Swallowing the Stars: Becoming a God Starting with a Hundred Generations of Talent

Chapter 102 The Dust Settles: The Sword King's Instant Rain Sword [Second Update]

The atmosphere on the rooftop of the Zhenyan Prince's residence was lively.

"Hahaha, comparable to Berlan! Comparable to Berlan indeed!" King Zhenyan couldn't help but burst into laughter at the thought, his golden eyes filled with smugness. "I told you, this year's competition would definitely have surprises!"

King Tianyu and King Qianyu were also shocked. Their emotions, which had just calmed down, were stirred up again by this fact.

"It's truly a tremendous surprise." King Qianyu nodded, his tone full of emotion. "We must act quickly. We can't let someone else snatch up such a promising talent."

"That's right!" King Zhenyan slapped his thigh, exclaiming with boundless pride, "Just do as I said, apply to start the course immediately! I'll personally teach it, and bring out my ultimate technique, 'Nine Waves of Space'! I refuse to believe this little guy won't be tempted!"

King Tianyu nodded, "That's fine too. If the three of us teach together, it will give these kids more options."

Just as the three immortal kings were enthusiastically discussing how to "steal the apprentices"...

drop.

With a soft click, the three people's virtual assistants simultaneously popped up an email.

This is public information within Chaos City; anyone with sufficient access will receive it immediately.

King Zhenyan glanced at it casually.

With just one glance, the smile on his face froze instantly.

His golden eyes were wide open, as if he had seen something incredible.

"this----"

He opened his mouth, but his loud voice was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word.

"What's wrong?" Qianyu Wang noticed his unusual behavior and looked at her emails. Her gentle eyes were filled with surprise.

The same was true for Tianyu Wang; his hand holding the wine glass froze in mid-air, and the expression on his face was extremely interesting.

The email contained only one sentence.

Today, Luo Yun, this year's prodigy, officially became a disciple of the Black Mist King.

A deathly silence fell over the rooftop.

A long time passed.

"puff-

—"

King Zhenyan almost spat out the wine he had just drunk.

He slammed his hand on the table, causing the entire mansion to tremble.

"Black mist!!!"

A deafening roar erupted from the mouth of the True King, filled with disbelief and a hint of amusement.

"How could she do this!" King Zhenyan pointed at the email, his beard practically bristling with anger. "We were still here discussing how to conduct the class, how to attract him—and she just went straight there!"

"That's not martial ethics!"

King Tianyu and King Qianyu looked at each other, speechless.

None of them expected that the Black Mist King would act so quickly and directly.

This is completely out of character for her, who is usually aloof and lazy.

"Isn't she always the one who hates trouble the most and is the laziest to take on apprentices?" Tianyu Wang muttered to himself, feeling that his understanding had been overturned.

King Qianyu gave a wry smile and shook his head: "It seems that even the most aloof person has to lower their guard in front of a true genius."

King Zhenyan walked around the rooftop twice, and the anger on his face gradually dissipated, replaced by a complex expression.

There was regret, there was helplessness, but more than anything, there was a genuine smile from the heart.

"That old bastard—" He shook his head, sat back down, picked up his glass, and downed it in one gulp. "Well done!"

Although he didn't manage to get this disciple, he was just as happy that Luo Yun had become his friend's student.

only----

"I just can't figure it out. How did she manage to convince Luo Yun, given her personality?" King Zhenyan stroked his chin, utterly perplexed. "This is so unlike her."

at the same time.

In the vast and boundless starry sky, an ancient temple floats silently.

A powerful, immortal king stood respectfully in the center of the temple, reporting to a blurry yet majestic figure on the throne.

This figure was none other than the Boundless Venerable, one of the high-ranking executives of the Virtual Universe Company.

"—Your Excellency, this is a general overview of the current generation of geniuses' situation over the past ten years since they entered Chaos City," said the Immortal King respectfully.

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The figure on the throne remained unresponsive, like an eternal, unchanging idol.

The immortal king paused, then added, "Among them, there is a genius named Luo Yun who has performed exceptionally well. Just now, he passed the fourth level of the Heavenly Bridge, and his talent is comparable to that of the previous generation's Bolan."

Even after the report was finished, the figure on the throne remained completely still.

Feng Wang Buxiu sighed inwardly, realizing that the Venerable One's vision was indeed beyond their comprehension.

He continued, "Furthermore, shortly after he passed the fourth level, the Black Mist King of the Giant Axe Arena personally appeared and took him as his personal disciple."

He had thought that this "snatching" of people, which involved another major power, might elicit a reaction from the Venerable One.

However, the figure on the throne remained silent.

Just as the immortal king thought the report was about to end, a detached and ancient voice slowly echoed in the temple.

"Um.

""

There is only one word.

The Boundless Venerable didn't seem to care about this matter.

To him, being granted the title of King and immortality and taking on disciples was nothing more than a trivial matter.

Let alone comparable to Berlan, even if the real Berlan stood in front of him, he might not be able to get a second glance.

His strength has long surpassed that of ordinary universe venerables like the Nine Swords Venerable.

His gaze was fixed on the battlefield of the entire universe, and on the future of his people.

A genius who has not yet matured is far from being qualified to enter his field of vision, no matter who he studies under.

"Understood." The voice of the Boundless Venerable rang out again, completely calm. "Continue to observe."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

The immortal king bowed respectfully, then his figure slowly faded and disappeared into the temple.

After becoming the disciple of the Black Mist King, Luo Yun began to think about his next steps in cultivation.

He passed through the third level of the Skybridge.

This gave him a new qualification.

That means going to listen to the public lectures of those who have been granted the titles of King and Immortal.

In Chaos City, not everyone is qualified to listen to lectures by an Immortal King. It's a threshold; only geniuses who have passed through the third level of the Bridge to Heaven can obtain this opportunity.

Luo Yun opened the course list.

It contains many immortal names of kings: King Zhenyan, King Tongnan, King Qianyu —

His gaze quickly settled on a name: King Yijianhuang.

This immortal king also follows the Nine Realms School.

Unlike the Black Mist King, the Sword Emperor King is a powerful martial artist who specializes in close-quarters swordsmanship.

"It's him." Luo Yun made up her mind.

Although he was a mentalist, that is, a controller, his martial arts skills could not be neglected.

Close combat has always been my weakness.

This Sword King's lessons can make up for my shortcomings.

Half a day later, in an ancient and simple dojo within Chaos City, dozens of geniuses sat cross-legged, quietly waiting.

Those who can sit here are all elites among geniuses, and each of them has passed the third level of the Bridge to Heaven.

Luo Yun was among them.

A moment later, a figure appeared silently in front of the dojo.

He was a middle-aged man with a resolute face, dressed in golden armor.

He simply stood there quietly, his entire being like a peerless divine sword drawn from its sheath, its sharpness fully revealed, causing the surrounding space to subtly distort.

He is the Sword King.

Sword King's gaze swept over the dozens of geniuses below, and when he saw Luo Yun, his eyes paused slightly.

King Jianhuang found it somewhat amusing.

"This little guy, didn't he become the Black Mist King's disciple?" he thought to himself.

That woman in the black mist is a controller. Why is she here listening to a martial artist's lecture?

King Jianhuang shook his head.

However, he was still very happy.

After all, he is the most dazzling genius of this year.

The fact that teachers are still willing to attend my classes after all the others have already chosen their own shows that my kendo skills are indeed unique.

King Jianhuang withdrew his thoughts and stopped thinking about it.

He looked down at the geniuses below and spoke directly, his voice like the clash of metal, powerful and resonant.

"Today, I will talk about close-combat swords and their connection with the Nine Universes Chaos Stele."

Upon hearing this, the geniuses below all perked up their ears.

"Many people believe that the Nine Universes Chaos Stele is exclusive to the controller and only suitable for spiritual practitioners to comprehend. This is wrong."

"Look at the raindrops on the Nine Universes Chaos Stele," said King Sword Emperor.

"Every raindrop has its own trajectory, its own speed, and its own power."

"The controller uses it to manipulate telekinetic weapons. We martial artists use it to practice swordsmanship."

Sword King extended a finger and made a light stroke in the air.

laugh!

A sword aura, visible to the naked eye, appeared out of thin air, its trajectory unpredictable, like a raindrop falling.

"The nine raindrops in the first picture represent the nine most basic sword techniques, which are the foundation of swordsmanship."

"The thirty-six raindrops in the second picture represent thirty-six variations of sword techniques. Once you understand them, your swordsmanship will be ever-changing and impossible to defend against."

"As for the third image—" Sword King paused, "that is the rudimentary form of sword intent. It integrates one hundred and eight variations into one, forming its own momentum. That has already touched upon the essence of the sword path."

Luo Yun listened quietly, and a sudden realization dawned on her.

He had previously applied all his insights from the Nine Universes Chaos Stele to the "Fish-Dragon Dance" telekinetic weapon, but he overlooked the fact that these insights could also be applied to close combat.

All paths lead to the same destination; different routes lead to the same goal.

"The core of the Nine Universes School's close combat lies in change," Sword King continued. "Like raindrops, they penetrate everywhere and leave no trace."

"To do this, you need a suitable secret method to begin with."

As he spoke, King Jianhuang glanced at Luo Yun almost imperceptibly.

"I have a secret technique here that I would like to recommend to you."

"This secret technique focuses on how to integrate the changes of spatial laws into sword moves, making your sword speed and trajectory as swift and dense as a rainstorm, leaving the enemy unable to resist."

"You can buy it in the Virtual Universe Mall. The price is not expensive, and it is very suitable for your current stage of learning."

After King Jianhuang finished speaking, he said no more, leaving the geniuses time to comprehend it on their own.