Chapter 2229 - 2226: Innate

Chapter 2229: Chapter 2226: Innate

Facing Ji Zimo’s simplest attack, Miss also used the simplest move. Both sides abandoned their flashy techniques, returning to simplicity.

Thrusting the sword forward, swinging the sword horizontally, each move was very simple, so simple that even ordinary people like Xiao Manxuan and Yun Xiaotian could perform them.

But these seemingly unadorned sword moves, when executed by the two, held immense power. Each strike seemed to cut through time and space, visible ripples in the air.

Especially Ji Zimo, each sword strike carried incredible force. Miss had to take a step back each time she blocked, the difference in realms glaringly apparent.

Ji Zimo didn’t pause, like a perpetual motion machine, each step forward was followed by a sword strike, like chopping wood, chop, chop, chop, like mowing wheat, cut, cut, cut.

Miss couldn’t evade, only fight head-on. Unless she admitted defeat, she couldn’t escape this endless assault. Her face showed no expression, although it grew increasingly pale; her heart, however, remained calm.

Miss seemed immersed in another world, oblivious to the bodily harm. But to others, it looked different; the Ancient Martial Artists only saw Miss retreating step by step, her complexion worsening.

Loss was just a matter of time, and the result of losing would be Ji Zimo rendering her martial arts useless.

"Alas, give up. What’s the point of such persistence..." Sighs emanated from the crowd.

Tang Xuan Su, Tang Ziqing, Wang Wanxi, Ling Zishan, these women of the Innate Realm, their eyes glimmered, yet their bodies remained steadfast. No one knew what they were anticipating.

Bang...

Another fierce strike sent Miss flying far, landing at the edge of the arena. When she stood, her body wobbled, and she coughed up fresh blood, the crimson liquid strikingly stark against the bluestone.

"Sister..." Xiao Manxuan cried out, her eyes filled with tears.

Since childhood, she’d never seen her sister hurt like this, feeling her pain herself, her own face turning paler, as if the injury also afflicted her.

Lin Tian felt a sudden heat in his palm, startling him. Turning to Xiao Manxuan, he saw not only tears but also a flicker of red flames in her eyes.

A peculiar aura emanated from Xiao Manxuan, like the majesty descending from the Nine Heavens. The air around seemed frozen, everyone sensing something, looked up, but saw nothing except wisps of white clouds.

Several prominent figures furrowed their brows deeply, surprise appeared on their faces, these unaffected bigwigs seemed restless. Ji Zimo paused, surveying with his sword, halting the attack.

Miss felt the call, turned to look at her sister, then towards Lin Tian.

Lin Tian noticed Miss’s gaze, turned his head, their eyes met. Lin Tian felt Miss’s pain and struggle, it was agony piercing to the bone.

Later-stage Ancient Martial against the Innate Realm wasn’t without costs.

Lin Tian gripped the wheelchair handles, as if holding a sceptre, his face astonishingly cold. Suddenly, he shouted: "Stand up, you can!"

The shout was like thunder across the Nine Heavens, air seemed to ripple, the crowd startled like ducks shaken by thunder, turned to look at Lin Tian. Seeing Lin Tian’s gaze, those with lower realms involuntarily trembled.

What sort of gaze was this, it was the Demon King’s stare, causing people to avoid direct eye contact, even the flames in Xiao Manxuan’s eyes gradually faded.

Miss gazed at Lin Tian, unaffected by his imposing presence, on the contrary, infinite power surged within her, capable of shattering all obstacles.

She stood upright slowly, a smile emerged on her face, on the arena, facing an Innate Realm opponent, she surprisingly closed her eyes.

Another aura appeared on the arena, initially serene, then gradually rising, like a seed breaking through the soil, or a caterpillar transforming into a butterfly, fragile yet brimming with vitality, full of hope.

People noticed this aura came from Xiao Manxue, their gaze shifted from Lin Tian to her, while Miss still kept her eyes closed, unresponsive to the surrounding situation.

Ji Zimo frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, then suddenly, a shock.

"Zimo, what are you dawdling for!" Ji Wancheng suddenly lowly shouted, awakening Ji Zimo.

Ji Zimo’s figure moved, exhibiting the fastest speed, then stabbed a sword towards Miss’s brow. He unexpectedly disregarded his status, launching a sneak attack against Miss.

Although it was a sneak attack, it didn’t violate the rules of the match, since both sides were still in the arena. To Ancient Martial Artists, such sneak attacks were unethical, after all, it’s just a competition, not a death duel.

However, such ethics did not bind most Innate Realm strong people, it’s not that they lacked morals, but Innate Strong People have their own standards for morality.

The Heavenly Dao causing disasters, countless creatures suffering deaths, does the Heavenly Dao lack morality?

Heaven and earth are impartial, treating all things as straw dogs, it’s not that heaven and earth lack benevolence, but they don’t possess so-called kindness or unkindness, treating everything equally, like grass dogs, without superior or inferior differences.

This is the Dao, sometimes, in the hearts of Ancient Martial Artists, Dao surpasses morality.

Ji Zimo, prompted by Ji Wancheng, was to kill the promise in its cradle, in their hearts, this had nothing to do with ethics. Just like when Tang Xuan Su attacked Lin Tian sneakily initially, it had nothing to do with ethics.

Of course, Lin Tian self-considering as a commoner, regardless of theirs or not ethics, their sneaky attack, he took offense, so towards Ji Zimo also felt unsatisfied, but Lin Tian didn’t take action to stop it.

Tang Ziqing stepped forward, seemingly intending to make a move, Tang Xuan Su however, held her shoulder, then shook his head.

All these reactions occurred in the blink of an eye, Ji Zimo’s Sky Soaring Sword already approached.

Miss suddenly opened her eyes, an overwhelming aura burst forth, like a vast ocean, waves crashing against the shore, spreading in all directions.

Even someone as strong as Ji Zimo was propelled by that air wave, involuntarily flying up, and the spectators at the edge of the arena were even worse, dozen flew up, fell far away, embarrassingly clumsy.

"What...what’s happening?"

"Such powerful aura, is it..."

Everyone was stunned, the sudden reversal left them unable to respond.

Miss raised the Hua Ying Sword, her aura suddenly reached its peak, a stream of energy shot out from the Bai Hui acupoint on her head, directly into the sky, the clouds up above flowing away in all directions.

Vital energy and wolf smoke, reach the sky!

Almost everyone present were Ancient Martial Artists, they knew what this meant, even some had seen it a few months ago, the scene of Wang Wanxi advancing to the Innate Realm at Qingshuang Pavilion.

"Actually...breaking through in the arena..."

"Innate Realm!"

"So powerful..."

The spectator stand exploded in excitement, for they witnessed and testified to an Ancient Martial Artist ascending to the Innate Realm, an exceedingly rare moment, an opportunity once in a lifetime for those trapped at bottlenecks.

Ling Shuiyao, Yuwen Xingjian, Liu Xiaoxiao, Wang Lin, even Situ Yufeng, all settled down, contemplating this carefully.