Only Speed Is Unbreakable, No Strength Cannot Crush

The Cold Weapon Training Room was exceptionally spacious.

Beneath the steel-cast floor lay square pits, each three meters deep.

These pits were where Immortal Gate High School's students practiced and sparred with cold weapons.

Jiang Chuan carried his Red Tasseled Long Spear down a somewhat narrow staircase into the pit closest to the entrance.

Wei Tao followed Jiang Chuan down into the pit.

Song Zhiyan and many other students followed the two into the Cold Weapon Training Room to watch their fight.

After this period of practice, Jiang Chuan had already gained an initial mastery of the Kui Niu Divine Spear's twelve spear forms. As he faced Wei Tao, the movements of all twelve forms flashed through his mind without pause.

Piercing Cloud Startling Thunder, Long Sky Corroding Lightning, Spinning Thunder Sound, Fatal Thunderbolt, Snow Dance Long Lightning, Angry Thunder Soul Severing, Purple Lightning Soul Shaking, Flying Sky Thunder Severing, Thunder Sea Spear Wave, Thousand Thunders Cracking, Seven Stars Chasing Lightning, Nine Heavens Mad Thunder.

"Great Aunt, be the referee!" Wei Tao said, staring at Jiang Chuan and enunciating every word.

"Sure."

Song Zhiyan spoke.

Wei Tao looked up at the smiling Song Zhiyan, and his face darkened.

Meng Nanxi, standing nearby, said worriedly, "Jiang Chuan, Wei Tao's saber techniques are fierce and ruthless. You'd better not fight him."

"Since you're already here, don't even think about leaving until we settle this today!" Wei Tao said coldly.

"Campus Belle Meng, hurry up and announce the start."

Jiang Chuan was already itching to clash with Wei Tao.

"Get ready!"

Song Zhiyan shouted.

Wei Tao crouched slightly, held his shield across his chest, and assumed a charging stance.

Jiang Chuan gripped his spear with both hands, its tip aimed at Wei Tao.

"Begin!"

At Song Zhiyan's command, Wei Tao drove off with both legs and charged straight at Jiang Chuan.

Piercing Cloud Startling Thunder!

Jiang Chuan thrust out his spear. The Red Tasseled Long Spear was like startling thunder piercing storm clouds as it shot straight toward Wei Tao.

If I block this spear, I should be able to close in on him.

Clang!

The spear tip collided with the shield. Wei Tao's pupils contracted as a tremendous force surged into his palms, numbing his hands. It felt as though he had been struck by a motorcycle, and he flew backward uncontrollably.

With a heavy bang, he crashed onto the steel floor.

The onlookers were stunned as well.

"He sent Wei Tao flying with one thrust? Just how strong is Jiang Chuan?!"

"I heard Wei Tao's strength is nearly eight hundred jin. To send him flying with a single spear strike, Jiang Chuan would need at least twelve hundred jin of strength."

"Could Jiang Chuan have already completed Muscle Refining?!"

Meng Nanxi's beautiful eyes widened in shock.

She knew Wei Tao's strength best. Having been kept at Wei Zhenghong's side since childhood, Wei Tao had learned saber techniques from the military. They were fierce and ruthless, no weaker than those of many veterans who had served for over three years.

Yet against Jiang Chuan, he had been defeated in a single move!

"No, wasn't his saber technique supposed to be fierce and ruthless? He couldn't even last one move?"

Song Zhiyan curled her lip. "So he was just all talk."

"I forgot there's a gap in our strength."

Jiang Chuan looked at Wei Tao, who lay on the ground, with an apologetic expression.

"I'll hold back a little. Show me your saber techniques."

Wei Tao had just climbed up from the ground. Hearing the chatter around him, he already felt that he could barely show his face.

Then he heard Jiang Chuan's words, and his fury surged to the heavens. "Fuck! I'll chop you to pieces!"

As Wei Tao charged at him again, Jiang Chuan used Piercing Cloud Startling Thunder once more.

Wei Tao did not choose to meet the attack with his shield. With a flash, he evaded Jiang Chuan's spear and rushed before him, swinging his saber down at Jiang Chuan.

Jiang Chuan pulled back a step and dodged. If an ordinary student had been fighting Jiang Chuan, after their slash missed, inertia would have carried their saber down to at least Jiang Chuan's waist even if they tried to pull it back.

But Wei Tao's saber stopped before Jiang Chuan's chest, then stabbed toward it.

Meng Nanxi's face changed drastically. "Jiang Chuan! Watch out!"

If that saber truly pierced Jiang Chuan's chest, Jiang Chuan might very well die on the spot!

But in Jiang Chuan's eyes, Wei Tao's strike was far too slow!

Jiang Chuan turned his body and sidestepped the thrust.

"Take this!"

Wei Tao twisted his wrist, turned his saber edge toward Jiang Chuan, and swept it at him.

Clang!

Jiang Chuan raised the shaft of his Red Tasseled Long Spear and blocked the strike, then swept out with a kick.

Wei Tao tried to block with his shield, but he was still a step too late.

Bang!

Wei Tao was sent flying by Jiang Chuan's kick.

Watching Wei Tao get swept away, Jiang Chuan recalled what Wei Beishan had said during a cold weapon training class.

"Techniques are important, but the cultivator himself is what matters most. Don't let practicing techniques delay the advancement of your cultivation."

My reactions, my speed, and my strength all surpass Wei Tao's. His saber techniques may be vicious and experienced, but with my reactions, I can see through and evade every one of them.

Jiang Chuan's emotions churned endlessly. No matter how seasoned his saber techniques are, under the crushing weight of absolute strength, they can't inflict any harm on me at all.

Having understood everything, Jiang Chuan lost much of his interest in this duel.

With the enhancements to his body, he could easily see through all of Wei Tao's moves and handle them with ease.

Even if he held back his strength, Wei Tao could not pose the slightest threat to him.

"The gap in strength is too great. The victor has been decided."

Song Zhiyan immediately prepared to announce the result of the match.

"I haven't lost yet!"

Wei Tao roared, climbed to his feet, and continued charging at Jiang Chuan.

When he was halfway there, he suddenly hurled the shield in his hand at Jiang Chuan.

Jiang Chuan swung his spear at the shield.

Bang!

The shield was smashed heavily onto the steel floor by Jiang Chuan's spear.

Taking the chance, Wei Tao closed in before Jiang Chuan and slashed horizontally at his head.

Jiang Chuan bent his waist and back like a drawn bow, evading Wei Tao's saber while rotating the Red Tasseled Long Spear in his hands.

Spinning Thunder Sound!

Jiang Chuan spun the Red Tasseled Long Spear. Wei Tao had only just turned around and prepared to swing again when the spear had already lashed across his waist.

Bang!

Wei Tao flew backward once again like a kite with its string snapped.

"Jiang Chuan should have only just succeeded in Skin Tempering as well, yet his body completely overwhelms Wei Tao's."

Song Zhiyi kept scrutinizing Jiang Chuan. "Could he possess some kind of Special Physique recorded in the Ancient Dao Book?"

"Special Physique..."

Meng Nanxi recalled the number she had seen on the Punching Power Tester.

She felt that Jiang Chuan truly might possess a Special Physique.

"If Jiang Chuan has a Special Physique, then why did it take him twelve days of cultivation to enter the Elite Class?" Song Zhiyan asked, confused.

Song Zhiyi shook her head. "Perhaps we'll have to ask Jiang Chuan about that."

Jiang Chuan stood in the pit with his spear lowered, watching Wei Tao climb up from the ground.

"It's useless. No matter how many times you try, you can't defeat me. Admit defeat."

With rage boiling inside him, Wei Tao's fury only grew more intense upon hearing Jiang Chuan's words.

"I'll kill you! Die!"

"Kill me? You want to kill me?!"

A cold glint flashed through Jiang Chuan's eyes.

At that moment, Jiang Chuan was like a savage beast freed from its cage.

Seeing Jiang Chuan's icy gaze, Wei Tao felt as though he had fallen into an ice cellar. The fury in his heart was instantly extinguished, Replaced By fear!

He's going to kill me! Jiang Chuan is going to kill me!

Having practiced saber techniques with his father, Wei Tianhong, since childhood, Wei Tao was all too familiar with that look!

It was the gaze of death that appeared only before a bloody battle with demonic beasts!

Ring!