Mystical Dominator of the Nine Heavens

Chapter 42: Kill Three Enemies, Battling Vast-Gate Dojo

“Your aura is not too bad, but your Mystical Power is very weak. You don’t deserve to be my opponent.” Xu Yang said peacefully. He opened one of his hands and slowly extended his palm in front of him.

A strong attraction force appeared, and the green wind blades were all attracted to Xu Yang’s right palm as there was a small black hole hidden in his hand. Xu Yang did not step backward, nor reveal any emotions, no matter how many blades there were.

The Edge-Breaking Thousand Blades attack soon dissipated. The slender Mystical Warrior, Monkey, was horrified when he saw the placid Xu Yang with his extended palm.

“That’s weird. What treasure have you hidden? How can you receive my strongest technique without any injury?” Monkey carefully stepped backward and yelled at him. Any Mystical Warrior would not stay calm when his strongest technique was received by a junior easily.

Xu Yang smiled with a hint of sarcasm. These kinds of people would act rampantly when they were the stronger ones, but they would immediately collapse when they meet a powerful opponent.

The state of mind had a great influence on the combat power of a Mystical Cultivator. For example, Xu Yang could kill a Mystical Warrior when he was in the Mystical Learner stage when facing Hong Xi even though he was seriously injured. However, the slender Monkey had an unstable state of mind which made him unable to use even half of his powers.

“Be careful, Monkey!” The slender Monkey realized that the teenager with a cold face had dashed toward him and was right in front of him when he heard Old Huo’s warning. The teenager then extended his palm.

The slender Mystical Warrior felt an uncomfortable pressure on his chest from the impact of the billowing wind before the palm had even reached its target. It was then followed by a gust of hot wind, and it scorched his hair and skin like they were being burnt. The slender Mystical Warrior stepped back unconsciously but it was too late. Xu Yang’s right palm with a rich Fire Mystical Power had landed on the slender Monkey’s chest.

The slender Mystical Warrior seemed to have been bulldozed by a giant elephant. The powerful strength of two hundred juns which was equal to three tonnes had crushed his rib cage and turned his organs into a bloody meat paste. Dark-red blood gushed from his eyes, ears and nose. Blood, mixed with chunks of his internal organs, was spewing wildly from his mouth. From the looks of it, he was as good as dead.

“I didn’t control my force well…” Xu Yang shook his head when he realized that he had created such a bloody and gruesome scene in a single blow.

The two other Mystical Warriors, Old Huo and Tiger Head, looked at each other in horror. In their eyes, Xu Yang was not a junior who had just reached the Mystical Warrior stage but a savage beast.

“He… he is a Fire-Extreme Mystical Warrior,” The Mystical Warrior nicknamed Tiger stammered. “Huo… Brother Huo, we have to run. He… he shouldn’t be able to chase after us!”

Tiger turned tails and fled without caring about his reputation. He was a Fire-Extreme Mystical Warrior. He thought that he would be able to run away even if he was unable to contend with Xu Yang.

“Damn it, Tiger, how can you run without waiting for me!” Old Huo finally came to his senses. He turned around and followed Tiger’s lead. However, he stopped when he was about to leave, a dumbfounded look on his face.

The reason was because what happened next was way beyond his imagination.

The orc-like teenager had overtaken him and was rushing toward Tiger like a swift cheetah. His speed was way faster than Monkey’s who had the fastest speed among the three Mystical Warriors.

A bang sounded and Xu Yang’s right palm made contact with Tiger’s back. He controlled his force this time and the gruesome scene from before did not repeat itself. However, Tiger’s eyes lost all focus after he received the hit. Then, blood gushed from his mouth, as he staggered and fell onto the ground.

“Who… Who are you? Are you a human or a ghost?” Old Huo took two steps backward and asked, completely overtaken by fear.

“I’m Xu Yang. The one you want to kill.” Xu Yang looked at Old Huo, who was scared out of his wits, and said indifferently, “I’m here now. Come and kill me.”

“Don’t… Don’t come near me!” Old Huo stepped back in horror and shouted loudly, “Tortoise Shield!”

A Mystical Power came out of Old Huo’s body and condensed into a huge dark-yellow shield in front of him with runes flashing on it.

“Earth-Extreme Mystical Warrior. I wonder what your defensive ability is like.”

With the physical strength of a Mystical Master, his punch penetrated Old Huo’s Tortoise Shield without any hesitation.

Old Huo’s strong body leaned forward and he fell onto the ground. A flash of regret fleeted across his eyes in an instant. He probably would not have died if he did not take part in the mission to assassinate Xu Yang.

It was no use crying over spilt milk. Xu Yang’s punch had crushed his heart. No one could save him now.

Xu Yang took a deep breath and activated the Guidance Method standing in front of the corpses of the three Mystical Warriors. The Mystical Suppressing Pagoda in the center of the eight Mystical Cores shook slightly in his Star Ocean.

Several grey streams were drawn from the three Mystical Warriors’ corpses and rapidly diffused into Xu Yang’s body. At the same time, the three bodies began to decay swiftly and finally there were only three skeletons that had been dried up. They turned into ashes as the winter wind blew.

Xu Yang felt that he was full of energy. He stabilized his cultivation as a Primary Mystical Warrior with the essence of life of the three Mystical Warriors.

“The Mystical Suppressing Pagoda really has the function of draining Mystical Cultivators’ life energy to accelerate the speed of cultivation.” Xu Yang had complex feelings when he re-verified the pagoda’s function. It was great to advance faster but it was evil to draw life energy from corpses. He did not know whether there would be consequences for doing such a thing. He felt that the act itself was a taboo.

‘I must stabilize my mind and not kill if it is not necessary. I will really become a devil if I kill people only for the corpse’s energy.’ Xu Yang thought to himself. ‘Moreover, I must not let anyone find out about this. Otherwise, I may be treated as a devil and be wanted by all of the Mystical Cultivators in the Mystical Continent.’

Chubby Ball jumped onto Xu Yang’s shoulder and lay down after the battle. It was hugging a big piece of roe deer meat with its two front paws and nibbling at it joyfully.

The warm little chubby ball nuzzled Xu Yang’s ear with its dirty fluffy ears. Xu Yang smiled and stroked its head. After that, he strode toward Lin Yuan City.

‘The three people deserved to die. However, they were only following instructions. The man behind them who issued the order deserves to die even more.’ Xu Yang’s eyes flashed with a gleam of frost when he thought of the behavior of Vast-Gate Dojo.

Northern Lin Yuan City.

A huge ring with an area of hundreds of feet were surrounded by the residents in anticipation of something that was about to commence.

“This is the duel between the two largest dojos in Lin Yuan City. We won’t have a second chance to witness this if we miss the opportunity!”

“I wonder who will win. Vast-Gate Dojo or Fire-Cloud Dojo?”

“I think Vast-Gate Dojo will win. The head of Vast-Gate Dojo, Master Qi Liancheng, reached the Pinnacle Mystical Master stage ten years ago. He might have even advanced as a Mystical Lord. The head of Fire-Cloud Dojo, Master Yang Muyun, has just reached the Advanced Mystical Master stage He would not be able to contend with Master Qi.” An excited old man holding a teapot was dancing with excitement as if he was the one who was going to fight in the ring.

“Not necessarily. It is said that Fire-Cloud Dojo has requested to conduct the duel in a best two out of three conditions. Master Qi Liancheng may be able to win one round, but the results of the other two rounds are unpredictable.” Someone retorted.

Qi Liancheng, who was sitting on the northern side of the ring, appeared to be as steady as a rock at that moment. In actual fact, however, his slightly pale joints revealed his restlessness.

Yang Muyun, the fat man, had casually agreed to the duel after they proposed the challenge. However, he requested that it be conducted on a best-two-out-of-three condition.

He did not know what sort of bribe Fire-Cloud Dojo had sent to the governor’s manor as the lord of Lin Yuan City, Li Boyan, had agreed with the request. He also stated, “It is fair for one party to propose the challenge and the other party to set the rules.”

As a result, a lot of variables had appeared in the duel that would have been a sure win for Vast-Gate Dojo initially.