66: Chapter 66 The Return of Ten Thousand Swords, Team Captain

Ji Xuan raised his hand in a virtual grasp, and the Sword of Order slowly condensed and took shape in his palm.

As his Spirit appeared, the spirit rings beneath his feet began to descend in sequence.

Purple, purple...

The team members watching from the edge of the arena, though they had all witnessed Ji Xuan's first and second spirit rings before, still unconsciously held their breath at this moment as they saw this counter-intuitive spirit ring configuration again.

When the third pale black spirit ring slowly descended beneath Ji Xuan's feet, the atmosphere of the entire training ground froze.

"He... his third spirit ring is actually ten thousand years old?!"

Zhang Ping was the first to exclaim, his voice trembling slightly.

Sun Chuantao gasped: "Ten thousand year spirit rings have Soul shocks, how did he, a Spirit Elder, manage to do it?!"

Xu Yu said: "I'm starting to worry about the captain..."

Just as everyone was still immersed in the shock brought by the ten thousand year spirit ring, a fourth, deeper black spirit ring quietly descended beneath Ji Xuan's feet.

The training ground fell into a dead silence.

"Ji Xuan, Spirit Sword of Order, forty-second Rank attack system Spirit Ancestor, please advise!"

Ji Xuan's calm words clearly spread throughout the entire training ground, breaking the silence.

"He is actually a forty-second Rank Spirit Ancestor?!" Shi Yan widened his eyes abruptly, his voice rising a few notches, "How is this possible! Four years ago he was only twenty-third Rank!"

Li Kai swallowed: "Nineteen Ranks in four years? An average of nearly five Ranks per year? What kind of Cultivation speed is this?"

"A twelve-year-old Spirit Ancestor?!" a substitute member said in surprise.

Hu Liena gently covered her red lips with both hands, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief.

She had cultivated diligently for these four years, and only improved from thirty-sixth Rank to forty-seventh Rank.

And Ji Xuan, was he already about to catch up to her?

One must know, the higher the Spirit Master Rank, the slower the Cultivation.

Yet Ji Xuan seemed to have no limits, his Cultivation speed was astonishing.

In the center of the arena, Xie Yue's expression instantly became extremely serious.

Four years ago, there was still a gap of more than ten levels of Soul Power between them, allowing him to maintain a stable Rank advantage.

But now... this gap was already very small!

Xie Yue looked at the two black spirit rings beneath Ji Xuan's feet, his hands gripping his Moon Blades tightening slightly.

This battle, I'm afraid, would be much harder than he imagined.

"Match start!"

As soon as Instructor Zhou Long finished speaking, Ji Xuan tapped his toes on the ground, his body instantly suspended in mid-air, and the fourth spirit ring beneath his feet suddenly lit up.

"Fourth Spirit Ability, Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin."

In an instant, thousands of golden light swords condensed behind Ji Xuan, filling the sky above the entire training ground.

"Damn, the fourth Spirit Ability right from the start?!"

Shi Yan exclaimed immediately, his pupils shrinking involuntarily as he looked at the rain of swords filling the sky.

In the center of the training ground, Xie Yue's expression was grave. He had no flying skills, could not get close at all, and could only passively receive the moves.

This situation of being suppressed from the very beginning made him feel unprecedented pressure.

Just then, Ji Xuan's thoughts moved slightly, and the light swords filling the sky drew strange arcs in the air, completely enveloping Xie Yue.

Ji Xuan did not attack with full force, but controlled the small swords to attack continuously, one after another.

Chi—

...

Chi—

The sound of breaking through the air was endless, and the golden small swords attacked Xie Yue continuously like raindrops.

Xie Yue frantically waved his Moon Blades, and the clanging collision sounds echoed within the spherical sword net.

...

A long while later.

Xie Yue was already drenched in sweat and panting heavily.

A twenty-thousand-year Spirit Ability was extremely powerful for a Spirit Ancestor.

Every time Xie Yue blocked it, his Soul Power and physical strength were consumed rapidly, and his clothes had long been soaked with sweat.

Yet Ji Xuan was still floating in mid-air, calm and composed, as if this duel was nothing more than a stroll in the park for him.

"If you can't hold on, just concede," Ji Xuan said lightly.

If he wanted to, Xie Yue would have already been completely submerged by this endless rain of swords.

This contest had no suspense from the very beginning.

"I... I can still fight!"

Xie Yue gritted his teeth, sweat trickling down his temples, and the Moon Blades in his hands were still stubbornly resisting the onslaught of the light swords.

As the captain of the Spirit Hall Team, how could he concede so easily?

"Third Spirit Ability, Break!"

Soul Power surged, the Moon Blades shone again, and Xie Yue intended to forcibly break through this airtight rain of swords.

Ji Xuan's eyes flickered. He had already advised him kindly; since Xie Yue was unwilling to concede, he could not blame him.

With a thought, in an instant, the trajectories of several golden light swords suddenly changed. They no longer flew around Xie Yue, but instead moved in to strangle him from extremely tricky angles.

Some sped along the ground, some descended from the sky, some came from all sides, completely sealing off Xie Yue's retreat.

In his haste, Xie Yue only had time to protect his vital points. Several "chi, chi" sounds were heard.

Xie Yue's clothes were instantly torn into several gashes, and several deep wounds appeared on his body, blood immediately staining his tattered clothes red.

"Brother! Concede! We concede!"

Hu Liena's exclamation resounded through the training ground, her voice filled with tears.

She could no longer care about anything else, and with a flash, she rushed to the center of the training ground.

Ji Xuan glanced sideways, and with a thought, the light swords filling the sky instantly dissipated into dots of golden light.

Ji Xuan slowly landed back on the ground, and the Sword of Order also disappeared into golden light.

Xie Yue knelt on one knee, his Moon Blades stuck in the ground, supporting his crumbling body.

He was panting violently, and blood kept dripping from his wounds, instantly staining the ground of the training ground red.

At this moment, he was in tatters and covered in blood.

Hu Liena rushed to Xie Yue's side, and seeing those deep wounds, her eyes turned red instantly, her voice trembling: "Brother..."

Just then, Ji Xuan slowly raised his right hand, and a gentle green light condensed in his palm.

Ji Xuan waved his hand, and the green light enveloped Xie Yue.

Xie Yue immediately felt a trace of warm energy circulating in his body, the pain on his body quickly eased, and the fatigue was slowly fading.

The wounds on his body stopped bleeding at a speed visible to the naked eye, and those shallower wounds even began to heal slowly.

Although those deep wounds remained, the injuries had stabilized.

"Damn, isn't Ji Xuan an attack system Spirit Master? How can he also heal?" The people off the field saw this, and their understanding was reordered once again.

But Ji Xuan shook his head slightly, seemingly dissatisfied with this result.

He could feel that his progress in understanding the Power of Order had reached over thirty percent.

The green light just now only contained a trace of the Law of Life, and the healing effect was not very impressive.

It seems that further understanding is needed.

Hu Liena looked at her brother's gradually stabilizing injuries, then looked at Ji Xuan, opened her mouth, and for a moment did not know what to say.

Xie Yue, supported by Hu Liena, slowly stood up, his eyes full of complexity as he looked at Ji Xuan.

The boy who was fighting back and forth with Yan four years ago had now grown to a height that made him feel out of reach.

"I lost," Xie Yue said, his voice a bit weak, "The position of captain is yours."

This time, he conceded sincerely; Ji Xuan had conquered him with absolute strength.

"You're too kind," Ji Xuan nodded slightly.

...

"Shi Yan, you will be a substitute member from now on," Instructor Zhou Long said lightly from the edge of the arena.

"Yes, Instructor," Shi Yan replied calmly, though he was unwilling.