Chapter Sixty-Four: Wu Jingtian VS Fuxin

With the supervisor of the Prison Beast Hall announcing the match-ups for the grand tournament's extra bouts between the Kun Kingdom and the Shadow Fiend Clan, Wu Jingtian, representing the Kun Kingdom, took the lead and stepped onto the combat stage.

Representing the Shadow Fiend Clan was Fuxin of the Form and Shadow Family. Regarding this extra round of the grand tournament, Fuxin desperately wanted to fight Wushu. Although there was no blood feud between them, Fuxin harbored a deep loathing for Wushu. A mere human, regardless of your strength, daring to act so presumptively in front of the Fiend Clan simply deserved death. Alas, Feiyu had decided to personally handle Wushu. Compared to Feiyu's strength, Fuxin knew he fell short, so he could only settle for second best—seizing this opportunity in the extra matches to humiliate the direct descendants of the Eight Great Families in full view of all humans.

Fuxin felt zero pressure regarding the upcoming battle against Wu Jingtian. He walked toward the combat stage with a nonchalant air, his eyes sweeping across the spectator stands with an intensely provocative gaze. His entire demeanor conveyed that, in his eyes, everyone—including Wu Jingtian—was absolute trash.

Upon stepping onto the combat stage, Fuxin twisted his neck before finally looking straight at Wu Jingtian, who was holding a sharp sword in his arms. "Human, judging by your moves, you use the Vast Ocean Swordsmanship. If I guessed correctly, you are a disciple of the Vast Ocean Sect. To have entered a third-rate sect like the Vast Ocean Sect coming from a tiny Kun Kingdom, you can barely be considered worthy of my attention."

Compared to Fuxin's disdain, Wu Jingtian remained entirely calm. "If you're scared, crawling off the stage now is still an option."

*If you're scared, crawling off the stage now is still an option.*

Those words rang out like thunder, instantly igniting the emotions of the humans gathered around the combat stage, and the spectator stands erupted in a sudden uproar. No matter how Fuxin thought about it, he never imagined that anyone among the younger generation of this tiny Kun Kingdom would dare speak to him in such a manner.

Thinking of a world where strength was supreme, Fuxin couldn't help but laugh aloud. Admittedly, he had spoken a bit too much today, but none of that mattered. Next, he would make Wu Jingtian experience despair bit by bit. Looking up toward the sky with a laugh, Fuxin said with icy malice, "Since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish."

Following Fuxin's cold sneer, Wu Jingtian's brows furrowed tightly. A powerful wave of pressure rapidly spread outward with Fuxin at its center. Just by feeling the oppressive weight of this aura, Wu Jingtian knew that in terms of Earth Energy cultivation, Fuxin had already reached the mid-stage of the Opening Horizon Realm.

After lifting his own seals, Fuxin's strength was truly formidable. Comparatively speaking, if Wu Jingtian hadn't encountered fortuitous encounters over the years, even while cultivating in the Vast Ocean Sect, his Earth Energy cultivation would have at best reached the early-stage of the Opening Horizon Realm. He also knew deeply that in this tournament, as far as individual combat power was concerned, he was the strongest among the direct descendants of the Eight Great Families. He could not afford to lose this battle; otherwise, there would be zero hope of winning the grand tournament overall.

Daring not to hold anything back, Wu Jingtian likewise circulated the Earth Energy within his body and released his own aura. "Talking big so much, aren't you afraid of biting your tongue?"

In terms of Earth Energy cultivation, Wu Jingtian also possessed the strength of the mid-stage of the Opening Horizon Realm. This caused Fuxin's expression to turn even frostier, as he had intended to use the difference in realm to crush Wu Jingtian and the human spectators.

With the release of both parties' Earth Energy, the combat stage reached a hair-trigger state of tension.

Irritated in his heart, Fuxin made the first move, rapidly closing in on Wu Jingtian and striking out with his palm.

"Form and Shadow Soul-Binding Hand!"

Wu Jingtian had heard of Fuxin's attacking methods before. Back in the Giant Elephant Mountain Range, quite a few outstanding youths of the Kun Kingdom had been defeated by this very Form and Shadow Soul-Binding Hand.

This Form and Shadow Soul-Binding Hand was extremely bizarre. Even if the opponent managed to use secret techniques to shatter the black palm print unleashed by Fuxin, anyone who took the hit would feel as though their soul had been stolen, leaving their body entirely beyond their own control.

Knowing how bizarre and treacherous this palm technique was, Wu Jingtian naturally refused to take it head-on.

"First Form of Vast Ocean Swordsmanship: A Thousand Layer Waves with a Single Sword!"

Before the eyes of the crowd, Wu Jingtian slashed out with a single sword, and the soul-binding palm launched by Fuxin was instantly chopped into oblivion without a trace.

That A Thousand Layer Waves with a Single Sword truly lived up to its reputation. When the sword Qi collided with the black palm print, the initial strand of sword Qi split into countless tiny sword-qi blades, directly tearing the black palm print to shreds until it vanished completely.

Facing Wu Jingtian's sword strike, Fuxin had no choice but to step back.

After this initial exchange, Wu Jingtian also sensed the eerie nature of Fuxin's Form and Shadow Soul-Binding Hand. Frowning slightly, he thought to himself, *If my guess is right, this Form and Shadow Soul-Binding Hand doesn't just attack the physical body; it targets a person's soul as well. The methods of the Fiend Clan are truly insidious.*

"Vast Ocean Swordsmanship? In that case, you must be a direct personal disciple of the Vast Ocean Sect." The Form and Shadow Soul-Binding Hand, which had always worked wonders against the younger generation of the Kun Kingdom, failed to cause much of an impact on Wu Jingtian this time. Acknowledging Wu Jingtian's strength, Fuxin remarked, "I never expected to encounter someone who could actually fight in this tiny Kun Kingdom."

Without fully figuring out Fuxin's attacking methods, Wu Jingtian dared not strike rashly. He merely replied calmly, "You talk too much!"

Fuxin was furious. When releasing his Earth Energy, he had wanted to crush Wu Jingtian and the other humans with his superior cultivation, only to find that Wu Jingtian's Earth Energy was no weaker than his own. And when he made his move, intending to finish Wu Jingtian off with the Form and Shadow Soul-Binding Hand, he never expected Wu Jingtian to possess the Vast Ocean Swordsmanship as well.

No matter how angry he felt inside, Fuxin knew that if he didn't display overwhelming strength to flatten Wu Jingtian today, even if he eventually won, his heart would remain extremely unsatisfied.

Moving again, the bloodline power within Fuxin surged, and the phantom of a three-headed wolf instantly materialized behind him.

Seeing the three-headed wolf phantom, Wu Jingtian didn't forget to mock him, "Resorting to the Fierce Wolf Legend bloodline so soon? People of the Form and Shadow Family are truly disappointing."

Of course, joking was joking, but Wu Jingtian wouldn't dare make a mockery of his own life.

The potency of the Fierce Wolf Legend bloodline was universally acknowledged by humans. Under the enhancement of this bloodline, even if Fuxin relied solely on the Form and Shadow Soul-Binding Hand, he would still become a terrifyingly troublesome opponent.

"Green Wood Sword Body bloodline, activate!"

As Wu Jingtian activated his Green Wood Sword Body bloodline, the phantom of a green wood sword radiating immense vitality appeared behind him. At the same time, Wu Jingtian said in a deep voice, "Second Form of Vast Ocean Swordsmanship: Suppressing the Eight Directions with a Single Sword!"

Fuxin, having utilized his bloodline power, was originally terrifyingly fast. However, the moment Wu Jingtian unleashed the second form of his swordsmanship, Fuxin felt as though a formless mountain had been pressed down upon him.

"First Form of Vast Ocean Swordsmanship: A Thousand Layer Waves with a Single Sword!"

Without a moment's hesitation after executing the second form, Wu Jingtian immediately unleashed the first form as well. Fuxin knew that if he failed to break free from the pressure of Wu Jingtian's sword Qi instantly, he would be forced to take this incoming sword strike head-on—the A Thousand Layer Waves with a Single Sword.

"Fierce Wolf Secret Technique: Moon Rise."

Triggering his secret technique, a crescent moon instantly flashed within Fuxin's eyes, and his physique grew significantly bulkier in an instant, causing his physical strength to multiply manifold.

Fuxin stomped forward, thrusting a palm toward the incoming sword Qi while roaring furiously, "Greater Form and Shadow Palm!"

*Boom!* With a deafening crash, the sword Qi collided with the tremendously powerful palm print, kicking up a terrifying gale of fierce winds. Despite the sheer intensity of the clash, neither Wu Jingtian nor Fuxin retreated even half a step.

Clenching his fists tightly, Fuxin knew very well that without engaging in a grueling war of attrition through close combat, it would be difficult for two opponents of such matched strength to determine a winner anytime soon. For the first time, viewing Wu Jingtian's strength with absolute seriousness from the bottom of his heart, Fuxin said darkly, "Wu Jingtian, do you dare engage in close-quarters hand-to-hand combat?"

Hand-to-hand combat? When it came to melee fighting, Wu Jingtian, possessing the Green Wood Sword Body, was not afraid at all. However, fighting Fuxin here was supposed to be a grand tournament between the human and fiend races. As a sword cultivator capable of defeating opponents with a sword, why must he resort to brawling?

Wu Jingtian retorted, "If you want to fight, then fight. Cut the crap."

In a deadlock where no winner had been decided, the rules of the grand tournament placed no restrictions on how a contestant should fight. Naturally, if an opponent resorted to despicable tactics like covertly using deadly poisons, they would still be despised by both sides. Since it was an open and honorable grand tournament, resorting to such underhanded methods would only make a laughingstock of their own side.

Yet in front of the people from the weak Kun Kingdom, from the start of the match until now, Fuxin seemed to have been entirely on the passive side. Failing to crush his opponent with sheer strength, after talking so much trash, he had truly brought this upon himself.

Suddenly, Fuxin's eyes turned blood-red. No longer able to suppress the fury burning in his chest, he raised his head and roared toward the sky, "Fierce Wolf Secret Technique: Half Moon!"

Enhanced by the Fierce Wolf Secret Technique, the three-headed wolf phantom behind Fuxin grew even more lifelike, and a fourth ghostly head could faintly be seen flickering beside the other three.

"Fierce Wolf Secret Technique: Full Moon!"

As Fuxin pushed the Fierce Wolf Secret Technique to even greater heights, a full four heads sprouted from the wolf phantom behind him. Looking at Fuxin himself, not only did he tower two heads taller than Wu Jingtian, but gray fur had also begun sprouting across his skin.

Inside the battle pavilion of the Fiend Clan, witnessing Fuxin recklessly pushing the Fierce Wolf Secret Technique to its limit, Feiyu muttered darkly, "Damn it, that accursed Fuxin is letting his impatience ruin him."

Using the Full Moon state of the Fierce Wolf Secret Technique rendered Fuxin's physical body immensely powerful, but the price he had to pay was also substantial. In the Full Moon state, Fuxin would be completely incapable of maintaining a clear mind.

Realizing the time was ripe, though he hadn't expected Fuxin to lose his composure to this extent...

Facing Fuxin, who was on the verge of going berserk, Wu Jingtian said in a deep voice, "Two years ago, by a stroke of fortune, I was lucky enough to acquire a fragment of a sword manual. After two years of arduous cultivation, I can be considered to have achieved minor success in it. Today, I shall use you to test my sword."

Giving Fuxin another condescending look, Wu Jingtian didn't forget to further provoke him: "Use whatever tricks you have left! You trash of the Fiend Clan!"

"Wolf Undivorced!"

Provoked thus by Wu Jingtian in plain view of everyone, Fuxin spat out the three words "Wolf Undivorced." The next instant, his towering figure transformed into a blur, charging forward and punching fiercely toward Wu Jingtian.

Seemingly anticipating this, Wu Jingtian consecutively unleashed his sword techniques: "First Form of Vast Ocean Swordsmanship: A Thousand Layer Waves with a Single Sword!" "Second Form of Vast Ocean Swordsmanship: Suppressing the Eight Directions with a Single Sword!"

After executing both major sword techniques, Wu Jingtian rapidly retreated while shouting, "Great Sword Art: Earth-Shattering Style!"