Tyrant Sky Martial Soul
Chapter 277 Defense Not Good?_1

Chapter 277: Chapter 277 Defense Not Good?_1

Even the flow of the wind followed Ling Xiao’s Floating Snow Sword as if it added a pair of wings of wind to his blade.

If one looked closely, Ling Xiao’s right hand holding the sword had transformed again while still being in a demonized state, but this time it was not a dragon claw but resembled more the palm of an Ancient Giant Ape.

The Evil Beast Demon King represented the king of all evil beasts.

The demonization of the Nine Demonic Divine Arts: Evil Beast Demon King naturally allowed one to transform parts or all of their body into various evil beasts.

Whether it was the Ancient Demon Dragon or the Ancient Giant Ape, each was merely one of its forms.

Of course, with Ling Xiao’s current level of cultivation, he still couldn’t fully unleash the power of demonization; nevertheless, the significant increase to his attack and speed was more than enough.

"This brat’s moves can actually grow stronger! Did he really hold back just now? That’s truly devilish!"

Yang Cheng was both shocked and furious.

He hadn’t expected not only to fail in defeating Ling Xiao easily, but to be thoroughly suppressed and frustrated by him instead.

How could he accept this!

Wind Sword Martial Spirit!

Boom!

After a horrifying explosion, behind Yang Cheng appeared a bizarre treasured sword wrapped in wild winds.

That was the Wind Sword Martial Spirit, a type of Sword Martial Spirit.

Originally, Yang Cheng thought that by defeating Ling Xiao without using his Martial Spirit, the defeat would be more crushing for Ling Xiao, and the victory even more stunning.

But faced with Ling Xiao’s terrifying attack, he had no choice but to use his Martial Spirit.

The Wind Sword Martial Spirit burst forth.

Yang Cheng flicked his longsword, and a ferocious tornado tore through the air, its power clearly much stronger than before.

The wild wind raged, seemingly about to scatter the Flying Snow.

"Hmph, do you truly think that by using your Martial Spirit you could turn the tide? Not a chance!"

Cherry Tree Martial Spirit!

Behind Ling Xiao, a colossal tree suddenly appeared, its massive branches and trunk blocking the assault of the wild winds.

The Dark Cloud Warrior Soul together with the Cherry Tree Martial Spirit, two complete Martial Spirits working in unison.

In an instant, they overpowered Yang Cheng’s Wind Sword Martial Spirit.

Sword light flashed continuously!

Yang Cheng kept retreating!

Thud! Thud! Thud...

His figure was utterly embarrassed, covered with numerous wounds, and completely enveloped within the radiance of Ling Xiao’s sword.

This scene left all the spectators dumbfounded.

They never would have expected such a turn of events.

"Yang Cheng is actually being completely suppressed!"

"That Ling Xiao actually possesses Dual Martial Souls, no, Triple Martial Souls, and all are complete Martial Souls at that, what a monster!"

"No wonder he dared to challenge Yang Cheng. This kid really does have some tricks up his sleeve!"

"But even so, there’s no way Yang Cheng should be this flustered. What on earth is going on, can someone please tell me!"

It goes without saying that the Outer Disciples were astonished.

But even individuals like Lan Yu’er, Elder Bai, and Hei Suo couldn’t help but show shock on their faces, time and time again.

Daniel and Elizabeth Zhao were completely petrified.

Xu Ying simply knelt on the ground.

She had always thought that Ling Xiao’s killing of Zuo Leng was purely a sneak attack!

She believed that as long as she joined the Moon Hua Sect, sooner or later she would be able to avenge her fiancé.

But now, all her confidence had vanished into thin air.

Who was Yang Cheng?

Yang Cheng was the number ten powerhouse of the Outer Sect, a Half-step Grandmaster, ten times stronger than Li Anle.

His strength was well-known.

However, he was now being overpowered by a Martial Master at the Pinnacle of the Eighth Layer of Martial Veins, completely unable to fend for himself.

"Wind and Cloud Transforming Dragon!"

Roar~~

Just as Yang Cheng was about to be forced to the edge of the challenge stage, suddenly a dragon’s roar sounded.

The Wind Sword Martial Soul on his back actually revealed a faint dragon shadow, as if the Martial Soul was entwined by a Divine Dragon.

At that moment, his body suddenly burst forth with a surge of True Essence so powerful that it shocked onlookers, charging straight ahead towards Ling Xiao.

Boom——

A deafening explosion erupted, and beneath the challenge stage, more than a dozen spectating Outer Disciples were blasted, covered in blood, clearly seriously injured.

A few of them even had their bones completely shattered.

"Send them for treatment, and everyone else, stand back!"

Elder Bai’s voice sounded; he truly had not anticipated such a turn in the battle.

Yang Cheng’s "Wind and Cloud Art" had actually broken through at a critical moment, advancing in one leap to the Transcendental Realm and forming a terrifying scene with a dragon’s roar.

The power of this move was simply too great; among the dozen injured Outer Disciples, four were actually top thirty contenders for the Inner Sect.

The rest were Ninth Layer Pinnacle Martial Masters.

Yet they were injured like that.

Wouldn’t Ling Xiao, who was only an Eighth Layer Pinnacle Martial Artist, be blasted to pieces?

Elder Bai was somewhat worried. If anything happened to Ling Xiao, wouldn’t Master Elder Yang come for his life?

However, as the smoke cleared, there was Ling Xiao, floating in midair, without a single injury on his body.

Even his clothes were not dirtied.

It turned out that, in that instant, Ling Xiao had analyzed the terrifying nature of Yang Cheng’s attack. Therefore, he gave up the intention to continue attacking and suddenly broke away, flying to midair with the Cloud Dragon Divine Movement.

He easily avoided that strike, but unfortunately, those martial artists behind him who were there to watch the show suffered.

Looking again at Yang Cheng, his face was grim, his clothes torn and tattered, with several bloodstains on his body.

However, the wounds had already healed.

His breathing had also recovered smoothly, albeit a bit heavy and labored.

Seeing Ling Xiao gracefully landing, fear pierced through Yang Cheng’s eyes.

This was supposed to be just a "playful" fight, casually killing an insignificant participant was the goal, with the reward of a millennium-old Golden Snow Lotus.

But he had never imagined!

A mere fly had suddenly transformed into an Ancient Colossal Beast, leaving him struggling to cope.

If the "Wind and Cloud Art" hadn’t broken through under immense pressure, he might well have lost by now.

What a stroke of luck!

"Ling Xiao is too terrifying, isn’t he? How can he be so strong?"

"Yeah, even Yang Cheng can’t get the slightest advantage over him, Li Anle really doesn’t have to feel wronged about losing!"

"Hmph, it’s not just a matter of not getting any advantage, just look at the two of them. Yang Cheng is in such an embarrassed state, while Ling Xiao remains completely unfazed. This makes me wonder who is the true Half-step Grandmaster."

The crowd under the stage stepped back quite a bit, but this did not stop their discussions.

"In my opinion, Ling Xiao’s Body Movement Technique and attacks are strong, but his defense is probably weak."

The one speaking was a near-Entry Inner Sect Disciple, a Half-step Grandmaster.

"Why?"

Liu Qiang, who was also a near-Entry Inner Sect Disciple, asked.

"The reason is simple. Haven’t you noticed? From the beginning of their fight up until now, Ling Xiao hardly ever clashes head-on with Yang Cheng. As soon as Yang Cheng’s attack has the potential to injure him, he immediately dodges, which suggests something—his body must be weaker, with poor defense. Isn’t that the case with many martial artists?"

The near-Entry Inner Sect Disciple said confidently.

"Exactly, senior brother, you’re right. Although Ling Xiao seems to have the advantage right now, if Yang Cheng lands a hit, it’s over for Ling Xiao."

Li Anle had received treatment, and although his injuries couldn’t possibly recover so swiftly, he could at least speak now, and he supported the view of the near-Entry Inner Sect Disciple.

"I don’t think that’s necessarily the case!"