Immortal's Flight Beyond the Heavens Slays a Dou Master

At the camp, Jia Nan Academy's mentors, students, and guards were locked in battle with the black-clad men.

Everyone had found their own opponent and was fighting desperately. Some were even facing two or three enemies alone. The situation remained highly unfavorable for Jia Nan Academy.

Lu Yunxiao moved with his sword, constantly shifting across the battlefield.

His targets were all black-clad men at the Dou Zhe level. With his strength and the sharpness of the Flying Rainbow Sword, those Dou Zhe-level black-clad men were almost always killed in an instant.

Before long, no fewer than twenty black-clad men had died by his hand, greatly easing the pressure on many students.

But such a dazzling performance was bound to draw the attention of the other black-clad men.

"What a slippery little brat. Old Wang, you handle this bitch. I'll go take care of that little brat."

A black-clad man fighting a female mentor from Jia Nan Academy spoke to his companion nearby.

"Fine, Old Li, go ahead. I can hold her off by myself," the black-clad man called Old Wang shouted.

"Mm!" The black-clad man called Old Li nodded and shot straight toward Lu Yunxiao.

The female mentor from Jia Nan Academy tried to stop him, but Old Wang kept her firmly entangled.

"Take this!" Lu Yunxiao gave a low shout. The tip of the Flying Rainbow Sword flicked forward and pierced directly through a black-clad man's throat. As he withdrew the sword, blood immediately splattered everywhere.

Lu Yunxiao had barely relaxed when he felt a fierce wind suddenly strike from behind. His feet moved in rapid succession, and he dodged away in an instant.

A green fist imprint then struck the spot where he had been standing, leaving a deep crater in the ground.

Lu Yunxiao's eyes shifted slightly before his gaze sharpened. Looking at the green energy veil surging over the black-clad man's body, he calmly uttered two words. "Dou Master?"

"That's right. Little brat, you had quite the fun killing just now, didn't you? Die!"

A savage look appeared in the black-clad man's eyes. His hand formed a claw and viciously grabbed at Lu Yunxiao.

"A mere Dou Master dares to boast so shamelessly?"

Lu Yunxiao neither dodged nor retreated. Facing the claw, he threw a punch straight at it.

"Tide-Watching Fist, Roaring Tidal Waves!"

As the punch flew out, it carried the sound of raging tsunamis. A vast, surging aura abruptly erupted.

The black-clad man's pupils contracted. Green light flashed over his claw as fist and claw collided fiercely.

"Bang!" Fist and claw crashed together with a thunderous boom. Lu Yunxiao's body shook as he staggered back three steps.

The black-clad man was no different, taking three steps back before he steadied himself.

That exchange had ended in an even match.

"Little brat, you've got some skill." The black-clad man looked surprised. He clearly had not expected a Six-Star Dou Practitioner to match a dignified Two-Star Dou Master blow for blow.

"You're not bad either." Lu Yunxiao spoke calmly. A Dou Master was at least worthy of a fight.

"Heh, one compliment and you're getting full of yourself. That was only a casual strike just now. Next, I'll show you the true strength of a Dou Master."

The black-clad man's expression turned stern. Green light billowed from his Dou Qi Veil, and his aura rose once more.

"It looks intimidating enough, but I was only playing with you just now."

Lu Yunxiao spoke coldly, holding the Flying Rainbow Sword horizontally before him. Compared to fist techniques, swordsmanship was what he truly excelled at.

Sword Qi spread outward as a Sharp Aura swept from Lu Yunxiao's body. The two clashed fiercely once more.

The Flying Rainbow Sword traced a strange trajectory and stabbed straight toward the black-clad man's throat.

The black-clad man flashed aside, blocking with the green spear in his hand before thrusting it toward Lu Yunxiao's chest and abdomen.

Lu Yunxiao drew back his sword and tapped it against the spear, knocking the weapon aside.

Sword and spear clashed repeatedly. In an instant, they had exchanged dozens of moves.

"Yunxiao, he's so strong!" Mentor Ruolin lashed her whip, forcing back the opponent before her. As she watched the distant battle, a glimmer of wonder flashed through her eyes.

Lu Yunxiao's talent was naturally beyond question—after all, he possessed potential beyond S-rank. Yet she had not expected his combat ability to be so outstanding as well, to the point that he could fight a Dou Master expert to a standstill. It truly surprised her.

"Perhaps this is what a true genius is like." Mentor Ruolin murmured to herself, swinging her long whip as she charged toward her opponent again.

"Whoosh!" Lu Yunxiao's body flowed through the air, and points of cold light gleamed from the sword in his hand. Like a dancing silver serpent, it completely enveloped the black-clad man.

Dou Qi surged through the black-clad man's body. He swung the green spear left and right, blocking every streak of Lu Yunxiao's sword light.

Yet his expression was exceedingly grim. Lu Yunxiao's attacks were not merely powerful enough to seem nothing like those of a Dou Zhe; his strange Dou Qi was also incomparably sharp, greatly suppressing his own Dou Qi. A considerable portion of his strength had been weakened.

What had begun as an evenly matched fight had now completely turned into a defensive battle.

"Break!" Lu Yunxiao shouted softly. The Flying Rainbow Sword knocked aside the green spear in the black-clad man's hand, forcibly pierced through the defense of the Dou Qi Veil, and left a wound on his body. Blood immediately flowed from it.

The black-clad man groaned in pain and thrust out his spear. Lu Yunxiao spun aside to evade it, then faced him from two meters away as a drop of blood fell from the tip of the Flying Rainbow Sword.

"Wood-attribute Dou Qi. Your luck is truly terrible."

Lu Yunxiao spoke calmly, a trace of amusement in his eyes. Among the Five Elements, metal restrained wood. What was more, his was Innate Gold, the natural nemesis of Wood-attribute Dou Qi.

After their exchange, he had already gained the complete upper hand.

Even the Dou Qi Veil, which Dou Master experts relied upon as their signature defense, was like a thin sheet of paper under such elemental suppression—easily pierced with a single poke.

"What kind of strange Dou Qi is this? Gold-attribute Dou Qi isn't like this."

The black-clad man's face trembled, his eyes filled with terror. The penetrating power and sharpness of Lu Yunxiao's Dou Qi were simply absurdly powerful.

"The dead have no need to know. Last time, my luck was bad and I didn't get to kill that Second-rank Sand Spider myself. Killing a Dou Master today isn't bad either."

As Lu Yunxiao's words fell, he leaped high into the air and thrust his sword forward.

In an instant, sword shadows filled the air and sword light flashed. The brilliant, flawless sword light seemed to descend from the heavens, slanting down like a flying rainbow crossing the sky, like a flash of thunder and lightning.

This sword strike was fast to the extreme, and beautiful to the extreme. It was a flawless strike, without the slightest imperfection.

The perfect sword light illuminated the surrounding night, appearing especially dazzling in the darkness and drawing everyone's attention.

No one could ignore the power of this sword, nor could anyone fail to marvel at its beauty.

High in the air, Lu Yunxiao was like an immortal with his sword. His sword light was like a roaming dragon as it stabbed straight down at the black-clad man.