Strength Improvement

Chapter 18: Strength Improvement

On the arena stage in Wudi City, Wang Ritain stood tall, his long saber emitting dark energy. The martial artists he defeated, even if only brushed by a trace of demonic energy, found their true qi rapidly depleted.

Though unwilling and gritting their teeth, they joined forces to attack, but before Wang Ritain, they could only hold on for a few more blows. Wang Ritain moved like a phantom, his long saber flashing with cold light, unleashing sharp blade energy in all directions. A martial artist in the Vajra Realm struggled under Wang Ritain's assault, but ultimately couldn't resist. Seizing the opportunity, Wang Ritain swung his long saber fiercely. A blade aura mixed with potent demonic energy roared out, like a black lightning bolt, instantly striking the Vajra Realm martial artist. The warrior cried out in pain, his body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the ground, his fate unknown.

After this battle, the last shred of hope for defeating Wang Ritain in most people's hearts was utterly extinguished. They gazed at Wang Ritain with eyes full of fear and despair, secretly relieved that he hadn't gone on a killing spree. If Wang Ritain had truly intended to kill, Wudi City might have been awash in blood today.

Wang Ritain slowly returned to the center of the arena. He sheathed his long saber, tilted his head slightly, and let out a long sigh. This sigh landed like a heavy hammer on everyone's hearts, and they instantly understood his meaning. For a moment, the entire venue fell silent, everyone's heart filled with despair. Those who had just rushed to Wudi City happened to witness Wang Ritain defeating the Vajra Realm martial artist and heard the preceding events. They were instantly stunned into silence.

"Who exactly is this Wang Ritain? To possess such terrifying strength!" a young martial artist exclaimed, eyes wide with shock.

"I think he might be a top disciple meticulously trained by some hidden sect. Otherwise, how could he have such power?" an old man nearby stroked his beard and speculated. The crowd nodded in agreement, finding the old man's words to be very true. In their eyes, Wang Ritain's strength was too astonishing to have been cultivated by an ordinary sect.

Wang Ritain closed his eyes in the center of the arena, waiting quietly. After a long time, no one dared to step onto the stage to challenge him. He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings, a hint of disdain in his eyes. He declared, "You are all too weak. Tomorrow, I will ascend the Wudi City tower and challenge the Martial Slave!"

The moment these words were spoken, the entire venue erupted in an uproar. Everyone's eyes widened, staring intently at Wang Ritain as if they had heard something utterly fantastical. While they had already witnessed Wang Ritain's arrogance and power, they never imagined he would set his sights on the Martial Slave.

"Has this Wang Ritain gone mad? He actually wants to challenge the Martial Slave!"

"That's right, the Martial Slave is someone who, after being defeated by Wang Xianzhi, followed him wholeheartedly. For years, he has stopped countless experts from challenging Wang Xianzhi, his strength is unfathomable. Wang Ritain is powerful, but wanting to challenge the Martial Slave is simply overestimating himself!"

The crowd chattered amongst themselves, generally not optimistic about Wang Ritain's decision. In their minds, the Martial Slave was like an insurmountable mountain, and Wang Ritain, though strong, would find it difficult to contend with him. After all, within the Three Shattered Realms, the gap in strength between experts of the same realm was often immense. Most of the people Wang Ritain had defeated before were ordinary individuals. Facing a top-tier fighter like the Martial Slave, everyone felt he would likely be unable to cope.

"Wang Ritain, you should leave quickly. The Martial Slave is not someone you can provoke. If you really go to challenge him, you will surely die!" a kind-hearted martial artist shouted loudly.

Hearing this, Wang Ritain merely shook his head faintly, a cold smile appearing at the corner of his lips. He said softly, "You cannot speak of ice to a summer insect." He paid no mind to the words of the crowd, as in his eyes, these people could not comprehend his pursuits and goals.

Wang Ritain opened his system panel and looked at the constantly increasing reputation points, feeling secretly pleased. In just one day in Wudi City, his reputation points had grown at a terrifying rate, almost equivalent to the reputation points he gained from killing Xuanyuan Jingxuan. With a thought, he used these reputation points to exchange for peak Great Grandmaster cultivation. In an instant, a powerful force surged within him. He felt the true qi in his body surge like a flood breaking through a dam, its magnitude greatly increasing. Its robustness could now rival that of the legendary Finger Profound Realm experts who could fight against Heavenly Phenomenon Realm powerhouses.

Wang Ritain was not satisfied with this. He continued to pour a large amount of reputation points into cultivating the Sacred Spirit Sword Technique.