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Exploring Immortality Cultivation-Chapter 280 - 34 Magic Master’s Style
Wang Qi twisted his head back, his neck forming a chilling forty-five degrees, "There's a saying... Killing one is not a loss, killing two is a sure gain… This round is not a loss, I've got nothing to fear anymore."
As he spoke, he did not look at any specific person. However, the remaining woman felt as though Wang Qi swept a glance at her with his peripheral vision. It was indifference, disdain.
This guy… he didn't consider her an enemy worthy of combat... he was merely… merely… hunting a harmful animal, exterminating a pest!
The woman trembled all over, unable to help but scream out loud.
"Stop, Junior Sister Lan," the swordsman's voice was still husky but no longer stiff due to the dispersal of Sword Qi, "He's definitely not unharmed… cough cough…"
Although the swordsman emphasized that Wang Qi couldn't possibly be uninjured, the sight of him spitting blood really lacked any persuasiveness. The woman shook her head slightly and stepped back a few steps. On the other hand, Wang Qi turned around and laughed, "You are absolutely right, I didn't even use the Prison Thunder Spell just now. Right now my muscles are all buzzing from the electricity, it's really painful—let me explain to you ignorant fools for free, the Prison Thunder Spell completely isolates the inside from the outside, I had to resist the electricity on my own. Now I can barely exert strength, and my mana is only about fifty percent… oh, maybe sixty or seventy percent. My knees are killing me," he said, touching his ribs, "Oh right, I got slashed there by that idiot with a sword."
"This… this is hardly an injury…" The female cultivator unknowingly flew back a few feet.
Watching her reaction, Wang Qi smiled. His actual condition was not as light as he had made it sound. That strike had drained all the Heavenly Song Power, and he had lost the ability to control Thunder Power at the end, suffering backlash from the Thunder Power, severely injured all over, his fragile kneecaps almost shattered from the powerful recoil. As for his mana, according to his calculations, he should have only about forty percent left after this round, claiming fifty percent was just a bluff.
However, he had forgotten to factor in his new Divine Skill, Holy Light. Under its effect, his metabolic rate at the site of injury increased tens of times faster, rapidly improving. Even his own mana was quickly recovering under this Light of Negative Entropy.
Wang Qi's conversation with the opponent wasn't really meant to scare her off, but to act tough and buy a few more seconds. With the presence of the Holy Light, the recovery speed of his internal mana was countless times faster than before, restoring a bit of his combat strength every second.
"Junior Sister Lan, don't listen to him…" the swordsman stared intently at Wang Qi, "If you really had certain victory, you wouldn't need to resort to plots to seize someone's courage."
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Wang Qi looked indifferent, "Last year, the Security Guardian Li Ziye died in pursuit of an Ancient Method Practitioner, which suggests there might be a stronghold of Ancient Method Practitioners nearby. Then, you must have some ability to hide unnoticed in Shenzhou for so long."
The woman sneered, "Do you think I'm stupid?"
"No no no, madam, I think pity you," Wang Qi waved his finger, "I indeed can't escape unscathed if the two of you join forces, but given my current condition, killing one more person isn't difficult, killing two isn't easy, but it's not impossible. I injured my knee, can't run, and am not a Modern Foundation Establishment that can float through the air. You have a hundred percent survival rate if you flee."
The swordsman's face turned extremely grim. He had been close friends with that woman for nearly a hundred years, and he instantly recognized her hesitation.
Ancient Method Practitioner, trustable in companionship, unreliable in life and death. Their only goal was to stay alive, and selling out a friend was nothing out of the ordinary.
"Lan Hui, think about it, if you go back like this, what kind of punishment will you face?"
Wang Qi whistled, "Any punishment is better than death, isn't it? Madam, keep thinking about it, I'll deal with your senior brother first."
After saying this, Wang Qi gestured with his hand to call back the Kun Mountain Sword, then, a dark red mana enveloped the longsword.
"Heavenly Entropy Technique!" The woman recognized this mental method, her heart skipped a beat. Heavenly Entropy Technique was the absolute nemesis of the Ancient Method Fire Element, the Entropy Increase Temperature Method could easily burn a Fire Element Practitioner to death, while the Entropy Reduction Cooling Method allowed the cultivator to be unafraid of flames. This mental method was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The female cultivator trembled and stepped back several feet, then slowly moved away.
Wang Qi took a deep breath, then crouched down, powering up his left leg to rush towards the swordsman.
Now that she had already started to retreat, he might as well add fuel to the fire and make her flee in panic!
Desperation was written all over the swordsman's face. But the moment the sword blade neared, his expression suddenly contorted fiercely. Desperation made him ruthless, abandoning all defense to strike directly at Wang Qi with his sword. Normally, since the swordsman was taller than Wang Qi and had longer arms, and the longsword in his hands was longer than Kun Mountain Sword, Wang Qi would be the first to die in a normal situation.
Although Wang Qi was prepared to die, how could he be willing to do so before seeing the final boss? He lifted his sword blade, knocked away the swordsman's longsword, and yelled, "You have no power in your dominant hand…"
Speaking, he executed the Impermanence Step, circling half a round behind the swordsman and thrusting out a sword. The swordsman's backhand defense was too slow, and he was actually cut open by Wang Qi.
"Reversed hand not refined,"
Next was the Impermanence Step, breaking the opponent's defense: "Your step technique is loose, and your reaction is slow!"
The Swordsman, unable to change his moves in time, had a little finger, a ring finger, and half an ear sliced off, retreating repeatedly. At that point, he still wanted to counterattack. Wang Qi sidestepped the sword's edge and thrust his sword through the Swordsman's shoulder: "You think you can spar with me? Keep dreaming!"
Amidst the Swordsman's desperate cries, a woman fled in chaos.
The battle ended quickly.
Within minutes, Wang Qi collapsed on the ground. His situation was grim. His chest and abdomen were pierced by multiple holes from Sword Qi, bleeding profusely. Modern Sword Cultivation, enhanced by studies of Geometry and Functions, had long surpassed Ancient Method Swordsmanship, which was why Wang Qi had completely overwhelmed the Swordsman. This was also why Wang Qi had initially dismissed his opponent as inconsequential. Relying on the Holy Light derived from the Heavenly Calculation Atlas, he was no weaker than the Swordsman in terms of energy.
Nevertheless, dealing with the dying thrust of the Swordsman was not that simple.
Despite this, Wang Qi still wanted to laugh.
As expected, I am the Magic Master… being prepared and unprepared makes all the difference.
These four men, each one slightly weaker than Chi Lianxue, could take down Chi Lianxue without a problem if any two of them worked together. With all four attacking, I technically should have had no chance of survival. However, thanks to the information provided by Zhen Chan, this battle was won surprisingly swiftly and decisively.
Wang Qi had calculated in advance the spells he needed to use; he began by catching the opponent off guard with the Prison Thunder Spell, a nemesis of the Thunder Attribute. He instantly killed the strongest of the four, eliminated the one capable of performing the Combined Attack Technique, and baited the Swordsman into making a futile fatal strike—all within a few minutes. But within those minutes, the situation had entirely reversed. The four Ancient Method Practitioners didn't even have a chance to turn the tables.
Wang Qi laughed for a while, then thought he might just lie there to die. But then he reconsidered and slowly stood up, walking step by step towards the ruins of his own home.
Dying anyway… might as well choose a familiar place…
As he reached the ruins, Wang Qi suddenly fell to the ground and sat down. His knees were already injured, and straining them in fight had almost crippled them.
Wang Qi casually planted his sword into the ground, then looked up at the moon. It was the full moon of August fifteen, perfectly round.
More than a year ago, I seem to have sat nearby just like this… and then Senior Sister Xiang came out and took me away...
At that time, I hadn't found my purpose, and was quite safe. Now, I desire to explore the physics of this world, yet I'm about to die; such is life…
But what was it again? This time, it wasn't the fault of the fight, but rather misfortune in timing. If I'd reached Divine Mahayana, how could I be forced to die here by a mere Foundation Establishment from Fentian Prefecture?
Unfortunate indeed…
Just then, a voice tinged with age spoke from midair: "Junior Brother is truly worthy of being this year's top student of the Immortal Institute. Four good-for-nothings couldn't bring down even one of you."