Jiang Ciyue's Inferiority Complex

Sect Master Wang, Xu Mu is a native descendant of Yanhuang, I can testify to that. Jiang Sheng said from the side, The Jiuli Tribe has destroyed many of our sects and mastered many of our techniques. Does that make the Jiuli Tribe our Yanhuang people?

But Demonic Protection is a Heaven-tier technique of the Jiuli Tribe. If Xu Mu didn't have some connection with them, how could he have obtained it? Wang Chi remained unconvinced. Thinking of Xu Mu's previous insults to their sect, a surge of anger rose in his heart.

I know about this. According to previous records, Xu Mu once explored a tomb of the Jiuli Tribe alongside the Cleaners. Perhaps he obtained this technique by a stroke of luck. Yao Dingli said from the side, However, this is just a guess.

On the field.

Xu Mu was covered by Demonic Protection, but he could clearly feel that even with this, he couldn't hold his ground.

Thus, he executed another Heaven-tier technique, Spirit Vein Armament.

Red patterns covered his armor, and fine red threads fluttered with the storm generated by his Qi.

Boom!

The longswords of the two men clashed again, and the resulting fluctuations formed a visible spherical shockwave that erupted in all directions.

After one strike, Xu Mu completely blocked Jiang Cisui's attack.

Swish, swish, swish...

More than a dozen red longswords suddenly appeared behind Xu Mu, shooting toward Jiang Cisui.

And he didn't fall behind either. He continuously executed the Heaven Burning Sword Art. Sword energy imbued with black flames shot out one after another, cutting off all of Jiang Cisui's retreat paths.

Hahaha!

Jiang Cisui looked around. The floating ice shards also transformed into spikes and clashed with the White Emperor Holy Swords.

Meanwhile, he launched his own attack at Xu Mu.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The weapon clashes between Xu Mu and Jiang Cisui completely lacked the crisp sound of metal striking metal.

Instead, they were power-packed collisions. The vibrations from each strike shook the soil of the entire arena.

Jiang Cisui's eyes radiated light. Feeling Xu Mu's power, every strike made his arms go numb and his body tremble.

This was a feeling he had never experienced since the day he was born.

He was a genius, and even he knew it.

Growing up, no one his age was his match. When he was a child, he even felt a trace of inferiority.

This inferiority wasn't because he was worse than others, but because he was different.

For example, when a man is surrounded by people who are around 1.7 meters tall, but he is two meters tall.

This feeling of not fitting in can make a person feel inferior.

It's the same for women. In elementary and middle school, when other girls are flat-chested, but one girl is well-endowed.

Normally, such a girl would also feel inferior and habitually slouch.

Jiang Cisui's inferiority was of this kind.

When he was young, in order to try and stay the same as his peers, he even chose not to cultivate.

But even so, his strength far exceeded that of ordinary people.

Even during the Martial Arts Tournament, he always maintained the same cultivation realm as his opponents.

To further weaken himself, he would actively fight using his opponent's strongest traits.

If Yun Yao's sword arts were strong, he used sword arts.

If Wang Taolue's Daoist techniques were strong, he used Daoist techniques.

If Shi Yao's physical combat was strong, he used physical combat.

...

But today, the Xu Mu before him made him feel like he had found a kindred spirit.

This man seemed even stronger than himself.

Even though he had already elevated his Qi to the late Mortal Transcendence stage, he still couldn't defeat Xu Mu.

Boom!

With another collision, both Xu Mu and Jiang Cisui were sent flying backward.

Jiang Cisui let out a loud laugh, and his power surged once again.

Rumble!

The entire battlefield was engulfed in ice shards. The bone-chilling cold made Xu Mu shiver.

Before he could even make a move, he realized that the joints all over his body had been frozen by the ice.

The crowd outside the arena felt this power and turned pale with shock.

Yun Yao stood up from his seat in shock, Peak Mortal Transcendence!

Bai Qingyuan, who had just come out from healing her injuries, also felt this terrifying fluctuation.

She shook her head slightly. Jiang Cisui had been hiding his strength all along, but even when he hid his strength back then, she still couldn't beat him.

Is this the foundation of the Five Great Sects?

Wang Hun, sitting in the audience, was also full of astonishment. A young disciple had already reached Peak Mortal Transcendence.

Fu Jinyu's face was also solemn, and she even felt a bit of despair in her heart.

She had relied on Xu Mu to forcefully raise her from the mid Mortal Transcendence stage to her current level.

Without Xu Mu, she and Fu Cheng would both be at the mid Mortal Transcendence stage. Even if she was lucky and took a step further, she would only be at the late Mortal Transcendence stage.

What did this mean?

A single young disciple from a sect of the Yanhuang descendants was enough to destroy their entire Heavenly Demon Tribe.

The fact that these alien races could survive until now was truly due to the great mercy of Yanhuang.

Above the white clouds.

The many sect masters were so shocked they couldn't speak.

Well done, Jiang Zhenqi. Your son is so incredible, yet I've never heard you mention it.

Yao Dingli said with a smile.

Jiang Zhenqi felt a bit helpless. This child had been disobedient since he was young. When told to cultivate, he would only find a place to secretly sleep.

Later, after witnessing his son's talent, he had nothing left to say.

He could only sigh that if the boy had worked a little harder in his childhood, he might have already entered the Realm Breaking stage by now.

It's impossible for him to have crossed so many levels consecutively in these five years. I think he was hiding his realm during the last Martial Arts Tournament, wasn't he?

Dong Chengdao shook his head slightly. When Yun Yao took the champion title last time, he even threw a banquet for three days and three nights.

Now it seemed that Jiang Cisui had been going easy on them.

This kid doesn't listen to me, and I can't do anything about it.

Jiang Zhenqi shook his head slightly, but his eyes were full of praise for his son.

Whoosh!

Whether in strength or speed, Jiang Cisui had achieved a qualitative leap.

Boom!

With just one punch, Xu Mu's body flew backward like a cannonball, violently smashing into the distant formation wall.

Demonic Protection shattered instantly.

Before his body even hit the ground, Jiang Cisui flashed in front of Xu Mu again.

The damage reflection caused the ice in front of Jiang Cisui to shatter as well, but he didn't care in the slightest.

Xu Mu could clearly feel the sheer force behind this punch.

He was already injured, and fighting a Peak Mortal Transcendence expert like Jiang Cisui was completely equivalent to fighting a Realm Breaking expert.

Facing Jiang Cisui's longsword attack, Xu Mu immediately executed Phantom Shift.

Then, he once again used his Divine-tier technique, Final Spark.

Pfft!

Blood-red Qi sprayed from all over his body.

Seeing this, Jiang Cisui immediately charged madly toward Xu Mu.

He absolutely did not want to see Xu Mu execute the same move as before.

Buzz!

In an instant, Xu Mu dodged Jiang Cisui's attack and flashed behind him, leaving a blood-red trail wherever he passed.

Final Spark was not an offensive technique, but a state-enhancing one.

That burst of speed just now consumed a tenth of Xu Mu's current Qi, making him much faster than the current Jiang Cisui.

Boom!

Xu Mu smashed a punch into Jiang Cisui's back, and the blood-red power erupted instantly.

Jiang Cisui's figure was sent flying, smashing into the distant formation wall.

But in mid-air, Jiang Cisui steadied his posture, stepped on the formation wall for leverage, and charged toward Xu Mu once again.

However, Xu Mu had already gathered a small flame, condensing all of his remaining Qi into it this time.

He opened his hand, and the marble-sized fireball slowly fell to the ground.

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