Primordial Cultivator

'What a tough body Han Ming has?'

Yang Wei cursed inwardly when he could still feel the vibration from his sword.

"Heh, why aren't you speaking? Could it be that I hit the mark and that was really the best move you could do?" While Yang Wei was thinking, Han Ming continued to sneer and trash talk.

Yang Wei clenched the hilt of his sword tightly and said, "I was merely thinking about which techniques to hack you down. Be a little patient and stop being a sissy."

Han Ming twitched his mouth slightly at Yang Wei's brazen words. However, since he had promised three moves for Yang Wei and there are still two moves left, he decided to clench his fist as he waited.

After all his pride as a body cultivator is on the line and if he needs to renege his promise on a mere Qi Condensation realm then he is going to become a laughing stock.

Meanwhile, Yang Wei sneaked a glance at Elder Jing who simply nodded slightly.

'Sigh, following Elder Jing's order and completing her task is really not easy at all.' Yang Wei sighed inwardly when Elder Jing wanted him to continue provoking the disciples in the Tyrant Lion Sect.

During the time when Elder Jing called him to her tent, she had already sensed the Tyrant Lion Sect's arrival and she wanted him to specifically test their prowess out.

Thus, Yang Wei dared to talk back against the disciples and started this fight to begin with. Elder Jing wanted more information regarding their sect so Yang Wei had to force them to reveal at least some of their secret techniques.

'Since a normal sword strike didn't even make Han Ming flinch then let's try the second sword strike move.' Yang Wei decided to use his strongest sword move for his second attempt.

Yang Wei started combusting his true qi into the sword as it began to fluctuate and glow brightly.

The ground also started trembling from the shockwave of the true qi being emitted, causing everyone to hold a disbelief expression.

"A mere Qi Condensation realm was able to cause such a commotion in this technique?" A disciple in the Tyrant Lion Sect uttered in shock.

Elder Pan Cheng widened his eyes in surprise as he exclaimed, "Han Ming, you better stay focused on this strike, otherwise, I doubt your body can handle the shockwave from the true qi alone in that sword."

Elder Pan Cheng's warning sent another wave of shock toward Han Ming who had to face this strike directly.

'E-Even Elder Pan Cheng warned me about this strike. Isn't he just a Qi Condensation realm cultivator? How can he emit such a profound aura that sends chills down my spines.' Han Ming cursed inwardly as he swallowed his saliva nervously.

Meanwhile, Elder Jing's eyes flickered in excitement. 'Compared to the previous time in the herb garden, it seemed like his aura increased dramatically. Could it be a result of him controlling his true qi when refining the pills?'

Time seemed to be like hours for Han Ming as his sweats continued to drip down when Yang Wei's aura continued to rise without stopping.

The ground that Yang Wei is standing on is starting to have some cracks in it as the aura is too strong for the ground to handle.

A few moments later, when Yang Wei finally gushes the final wave of the true qi into the sword causing a sound impact to echo through the forest, he stared at Han Ming with a smile.

"Thank you for waiting patiently Han Ming. I shall attempt my second try now." Yang Wei said slowly.

'Wait patiently? I wanted to get out of here now.' Han Ming cursed inwardly as he needed to save his pride so he must take this move head on.

Yang Wei smirked slightly as he kicked the ground, leaping toward Han Ming as he shouted, "Prepare to receive my second sword strike, Han Ming."

BOOOOOOOOOOM!

The true qi combusted inside the sword exploded at once, sending a massive explosion toward the front. Numerous trees were shattered in the process and dust started appearing, causing the scene to be difficult for the spectator to witness.

Meanwhile, Yang Wei panted heavily as he retrieved a Qi Rejuvenation pill from his spatial ring to consume and started recovering his true qi.

At the same time, the dust slowly scattered around and a look of disbelief occurred in the Feather Wind Sect.

"Where is Han Ming?" Lian Xinyue was the first one to shout in surprise when there was no trace of Han Ming.

"Isn't it obvious? That Han Ming is a coward and refused to take the sword strike from our fellow disciple." Another disciple shouted, causing the rest of the Feather Wind Sect disciples to be agitated as they cursed the Tyrant Lion Sect as a coward.

Whoosh!

From above the sky, Elder Pan Cheng held Han Ming who had foamed popping out of his mouth, clearly unconscious as Elder Pan Cheng dropped him to the ground.

The Feather Wind Sect disciples smirked when they saw this scene as it was clear that the Tyrant Lion Sect had not only lost this duel but their face.

Yang Wei tilted his head slightly as he asked in an innocent tone, "Elder Pan Cheng, why are you holding Han Ming when he said he will allow me three strikes? Right now, I have only struck two times and still have one move left so I'll be grateful if you can wake him up for me."

Elder Pan Cheng gritted his teeth in anger as he snorted, "Hmph, Han Ming was just a bit careless and underestimated his opponent because of his deceiving cultivation base."

And he continued, "Who would have imagined that a mere Qi Condensation realm was able to produce such a profound aura?"

"What a shameless old man, your disciple is two realms higher than Yan Wei yet you dared to twist the fact and act like the innocent party." Lian Xinyue stepped forward and shouted, causing Elder Pan Cheng's face to darken.