Slaughter to Prove Your Dao: Unlock the Great Sage Equal to Heaven at the Start!

He was tall and slender.

He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, with a simple and antique-style weapon hanging from his waist.

A long, narrow sword, entirely black except for a dark purple crystal inlaid at the end of its scabbard.

He stood quietly in the center of the ring with his eyes closed.

He didn't deliberately exude any aura, but the surrounding air seemed to become viscous because of him.

Tiny, dark purple arcs of electricity, exuding an aura of destruction.

Like restless snakes, they slithered around his body.

Between the strands of hair, and even on the scabbard of that jet-black longsword.

It flickered silently, emitting a barely audible crackling sound.

Just standing there, there was an oppressive feeling that seemed capable of cutting everything in two.

It then naturally spread.

The strength of his aura was clearly at the upper level of the third realm!

Moreover, its foundation is extremely solid, and its qi and blood are refined, far surpassing that of ordinary people of the same level.

Chen Xing stopped in his tracks, a golden glint flashing in his eyes.

His keen eyes quietly activated, his gaze piercing through the restrained aura on the other person's body.

He saw it; it was surging within the person's body.

It is an extremely pure, violent, yet perfectly controlled lightning energy.

The lightning carried a dark purple hue that possessed a destructive, corrosive quality, seemingly capable of annihilating all life!

Its quality is so high, and its power so great.

It instantly reminded him of the person from Shanghai's Wuhan University whom he had met by chance at the Linjiang City base station.

Li Yixiao possesses the SS-level lightning-type talent "Thunder God Body".

Although their attributes are completely different, they both stem from top-tier talent.

And their temperament, honed through countless life-and-death battles, is exactly the same.

"Brother Xing,"

Xiao Xiao's voice echoed rapidly in Chen Xing's mind, carrying a hint of solemnity and excitement.

"That person, Xiao Qing."

"A sophomore at Shenzhen Martial Arts University, with an S-level lightning talent, 'Destroying Purple Lightning,' at the upper level of the third realm."

"He specializes in sword drawing techniques and One-Sword Style, is a practical fighter, and is recognized by the War Academy as a 'sword fanatic'."

"Last year, while on an A-level mission in the Southern Theater Command, he single-handedly killed a low-level fourth-tier monster!"

"Although that monster was injured, it was enough to prove its strength."

"In the combat rankings of sophomores at the War Academy, he consistently ranks in the top five, and some even believe he has the potential to break into the top three."

Chen Xing nodded, his eyes calm and undisturbed.

But deep within his pupils, a long-lost fighting spirit quietly ignited.

Since the battle with the transformed monster in the Blackstone Mine, he broke through to the third realm.

Even after evolving his SS-level talent, he has yet to truly spar with any of the top experts among his peers.

The Xiao Qing before me, regardless of his cultivation level...

His talent, or his pure sword intent, are both things he should take seriously.

Lin Moyan also sensed the chilling aura emanating from Xiao Qing.

He suppressed his laughter and leaned close to Chen Xing's ear.

He lowered his voice, a hint of nervousness in it:

"Brother Xing, that guy... he seems really strong, even more intimidating than those peak-level third-realm instructors I've seen in the special training camp..."

Chen Xing did not answer, nor did he look at Lin Moyan again.

He strode straight through the crowd of onlookers.

He walked straight towards the arena where Xiao Qing was.

His steps were steady, without the slightest hesitation.

Lin Moyan was taken aback and instinctively tried to grab him: "Brother Xing? What... what are you going to do?"

Xiao Xiao, floating in the air, excitedly spun around.

Small hand clenched into a fist:

"He's challenging me to a fight! Brother Xing wants to challenge Xiao Qing to a duel! This is going to be interesting! (✪ω✪)"

"A challenge?!"

Lin Moyan almost jumped up.

"Brother Xing, you just got back! Your injury isn't fully healed yet, is it?"

Chen Xing ignored the voices behind him.

He walked to the edge of the ring and lightly tapped his foot on the ground.

He leaped onto the alloy arena that rose above the ground.

It landed about ten meters away from Xiao Qing.

Almost the instant Chen Xing stepped onto the stage, Xiao Qing, who had been standing quietly with his eyes closed, stopped.

As if sensing something, it slowly opened its eyes.

Those were extremely rare deep purple pupils, a color even deeper than the arcs of electricity crackling around him.

Like two deep abysses containing destructive thunder, they were calm and still.

Yet it also possesses a sharpness that cuts through all obstacles.

His gaze fell on Chen Xing, from bottom to top.

He glanced at it quickly, a clear look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

But things quickly calmed down, leaving only pure observation.

"Xiao Qing, a sophomore at Shenzhen University."

Xiao Qing spoke, his voice low and steady.

It's like a basic, polite self-introduction when facing a noteworthy opponent.

Chen Xing looked at him, his gaze calmly meeting those deep purple eyes.

He simply stated his name: "Freshman, Chen Xing."

"Chen Xing..."

Xiao Qing's brows twitched almost imperceptibly.

A flicker of realization crossed his deep purple pupils, before returning to his calm gaze.

There seemed to be subtle ripples.

"You're the one who's been making headlines lately... the 'Dark Blood Asura'?"

He didn't use a question, but a statement.

Clearly, the name Chen Xing and his deeds had already reached the ears of this "knife fanatic".

Chen Xing did not answer yes or no.

With a slight thought, he swiped his right hand across the void ring, which turned completely black.

He then grasped the Sky-Splitting Staff, which weighed 408 kilograms.

A purplish-gold aura surged quietly within his body, with a subtle shimmer beneath his skin.

It instantly made his entire demeanor become calm and profound.

He raised the Sky-Splitting Cudgel, its tip pointing diagonally at the ground.

Looking at Xiao Qing, his voice was calm and even:

Please advise.

Below the arena, Lin Moyan was so anxious that he scratched his head and cheeks, but he didn't dare to shout loudly to disturb Chen Xing.

He could only mutter complaints to Xiao Xiao in the air:

"Xiao Xiao! Look at Brother Xing! He's still not fully healed!"

Xiao Xiao floated in the air, her little face full of excitement and anticipation.

Waving her little fists:

"Relax, relax! Brother Moyan, you have to trust Brother Xing!"

"He's not a reckless person! He must have sensed the pressure that Xiao Qing could put on him."

"I want to test my current skill level through real combat!"

"Besides, you know how incredibly resilient Brother Xing is—it's freakish!"

"This little injury is probably mostly healed by now! (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧"

The commotion they caused, coupled with Chen Xing jumping onto the stage to confront Xiao Qing,

It had already attracted the attention of other students around.

The crowds that had been scattered around the various arenas quickly converged on this side.

When they could see the two people facing off in the ring.

The discussion exploded like a tidal wave!

"Holy crap! It's Senior Xiao Qing! What brings him to the arena today?"

"Who's that over there? He looks so young, a freshman?"

"He...he dares to challenge Senior Xiao Qing?!"

"You're new here, right? That's Chen Xing! This year's top scorer in the country!"

"His nickname is 'Dark Blood Asura'! Dark Blood Ruins, Soul-Severing Valley, Black Stone Mine... he slaughtered his way through these places!"

"Chen Xing?! It's Chen Xing?! My God, I've finally seen him alive!"

"This is going to be good! The strongest dark horse of the freshman year versus the sophomore's practical swordsman! This is a win-win situation!"

"The betting has started! I bet on Senior Xiao Qing to win!"

"A superior player from the Three Realms versus a lower-level player, an S-rank versus an S-rank—Senior Xiao Qing has far more experience!"

"I bet on Chen Xing! The title of Dark Blood Asura was earned through bloodshed!"

"He's killed fourth-tier transformed demonic beasts! Senior Xiao Qing has only killed lower-tier fourth-tier ordinary demonic beasts!"

"..."

The area around the arena was instantly surrounded by a dense crowd.

Xiao Qing seemed to ignore the noisy discussions around him.

His deep purple eyes remained fixed on Chen Xing.

Especially the heavy Sky-Splitting Cudgel in Chen Xing's hand, and the aura emanating from Chen Xing, even though his cultivation level was only at the lower level of the third realm.

Yet it possesses a calm and profound presence, subtly exuding a unique aura of conquering heaven and earth.

"A freshman, daring to challenge me?"

Xiao Qing spoke again, his voice still calm.

"You're the first one."

He raised his right hand and slowly placed it on the hilt of the black longsword at his waist.

Gently push your thumb forward—

"Clang!"

A clear, melodious sound, like a dragon's roar, rang out from the blade!

The jet-black blade slid out an inch slowly from its ancient scabbard!

Just an inch long, a dark purple arc of lightning carrying an aura of destruction.

It leaped out of the scabbard like a living creature, making a crisp "crackling" sound.

A terrifying sword intent, so sharp it seemed capable of severing vision, suddenly erupted from Xiao Qing's body!

In that instant, he seemed to become one with the long sword at his waist.

Transform into an indestructible bolt of destructive lightning about to strike!

"bring it on."

Xiao Qing's voice, as if carrying the roar of thunder, echoed across the arena.

"Let me see just how strong the legendary 'Dark Blood Asura' really is."

Chen Xing gripped the Sky-Splitting Staff tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

Within his body, the purplish-gold blood and qi, like a sleeping dragon, began to slowly awaken, emitting a low rumble of thunder.

The immense power brought by the SS-level Undying Battle Saint Body permeated his limbs and bones.

Xiao Cheng's Fiery Eyes were fully activated, and golden light flowed deep within his pupils.

It controls the flow of every drop of blood and qi throughout Xiao Qing's body.

In particular, the terrifying lightning energy condensed on the long sword that was only an inch from its sheath was clearly analyzed.

He could sense that Xiao Qing was very strong.

This strength is not just about skill level and talent.

It is also a process of tempering and refining oneself and one's weapon.

"Purity" is perfectly integrated with the will of martial arts.

This is a true warrior, born for battle and obsessed with the sword.

He needs an opponent like that.

Come and sharpen his staff, come and verify his way!

On the ring, the two stood facing each other.

A man wields a staff, his purple-gold aura shimmering, as imposing as a mountain.

One person pressed his hand on his knife, and dark purple lightning crackled and leaped, like thunder and lightning.