Chase The Wind

"Will you continue?" The judge asked as he finished his announcement.

"I'll continue, Rank 40th, please." He looked towards Su Xiaotian as he smiled.

Su Xiaotian frowned as he could tell this young disciple gave quite the dangerous feeling, especially since he couldn't tell the depth of his strength.

He wasn't one to give up without any effort so he took his saber as he pressed off the ground, leaving his seat he landed on the arena like a meteor.

"Why are you participating so early," He looked around, "You're probably the youngest disciple here!" He stated with furrowed brows.

"Age doesn't always equal strength, I hope we can have a good match." Kosi cupped his fists.

"Fine, fine. I just don't like the idea of fighting a child." He grumbled.

As he drew his saber he dashed forward with astonishing momentum.

'Soul Departs In Nine Turns!' He refused to hold back against this going Jīn. From the strength he previously exhibited, his raw power was unbelievable.

He didn't know if he could pressure this young lad but he could only try.

As the first blade sweep was made, Madlenkosi smiled as his eyes lit up like stars.

"Good!" He shouted as he punched towards the blade.

*PENG!*

As blade and fist collided both were hit by the recoil. Su Xiaotian was forced backward for 10 steps but Madlenkosi spun as he lowered his center of gravity then lunged towards Xiaotian.

As he punched, Xiaotian tried his best to defend while he spun faster to create more force to his blade strikes.

Fist and Saber shadows flew as blood trickled from Su Xiaotian's mouth, as he finally understood how terrifying this little devil was.

His physical strength was just insane!

The more Su Xiaotian stared at this junior the more he wanted to leave the arena.

He could see this guy smiling!

"Come Senior brother! Take my Fist!" Madlenkosi was finally able to fight unrestrained since he got back into the sect and the stifling feeling that was upon him felt lifted.

He was planning to fully enjoy these fights. Since entering this world, the most meaningful fights he had were all of life and death. This made him feel extremely irritated that he couldn't fight properly in over a full month.

'Moon Gazing Mountain!' As his fist punched outwards, Su Xiaotian's instincts screamed one word as every cell was filled with fear.

[DANGER]

'Art Of A Thousand Spirits!" He screamed at the top of his lungs as hundreds of ghastly gray saber shadows overlapped his raised blade, "This isn't enough!" he thought as sweat rolled down his back. He then forcibly fused the shadows into one which coated his saber in an eerie white flame.

'Soul Destruction!'

The large ghastly flaming white blade shadow fell as the blade dropped...

The ghastly blade and the rippling fist shadows clashed as a crater was made by sheer force at the epicenter of the collision!

Cracks spread across the stage as they both were hit by an unprecedented shockwave.

Dirt, dust, and rocks flew as everything was torn asunder and elders flew down to reinforce the formation as it trembled and cracked.

'Ah!'

Su Xiaotian was launched into the air by the shockwave as he vomited blood and pieces of internal organs.

He trembled as he looked upwards, only to see Madlenkosi standing in the arena as his light tanned robes fluttered in the air, hair blowing to and fro as he stood still in a punching position.

As those golden eyes swept over him, only one thought crossed his mind, "Did I really try to fight this monster?"

The crowd was stunned quiet.

Once the judgment was given and victor declared the crowd roared with renewed fervor as their cheers rang out.

Madlenkosi proceeded with his challenges as he fought unrivaled through the rankings.

From 35th Rank to 30th to 25th and 20th, he fought his way through everyone as he challenged the 15th Rank, Song Jiuge.

As Song Jiuge was a young male disciple, he had squinted eyes that always seemed closed and a smile constantly hanging on his face. His brown hair was in a messy bun with a hairpin. He seemed around the age of 15 and had a fixation on white and black robes due to his family background in Taoism.

As he left his seat and landed softly on the arena, he looked over.

"I'll have to stop your winning streak here. I'm sorry."

He no longer sought to make conversation as he unsheathed his two zhangmadao sabers. They were thin blades, one short and one long with rings at the end of each handle.

As he rested the longer one on his shoulder, the left was pointed towards the ground.

Madlenkosi looked towards him as excitement flashed through his eyes.

As Song Jiuge placed the blades into the sheathes at his waist, his right slide forward as he lowered his body...

"Begin!"

'Lightning Speed Strike!' Song Jiuge pushed off the ground as he began to draw his blades, a white energy shone out as they were drawn.

Qi seared the air like lightning as a thunderclap like a thousand rampaging horses rang out.

The light that shone out blinded everyone for a moment as both blades were swept out towards Madlenkosi's head. As he furrowed his brows and squinted slightly, he retaliated in kind.

'Moon Gazing Mountain!' As the blows clashed both were pushed back 10 steps as he looked at his right fist. Upon seeing his hand, he noticed small incisions across knuckles.

He looked towards Song Jiuge with a slight frown which slowly turned into a giant smile. His eyes lit up as he realized, maybe he can use more of his skills against this person.

Song Jiuge on the other hand was appalled at the level of strength this guy had. He just used his opening technique of his 'Wind Chasing Blade Art' but only scratched the guy!

"I have to go harder on this guy or I won't even be able to injure him. *Sighs* Jìn's really are fucking blessed, "

His intent formed behind him as he gathered his thoughts.

Mountains rose as it was covered in fog and wind slowly connecting into a vast mountain range with clouds, fog, and the wind whistling at the peaks.

Ribbons formed from clouds hung around his body as they danced and swirled around his blades.

His zhamadaos glowed with a pale blue qi as his aura began to rise.

Madlenkosi cracked his knuckles as he too utilized his.

As his intent rippled into being a mountain rose as the moon rose behind it.

A sacred glow pulsed from the moon as hazy white energy emitted from his body.

They stared at each other upon the arena as they searched for gaps in the other's defenses.

As time slowly passed, Song Jiuge made the first move!

'Cut In Half!' Song Jiuge launched a merciless attack, his blades swept horizontally over each other; his killing intent focused within them as they sought to render Madlenkosi into two at the waist.

'White Cloud Covers The Mountain!' Madlenkosi's fingers glowed as his hands clawed out deflecting the blades aside.

As he was pushed back, Song Jiuge smiled towards him, "There's no way you can fight me with a Fundamental Intent, even if it's at Greater Mastery. There's a big gap between Fundamental Intents and Earth Intents, the same way there's a difference between mortal-grade techniques and earth-grade techniques. If you have a trump card, I'd advise you to use it now or this will be the farthest you'll go."

Madlenkosi smiled as he heard this senior brother, "So...Be...It."

As the intent behind him shifted and changed, everyone from Outer disciples to Elders' expression changed.

Song Jiuge's eyes opened wide as his mouth was agape.

Li BiHua who had returned after recovering smiled...

"That atrocity is finally free..."