49: Chapter 49 The Art of Cursed Seals!

Sensing a momentary pause in the silk thread attacks, Sikong Qianluo stomped down with the Ascending Immortal Steps of Unrestrained Will. Her figure moved like lightning, appearing before Xing Hun in an instant.

Xing Hun was startled and hurriedly retreated, quickly weaving a web of silk threads to block his front.

Immediately after, he saw Sikong Qianluo throw a punch at the web.

Xing Hun felt a surge of joy.

"Let's see if you take the bait this time."

But in the next moment, after the fist struck the silk web...

The Sea-Absorbing Sacred Heart Curse activated instantly. At the point where the silk threads were hit, the Internal Breath was directly absorbed by Sikong Qianluo and converted into the Internal Energy of the Sacred Heart Art, flowing into her body.

Even the Mental Energy covering it began to fluctuate.

Xing Hun's expression froze, and his attempt to retreat faltered slightly.

Then, a small fist rapidly enlarged in his vision.

Bang!

The fist smashed precisely onto the tip of Xing Hun's nose.

A wave of sharp pain hit him; his nose felt sour, his eyes throbbed, and tears slid down involuntarily.

It hurt way too much!

He stumbled back several steps.

Xing Hun's eyes were misty with tears, and a trail of blood hung beneath his nose.

"..."

The entire venue fell silent for a moment.

No matter how one looked at it, this scene was somewhat comical.

After all, both were considered young experts in the Jianghu.

Such a way of fighting was indeed unexpected.

It was like a children's scuffle,

where one had even punched the other to tears.

Su Rui shook his head helplessly; this was very much in line with that girl's personality.

Mu Liangyue and the other two women covered their mouths and chuckled.

Li Hanyi looked at Qianluo, who had repelled Xing Hun with a single punch, and said:

"Qianluo was too impulsive with that punch!"

"Indeed. If Xing Hun were a bit stronger, Qianluo might have been in danger,"

Yin Luoxia nodded in agreement.

"There is no Luck in combat. Even if they fought a hundred more times, the result wouldn't change."

Su Rui shook his head gently.

"The Sea-Absorbing Sacred Heart Curse inherently counters this Yin-Yang Puppet Technique; it suppresses it at its very root."

"Teacher, did Qianluo just use the Sea-Absorbing Sacred Heart Curse?"

Mu Liangyue looked surprised; she hadn't noticed at all.

"Yes. Just wait and see; I'm afraid this girl Qianluo is going to cause quite a stir this time."

Su Rui's tone carried a hint of helplessness.

But this was exactly Sikong Qianluo's style, and he had never thought of changing her.

After punching Xing Hun back repeatedly, Qianluo stood firm, gripping her silver moon spear, and looked at him.

"Little guy, do you yield?"

At this moment, Xing Hun's face was a mess of tears and nosebleed, looking utterly pathetic.

He wiped under his nose, and seeing the blood on his palm, his expression instantly darkened.

"Don't get too ahead of yourself!"

He released the Internal Breath silk threads once more, and this time, Sikong Qianluo didn't dodge at all.

The moment the silk threads wrapped around her, she activated the Sea-Absorbing Sacred Heart Curse.

Although there wasn't much Mental Energy on the threads, it couldn't withstand the continuous drain.

Xing Hun's face quickly turned pale.

"Take another punch from me!"

Sikong Qianluo suddenly shouted.

Xing Hun's expression changed. He immediately retreated rapidly, waving several Qi Blades in front of him as he went.

But after landing, Xing Hun realized that Qianluo hadn't moved at all. She was standing where she was, laughing heartily with a face full of pride.

She had only shouted as a bluff, but it had scared the little guy into a panicked retreat.

On the platform, Su Rui's expression froze.

This girl, why is she bullying a child again?

However, this Xing Hun indeed needs someone to teach him a good lesson.

Xing Hun raised his sleeve to wipe his nosebleed, leaving a red stain on his elegant blue robe.

Anger surfaced in his eyes, and his voice was low.

"Very well, you've made me angry!"

Clang!

With a flick of his hands, two clearly visible blue Qi Blades condensed, as sharp as real blades.

The surrounding crowd couldn't help but gasp.

This kind of Qi Condensation into blades was already a rare sight.

What was even more shocking was his age.

To have such profound Internal Energy cultivation at such an age.

Although Li Hanyi was one of the strongest in this session,

in terms of talent, perhaps Xing Hun was the true Genius.

Talent, of course, wasn't just about martial arts; it also included character, Heart-Nature, and other aspects.

In this regard, Xing Hun was clearly still lacking.

Su Rui knew this better than anyone, as he was one of those who understood this youth the best.

A furious Xing Hun suddenly charged forward,

wielding his twin blades and aiming straight for Qianluo.

Qianluo didn't retreat but met him head-on, swinging her silver moon spear to parry and counterattack, her Aura not weakening in the slightest.

The two moved back and forth across the field, their figures flickering.

"Prairie Fire Hundred Strikes!"

Qianluo was slightly surprised; this Xing Hun actually had some skill.

Then why did he use those underhanded methods earlier?

The agile Xing Hun took the initiative, launching a fierce assault around Qianluo.

However, when the Prairie Fire Hundred Strikes was unleashed, the continuous shadows of the spear made it difficult for Xing Hun to cope.

But while struggling to respond, a faint smile actually appeared at the corner of Xing Hun's mouth.

Qianluo's eyes narrowed, and her figure suddenly vanished.

Movement Character Secret!

Although she had only mastered a smidgeon of it,

it was already as eerie and unpredictable as teleportation.

Even with the Ascending Immortal Steps of Unrestrained Will, some traces could still be seen,

but once the Movement Character Secret was used, it was as if she had vanished into thin air.

Xing Hun's expression froze, a flash of astonishment in his eyes.

At that moment, a figure like a phantom suddenly appeared where Sikong Qianluo had originally been standing, a strange purple light flickering in its palm.

A cold and evil Aura permeated the air.

However, after the strike missed, the phantom vanished into thin air.

"Curse Seal Technique!"

Su Rui said softly.

While everyone was still wondering what that extremely evil Aura was, Su Rui had already provided the answer.

Hearing his words, although the crowd had doubts, they did not question him.

Su Rui's current strength was enough to be convincing.

Given his status, he naturally wouldn't speak nonsense without cause.

But what exactly was this "Curse Seal Technique"?

"This should be a variant derived from the Daoist Curse Seal Method, with various specific effects.

However, judging by the Aura of the person who just attacked, it might be the Yin-Yang School's Six Souls Fear Curse."

Su Rui explained slowly.

"Six Souls Fear Curse?"

Yin Luoxia showed a curious expression.

The people around them also pricked up their ears.

"Yes, this kind of curse seal is not easy to apply; the opponent likely has other tricks hidden.

However, there's no need to worry too much now. It seems Qianluo is about to get serious."

"Sir, what effect does this curse seal have?"

Mu Liangyue couldn't help but ask.

"This curse hides within the human body and is usually difficult to detect.

Once the Internal Breath and True Qi are mobilized, it will activate instantly. The faster the True Qi circulates, the more severe the consequences."

Everyone's heart tightened upon hearing this.

To think there were such sinister methods.

What was even more surprising was that Su Rui understood it in such detail.

From what he had just said, this curse seal was clearly a secret technique of the Yin-Yang School.

And the Yin-Yang School was far away in the Great Qin, thousands of miles from here.

Yet Su Rui could explain it so clearly; such breadth of knowledge was truly admirable.

On the arena stage, after dodging the strike, Sikong Qianluo's expression also became solemn.

She immediately assumed a combat stance, her surrounding Aura gradually rising.

After his failed strike, Xing Hun also showed a wary expression upon spotting Sikong Qianluo's figure as he turned around.

Sikong Qianluo moved, arriving before Xing Hun in an instant, the silver moon spear in her hand spinning like the wind.

The moment the spear's shadow rotated behind her, Xing Hun's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly condensed Qi Blades to block heavily across his chest.

A flash of cold light suddenly appeared.

Bang!

A loud boom echoed.

Xing Hun was blasted away by a single spear strike, his solid Qi Blades shattering instantly.

He flew backward for over a hundred yards, nearly falling off the arena.

He even bounced once upon hitting the ground.

In the front row of the spectator seats, many people gasped in amazement.

Although this spear strike lacked flashy Moves, it was equally stunning, not at all inferior to the spear technique that resembled fluttering snow from three days ago.

Sikong Changfeng looked extremely proud.

"How about it? Qianluo's Move is good, right? When I sparred with her back then, I suffered a great deal!"

Although he said this, the smile in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

His eyes were filled with love for his daughter.

A total Daughter-complex.

Baili Dongjun didn't bother to respond.

"The Concept of this spear strike is indeed somewhat different from before."

The Prairie Fire Hundred Strikes and the Profound Ice Spear Technique were inherently different in style, one could even say they were polar opposites.

Currently, Sikong Qianluo had not yet realized her own Spear Intent, so there wouldn't be any issues for the time being.

If it really didn't work out, Su Rui could provide some guidance later, or even take back one of the techniques if necessary.

But Su Rui hoped even more that she could find her own path between the two spear techniques.

Just like Li Hanyi.

This was the outcome he most wanted to see.

After landing, Xing Hun spat out a mouthful of blood but still stood up.

Gasps of surprise erupted from the stands.

Blasted so far away, yet he still wouldn't admit defeat?

"I acknowledge your strength. You are the strongest opponent I have encountered among the younger generation!"

Xing Hun spoke slowly.

"Therefore, I'm going to use that ultimate skill I haven't fully mastered yet. You'd better be careful."

Before his voice had even faded, Xing Hun seemed to become a different person.

The True Qi within his body erupted suddenly, like a burning golden flame.

The True Qi around him surged as if it had a life of its own, transforming into strands of dragon-like energy that coiled around his body.

"What is this?"

Li Hanyi's expression changed slightly; she actually felt a hint of threat from that dragon-like energy.

"Soul-Bound Dragon Roam."

Su Rui's expression remained calm.

"This is a product of the Yin-Yang Arts of the Yin-Yang School cultivated to the highest Realm; its power is indeed extraordinary."

He gave a faint evaluation.

"Then will Qianluo be in danger?"

Upon hearing this, Li Hanyi immediately became tense.

It seemed these two girls were quite close.

"Don't worry. That dragon-roaming energy is indeed much stronger than ordinary Cultivation Techniques, but it seems Xing Hun has only recently mastered it."

Su Rui could naturally see that Xing Hun was struggling a bit to perform this Move.

Furthermore, the Aura it emitted was not entirely consistent with his own temperament.

Just like the Way of the Sword, only a realization that truly belongs to oneself is the strongest.

But Xing Hun's Move was clearly modeled after someone else's, a direct copy.

One could only say his talent was good, but in the end, it wasn't something he truly mastered, so naturally, it couldn't exert its true power.

Although the dragon-roaming energy was strong, it posed no threat to Sikong Qianluo at the moment.

Suddenly seeing the cold light glinting on the silver moon spear in Sikong Qianluo's hand, Su Rui's lips moved slightly.

Sikong Qianluo, who was about to unleash the Profound Truth of the Profound Ice Spear Technique, froze for a moment, then showed a hint of embarrassment and playfully stuck out her tongue.

In this situation, is it necessary to use that Move?

Actually, it wasn't necessary.

Hearing her teacher signal her to end the battle quickly, the chill on her spear vanished instantly.