Invincible Divine Sword

Chapter 141: is a Weakling

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“I didn’t expect Hu Xiangqian to actually have the Ancient Berserk Beast Bloodline!” Xie Hong was also pleasantly surprised.

Ancient bloodlines were just as rare.

While Tiandou Academy was not short of talents, geniuses with ancient bloodlines were still very scarce; recruiting one this time was truly an unexpected joy.

However, Xie Hong furrowed his brows as he looked towards Yang Xiaotian, who was facing Hu Xiangqian. Since Hu Xiangqian possessed the Ancient Berserk Beast Bloodline, Yang Xiaotian was likely to lose!

Then, wouldn’t Xiaotian be unable to even make it into the top hundred?

The other higher-ups of Tiandou Academy thought of this issue as well.

The Second Elder, Zhu Chenhui, shook his head and said, “It seems Xiaotian will not pass the recruitment assessment of Tiandou Academy this time. What a pity.”

The Great Elder, Zhong Yun, who believed that Xiaotian’s strength relied solely on consuming pills, commented, “There’s nothing to pity, it’s just survival of the fittest.”

He had always disliked disciples who improved their strength solely by consuming pills.

Ancient Berserk Beast Bloodline, huh? Yang Xiaotian watched Hu Xiangqian with a calm expression on his face.

He didn’t rush to make a move, letting his opponent activate all the power of his Ancient Berserk Beast Bloodline.

When Hu Xiangqian fully activated the power of the Ancient Berserk Beast Bloodline within his body, a wild aura from the Ancient Fierce Beast stirred Heaven and Earth.

A hurricane formed around Hu Xiangqian’s body.

Seeing this, the surrounding spectators couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration at the strength of the Berserk Beast Bloodline.

“Yang Xiaotian, take this punch from me!” Suddenly, Hu Xiangqian charged towards Xiaotian like a rampaging beast, throwing a punch straight at Xiaotian’s chest.

Terrifying fist waves roared.

There were faint sounds of numerous Fierce Beasts howling in rage.

“Get off the stage!” Hu Xiangqian’s eyes were fierce; in the blink of an eye, his punch had already reached right in front of Yang Xiaotian.

Watching the tall and imposing Hu Xiangqian hammering down towards Xiaotian with an all-destructive force, many of the female disciples even turned their heads away, unable to bear the sight of Xiaotian being turned into a pulp.

Boom!

Hu Xiangqian’s punch struck Yang Xiaotian squarely in the chest.

A loud noise echoed across the plaza.

Just when everyone thought that Xiaotian would be blasted off the stage by Hu Xiangqian’s punch, suddenly, Hu Xiangqian’s complexion changed drastically, because when his punch landed on Xiaotian’s chest, it felt as though he had struck the hardest adamantine barrier in history.

pain!

That was his first sensation in his fingers.

At the same time, a terrifying force reverberated back from Xiaotian’s chest.

That force was stronger than anything he had ever encountered.

Under everyone’s gaze, Hu Xiangqian was seen being forced to step back repeatedly by this terrifying force; he tried to control his stance, but he couldn’t.

With almost every few steps he took backward, he spat out blood, retreating to the edge of the stage. When Hu Xiangqian finally stopped, his chest was already dyed red with fresh blood.

Hu Xiangqian looked at his painfully throbbing fist, which now hung like a limp chicken claw, gazing at Xiaotian in shock and panic: ‘You, you!”

As for what you, he never got to finish.

“What?!” Xie Hong, Zhong Yun, and the others were equally startled, rising to their feet and looking towards Arena Seven with wide eyes in astonishment.

Zhang He was simply dumbfounded.

While the scene was enveloped in disbelief, Xiaotian dusted off his chest, which actually had no dust, and then approached Hu Xiangqian, “Ancient Berserk Beast Bloodline? More like a Weakling Technique.”

Weakling Technique!

There was a disciple in the crowd who, unable to hold back, burst out laughing so hard they spat on their master.

On the main stand, Zhong Yun heard this, opened his mouth to speak but ended up silent.

Watching Xiaotian approach, Hu Xiangqian wanted to retreat in terror, only to realize there was nowhere left to go as he was already at the edge of the stage.

“Xiaotian, what body cultivation technique are you practicing?” Hu Xiangqian asked in shock and anger.

“Weakling Technique,” Yang Xiaotian said.

Weakling Technique!

In the crowd, that disciple nearly spat out his drink again with a “puh” sound.

Hu Xiangqian’s face turned crimson with rage; humiliated and furious, he threw a punch at Yang Xiaotian with his other hand, “Yang Xiaotian, I’m going to blast you to death!”

That punch harnessed all the strength from his Ancient Berserk Beast Bloodline, and all of his True Yuan.

However, instead of aiming at Yang Xiaotian’s chest, he targeted Yang Xiaotian’s throat.

The throat was the weakest in defense, and he refused to believe that Yang Xiaotian could train his throat to be as indestructible as diamond.

But as soon as he threw the punch, Yang Xiaotian countered with a punch of his own.

Their fists collided.

A crisp sound of breaking bone echoed.

With a look of horror on his face, Hu Xiangqian took another punch from Yang Xiaotian, this time in the stomach.

Bang!

Standing at the edge of the stage, Hu Xiangqian was sent flying like a punching bag by Yang Xiaotian’s blow, soaring high before crashing down on the edge of the square.

The ground trembled.

Hu Xiangqian lay there, motionless.

Everyone watched in stunned silence.

Had it ended just like this?

Originally, everyone thought that Hu Xiangqian, who had activated the Ancient Berserk Beast Bloodline, could at least exchange a few blows, maybe ten or eight strikes, with Yang Xiaotian—however, he was so promptly dealt with by Yang Xiaotian.

In the midst of shock, students from the Profound Ice Academy hurriedly came forward to lift Hu Xiangqian, but when they did, they discovered his crotch was wet!

All faces took on a peculiar expression.

The face of the Profound Ice Academy’s Dean Zhang He twitched.

He had just mocked Yang Xiaotian a moment ago, saying Guo Wei would beat him so badly he’d wet himself.

Yang Xiaotian was definitely doing it on purpose; he was slapping him in the face.

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Just then, another thunderous sound resonated, as Chen Hailin was viciously punched off the stage by Guo Wei.

Chen Hailin lay there, exhaling more than inhaling.

At that moment, Guo Wei provocatively looked over at Yang Xiaotian, and their eyes met.

After the referee announced Yang Xiaotian’s victory, Yang Xiaotian approached Chen Hailin of Thunder Academy. Seeing Chen Hailin’s ashen face and faint breaths, Yang Xiaotian’s expression darkened, and he produced a supreme Endless Life Pill, urging Chen Hailin to swallow it.

After a tough struggle, the other students on the various stages also concluded their first round of matches.

Then came the second round.

In this round, Yang Xiaotian drew Xiao Fei from the Tiandou Imperial Family.

Xiao Fei was Xiao Yong’s cousin.

This Xiao Fei was very strong and talented; among the disciples of the Tiandou Imperial Family participating in the competition, he was only second to Xiao Yong in strength and talent, and among all the competing disciples, he was aclmowledged as having the seventh-ranked power.

Upon seeing that his second match was against Yang Xiaotian, Xiao Fei frowned.

Seeing Xiao Fei’s expression, Xiao Yong said, “Yang Xiaotian merely relies on a slightly stronger physique. That fool Hu Xiangqian stubbornly chose to compete in physical strength, which led to his defeat. Your Tyrant Dragon Art combined with the Tyrant Dragon Saber Technique is suited for long-range attacks. Yang Xiaotian is sure to lose to you!”

Xiao Fei nodded and then stepped up to the stage.

The upper echelons of Tiandou Academy were surprised to see Xiao Fei facing Yang Xiaotian in the second round.

“I didn’t expect this match to be between Xiao Fei and Yang Xiaotian. What do you all think?” Xie Hong asked with a smile.

The Great Elder Zhong Yun said, “Xiao Fei possesses top-seven strength. He consumed Dragon Liquid at a young age and has cultivated the Tyrant Dragon Art to the seventh level. His Supreme Divine Power, the Tyrant Dragon Saber Technique, has even reached the Perfection Realm. How could Yang Xiaotian possibly be his match..”