Soaring of Galaxia

For this battle, Qin Wushuang was determined to win. Regardless of how the Fourth Divinity Chief wanted to win over him with his imposing manner, in the eyes of Qin Wushuang, it was pointless.

With Bao Bao on the left and the Purple Flame Electric Beast on the right, Qin Wushuang walked onto the stage with a neither slow nor fast speed. Standing on the high stage, the Fourth Divinity Chief jeered: "Young Master Wushuang, if your left and right arm is coming to battle, we don’t need to fight."

This Fourth Divinity Chief had voiced one condition after another as he only intended to have Qin Wushuang fight him alone. He had heard about the battle between Qin Wushuang and Zuo Tianci’s first disciple, Hong Yinchuan. That battle was not that long ago. At that time, although Qin Wushuang’s power was shocking, it did not make the Perfect Stage feel threatened.

Thus, he had reasons to believe that without the Graceful Spiritual Bow, and the aid of the two spiritual beasts, Qin Wushuang would barely have the qualifications to be his opponent!

How could Qin Wushuang not notice the schemes of the Fourth Divinity Chief, giving a light smile, he said: "Fourth Divinity Chief, despite being a grandmaster, you fear wolves ahead and tigers from behind. If you knew this, why did you bother to challenge me? Since you are so doubtful, I should make you feel at ease. My two friends will not join the battle. Don’t worry."

Hearing Qin Wushuang’s words, the Fourth Divinity Chief laughed: "Alright, in that case, I will fight to the end with this battle."

After Qin Wushuang had walked up onto the stage, he said to Bao Bao and the Purple Flame Electric Beast: "You two will create a defensive line beneath the stage to prevent anyone from interfering in the battle between me and the Fourth Divinity Chief."

A trace of mockery appeared on the corner of the Fourth Divinity Chief’s mouth. He felt that Qin Wushuang was vaguely, instructing them to come to his help in a moment of crisis.

Still with a light expression, of course, Qin Wushuang did not care about the Fourth Divinity Chief’s thoughts. Instead, he said calmly: "Fourth Divinity Chief, I wonder what you want to compete on? Would it be a duel with weapons or fists?"

The Fourth Divinity Chief twitched his mouth: "Competing with fists will not reveal our true skills. We will fight with weapons. Only by competing with weapons will it reveal the difference."

Qin Wushuang nodded: "Sure, let’s compete with weapons."

After he had finished speaking, he extended his hands and he pulled out that ancestral giant spear into his hands. While the Fourth Divinity Chief had been holding his sword all this time, one only saw him opening and closing his hands as the long sword split into two. Now, he had a sword in each hand.

Pointing the spear to the ground, Qin Wushuang closed his eyes slightly as if he was unconcerned with the enemy before him. Regardless of any movements made by the Fourth Divinity Chief, he did not even frown. It was as if in an instant, he had merged with the sky and earth to become one.

An aura gradually formed around him and the spear. It seemed that a unique little world has formed around him that the enemy could not even find a crack to penetrate.

"Fourth Divinity Chief..." Qin Wushuang slowly spoke, "A guest shall follow the host, how about you make the first move?"

The Fourth Divinity Chief laughed proudly: "I am the senior, of course I shall not take the first step from a junior. You can go first."

Without frowning, Qin Wushuang face changed lightly: "Where did Senior or Junior come from, the capable one is always expected to go second in a martial arts duel. If you let me go first, I am afraid that you will regret it."

"Regret?" Fourth Divinity Chief laughed, "If you can make me regret it, then it would be the same as broadening my horizons. I will submit to the regret."

Abruptly, Qin Wushuang’s eyelids shook as rays of lights flashed from his eyes. As if lightning was shooting from his eyes, he spoke with a cold tone: "This way, you are not planning to make the first move?"

"Since I said you can make the first move, I will keep my word." The Fourth Divinity Chief said with a determined tone.

Qin Wushuang nodded slowly: "In that case, I shall not hold back, Fourth Divinity Chief."

Before the sound of his voice had faded, suddenly, a cold light flashed from the spearhead as if an icy lamp had been lit. Initially, this light was only dim. Yet, it immediately expanded as it was urged by the spiritual Qi. Forming a giant ray of light, it wrapped the tip of the spearhead.

In that instant, as if Qin Wushuang was manipulating a ferocious blue dragon, he aimed the spearhead and shouted lightly: "Go!"

Simple and unadorned, the spear shot out.

Only, the appearance of this ordinary spear attack was a great art concealing itself. As soon as the first spear move went out, countless varied moves followed immediately after.

The moment this spear had shot out and before making its way to the Fourth Divinity Chief, the light wrapped on the spearhead exploded, as if from a giant icy ball. Instantly, like arrow let loose from the bow, ten thousand Spiritual Qi attacks, shot toward the body of the Fourth Divinity Chief like arrows.

In this move, from ordinary to flourishing, the interchangeable speed was unexpected to one.

Holding both swords in hand, the Fourth Divinity Chief waved the swords and turned into a cross to spin in the air. It manifested into a ring of defense to protect all of his body, while he dashed forward.

Initially, Qin Wushuang had not planned to use those Spiritual Qi attacks to injure the enemy. Rolling his body and the spear into a line, he swung his arms.

Brush, brush, brush...

Uninterrupted, in the blink of an eye, he had sent out a dozen spear moves as fast as the lightning. Each time, the spear move was faster than the previous one while he stabbed at the Fourth Divinity Chief continuously.

The power of each spear was fast and direct. Disappearing into the void and creating a spiritual spiral, it appeared as if the sky was being torn by the moves.

Holding both swords in hand, the Fourth Divinity Chief’s face turned into a look of caution. How could he lower his guard when facing such grand spear attacks?

He twirled his body rapidly and moved both of his swords. Instead of confronting with Qin Wushuang’s spear head on, he sent a few slicing attacks from the side, as he intended to attack at the zone that Wushuang could not defend.

Only, before his swords had left its sheath, the faster Qin Wushuang moved his spear. One after another, he kept stabbing at him. For a moment, the dancing sunlight filled the sky as Qin Wushuang locked down all the little areas. One could not tell whether the blooming of these spear lights were attack moves, or defense.

Everyone, including the Head Divinity Chief who was watching beneath the stage was stirred inwardly, and dazed.

Especially that Second Divinity Chief who had watched how Qin Wushuang dealt with Hong Yinchuan, Zuo Tianci’s disciple, outside the eastern city gate at the Great Luo imperial capital. At that time, they felt that at most, this Qin Wushuang was at the peak state of the Advanced Stage. In less than a few months, how did his strength increase this rapidly?

Clearly, this display of technique and level was at the Perfect Stage!

"Head Divinity Chief... This Qin Wushuang..." The Second Divinity Chief could not suppress the shock within his heart as he could not help but gasp.

The Head Divinity Chief also revealed a solemn expression: "Second, there are only two possibilities. First of all, he hid his strength outside the eastern gate. Secondly, he has undergone a tremendous leap in strength in the past few months!"

"However, Head Divinity Chief, this Qin Wushuang is only twenty-years old this year, right?" The Second Divinity Chief was extremely speechless.

"The initial steps of each genius is grand. This Qin Wushuang is a rare talent in the human countries. Did you see his spear?"

"That spear..." Suddenly, a trace of surprise flashed across the eyes of the Second Divinity Chief, "Head Chief, there was no news about him using a spear."

"Yes, he uses a whip and sword. But we never heard of him using a spear. Yet, does he seem like a beginner at using the spear?"

"I feel that he seems to have used the spear a few dozen of years already, with his maturity and proficiency." The Second Divinity Chief sighed, "Could it truly be that those who are capable, can do anything? Ever since this Qin Wushuang had become famous, he seemed to be used to continuously giving people surprises. I wonder how many secrets this guy is carrying."

The Head Divinity Chief sighed solemnly: "The only thing we can do is to wait and see."

Since the Head Divinity Chief had said it this way, of course the others remained silent as they watched Qin Wushuang’s current performance. Even if they were doubtful of him earlier, they were completely convinced after watching his methods.

Like countless devastating vipers, rays of spear lights kept shooting at the Fourth Divinity Chief one after another. It’s furious and tyrannical moves did not give the Fourth Divinity Chief a single moment to counterattack.

This was Qin Wushuang’s promise from earlier!

"Since you wanted to pretend to be generous, and let me attack first, I will let you regret it from beginning to end. I will consider myself useless if I let you make even one counterattack!"

With this thought in his head, the spear moves kept piercing out along with his thoughts. Now, like all streams flowing into one river, the ideas in Qin Wushuang’s head kept surging. All the martial arts experiences and creativity from his previous world and the current one had turned into a variety of ideas as he continuously unleashed them like the flowing cloud and streaming water.

To put it precisely, a move was not something that remained unchanged!

However, such formless moves appeared more like the concealing arts of a grandmaster. It could be treated casually as if one could just splash the ink and draw a poetic, yet meaningful art with a brush.

A formless move would win over than anything!

Currently, the creativity in Qin Wushuang’s mind had been conceived from the artistic Lone Nine Sword. Although a sword is a sword, and a spear is a spear, Qin Wushuang had completely broken the wall between the two different weapons, as he merged it with the artistic conception.

As soon as the spear momentum had formed, indeed, the Fourth Divinity Chief was endlessly crying with bitterness inwardly. He should have never ever bluffed and let Qin Wushuang have the first move.

As soon as he lost the first move, he was suppressed from all directions and did not even have a moment to breath. He only had one choice. That was to keep stepping back and defending his life.

Each time he tried to seize a chance to counterattack, Qin Wushuang would attack with an even more fierce and swift spear attack. Thus, he had become even more flustered!

"I cannot step back anymore, no more." From within the mind of the Fourth Divinity Chief, an unyielding voice emerged.

Under the eyes of everyone, he had bluffed earlier. If he let Qin Wushuang continue to attack, how could he keep his face? All the previous arrogance and bluffs would be thrown back into his face, making him ja laughingstock.

When he thought there, a wave of anger surged up from the heart of the Fourth Divinity Chief. It instantly ignited his aura to its peak. He made his mind, he must fight back!

At the same his body was retreating, he suddenly lowered his body and a gush of mist flew out. Then, he dived into the ground.

"Underground technique?" Qin Wushuang gave a cold sneer. Perhaps, he would be surprised if he was seeing this technique for the first time. But now, this underground technique would not surprise him! In fact, it was an insignificant skill!