned toward Huangfu Ju.

"You are the last Owl left. You will fall by my hand just like the others," the Japanese warrior didn’t regard Huangfu Jun at all. Even as the Chief Owl, facing the Japanese warrior who had won eight consecutive victories, his momentum had peaked; his invincible aura was so domineering it seemed as if he thought nobody else was his match.

If he were to defeat Huangfu Jun, it might propel him to a new realm; it was a real possibility.

Should that happen, with two legendary island nation martial artists, the martial arts world would be suppressed for over a hundred years and unable to rise.

Just then, Ye Qiu arrived at the location of the duel. He had caught a fleeting glimpse of that strike from the Japanese warrior that had wounded Feng Jian, his eyes narrowing slightly. He then revealed a smile, "Interesting..."

"Among the Ten Owls, aside from myself, Huangfu Jun, it seems you have forgotten someone," Huangfu Jun said lightly.

The Japanese warrior’s eyebrows twitched, "Are you referring to Ye Qiu, who ranks last? Haha... Now you, the Chief Owl, are the only one yet to be defeated by me. Do you think I would care about Ye Qiu, who ranks at the very bottom?"

"He defeated Jiu Zang and Fujikawa Ueno!" Huangfu Jun replied, ignoring the Japanese warrior’s mocking laughter.

On hearing the names Jiu Zang and Fujikawa Ueno, the Japanese warrior’s expression changed, "Hmph, Jiu Zang is a student of Mr. Gushan, and as far as I know, he didn’t have time to use Ninjutsu during their fight; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been defeated by Ye Qiu."

"Fujikawa Ueno is a Grandmaster of our country, but after all, he is getting on in years and his vigor isn’t as it once was. His defeat by Ye Qiu, I do not think, was due to Ye Qiu’s strength, but rather, the Grandmaster himself. Rather than saying he was defeated by Ye Qiu, it’s more like he was defeated by his own age."

The crowd was stunned to hear the Japanese warrior present such high-minded excuses for Jiu Zang and Fujikawa Ueno’s defeat at Ye Qiu’s hands.

Huangfu Jun shook his head and suddenly turned his gaze sharply, smiling, "Brother Ye, he is questioning your strength in defeating Jiu Zang and Fujikawa Ueno. What do you think?"

Brother Ye?

Upon hearing Huangfu Jun speak like this, everyone was shocked. Could it be that Ye Qiu had arrived?

Sure enough, following Huangfu Jun’s gaze, they saw a young man in a gray robe standing in an inconspicuous corner.

It really was Ye Qiu!

Upon recognizing Ye Qiu’s face, many were shocked. This Ye Qiu had not shown himself before, and some thought he had hidden away in fear of being captured by Gushan Baiyi, but here he was. Was he not afraid of being caught by Gushan Baiyi?

"Ye Qiu?" The Japanese warrior’s eyes narrowed sharply, his aura changing as a raging will to fight burst forth.

"There’s no need to bother Brother Huangfu anymore. I will be the one to cut him down!"

Ye Qiu’s voice was not loud, but it echoed throughout the place. Ye Qiu slowly approached the Japanese warrior in the center, and at the same time, he slowly drew the sword from his hand!

The Kusanagi Sword, once unsheathed, rang out continually, resonating on its own!

The Japanese warrior suddenly changed color, staring intently at the longsword in Ye Qiu’s hand!