The Heavens: Man Covers the Heavens, Refines Treasures to Become an Emperor

"boom!"

The moment the two fists collided, a blinding light erupted, causing everyone around to instinctively close their eyes. This was followed by a deafening explosion and a shockwave.

When everyone opened their eyes again, Xiao Kun was standing in the same spot, his face ashen.

Jiang Xuan was forced back more than ten steps, kneeling on one knee with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Senior Brother Jiang!"

Ning Meng exclaimed in surprise and tried to rush forward, but was pulled back by Shi Yu.

"Wait, look!"

As expected, Jiang Xuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes remaining calm.

"impossible!"

Xiao Kun cried out in disbelief.

"How could you possibly catch my Lightning Strike? Even a peak True Martial Ninth Level opponent couldn't withstand that move!"

Jiang Xuan's spiritual energy began to circulate again.

"Although the Marching Fist is only a basic fist technique, when mastered to a high level, it possesses extraordinary qualities."

Xiao Kun's face turned extremely ugly.

He originally intended to easily defeat Jiang Xuan and prove that the other party had cheated, but unexpectedly, Jiang Xuan displayed amazing strength instead.

Now he's in a bind. If he can't even defeat Jiang Xuan with his strongest move, where will he put his face?

The tall, thin student standing on the sidelines shouted.

"Senior Brother Xiao, let him see what true strength is!"

Xiao Kun's eyes turned fierce, and his spiritual power suddenly erupted, forming a visible shockwave.

He stomped his right foot hard on the ground, and the bluestone slabs of the training ground shattered with a crash.

"Jiang Xuan, today I'll expose your true colors!"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Kun had already rushed towards Jiang Xuan like an arrow released from a bow, his fists wrapped in dazzling lightning, each strike accompanied by a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air.

Jiang Xuan used the basic footwork of the marching fist, seemingly simple steps, but he always managed to avoid Xiao Kun's fatal attacks just right.

His boxing style was simple and unadorned, yet it contained a peculiar rhythm, and he would counterattack from an unbelievable angle whenever Xiao Kun's offensive was at its peak.

"boom!"

The two fists collided, creating a shockwave.

Jiang Xuan took three steps back, while Xiao Kun also swayed.

This result made everyone realize that the eighth and ninth levels of True Martial Realm were evenly matched.
"interesting."

On the sidelines, a young man in black, arms crossed, seemed lost in thought.

"To have mastered marching boxing to this level, no wonder he dared to challenge Xiao Kun."

"Gong Ming, do you think he can win?"

"A girl with a ponytail next to me asked, Ye Xiaoqi."

The black-clad youth, Gong Ming, shook his head.

"Difficult. Xiao Kun hasn't even used his full power in his lightning strike, and..."

His gaze swept across the field.

"Jiang Xuan's spiritual energy reserves are ultimately one realm below his level."

In the arena, Xiao Kun's face was extremely pale.

He originally planned to finish Jiang Xuan in three moves, but unexpectedly, after thirty moves, the opponent was still standing.

What angered him even more was that Jiang Xuan was using the most basic marching fist technique, which was an insult to him!
"court death!"

Xiao Kun roared, and the electric light around his body suddenly surged, making him seem to transform into a human-shaped bolt of lightning.

"Lightning Strike - Thunderstorm!"

This is the strongest form of the Xiao family's unique skill, and few in the Zhenwu realm can rival it.

He clenched his fists together, and a bolt of lightning as thick as a bowl shot straight toward Jiang Xuan's chest, moving at a speed too fast for the naked eye to catch.

"boom!"

Jiang Xuan had no way to avoid it and was hit squarely in the chest. He flew backward like a kite with a broken string and crashed heavily into a stone pillar at the edge of the training ground.

The stone pillar snapped in response, sending up clouds of dust.

"it's over."

Xiao Kun was panting heavily, a victorious smile on his face.

This attack consumed nearly half of his spiritual power, but as long as he could defeat Jiang Xuan, it was all worth it.

A collective sigh rippled through the crowd from the sidelines.

Someone shook his head.

"It still doesn't work."

"Wait, look!"

Suddenly someone exclaimed.

A figure stood up amidst the smoke and dust.

Jiang Xuan had bloodstains at the corner of his mouth and his clothes were tattered, but his eyes remained calm as still water.

He reached up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his movements as calm as if he were merely wiping away a drop of sweat.

"impossible!"

Xiao Kun's smile froze on his face, his eyes filled with disbelief.

How could you possibly?

Jiang Xuan did not answer, but instead assumed the starting stance of the military boxing style again.

This time, a faint golden light emanated from his fist.

"A perfected version of the Marching Fist technique?"

An instructor on the sidelines exclaimed in surprise.

"This kid has actually mastered the basic boxing techniques to perfection!"

Xiao Kun's face turned extremely ugly.

He originally intended to easily defeat Jiang Xuan and prove that the other party had cheated, but unexpectedly, Jiang Xuan displayed amazing strength instead.

Now he's in a bind. If he can't even defeat Jiang Xuan with his strongest move, where will he put his face?

"Playing tricks!"

Xiao Kun roared, his momentum rising again, and he rushed towards Jiang Xuan like a storm, his fist wind as sharp as a blade.

The two clashed again, and the battle became even more dangerous and ruthless.

Although Jiang Xuan was suppressed, he still resisted stubbornly and narrowly avoided Xiao Kun's killing move.

This scene shocked the students present, who realized that Jiang Xuan's combat power far exceeded their expectations.

"boom!"

It was another head-on clash, and Jiang Xuan was knocked back more than ten steps, his right arm trembling.

Xiao Kun wasn't much better off; fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Jiang Xuan, admit defeat!"

Xiao Kun said, panting heavily.

"You can't win!"

Jiang Xuan did not answer, but instead made a move that caused an uproar: he drew a long, emerald-green sword from behind his back.

"Azure Wave Battle Blade?"

Xiao Kun's pupils contracted.

"You're going to use weapons?"

Jiang Xuan flipped his wrist, and the tip of his knife pointed directly at Xiao Kun.

Please enlighten me.

The sidelines erupted in chaos.

"Jiang Xuan is going to use his knife!"

"I've heard his swordsmanship is even more formidable than his fist techniques!"

"This is going to be good!"

Xiao Kun sneered and took out a short, jet-black spear from his waist.

"Since you're courting death, I'll grant your wish!"

The moment the black short spear appeared, a gasp of surprise erupted from the sidelines.

"It's the Xiao family's Eagle Strike Spear!"

"A mid-grade Xuan-level spiritual weapon! Jiang Xuan is in danger now!"

Jiang Xuan's expression remained unchanged. He drew a graceful arc in his hand with the Azure Wave Battle Blade, and the air seemed to be cut in the air wherever the blade passed.

"Six-Character Sword Technique - Sudden Rain!"

In an instant, the flashes of sword light poured down like a torrential rain, overwhelming Xiao Kun.

Each blade flash contained a sharp killing intent, as if it wanted to tear the opponent to shreds.

Xiao Kun dared not be negligent, and the black short spear in his hand transformed into a black lightning bolt.

"The eagle soars through the sky!"

"Ding ding ding ding!"

The sound of clashing swords and spears was like rain pattering on banana leaves, so dense it was suffocating.

The two figures flashed rapidly across the field, and ordinary students could only see a green light and a black light colliding continuously.

"That's too strong!"

Ye Xiaoqi was dumbfounded.

"Is this really a battle between True Martial Realm experts?"

A glint of light flashed in Gong Ming's eyes.

"Jiang Xuan's swordsmanship is not simple."

The battle had reached a fever pitch.

Xiao Kun's Eagle Strike Spear technique was fierce and sharp; each strike was like an eagle swooping down on its prey, accompanied by a piercing sound as it cut through the air.

Jiang Xuan's Six-Character Saber Technique is unpredictable, sometimes as violent as a sudden rainstorm, sometimes as delicate as a stream, sometimes as vast as a raging torrent, and sometimes as cold as a heavy snowfall.

"Boom!" After another violent collision, the two were forced back simultaneously.

Xiao Kun's sleeve was cut off at one corner, and Jiang Xuan had a bloody mark on his shoulder.

"you"

A hint of apprehension finally surfaced in Xiao Kun's eyes.

"Where did you learn your swordsmanship?"

Jiang Xuan did not answer, but turned his blade and attacked again.

"Six-Character Sword Technique - Raging Tide!"

The force of the blade surged like a tsunami, one wave subsiding only for another to rise.

Xiao Kun was forced to switch from offense to defense. He wielded his black short spear with impenetrable speed, but he was still forced to retreat repeatedly.

"impossible!"

Xiao Kun was utterly horrified.

"I'm clearly a realm higher than him, how could this be?"

On the sidelines, the trainees at Camp 39 were completely dumbfounded.

A month ago, when Jiang Xuan had just broken through to the eighth level of the True Martial Realm, he had defeated Wen Mingxiu, a powerful figure in the camp.

After that, his combat effectiveness continued to improve, and his score gradually climbed. Nevertheless, many people still found it hard to believe that he could win first place in the quarterly assessment.

This battle forced them to reassess Jiang Xuan's strength.

"I see."

A red-haired boy on the sidelines suddenly spoke up.

"Jiang Xuan's swordsmanship is a true killing art. Although he cannot unleash its full power due to his True Martial Realm limitation, it is still terrifying enough."

"Ningmeng, you noticed it too?"

The tall young man beside him, Shi Yu, said in a deep voice.

"During the quarterly assessment, everyone has ample magical equipment, but pure combat strength doesn't represent everything."

Ning Meng clenched his fist.

"But... this is too frustrating. Jiang Xuan clearly has the ability, yet he's being accused of cheating."

Shi Yu shook his head.

"The instructors in the camp aren't fools; they can see that Jiang Xuan simply lacks time."

……

"boom!"

Another fierce collision ensued, and Jiang Xuan staggered back three steps amidst the dust and smoke, each step leaving a deep footprint on the hard bluestone ground.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes burning with even greater fighting spirit.

"Xiao Kun, is that all you've got?"

Jiang Xuan sneered, pointing his long sword diagonally at the ground, with strange dark red patterns flowing across its blade.

Xiao Kun, sitting opposite him, had a gloomy face, and the black spear in his hand trembled with a buzzing sound.

He never expected that a mere eighth-level True Martial Realm kid could withstand his full-force attacks for so long.

"court death!"

Xiao Kun roared, and the black spear suddenly burst forth with a blinding dark light as he charged towards Jiang Xuan.

Among the crowd watching from the sidelines, the red-haired boy Ning Meng suddenly clenched his fist.

"Did you see that clearly? Every strike Jiang Xuan made went straight for the vital points, without any fancy moves; this was true killing technique!"

The tall young man beside him, Shi Yu, had a furrowed brow.

"During the quarterly assessment, everyone is protected by magical artifacts, so pure combat skills don't really offer an advantage. But..."

"But my ass!"

Ning Meng gritted his teeth.

"The assessment has only been going on for three days, and Jiang Xuan's score has already soared into the top twenty. Those who questioned his cheating have been proven wrong!"

Shi Yu shook his head.

"The instructors in the camp aren't blind; they see things more clearly than anyone else. Jiang Xuan just needs time to prove himself."

In the arena, Jiang Xuan's figure suddenly became erratic as he faced Xiao Kun's ferocious attacks.

His swordsmanship seemed simple, yet he always managed to cut into Xiao Kun's defensive gaps at the most tricky angles.

"Sizzle."

With a tearing sound, Xiao Kun's sleeve was ripped open, and blood immediately seeped out.

If that cut had gone in three degrees deeper, it probably would have crippled one of his arms.

Xiao Kun staggered back several steps, his eyes filled with horror.

He was a dignified peak True Martial Ninth Level cultivator, who also practiced the family's secret "Black Fiend Profound Art," yet he was injured by a kid whose cultivation level was lower than his own!

"impossible"

Xiao Kun's heart was filled with turmoil.

"Is his spiritual energy of a higher quality than mine?"

The moment the thought crossed Xiao Kun's mind, he felt a wave of shame.

He's a direct descendant of the Xiao family, his body tempered with rare medicinal herbs since childhood, making his spiritual energy far purer than ordinary people. If Jiang Xuan's spiritual energy quality is truly superior to his, wouldn't that mean...?
"Xiao Kun, what are you daydreaming about?"

Jiang Xuan's voice suddenly rang in my ears.

Xiao Kun was startled and hastily parried with his spear.

With a loud clang, he was jolted back seven or eight steps, his hands and feet going numb.

"you."

Xiao Kun was filled with shame and anger, and was about to activate his secret technique when a clear, ethereal voice suddenly rang out in the arena.

“That’s enough.”

The voice wasn't loud, but it seemed to whisper in everyone's ear.

A white figure drifted over and grasped Xiao Kun's black spear.

"White Spirit Rhinoceros?"

Xiao Kun's anger vanished instantly, replaced by a strange sense of awe.

Jiang Xuan frowned and looked over, where a girl in white stood.

Her skin was like jade, her eyebrows and eyes were like paintings, and her body seemed to be surrounded by starlight. Her temperament was so otherworldly that she was not like an ordinary person.

"Who are you? Why are you interrupting our fight?"

Jiang Xuan asked in a cold voice.

As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

"How dare you speak to Senior Sister Bai like that!"

"You ignorant brat, Senior Sister Bai saved your life and you're not even grateful!"

Various shouts and reprimands rose and fell.

Jiang Xuan remained unmoved, his gaze fixed on the girl in white.

Bai Lingxi raised her hand, and the room immediately fell silent.

She looked at Jiang Xuan, her eyes seeming to sparkle like stars.

"This battle has already been decided; continuing will only result in mutual destruction."

Jiang Xuan chuckled.

"Mind your own business. Xiao Kun lost the bet, and he hasn't even delivered the thousand Cold-Resistant Pills yet."

"Jiang Xuan! Don't go too far!"

Xiao Kun roared, but was stopped by a look from Bai Lingxi.

Bai Lingxi said calmly.

"If you win, I guarantee Xiao Kun will hand over the entire amount of the Cold Cooling Pills."

The crowd on the sidelines praised Bai Lingxi's magnanimity.

"As expected of Senior Sister Bai, her demeanor is truly extraordinary!"

"That brat was so rude, and Senior Sister Bai even vouched for him."

Jiang Xuan remained unmoved.

"And Wang Wenyuan's thousand coins, not a single one can be missing."

Bai Lingxi looked surprised, then nodded.

"Can."

She said suddenly.

"Jiang Xuan, once you advance to the ninth level of the True Martial Realm, I will personally fight you."

"What? Senior Sister Bai is going to challenge that kid?"

"Did I hear that right? Senior Sister Bai has the talent of 'Starry Night'!"

"What merits does this kid possess?"

Jiang Xuan was also taken aback, then grinned.

"Interesting, I'll remember that."

Bai Lingxi nodded and turned to leave.

Xiao Kun glared at Jiang Xuan and then left.

Although the battle was forcibly interrupted, Jiang Xuan's performance had already shocked everyone.

A young man at the eighth level of the True Martial Realm was able to fight on par with top figures like Xiao Kun, and even had a slight advantage!

Jiang Xuan.

Ning Meng walked into the center of the field and patted Jiang Xuan on the shoulder.

"You've really stirred up a hornet's nest this time."

Shi Yu followed and said in a deep voice.

"Bai Lingxi is the eldest granddaughter of the Marquis of Jinghai, possessing the talent of 'Starry Autumn,' and holds a transcendent position in the camp. You have offended her today."

"offend?"

Jiang Xuan sheathed his longsword, unconcerned. (End of Chapter)